(A/N) Ok…..yes…needless to say I am very sorry about not updating in a very long time…I honestly haven't even really thought about it till I recently received a request from an unlikely source. So I promise I will do my best this time to keep up w/ the story, but forewarning, there is a very high chance I will soon be going in for some major surgery, so in case I do and forget to give warning that will be the reason updates may not happen for a while. And YES, I do want reviews…please? Encouragement always helps.

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Glorfindel and Erestor could no longer contain their concern and impatience, both deciding to leave the study, where they had kept wait, and headed to the nursery, having seen the lord and lady headed there in rather a hurry.

The two elves paused at the doorway, seeing the couple in a seemingly somewhat tearful embrace. Both hesitated before Erestor reached out and gave a slight knock on the open door, noise seeming to startle everyone, even the one who caused it, as it broke the perfect silence.

Celebrian buried her face in her husbands shoulder as Elrond turned to look at his advisors, slightly annoyed. "What is wrong Elrond? What is the message concerning?" Asked Glorfindel, gold hair unbraided for once and tucked neatly behind his ears.

"The message is from Lorien" Elrond replied "It says that Celenril's wife bore him a daughter, which was named Aramir"

"I was not aware Celenril was married, nor that he was expecting a child." Said Erestor

"Nor were we, neither me nor Celebrian" replied Elrond. "His wife's name is Ulmain, and the child was born the same day as Ellenion, as well as the same hour." He paused, absentmindedly rubbing his chin, gray eyes deep in thought. "The girl also has the same mark behind her left shoulder, identical to Ellenion's."

Glorfindel's brow furrowed, starting to realize part of the puzzle "Elrond...what does this mark look like?"

Celebrian answered for her husband, trying to keep her composure "A birthmark that looks like a Tengwar S, with a small starlike mark on either side of it."

"Why were neither of us told of this?" Asked Glorfindel

"Celebrian and I were hoping it was just a birthmark, and did not wish to inform you of it, since he is our son, therefore of our concern and not yours." Elrond realized how crass his response sounded and immediately regretted it. He sighed before saying in a softer tone. "I apologize for my crude words...as you can imagine this is rather stressing."

Glorfindel nodded, immediately forgiving him.

There was a long pause in the conversation as none could think of the right words to say.

Erestor broke the awkward silence " If it is indeed the mark of the prophecy then..." He broke off, unsure of how to continue

Celebrian finished for him, fighting back tears that threatened to break her cool expression. "Then one will ensue great peril at a young age, and perish fighting for life and love."

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After leaving the nursery, Arwen went o go find her brothers who were most likely either practicing their archery or in one of the stables attending the horses. She was surprised to see them actually approaching her when she was barely out of the main hall of the manor, their faces rather grim and concerned.

"Hello my brothers...what draws your faces so? What is wrong?"

Elladan spoke for the two, being the first twin and always the more talkative and livelier one, apposed to Elrohir who tended to be more quiet and reserved. "We have just met with Glorfindel...he seemed rather tense and upset. It worries us for we have not seen him like this in quite a while. In fact, he has been almost giddy ever since Ellenion was born. We came to ask you, Adar or Naneth if you knew of anything amiss."

Concern passed over Arwen's fair features for a moment before replying "Nay, I do not know what may be wrong, but I was in fact coming to ask either one of you or Glorfindel if anything was amiss. I just came from the nursery where Mother came to take Ellenion for a while, she did not say anything was wrong but you could see in her eyes she was upset about something. And as I was leaving down the hall, I nearly walked into Father who seemed to barely even notice me and he wore a worried expression."

The siblings stood in a thoughtful silence for a few moments before Elrohir said in a soft voice, twilight gray eyes deep in thought, the comment seeming almost more to himself than to the others.

"A message was delivered today, I saw it being carried to Adar's study...perhaps it has something to do with it...I have heard some quiet rumors of our Mother's brother Celenril being wed, though it was kept very small and quiet" He paused, looking back up at his siblings and shrugging and voiced again, slightly louder "though, of course, I am just guessing."

Both Arwen and Elladan gave him a surprised look before turning quickly and heading back into the manor to discuss this puzzle with their parents.

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By the time Elrond was able to calm his wife and convince her to take a small nap to ease her nerves, with the aid of a strong smelling herb tea, saying nothing would happen to the baby in a few hours time, it was evening and he had gone to the library, watching the sun paint the sky purple as it set.

