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Thank you very much to Alatarial Elf for her lovely reviews. For the other reviewers, I think my note in the second chapter should answer your question adequately. Now, on with the story:

Now, she was naught more then an observer of the events that happened next, so I will not tell of them here. The highlights of these years were her visits to Doriath, for it was there that she met one of the greatest friends she ever had. Her first visit to Doriath was tense. She had heard of King Thingol's attitude toward the elves that came from across the sea, and was worried, although was kinder to her and her mother, who were his kin.

When she first walked into his palace, Menegroth. she, she who had seen all the great halls and palaces of Valinor, felt her jaw drop. This hall was very impressive, and it was underground, something that she would normally dislike, but this was amazing! She wished to stay here forever! (Or at least until she could return too Valinor) She looked at the King, Thingol, and saw that he was as a lord of elves in Valinor and not as one of the sindar. Then she looked at the Queen Melian and saw something almost...familiar about her, and suddenly realized that this was no true elf, but a Meir as her father had been.

"er..Great Queen, how is it that you have come to middle earth to be queen here?" She asked hesitantly

"That is a rather long story, and a tale for another time." Replied the Queen. "but how did you know that I was not one of the quendi as yourself?"

"Well...I...just knew, I suppose." Hethena replied. "My father was a meir."

The king and queen glanced at her mother, who looked temporarily speechless. She had not planned to tell anyone this until later. Luckily, she was saved from speaking by the entrance of another into the room. This was an elf maiden around the age of Hethena, with dark hair and gray eyes. Hethena looked at this maiden, and saw that she had something...something... that Hethena had, that no one else had had until now. Hethena realized with a shock that this maiden was only a half-elf, as she was. They stared at each other for nearly two minutes, and then the maiden spoke.

"My name is Luthien, princess of Doriath. I've never met...well...another..."

"Neither have I. I never even know.."

"Yes, neither did I"

The maiden-Luthien-beckoned to her, and she followed her to another room, which was currently empty. They then studied each other for what seemed like forever, until Hethena spoke.

"When I came with my mother into this forest, I noticed that some of the trees...well..moved. Can they speak?"

"No, they cannot. There are six of them, they have been around for the longest time, and we think they are intelligent, but they are dumb. They cannot speak." Replied Luthien

"Has anyone ever tried to teach them?" Asked Hethena

"Teach them?"

"Well, you said that they were intelligent."

"We think they are."

"You think they are intelligent, so perhaps they simply need to be taught to speak." Said Hethena

"That is an idea no one has ever purposed before. Perhaps we can try" Replied Luthien