One very LARGE error has been pointed out to me (thanks Canon Police). Isa
is not Aragorn's sister, but their relationship will be explained later on
(since if she were Aragorn's sister, her parents wouldn't even have been
born yet. Oops, my bad ;) ). Anyway, it doesn't change the story (I know
there's no plot, yet, but you need to have a little background info first.
So, stick with me and we'll both have a good time)
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Isa and Arwen continued on their adventures in Rivendell, learning new things every day. Soon the time came, however, when Elrond had to do something he dreaded doing. He needed to send his daughter to live with his sons in Lorien, the land of the fey. He knew she'd love it, and needed to see the world outside of fair Rivendell, but he knew that he would miss her terribly.
Gandalf the Gray, a trusted and wise friend, came to visit. Elrond couldn't help but ask the old wizard for advice. Gandalf sat blowing smoke rings one evening, enjoying the fair weather, when Elrond decided to bring the topic up.
"Gandalf, old friend, do you think that Arwen needs to go to Lorien?" Gandalf, never one to dispense neither advice nor opinion without thought, blow a particularly nice smoke ring and studied it while it floated off into the slate gray disk.
"Parts of her education would be neglected if she stayed here. She still has much to learn" Elrond knew he was right, but he still didn't like it.
"Arwen and Isa will leave within the year" he said sadly, knowing that his girl would be grown when she returned.
The pair left Rivendell, full of nerves and excitement. Isa hated to leave her mother, but she knew that this was the adventure of a lifetime, and she didn't' want to miss it. Elrond hugged his daughter goodbye for the last time for many, many years. The trip to Lorien was uneventful and dull, especially since the girls couldn't ride their own mounts.
It had been many months since the girls had seen Legolas, but they communicated often. Whenever a rider went to Mirkwood, letters were always exchanged. No one had the time nor the patience to escort two young girls to Mirkwood, no matter how much they wanted it.
Over the next years, Legolas saw Arwen and Isa many times, especially when he got older and could come by himself. Soon, however, their world would change... with the bringing of a child.
There came a fateful day when Elrond had to save the life of a child. Arathorn II was slain in battle and his wife, out of fear, gave her 3-year- old boy to Elrond as a foster child. The child Aragorn was given a new name, Estel, and his identity was concealed from all. He grew in Rivendell, just another child
Meanwhile, Isa and Arwen grew in Lorien, learning much. They now appeared to be sixteen, and were unaware of the child in Rivendell. Legolas, however, was a frequent visitor to the fey and the girls to Mirkwood. The three enjoyed each other's company (sometimes a little too much) and always found away to get into trouble. They were a pleasure though, always laughing. Their visits were always too short for their liking, though.
When the girls had reached twenty (in human years) they went back to Rivendell. They were glad to be finally going home, but they would miss their fairy friends. The trip this time was much shorter, Isa and Arwen being allowed to ride their own horses. They went through the woods, cutting a shorter path. Isa loved the woods of Rivendell, and was glad to be going through them.
"Arwen, how much longer do you think?"
"I don't know, a few hours maybe" the elf responded. There was a rustling to their left, and one made by a human, not an animal. Arwen unsheathed her sword and stopped her mount. Isa remover her dagger from her boot. The two scanned the surrounding area. Isa saw him first and made her way over as if she didn't' see him. As soon as she was close enough she jumped on his and pressed her dagger to his throat.
"Who are you and why are you following us?" Isa demanded, pressing the knife closer for emphasis.
"I am Ester, son of Elrond. And who are you and why are you on our land?" he demanded in return, though he was in no such position to do so. In a catlike movement he flipped Isa onto he back and used her own knife against her.
"I answered you questions, now answer mine" he growled. Arwen moved forward and dropped the butt of her sword on his head, which made a muffled thunk. The young man passed out, the knife dropping to the ground.
Ester woke groggily, tied to a tree. He thrashed, which just made his bonds tighter. He noticed his pack on the ground, lying open. He also noticed the two girls, brushing their mounts. Arwen, hearing his struggle, came over to him.
"Why don't you start be telling me the truth" she said lightly, playing with his broadsword.
"I told you the truth!" he yelled. He tried to kick the weapon from her and get it, but she was too fast. The sound of her laugh was musical, which grated on his nerves.
"I am Arwen Undomiel, only daughter of Elrond." She smirked.
"Had my father had another child, he would have told me" she growled menacingly.
"Go ask your father" He said, trying to loosen his ropes.
"Trying to get undone won't help. They are full of elven magic, and you won't break them"
"Isa, one of needs to go and get my father. We need to have this liar executed."
"I'll go. I'm faster" she said and hopped onto her horse. She galloped through the trees, towards the city of Rivendell. She was back within the hour, with Lord Elrond at her side. He had to stop himself from laughing when he saw the situation his foster son was in. His daughter had his own sword pointed at his heart, and he was trying to kick her.
"Arwen, I see you've met Ester" he said, coming down the embankment.
"You know him?" she asked unbelievingly, "He says he's your son"
"He is. I'll explain the situation later. Just untie your brother" Isa groaned at his choice of words.
"He is not my brother, and I don't care if he stays her all night!" she spat. She went to her horse and jumped on it.
"I'm glad to be home" she said, her voice like ice. Isa groaned and went to untie the young man.
"I'm sorry for sneaking up on you. I had no idea who you were" he apologized.
