A/N: I won't say that this is my first fanfic. I have written a lot more; I just didn't put them on All the same, I am a pretty sensitive writer. I don't mind constructive criticism but I do mind if people say, "Your story sucks!" for no reason at all. I must also warn you that this is a Legolas, OC pairing. If you don't like them don't read this! I hope other people enjoy this. (People from forums: I don't care what you say! Somebody I know was not a very strong person and therefore she stopped writing because of your comments. This just happens to be one of her ideas. She is helping me with this story. Say what you will!)

-Elle

Chapter one- A Memeory

"Celebrian! Where are you taking me?" I asked

Celebrian and I were best friends. In fact, we were almost like sisters. I am Nyanvene daughter of Elanor and Calanon. The elves of Lothlorien often called us the 'troublemakers'. Even though we were no longer Elflings but Ellith, we were always up to something. What could it be this time?

"Catch up, Nyanvene! I'm taking you somewhere. You'll see." Answered Celebrian

"Celebrian, I'm not sure if we should be here. These are your mother's private gardens." I said. Even though my parents were friends of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, I was still afraid of Lady Galadriel.

Celebrien laughed "Are you still afraid of Naneth?"

"Well, yes I am afraid of Lady Galadriel. I mean, she is nice person and everything but, she so powerful and she rules Lothlorien. Well, lets just say that I don't usually want people to know what I'm thinking." I answered softly

"That's it? You don't want people to know of your thoughts. Well then, you can avoid it. Try to think of naneth as just your friend's mother and not as a queen of elves. Think of her as just another Elf." Celebrian suggested. I nodded and followed Celebrian

"Look! This is the place." Said Celebrian as they came to a clearing. The blossoms of Elanor were scattered everywhere and there was a little pool in the center of the clearing. I gasped at the beauty of the place

"It's amazing, Celebrian! It's just so wonderful. Who takes care of this place?" I asked

"I do, my child." Said a beautiful and musical voice from behind us. We turned around to see Lady Galadriel herself!

"I have some news for you, Nyanvene. Come let us first return to our Talan." Said Galadriel. Celebrian and I followed her silently. Nobody spoke on the way back. I didn't know what to think.

When we were in Galadriel's sitting room I looked at the Elven queen in a new light. Galadriel had a sad aura around her at the time and I could not understand it.

"Nyanvene, my child, I have received ill tidings from lord Elrond of Imladris. (She looked down) Your parents will not be returning from their trip to Imladris. A band of Orcs attacked them as they were riding back to the Golden Woods. I'm afraid they were slain. Amin Heraetha, Nyanvene." Said the Lady.

Tears started to roll down my cheeks. Celebrian tired to comfort me but nothing worked. I had rarely cried when I was an Elfling but now I couldn't control myself. I would never see my parents again. I wasn't really old enough to work. I didn't know how I would take care of myself. The loss of my parents hit me hard. I didn't know what to do. I would be alone. The whole world seemed to close in on me. I knew I had to do something instead of dwelling over what had already happened.

"Milady, I will have to find some work as soon as possible and-" Galadriel cut me off

"That would not be necessary, my child. Your parents asked us to take care of you if anything happened to them. You shall stay with us as part of our family. I did realize that you are not yet old enough to live independently. We shall be your Foster family. I know is very difficult for you to forget what has happened. But it will only hurt you more to think of this day. Please, Nyanvene try. You have lost your parents and we have lost our dearest friends. Even your parents who now look down upon you from the halls of Mandos, even they want your happiness. Please try and accept us as your family. You have always been a daughter to us." Said the lady as she held my hands in hers in a motherly way.

I looked away for a while. I had a choice to make. I could think of the past forever or I could embrace my new future.

"Thank you for your kindness, milady. I shall gladly accept your invitation." I said as I looked at the Lady of Light.

"Nay, it is I who should thank you, for being a strong. You have a presence of mind. Even the wisest would be horrified. The future holds a lot for you." said the Lady, in my mind

"But what is my future?" I wanted to ask.

"You will know. All in good time Ithilwen. Use well your days" was all that the lady said.

And I still remember those words of hers…

A/N: I admit it: I am no good at writing, like my friend who stopped. But give me a chance. Can you? Do review and suggestions are welcome.

Amin Heraetha- I am sorry.

Namarie for now

-Eleniel Iluvtariel