Elrond POV
"My child calm down!" She was still hysterical. I had dealt with this before when Arwen and Aragorn first fought, so I knew what I had to do. I slapped the girl. She immediately looked at me with wide eyes and sat down, looking very ashamed of herself. "Now that you have calmed down, what is your name?"
"Jane" she replied timidly. "How old are you?" still staring at her feet she replied "Twenty." She is twenty and she was behaving like that. I nodded. "Then why Jane, pray tell me why you acted like a two year old, instead of the age you are?" She looked up with tears in her eyes and said "I am very sorry, I guess I was frightened."
"Do not guess you were frightened." I felt a pang of sympathy for the woman, she looked like she had gone through a lot. But, why on earth would she be dressed as a man? What is she? "What are you?' I was curious as to what she was. She looked at me as if she thought I had gone mad. "A human." She said clearly confused.
"No, I don't think so. You are not an elf, human, hobbit, Maia, and most certainly not a dwarf!"
"Um, excuse me sir, but I uh believe I am human. And you must be an elf, right?"
I looked at her puzzled of course I am an elf! I thought she knew. "Yes my child I am an elf, and until we find out, would you mind staying here at Rivendell?"
"I would love too." She said enthusiastically. But her eyes said otherwise.
"Good, you may have this room. I hope that everything is alright?"
"Yes, I am fine. Thank you." I walked out of the room puzzled. Who is this girl?