He leaned against the door frame that led to the balcony, holding a crystal glass of Miruvor, the dark red wine catching the fading light, making it look almost like blood. He had held the glass for about twenty minutes, never taking a sip, merely letting his thoughts wonder.

Arwen caught sight of her father through the open door and came in quietly. Her foot falls made no sound as she stepped across the floor towards the balcony, her dark hair slightly caressed from the wind of the open window.

"Adar?" She said softly, careful not to startle him

Despite his daughter's efforts, he still jumped at the sound of her voice, startled out of his thoughts. Before turning to face her, he wiped a single stray tear from his cheek, so she would not see.

"Yes, Arwen, what is it?" He kept his face blank and expressionless to hide any emotion.

Arwen, not fooled by her father's mask openly showed her concern. "Elladan, Elrohir and I have been looking for you or Naneth, for we know something is troubling you, Glorfindel as well. Will you not share it with us? Does it concern the message from earlier today?"

At that moment the twins came in, hearing Arwen's voice down the hall, closing the library door behind them

Elladan spoke, though his voice was not as gentle as his sister's. "Elrohir has said he heard a rumor about our uncle. Is it true about Celenril being married and is that for some reason why you are upset? Or is it something else?"

Elrond looked hard at him, setting his glass down on the table next to the door. "And why, do you think this is of your concern? I am not sure how Elrohir heard of this news about Celenril but the message was not addressed to any of you, therefore not for your eyes or ears."

He turned to leave, signaling the conversation was over. Elladan however was not so easily dismissed.

"Father, we know something is very much upsetting you and Glorfindel, Mother as well, before we found you we saw her sleeping, with dried tears still on her cheeks. It must be something rather large, for all three of you have been nothing but joyful since Ellenion was born, until today, ever since this message arrived."

Elrohir noticed the slight wince of pain on his father's face at the mention of his young brother's name, he looked over and seeing that Arwen had noticed it too.

"Ada..." Elrohir began, hoping he had mistaken the expression "this doesn't have anything to do with Ellenion does it?"

Elrond realized he had let his stony expression slip and immediately restored it; his voice slightly edged in anger "What would make you think that? I have said nothing about him."

"Nay, you have not" replied Arwen fear starting to creep into her voice. "Yet you do not deny it."

Elladan thought a moment before adding a comment, more to himself than to his father "I pray that my brother is not the reason for despair yet it would make more sense than Celenril, for Glorfindel would not worry much over our uncle, yet he cares for Ellenion as if he was his own."

"Please Adar, tell us what the message from Lorien is about and if something is wrong with our brother." Elrohir finished, a pleading expression on his face.

Elrond sighed in defeat, realizing his children would not give up, for they were too much like him and reasoning that he could not hide it from them forever.

"The rumors Elrohir heard are correct, Celenril is married, wed to a mortal woman with an elven name, Ulmain. The wedding was kept quiet and small, very few knowing of it, not even your mother was told. Ulmain bore him a daughter, Aramir" He told them about the markings and the same hour of birth but could see that they saw this only as strange coincidence.

He asked in a slightly softer tone "Have you heard the prophecy of the Twins of Light?"

All three shook their heads no, expressions slightly confused.

Elrond rubbed his temples with one hand while the other rested on the back of a chair, almost as if for support. "It was a prophecy made long ago, two children of the firstborn, of different parents would be born on the same day and hour, with an identical mark of starlight. On will be a seer, linked to the other, seeing what the other sees when peril ensues and feeling both their hope of hopes, and their total and utter despair and pain when defeat and grief overcome them." He paused, taking a deep breath and trying to keep his voice calm

"The other, will be a warrior, ensuing great danger and anguish, while fighting for life, love and light for the world...and perish in doing so. They will be young and untried in battle"

"Does it say which one will be the warrior?" Asked Elladan

"Nay, it does not" his father replied quietly "But I fear that if they are to be as close as is written, then if one dies, the other will perish of grief as well."

Arwen went to her father, burying her face in his chest, tears starting to trickle down her pale cheeks, and saying softly, her voice muffled from his robes "but you say fate can be changed, is it not so anymore?"

Elrond held her tightly, kissing her hair, closing his eyes to keep his own tears from falling "you are right my Undomiel, there is always hope. We cannot forever despair on this and miss the years we still have with him, for there may be many" he sighed softly "I pray there are many"

Elladan and Elrohir came over, embracing both their father and sister, who smiled in surprise at their rare showing of such affection.

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