She looked at the two elves who cared deeply for her granddaughter. The woman had been slow in healing from her efforts to end the war. Now she was gone again. Galadriel feared that this journey would claim her life, that Sauron was still attempting to take her with him, to keep her from those who loved her. This fit had come without warning and she had left just as suddenly. Eleryna had also blocked herself from Galadriel's sight. She didn't want to be found, that much was certain. What she was doing, no one knew. But Galadriel had a guess. She still believed that Sauron lived. She would be going after him. Gandalf would have to be warned before she could be found.

"As you both know, Eleryna has gone off again. I stopped the two of you from leaving straight after her for multiple reasons. The most of which being that we do not know where to start looking. I suspect she will be returning to Mordor to see if she can find a trace of him. When she finds nothing there, she will go to Isengard. Gandalf must be warned if he is there. Before you go on your hunt for her, I would ask you to go to him and warn him to be on his guard. If this indeed a fit of the mind caused by the war, she will believe that he is Sauron when he is seen by her. I would rather him stay in Rivendell or come to us and be safe."

"He will not leave unless absolutely necessary." Legolas said.

"It is necessary." Haldir said. "If she catches him off guard, she can easily kill him. He may be the only hope we have of saving her."

"I can get through to her." Legolas said confidently. Galadriel looked at him, a sparkle of laughter in her eyes.

"That may be, Legolas." She said. "But Gandalf still needs to be warned. If this malady of the mind is something magical in nature, perhaps he can find the cure. Go now. Go together and bring her home." The two elves bowed and left the talan. Galadriel watched them go, the laughter fell from her eyes. She feared the worst. She always had when it came to her youngest granddaughter. From the day she was born, Galadriel knew that Eleryna would be hunted because of what her birth had given her. Galadriel had chosen the girl before she was even born, touching her soul while Celebrían was still pregnant with her. Galadriel had known that her youngest granddaughter was strong enough for the task of ruling the Golden Wood. She had never expected that her granddaughter's path would lead her to the Ring and to its destruction which had almost been her own. At times, Galadriel wondered if Eleryna had been meant to die in that mountain and it was only through pure luck that Aragorn had been able to bring her back. But had he brought her back fully? Eleryna was still in the war. She wasn't thinking that she still had the Ring. But she feared that Sauron had taken it from her. No, Legolas would not be able to bring his wife from the darkness that she was lost in. She would need someone who was closer to her than husband and wife. Someone who knew her better than even her parents did, who shared in her pain when her mother was attacked. The one who had pulled her from the darkness that had consumed her mind. Her brother. Eleryna needed her brother.

Elrohir settled into the quiet of the surrounding forest. She was around here somewhere. But she was afraid. He knew it. She was afraid of being found by those she feared and by those she cared about. The fears were in her mind, he knew. But she didn't know that. Not yet. He would help her to see that. He would help her see Gandalf as the White Wizard and not as Sauron. But she would have to gain her trust, though he suspected that he already had some of it. But the amount of trust he had was not enough to convince her that she was safe and the war was truly over, for good. If she had believed or trusted the rest of the family that much, she wouldn't have sent a secret note. She would have come into Rivendell and asked him to come along. Elrohir knew why she hadn't and why she had asked for him alone and in the manner she had. The rest of the family had tried telling and convincing her that Sauron was dead. They were trying to force her to believe something she knew in her mind to be false. He had been the only one to be quiet about Sauron, only saying that she was safe. Maybe that's why she had been secretive about what she was doing. In her note, all she had said was that she needed help, his help and that he was the only one who could help her. He had always gone along with her delusion. He had always gone along with her and what she wanted. He had always been the one to get through to her.

"Elrohir," he heard her voice and looked around. She was sitting at the base of the largest tree in the clearing. She was looking at her hands and the burn there from when she had tried getting into the sealed doors of Moria so long ago, when the Balrog had first taken it. "I'm glad you came."

"You need me. You know I can never stay away when you need me." He answered and she smiled. He sat down next to her. "What do you need my help with? Is it Legolas? Has he been acting awful towards you?"

