I am to go before the Lord and Lady of the woods. NOW! What if they decide I was an enemy and that I should be killed. Ok now I am over reacting. I have done nothing wrong. Sure I am from a different world, but I have done nothing wrong. I will be happy to go back, but … What will I go back to? My father is now in jail, thank God. But I have no one else. Well maybe I will get a job and work after school. It will be hard but I can do it. Wait… I getting a head of myself, let just get past the meeting. See if there is even away to get back to my world, and then I can worry about what I will do after that, Later
All this thoughts went through my head and before I knew it I was coming up to a man and a women. For some reason I just knew that they were the Lord and Lady that wanted to see me.
As I walked up I kept my head down, and my eyes on the ground, but I kept stealing glances up at them. From what Nenya had said I had imagined two older people, but the people or elves in front of me could pass to be mid 20s; for being more than 8,000 years old they looked good.
A mans voice quietly but firmly said, "Nenya, that would be all for now."
After a few moments Celeborn spoke, "Do you know who we are?"
"Yes… you are the Lord and Lady of Lothlorien."
"What else do you know?"
"Um… well…" I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and raised my head, "I know you have a daughter named Celebrian, who married Elrond, Lord of Rivendale. They have four children. I know you both are over 8,000 years old. I know your name (looking at Celeborn) means Silver Tree, and yours (looking at Galadriel) means Radiant Garland…"
"With a little chuckle Celeborn said, "Ok, so you knew a little about us, but what we want to know is …you "
"What do you want to know about me for?"
"Well you suddenly appear in our forest having no memory of the fact that you're an elf, and we want to know where you live?"
For some reason I felt that they wanted this information for other reasons.
"Well, what exactly do you want to know?"
"Let just start with you name." Said Celeborn, taking his wife's hand and led her to a chair before setting down at the chair next to her, "Please take a sear." Gesturing to a chair across the table.
Setting down I replied, "My name is Elewen Kincaid."
I saw Galadriel give a quick glance at Celeborn.
"The name Kincaid…you have two names?"
"Kincaid is my last name," still seeing confusion on his face I added, "My Father's name is Paul Kincaid, and his father before was Alfred Kincaid. The last name passes to each child in the family. Sort of away to know your ancestry, a way for people to know what family you belong in."
"Your father, you say! Where is he?"
"Well…" Should I tell them, or should I make something up? I have decided to make something up, like he died or something, but when I looked up into their faces I blurted the truth out, "He is in Jail."
"JAIL! What for."
"I think the correct term is … child abuse."
"What do you mean Child Abuse!" said Galadriel for the first time, "What did he do to you?"
"The cuts and bruises are not from an arc attack, as Nenya told me you believed, but where done by him."
"How could a father do this to a child?" Said Celeborn with his voice rising higher. In the process he had thrown his hands up. He had only done that has a sign of his frustration, and how upset he was by what I have said, but out of habit I had back away from him. They saw this, froze and just sat there for what seemed like hours.
In this silence I was finally able to look at them. Even though Celeborn was sitting I could tell he was tell. Taller than an average man anyway. He has silver hair and I could tell why his name meant Silver Tree. His eyes were a dark brown, his face was serious although I could see love for his wife clearly there. He was even now trying to comfort Galadriel. I turned my gaze to Galadriel and was surprised to see her looking at me as well. She had blonde hair and the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen and it was those staring into me now that held some pain in them and brought a sense of guilt to me.
I had never thought for a moment that they would strike me but the instinct to back away from a raised hand was a habit I had formed at a very young age. Should I apologize? No! It is what I had to do, growing up to be safe, and although I don't think that they would hurt me, I can not apologize for trying to protect myself. But what should I say?
I didn't have to ponder long because Celeborn who finally found his voice said, " You have nothing to be afraid from us, or anyone else; because we will protect you. Know that no one here will ever raise a hand against you."
"Never!" Said Galadriel, which surprised me. Not that I would never be harmed although part of me still didn't believe that it could be possible , but the fact that it seemed so important to her that I understand this, 'What is going on? Why does this seem so important to them? Before I could ask these things Celeborn said, "That is enough for now. Elewen, we will talk again soon."
"I wanted to ask you how it was I was going to get back to my own world?"
Galadriel and Celeborn stared at each other for a minute as it they were talking with each other without saying a word and I wondered what is was so hard about the question that they couldn't answer me.
Finally Celeborn look at me and said, " You will not be returning to that world… you belong here. This is your home."
"But…"
"All will be answered soon Elewen. Go now and rest the answer will come.
