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So as I have stated in the other chapter's…lotr is not mine no matter how much I wish it were! So on with the story!

Just a quick note – when I refer to years in this story it is elven years like they will be the equivalent to say ten human years but many many years in normal years. If you get my drift!

Chapter Four – To Live

Elrond, lord of Imladris sat in his private garden and stared at the grass in front of him. A letter was clutched in one hand. Every now and then he would glance at the letter then away quickly. Words kept jumping out at him. Sarlinna. Goblins. Dead. Liadan. Isil. Memories of Liadan as a baby. Then again of when Legolas was born. A tragedy. Elrond breathed deeply and looked up as Celebrian entered the garden.

"She is dead?" it was more of a statement then a question so Elrond remained silent.

"And Liadan?" asked Celebrian, not really wanting to hear the answer.

"With Isil now," Elrond whispered, "They went the same way, just ten years apart!" Then he pulled Celebrian close and sat there holding her.

"We have to tell Arwen and the twins, before they drag it out of the poor messenger!" Celebrian smiled as she relaxed in Elrond's embrace.

"Promise me you will never sink into grief and leave me!" Elrond whispered.

"As long as the world still cares for her children and lets no harm become of them!" promised the silver haired elf mother.

Several hours later the family of Elrond stood and watched three riders enter the gates of Imladris. Celebrian went to Legolas as soon as she saw him. The small elfling lid off his horse and stared all around him. Elrond was shocked at the state Legolas was in. Though equal to ten years he was no taller then a six year old child and much too skinny. As Celebrian reached out to him, Legolas shied away and looked at her with pleading eyes, asking for help. Elrond glanced at his sons and saw the horror masked on their faces. Arwen disappeared inside. The twins quickly followed her and Elrond left his loving wife to care for the little elf child.

Celebrian led Legolas to a room that had been prepared for him. In it she found toys from Arwen and the twins scattered everywhere. She smiled and watched the little elf's reaction to the mess. Legolas looked around then up at Celebrian.

"Nana?" he asked, "Dan! Where are they?"

"Oh little Las, they are gone!" whispered Celebrian, tears choking her voice. She held out her arms to embrace the child. This time Legolas collapsed in her arms, crying brokenly.

"Nana!" he sobbed over and over. "Dan!"

"They are watching over you little one, they are here, in your heart!" Celebrian soothed. Eventually she got him over to the bed and sat with him there.

Elladan and Elrohir stood outside the door to Legolas's room, arms laden with trays of food. They were waiting for Arwen.

"Hurry up Ren!" called Elladan impatiently.

"Just be patient!" snapped the eight-year-old elf.

"Hello Ada, where is your tray?" asked Elrohir. Elrond smiled and pointed towards Arwen. The tall elf maid was pulling a cart with books and a tray of food in it.

"The books are for Las!" she said. The boys nodded solemnly and they entered the room.

"I believe we are in need of a family dinner!" Elladan announced.

"Welcome to the family Legolas!" smiled Elrohir.

"If you want to thank anyone, thank our darling little sister Arwen!" they said together. Then they bowed and lay a tray of food in front of him.

"Do not leave a scrap of food or you spend all of tomorrow cleaning your room!" Arwen said in mock seriousness. Celebrian was pleased to see a smile creep onto the small blonde elf's face. He had been rejected by his father and left in the world.

Now he had something to live for.

So that's the end of that chapter…next is swimming in summer! Or if you want I can do one on Isil and Liadan! And the birth of Legolas and why Thranduil sent Legolas to Imladris!

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