"And I'm sorry for nearly killing you" she responded. The two picked up all of the strewn items and headed towards Rivendell, laughing all the way.
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Okay, now that we've gotten past the past, and things will start to get interesting now, I promise!
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Isa and Arwen continued on their adventures in Rivendell, learning new things every day. Soon the time came, however, when Elrond had to do something he dreaded doing. He needed to send his daughter to live with his sons in Lorien, the land of the fey. He knew she'd love it, and needed to see the world outside of fair Rivendell, but he knew that he would miss her terribly.
Gandalf the Gray, a trusted and wise friend, came to visit. Elrond couldn't help but ask the old wizard for advice. Gandalf sat blowing smoke rings one evening, enjoying the fair weather, when Elrond decided to bring the topic up.
"Gandalf, old friend, do you think that Arwen needs to go to Lorien?" Gandalf, never one to dispense neither advice nor opinion without thought, blow a particularly nice smoke ring and studied it while it floated off into the slate gray disk.
"Parts of her education would be neglected if she stayed here. She still has much to learn" Elrond knew he was right, but he still didn't like it.
"Arwen and Isa will leave within the year" he said sadly, knowing that his girl would be grown when she returned.
The pair left Rivendell, full of nerves and excitement. Isa hated to leave her mother, but she knew that this was the adventure of a lifetime, and she didn't' want to miss it. Elrond hugged his daughter goodbye for the last time for many, many years. The trip to Lorien was uneventful and dull, especially since the girls couldn't ride their own mounts.
It had been many months since the girls had seen Legolas, but they communicated often. Whenever a rider went to Mirkwood, letters were always exchanged. No one had the time nor the patience to escort two young girls to Mirkwood, no matter how much they wanted it.
Over the next years, Legolas saw Arwen and Isa many times, especially when he got older and could come by himself. Soon, however, their world would change... with the bringing of a child.
There came a fateful day when Elrond had to save the life of a child. Arathorn II was slain in battle and his wife, out of fear, gave her 3-year- old boy to Elrond as a foster child. The child Aragorn was given a new name, Estel, and his identity was concealed from all. He grew in Rivendell, just another child
Meanwhile, Isa and Arwen grew in Lorien, learning much. They now appeared to be sixteen, and were unaware of the child in Rivendell. Legolas, however, was a frequent visitor to the fey and the girls to Mirkwood. The three enjoyed each other's company (sometimes a little too much) and always found away to get into trouble. They were a pleasure though, always laughing. Their visits were always too short for their liking, though.
When the girls had reached twenty (in human years) they went back to Rivendell. They were glad to be finally going home, but they would miss their fairy friends. The trip this time was much shorter, Isa and Arwen being allowed to ride their own horses. They went through the woods, cutting a shorter path. Isa loved the woods of Rivendell, and was glad to be going through them.
"Arwen, how much longer do you think?"
"I don't know, a few hours maybe" the elf responded. There was a rustling to their left, and one made by a human, not an animal. Arwen unsheathed her sword and stopped her mount. Isa remover her dagger from her boot. The two scanned the surrounding area. Isa saw him first and made her way over as if she didn't' see him. As soon as she was close enough she jumped on his and pressed her dagger to his throat.
"Who are you and why are you following us?" Isa demanded, pressing the knife closer for emphasis.
"I am Ester, son of Elrond. And who are you and why are you on our land?" he demanded in return, though he was in no such position to do so. In a catlike movement he flipped Isa onto he back and used her own knife against her.
"I answered you questions, now answer mine" he growled. Arwen moved forward and dropped the butt of her sword on his head, which made a muffled thunk. The young man passed out, the knife dropping to the ground.
Ester woke groggily, tied to a tree. He thrashed, which just made his bonds tighter. He noticed his pack on the ground, lying open. He also noticed the two girls, brushing their mounts. Arwen, hearing his struggle, came over to him.
"Why don't you start be telling me the truth" she said lightly, playing with his broadsword.
"I told you the truth!" he yelled. He tried to kick the weapon from her and get it, but she was too fast. The sound of her laugh was musical, which grated on his nerves.
"I am Arwen Undomiel, only daughter of Elrond." She smirked.
"Had my father had another child, he would have told me" she growled menacingly.
"Go ask your father" He said, trying to loosen his ropes.
"Trying to get undone won't help. They are full of elven magic, and you won't break them"
"Isa, one of needs to go and get my father. We need to have this liar executed."
"I'll go. I'm faster" she said and hopped onto her horse. She galloped through the trees, towards the city of Rivendell. She was back within the hour, with Lord Elrond at her side. He had to stop himself from laughing when he saw the situation his foster son was in. His daughter had his own sword pointed at his heart, and he was trying to kick her.
"Arwen, I see you've met Ester" he said, coming down the embankment.
"You know him?" she asked unbelievingly, "He says he's your son"
"He is. I'll explain the situation later. Just untie your brother" Isa groaned at his choice of words.
"He is not my brother, and I don't care if he stays her all night!" she spat. She went to her horse and jumped on it.
"I'm glad to be home" she said, her voice like ice. Isa groaned and went to untie the young man.
"I'm sorry for sneaking up on you. I had no idea who you were" he apologized.
"And I'm sorry for nearly killing you" she responded. The two picked up all of the strewn items and headed towards Rivendell, laughing all the way.
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Okay, now that we've gotten past the past, and things will start to get interesting now, I promise!
