Ada,

Thranduil arrived a few days ago, and there was really nothing interesting to document. Today was different.

Tauriel and I left Legolas and Thranduil some time alone, and we walked to the waterfall clearing. When we got there, I pulled her close to me and started to waltz. I helped her learn where her feet were supposed to go, and we danced for a long time.

On the last turn, I twirled her away, and by accident, she twirled too far and fell into the pool. Wasting no time, I took her hand and helped her out of the water. "By the Valar, Lindir! Why do you waste all your time trying to drown me?" She teased. I smiled and tried to wring out her clothes, but she pulled me up to her for a kiss.

She spun me around and pushed me into the pool, before promptly taking my hand and pulling me out. She laughed as I pulled my dagger out. "Tauriel, Meleth, you are in trouble!" "I accept the duel." She said and came whirling at me, blades flashing. I sidestepped and kicked the back of her knees, grabbing one of her daggers as she stumbled, off-balance. I threw it, aiming towards a tree, but I forgot that the blade was curved, and it splashed into the pool. She stared at it, sinking under the water, and I smiled, promising to get it back. She called "Duel resolved!" and kicked my dagger out of my hand.

I watched it spin into the pool, following her blade, and I just stared for a while. She laughed, kissing my forehead carefully, and then dove into the water. I leaned over the clear water, watching it ripple as she swam through the water. She retrieved our weapons and swam back to the surface quickly.

I pulled her out, and I heard voices. "Ada! She does not fancy me, she stares because I am a prince!" "You do not understand. As you walk around, every day, she follows you, tending the plants and healing them." "She is beautiful, but I do not love every beautiful lady I meet!" "Well, you know her name, her profession, and her appearance. Do you not love her hazel eyes, or her hair, waves falling to her waist, a shade darker than her eyes?" "Ada, you speak of her highly, but Eleneril is just a beautiful gardener."

I turned away, feeling sad for the one girl that had loved me once. She was from the Greenwood, and she ran into me once. I kissed her hand. I never saw her again, but I heard news that she had fallen from a cliff. I know it was not an accident.

I was still thinking when I heard Tauriel calling my name. "Lindir? Meleth, stop thinking, I am lonely!" I laughed, and whispered to her that Legolas and Thranduil were coming. She took a breath and dove into the pool again. Exasperated, I leaned against a tree and waited for her to surface. Just as Legolas and Thranduil stepped into the clearing, she surfaced, splashing me quickly. She saw Thranduil and gracefully pulled herself out of the pool, and bowed to him. "My King." She said respectfully.

Thranduil laughed, and stepped back. Legolas stepped forward, twirling his daggers off his back. "Tauriel? Mind washing mine too?" He teased, wringing out her dress. "Lindir, I am surprised that you are not bowing toward me like you did a few nights ago." Thranduil said to me, and I pulled myself off the ground, smiling. "Thranduil, Tauriel has to tell you something." "I Do?" Tauriel asked, and I walked over to her, wrapping my hands around her waist and resting them on her stomach, right where Gilwen liked to kick.

"Oh." She squeaked. "ThranduilI'mhavingababyandhernameisGilwenisthatallright?" Legolas rolled his eyes. "I don't think that's what you want to tell him. I can tell him what needs to be told if you want." She nodded weakly. "Ada, Gilwen is coming in a month." Thranduil laughed. "Of course she is. Come to think of it, I will be a grandfather!" I stared at him, puzzled. "And Elrond, he is already a grandfather." Tauriel looked at him quizzically. "I am not your daughter, Thranduil, neither is Lindir Elrond's son." Thranduil laughed. "Yes, but in your heart is where your true family is."

I smiled. "Of course!" Legolas looked at the setting sun quickly, and then turned back to us. "We should be going back. It is nearly suppertime." Tauriel laughed and flipped his daggers back to him, and quickly picked her daggers up. "Race you back?" She asked Legolas, and they both sprinted back, Tauriel still as fast as Legolas, even with Gilwen.

Thranduil and I looked at each other, smiling. I sighed and picked up my dagger, sliding it into its sheath with a click. We walked back together, imagining all sorts of things that could happen when we got back.

Boe I'waen,

Lindir