Snow

Raunion: 7

Snow fell down on Rivendell, covering the ground with a soft white blanket, and providing an excellent play source for the elflings who lived there.

"Here, put this on, Rau," Eleniel said as she bent down and wrapped a thick, fluffy scarf around her son's neck.

"But, Nana!"

"'But, Nana' nothing! I do not want you to be cold."

Daeron rolled his eyes from where he was standing behind his wife, holding their new-born, Eruanna. "You do know he is an elf, meleth, right?"

Eleniel glared at her husband. "He has some human in him."

"But not enough to make him feel the cold as you or I would," came a new voice, and the elleth turned to see her father walking towards her, a fond smile on his face as he watched his grandson bounce on his toes, waiting for his mother to wrap the scarf securely around his neck so he could go and play with his uncles, who were currently engaged in a snowball fight.

"Can I go play now? Please?" he asked.

"Patience, Raunion!"

Daeron chuckled as he handed his daughter to his father-in-law and made his way over to his wife and son. "El, let him go. I fear he cannot wait any longer," he said, a spark in his eyes as he placed a hand on Eleniel's shoulder.

"I can't!" Raunion agreed, tilting his head to the side and looking at his mother with puppy-dog eyes, showing off his toothy smile as he did so.

The elleth sighed and nodded. "Go on, then, but be careful!" she called after him as he darted off, raven hair flying behind him.

She stood up and leant into Daeron's embrace, watching with a smile as her brothers advanced on the boy, piles of snow at the ready in their hands.

"What is it?" came her husband's soft voice.

Eleniel sighed. "He is growing up. I feel as though I want to protect him from everything, even if it is only the cold."

Daeron nodded, looking down at his beautiful wife with emerald green eyes. "I understand. At least he is still young and allows you to do so. When he is older, however, I do not think he will tolerate being 'treated as an elfling'."

Elrond chuckled. "Now, why does that sound familiar?" he said, looking pointedly at his daughter as she scowled at him.

It was true. Their son was still a child – innocent and care-free.

But when he was older, neither his mother nor father would be able to protect him much at all... and they hated that thought above all else.

Elvish used:

Nana – Mum/Mummy

Meleth – Love

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