A.N: Sorry for the long delay, but Julia will be helping me with this from now on.Thank you Julia for inspiring me to start back with this story, girl you did a great job with this chapter… and thanks to my beta Justine, girl without you I don't know where I would be. LOL.

Warnings: None

Chapter 5 Family

Five years had past since Eamane's arrival in Lothlorien and five years ago, Haldir had been blessed with what was to become his biggest responsibility. He had no doubt grown attached to Eamane she was his daughter, not by blood, as is natural, but by love.

Rumil and Orophin were undeniably her uncles, who loved her almost as if she were their own childEamane was part of their family. Patricia, Eamane's biological mother, was killed while Eamane was still quite young so she therefore has no memory of her.

Galadriel, whom Eamane called 'My Lady', told her many stories of how she was saved by her 'atar1' and how he tackled the beast down just for her.

Haldir loved how Eamane ceased to tire of hearing the story of her rescue and for humor he added more details in hopes to keep Eamane, as well as the others who asked to hear the amazing tale, interested. Because of her eyes and her temperHaldir claimed that Eamane had Lothlorien blood in her.

Over the years titles were established; Ashana was known as 'amil2' and Haldir 'atar'. Her uncles howeverreceived less flattering names which happened to be the only names Eamane could pronounce at such a young age: Rumil 'Rumy' and Orophin 'Orphy' and Celeborn, although not an uncle, was called, 'Lordy'.

Aside from her dramatic beginning Eamane lived a rather peaceful life. Content with the luxuries of being one of Galadriel's favorites, she was given whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it. But being the child of the Marchwarden had its conditions she therefore was brought up as a respectable maiden who had an intelligent head on her shoulders. However when it came time to visit 'Her Lady', Eamane's demeanor proved to become suddenly impatient, and the rules of acting like a proper maiden ceased to exist in her mind.

"Come on amil, I want to go see My Lady! Please? I WANT TO GO! Amil?" Eamane screamed, not only because she missed her grandmother, but also because she was interested in the gifts she would receive upon their arrival. Galadriel and Celeborn had gone to visit Lord Elrond nearly a month ago, for a reason she could not yet understand.

"Please Eamane, my childhave patience! We shall greet them when they arrive. For now we must prepare ourselves. Do you not wish to look nice for your grandparents?" Ashana asked.

"Yes I want to look nice for them, I just do not understand why it is taking so long for them to return." Eamane replied.

"Aye, I quite understand little one, but be that as it may I still have to put the correct attire on." Ashana continued smiling while braiding her hair.

"Am I in the right attire, amil?" Eamane asked examining herself; she noticed a grass and dirt stain from this morning. "I am dirty" Eamane stated, letting her head fall to her chest.

"You could go as the day you were born and they would still think you were beautiful." Ashana told her as she grabbed Eamane's hand and walked out into the city. The grip on Eamane's hand tightened as it always did when Ashana walked out into the city.
"Amil, how long will it take us to see Her Lady?" Eamane asked.

"Not long, just be sure to hold my hand little one." Ashana said. After a while they were at the steps of the palace Ashana's grip softened and eventually let go of Eamane's hand. Eamane loved skipping up the steps into 'Her Lady's arms which was always happened; no matter how tired Galadriel was, she got a burst of energy whenever she saw Eamane. Ashana watched as Galadriel went to the top of her steps and waited for Eamane's arrival.

Galadriel looked at Eamane and smiled brightly then opened her arms wide for Eamane to jump into them. When she did, Eamane whispered ever so lightly, "I missed you so much My Lady. I am pleased you are back, may we go to our garden?" The garden was given to Eamane when she took a liking to helping plants grow and as a result Eamane decided that only family could enter the garden.

"Why of course! No need to ask, little one." Galadriel replied then turned to Ashana "Follow us my dear, you are of family too." And then she turned back to Eamane "Your father shall be here within a few moments, lovely one."