"No. He's been taking care of me. No, what I need your help with is far more dangerous."

"Knocking some sense into your husband is hardly what I call dangerous." Eleryna smirked and looked up from her hand and to her brother.

"I need you to help me defeat Sauron." She said. Elrohir said nothing. He had known, had felt it. She was not healed, not completely. She had fallen into a delusion and no one had seen it. "He is alive. I know he is. I just don't know where he is. He may have had everyone fooled in Minas Tirith, but not me. I saw through his guise. Maybe we can find Gandalf. Maybe he can help."

"What if Gandalf is a prisoner, same as you had been?" Elrohir said suddenly. He had no idea why he was saying it, but it felt right to him. It felt like he had to play along with her in order to help her heal. Maybe it was time to let her delusion play itself out. Maybe then she would see the truth. "What if that was how he was able to wear the guise of Gandalf?"

Eleryna didn't say anything. But she didn't need to. Elrohir saw her putting the pieces together in her head. Elrohir knew that the last time that his sister had seen the wizard had been at Helm's Deep before she and Boromir had left to take the Ring to Mordor. She had no idea that he was the one to pull her from the fires that poured from Mount Doom that day. She often mentioned she thought she had seen eagles.

Eleryna looked her feet and thought about the words her brother had just told her. Gandalf, a prisoner yet again. It made sense. She thought she had seen eagles that day and had been picked up by a Nazgúl. What if the beast had captured Gandalf first and then gone for her? It did explain how she saw him in Minas Tirith and why Gandalf had not been seen since that final battle. According to Legolas, he had been there when the two armies met and she destroyed the Ring. Gandalf could have even been captured in the confusion that followed the destruction of Mordor.

"What is the plan, Gwaleth?" Elrohir asked.

"We have to start looking for Sauron. If you are right and Gandalf is his prisoner, then we have no time to waste. If Sauron manages to turn Gandalf, he will become another Saruman and that would be dangerous for all."

"Where do we start looking?"

"Everyone has been telling me that the tower in Mordor has been destroyed. I am not sure how true that is, but I do know that Sauron will not have gone back to it right away. His next option would be Dul Guldur."

"But Grandmother made sure that no evil was left in that place."

"Evil is a hard thing to kill."

The king looked at the lights of his city. It weighed on him that he could not rejoice that his friend lived. No one was to know that Gandalf lived in Isengard. The Ents would not tell as they talked to few and even fewer knew the Common Tongue. He wished he would be able to tell his wife. But that was impossible. If she were to tell Galadriel, word could easily get back to Eleryna and she would fall into another delusion. She had to remain sane if they were to find a cure for her.

Aragorn nudged his horse forward. He was happy to be home and eager to see his wife again. He had missed her more than he had Gandalf's companionship and guidance. The ride took very little time and soon, the king was back in the Citadel and looking for his Elven bride. He found her in the gardens. It was her favorite place. He often found her in the garden that she and Eleryna had planted the night before the wedding. It was a small piece of home for Arwen that she could go to when she missed her family and could not easily go to them. Now would be the time she was needed by her sister the most.

"Arwen, I have returned." He said has he hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek. He saw a letter in her hand. "What is that, my love?"

"A letter from my grandmother. Eleryna has run off. She cannot be found anywhere within the Golden Wood. They fear that she has fallen victim to another delusion." She handed him the note and he read it. It was what he had feared, that the delusion of Sauron still living would return. This time, she had left the Golden Wood instead of trying to protect it.

"She does not believe Sauron dead."

"They are asking we keep watch on the entrances to Mordor for her. They think that she will return see the ruins."

"We can't send a company. That would scare her off. I will have Faramir send a handful of Rangers in the morning." Aragorn set the note down on the bench and turned his wife to face him. "Now tell me, how are the two joys of my life?" He asked as he kissed her growing belly and she laughed. Even though they laughed and felt happy, both knew of the darkness that was taking the youngest of their family and knew that it would be a hard thing to banish.

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