Anar had started a new life, traveling Middle-Earth with the rangers and fulfilling the requirements and training for the Elven Assassins. She wasn't the little girl everyone remembered, but a beautiful she-elf that was as deadly as she was beautiful. Life in the wild had hardened her heart and changed her ideas about life.

She made a few friends, and they helped her along the way. Aragorn, adopted son of Elrond Halfelven, and Legolas, son of Thranduil, were the ones that had the greatest impacts on her (Anariel had never met Aragorn). At first, they were curious as to why a young elven maiden wanted to join the rangers and questioned her. She was reluctant, but they eventually got her to tell them everything.

"You must never mention anything about me to your fathers, or mine!" she said hastily, before Aragorn and Legolas took a trip into Rivendell for the first time since they had met.

"Yes, we know. Don't worry, Anar! I will give this to Arwen, and I won't let anyone else read it. And, if anyone asks, no I haven't seen you," Aragorn said, walking through the main gates of Rivendell.

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It was Thursday night, 12:30, and Anariel was sitting in a tree outside Arwen's bedroom window. She knocked on the window and waited for the window to open. It opened, and Anariel climbed into the darkness of the room.

"Why such darkness?" she asked.

"Because we wanted to make sure that you got inside with the windows closed and locked behind you," said Glorfindel, turning on the lights.

"Arwen! You told?!" she shouted.

"No! Your father overheard Aragorn's and my mine conversation. There was nothing that I could do," Arwen stated.

Anariel looked around the room. She was Arwen, Aragorn, Legolas, Glorfindel, and sitting on the bed, staring at her with sorrowful eyes, Haldir. The silence was almost too much to bear. It was Haldir who broke the silence.

"Baby, I have missed you so much. I'm just so thankful that you have come back safe and sound. I thought that I would never see you again, and I . . . I'm just so happy!" he said, tears streaming from his eyes.

Anariel looked at Haldir, her face full of emotion and her eyes brimming with tears.

"I . . . I'm so sorry," she whispered, the tears spilling over her cheeks. "I . . . I just . . . can't . . . do this." And ran out the door.

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There was a knock at the door. Anariel got up and opened it; standing at the door was Glorfindel. Anariel nodded and stood to the side to let him in and closed the door.

"Anar, when you left, we were all so worried. The only information Arwen could give us was that you had left and no one was to follow you. If only I had known, I would never have agreed to do their test. I'm so stupid." He sat on the bed and looked up at Anariel.

"What do you mean, agree to do their test?" she asked, sitting down on the bed next to her father.

"Well, because of the positions that you and Haldir hold, Galadriel, Celeborn, and Elrond had some concerns."

"What! What do you mean 'concerns'? Concerns about what?"

"Patience, child. One thing at a time," Glorfindel said, smiling while pulling Anairel from her standing position to sitting on his lap. "They had concerns about Haldir. They thought they he was just going with you because you were leading him on, because you wanted to get even with Estel for going with Arwen."

"What?!"

"And they told me to do the test that I did, and it was supposed to prove your love, not make you hate us."

"Oh, well . . . um . . I - I . . . you know, I'm not good with emotions!" she cried.

"I know."

"I'm sorry, Ada! I don't hate you."

"I know you don't. I love you too, Anar."

And Anariel fell asleep in her father's hug.