If you read my other story, A Different Time aswell then just letting you know, I will be focusing on this story a little more than A Different Time because I want to build it up some more until I can focus on both Estel and A Different Time. Also there will be a whole italicised scene in this chapter but it is not in Elvish. It's just to indicate that it is a memory.

"Elvish"

Her father always said that she had a mighty path laid out in front of her. A huge destiny. A dangerous journey that he nor any of their family would be able to walk with her. She would be alone.

The group had gone back to sleep after she had sung of Lúthien and Beren, leaving her alone with her thoughts once again. Eleniel remembered a dream that wasn't really a dream that she had when she was just 500 years old. When her people still lived in Valinor.

"Come to me my child," a beautiful childlike voice said. "Come to me, come to us." Eleniel remembered hearing that night. Normally she would not be so crass as to wander off by herself but for some reason she knew she was safe.

The voice sang to her, begged of her to come to them . And she listened. Her feet led her to a beautiful clearing filled with the most wonderful colours and sparkling moonlight that trickled through the trees, illuminating the people that were there waiting for her arrival.

Eleniel immediately got down on one knee and bowed her hand. "My Lords and Ladies." She greeted the Valar, her eyes cast down towards the grass on the clearing floor.

They were all there and it faltered her a little. Surely they had heard of the words which her brother, Fëanor, had spoken about them to their people. Words that she herself did not believe. She loved her brothers and she loved her people but she did not trust Melkor so easily as they did. There was a reason he was imprisoned in the first place. Melkor was the first one who spoke of the Valar in such ill terms and Fëanor believed his words. Fingolfin was no help in the matter either. Her brothers had finally reconciled and Fingolfin was not going to risk another fall out.

"Do not despair child," Varda spake to her. "We know of your brothers' plans and the words which he has spoken of us. Your people will be leaving Valinor."

Tears ran down her cheeks before shaking her head. "Please, forgive him. He has been blinded by Melkor. Do not send my people away."

Varda glided towards her and laid her shining hand on her cheek. "Do not fear my child. We know that the malice of Melkor has reached deep into your brothers heart and contaminated him," her thumb wiped a tear that had slipped from Eleniels grey eyes. "But there is much that you do not understand. Your people will leave and you must go with them."

Eleniel shook her head. Valinor was her home, she had known any other place and did not wish to find another. "You must." Varda said, her tone making it sound more like a demand rather than a request. "Your path leads to Arda dear one. You were not so taken with Melkor unlike your kin for it is your destiny to fight against him and any evil he spawns."

She was shocked. Eleniel, youngest among her siblings, daughter of Finwe supposedly had a 'great' destiny that awaited her. Yeah she'd believe that, not. She snorted quite unladylike. The members of the Valar merely chuckled at her.

"I know you don't believe us but it is true." Manwë, King of the Valar said, smiling at her. "You will face much on this journey of yours. You will lose your family, your people, your kingdom but you must not wor-"

"Worry? WORRY?! Are you mad? How can I not worry when the very things that bring me the most happiness in the whole of Valinor shall be taken away from me if I embark on this so-called journey that is apparently my destiny." Eleniel shouted at Manwë, not understanding him at all and wondering if Eru Ilúvatar made the right choice in making Manwë, King. How was what he said supposed to comfort her at all. If anything, it made her resolve to talk some sense into her brother even stronger. Actually, she would talk to him as soon as she finished here.

Thinking over their words, she was immediately struck with a memory of her father speaking to her when she was just a mere years old, maybe. He spoke of a great journey and destiny that she would embark on. He urged her not to fear and that the Valar would watch over her.

Manwë smiled at her, a gentle look overtaking his face. "Your father has seen this journey that you go on. He knows that he will not be there for you but has still urged you to go. Will you not do this, if not for us then for Finwe?"

A sigh escaped her mouth as she looked each of the Valar in the eye before settling on Manwë. Eleniel merely nodded her head at them, knowing that she was about to dive head first into a lot of trouble.

She received no round of cheers at her decision, merely bright smiles when she suddenly found herself back in her bed in her room. She did not know if that was a dream or not but it felt too real for it to be fake. Her dream stayed with her even when she was standing on a ship going towards Middle Earth, staring back at Valinor, wondering if she would ever see its shores ever again.

That was many, many years ago but her 'dream' was never forgotten. As time went on, she lost all her family. Her father, siblings. Her people soon went aswell with the death of her nephew at the hands of Sauron, a servant of Melkor. She had lost so much, had seen friends die, had seen kingdoms crumble and others be built. Eleniel was becoming increasingly angry at the hand she was dealt. Why did it have to be her? Why not another or maybe a member of the damn Valar themselves.

Although I guess it was not all bad. She had lived a long life. She was able to see the offspring of her siblings grow in love and happiness. Something that her brothers could not experience. She was able to make friends amongst all races even if many of her friends were lost to time. She was able to read and grow smart in the ways of her people and the others that existed in Middle Earth. Then she looked around at the slumbering group, a small smile etched on her face before she looked back up at the moon, oblivious to the blue eyes that watched her silently.

