Hello again! This then is the first chapter of this story, and it goes back to when Elrond and Celebrian first met. Hope you like it. Please review and tell me what you think.

Disclaimer – Anything you recognise here belongs to JRR Tolkien.

Author's note - According to 'Histories of Middle Earth', Elrond wedded Celebrian in Third Age 109. So the first part of the story takes place a couple of years before then. (I won't give a fixed year because I'm still not sure how long it will be between their first meeting and their wedding.)

Chapter One – "They're here!"

"Naneth!" she shouted. "They are here!"

The lady of the golden wood, Galadriel, looked up from her mirror in slight amusement as she heard her daughter run down the steps to the shallow pool by which she stood.

"I already know, tithen pen," the lady said, gesturing to her mirror.

"Oh," the girl replied, slightly disappointed that she had run all this way for nothing. Once she got her breath back, she spoke again, reproachfully, this time. "Naneth, I do wish you won't call me 'tithen pen' in front of our guests. I'm too old for it now."

"No matter how much you grow up, Celebrian," Galadriel replied, "You'll always be my tithen pen. And now run along, and go tell your Adar that the party from Imladris and Eriador has arrived. Oh and Cel?" she interjected as her daughter turned to leave. "Do try to behave."

Galadriel smiled at the disdainful look her daughter gave her before running back up the stairs. She turned once again to her mirror, and concentrated, for she was feeling slightly uneasy, and she knew it was something concerning Celebrian. She lost herself in the images, for a while. When she finally looked away, her heart was at peace. So, she mused to herself. Her little Cel would have a lot of growing up to do before the end of this visit.

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Translations

Naneth – Mother

Tithen pen – Little one

Adar – Father

Sorry this was so short! I just felt that this bit was fine on its own. The next chapter will be longer.

So. Thank you so much, Malara, for that review! I'm so glad you liked the prologue (really, it should be an epilogue or something cos it takes place after the main events of the story, but oh well. I don't like ending a story on a sad note.) I hope you'll like Elrond a bit more by the end of this story. Quite a few people aren't that fond of Elrond, actually. But it's not his fault, really. He's just a bit misunderstood. ; )

And yes, everything bad does happen to Elrond, doesn't it? He has a traumatic childhood, his twin dies, his wife gets attacked by orcs, his daughter dies... I feel so sorry for him. But his parents did not die. They were given a place in Valinor, and his dad (Earendil), with his Silmaril, got made a star. So really, Elrond gets to see him every evening. At least that's one bright star on his horizon (sorry, I couldn't resist!) ; )

Bye for now!

- Narwen Almiriel