Yes, she thought, it was not all bad. Not all bad indeed.

The group were getting wearier and wearier as they travelled. They had been travelling for many hours before Eleniel saw even a slight sign of Elven civilisation. She quickly pulled up her hood, not so much to obscure her face from their keen eyes but enough so she wouldn't be recognised although she did not know many of the guards she had spotted which wasn't much of a surprise since she had not be to Lothlórien in an Age.

Their guards obviously thought themselves so good that many of them did not even bother to pretend they were not there though she was surprised that Legolas did not seem to notice them.

"Stay close young Hobbits," Gimli said, holding onto Frodo's arm. He was still weary of her which was understandable, she did just appear to them out of nowhere but at least he was becoming friendly towards her and she even saw him smile brightly at her sometimes. Boromir was the complete opposite, only Legolas had decided to fully let go of his prejudice of her and now, smiled warmly at her if she ever caught his eye.

"They say there's a great sorceress lives in these woods," Eleniel snorted, earning a small glare from the dwarf. "An Elf Witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell."

Now Eleniel couldn't hold in her laughter. "Don't listen to him Hobbits. Clearly, Master Gimli has no idea what he's talking about. The Lady of Lorien is no witch, I assure you nor does she have a terrible power." Eleniel winked at Gimli, teasing him and causing him to blush a little.

Boromir scoffed at her before asking, "Yeah, and how would you kno-" He is cut off by the appearance of two arrows to his face. She felt one press into her back and looked around to see elves appear everywhere with their arrows pointed at the group. All she could manage was deep amusement on her part and had to dutifully resist the urge to laugh.

Oh mui loth, she thought, you have trained your people well.

She watched as Estel argued with the leader of the Elven guards, seemingly pleading with him. Deciding to get comfortable, she sat down on the grass, her eyes still watching the guard, Estel and Legolas argue with each other. After an hour of them talking back and forth, they finally came to a decision.

"You will come with us." The proud guard said, immediately blindfolds were placed over their eyes with many protests from the group and we were led away through the forest.

It felt like they had been walking for hours before their blindfolds were removed. "Caras Galadhon." She whispered, looking around in awe at the beauty of the city she had not seen in so long. It was still as beautiful as she remembered it and she could see that the others were in agreement even Gimli could not deny its magnificence.

"Follow me." The captain, Haldir, was his name said before starting up a large magnitude of stairs leading up a tree. By the time they were at the top, the Hobbits, Gimli and even Boromir were out of breath. Haldir told them to wait and wait they did.

Eleniel could see that the group grew nervous waiting on their hosts. She entertained the Hobbits with stories that had them laughing until they were in tears when she saw Legolas suddenly stand straighter. Her back was still faced towards their hosts and she did not turn til they were almost at the bottom of the stairs in front of the group.

Turning around, she looked at the Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, a radiant smile making its way onto her face. She heard murmurs about her rudeness for she had still not removed her hood from her head but she ignored them. Eleniel watched how the Lady Galadriel's eyes immediately singled onto Frodo before briefly turning towards her, their eyes meeting.

Lady Galadriel gasped and tears gathered in her deep blue eyes which she hastily tried to wipe away but it was no use, the tears she wiped would be replaced by more. The fellowship were confused and wondered what their elleth friend had done to warrant such a sight. The Lady of Lorien seemed to forget all propriety and rushed down the rest of the stairs towards Eleniel, her husband and people shocked at seeing their Lady act so differently. She stopped abruptly in front of her as if she finally remembered who and where she was and tentatively reached out her hand towards her hood before letting her hand drop as if deciding that she was wrong about something.

Eleniel sighed before reaching her hand up to pull the hood back. Her dark hair cascaded down her back like a river while her grey eyes held an unusual softness and love as she gazed at the golden haired 'Elf Witch' as Gimli called her.

"Cormamin lindua ele lle, mui loth." (My heart sings to see thee, my flower) Eleniel greeted her, her hand reaching out and brushing the tears on Galadriel's cheeks before she softly touched her forehead against the Lady of Lorien's forehead in greeting then pressed a kiss to her brow.

"Tîrada" (Aunty) the Lady greeted her before throwing her arms around the dark haired elleth and crying into her shoulder. There were gasps of surprise from the elves present and Estel. Eleniel looked at the gaping Ranger and Elven Prince and knew she would have questions to answer later, though the rest of the fellowship that did not speak Elvish looked confused as to what was going on.

Looking at the crying form of her niece, she could not help the smile that appeared on her face as she wrapped her arms tightly around her flower. They merely indulged in each other's presence before Galadriel seemed to remember that there were others around. She hastily made herself more presentable though if her eyes were a little red rimmed, no one said anything.

And if Eleniel decided to let herself have a small bout of blissful ignorance while in Lothlórien and with her kin then no one said anything either.

So if you know your LOTR family genealogy then you would have known from just reading the synopsis of this story that this was going to happen. If not then surprise? So I know Galadriel seems a little OOC but if you had not seen your family in so long (A whole damn Age) is what Eleniel said then I think you would react like that aswell. Now hope you enjoyed. The Fellowships reactions in the next chapter xx