I Get a Father!

We arrived at the dinner. And everyone turned to look at us. Some of the men gasped, probably at Arwen.

"Jane they are not just gasping at me. They are staring at you as well, and not for the reason you think. We do not see many red heads here, except for the dwarves, so you are a kind novelty I would say."

"Yeah right. I don't believe you." I said as we walked over to the two empty seats next to her father.

"I requested that you have a seat next to us. I hope you do not mind." She said.

"Of course I do not mind. I would be happy to sit by you." I replied. We made our way over and people were still staring at us. I blushed feeling very uncomfortable, as I sat down. As soon as we sat down, everyone began eating. Talk about awkward. I was in the middle of reprimanding Elladan and Elrohir, for giving me a night gown when

"Lady Jane, if you do not mind would you mind coming to my study. I must talk with you and Gandalf about something." Elrond told me.

I had been enjoying my food and I looked at him "But-" I was cut off by a very scary glare that meant now. I huffed and got up, and followed Elrond to his study. We walked past several homes, before we arrived. He held the door open for me to walk through. I walked in, and looked around, it was full of books; every shelf seemed to contain books. I gasped at the sight of it all. I began wondering how long it would take to read them all.

"Jane, we need to talk to you. Gandalf says he has some information on who you are." Said Elrond.

"First of all I require the attendance of my daughter at the council tomorrow. I have summoned her from Upper Earth where she was sent, to protect her from Sauron." Gandalf requested.

"You have a daughter?" Asked Elrond who was genuinely surprised.

"Who is she? Where is she?" I asked.

Gandalf turned to me "You my dear Jane are my daughter, and your name is not Jane, it is Mithril."

"She is your daughter?" asked Elrond "Is she, does that mean that she is?"

"Yes she is one of the Maiar, and that is a reason why I would like her to join me in the council tomorrow. And that if worst comes to worst, and if we need to take the ring to Mordor that she and I will go."

"Yes of course. Mithril what do you say?" Elrond asked me.

I was just standing there. I had no idea what to say what I was still shocked. I had always wondered who my real parents are, and now, now I knew. I just never thought I would, that I would be from here.

"Mithril, you must answer your father is waiting." Said Elrond who was growing impatient.

"Elrond do not rush her, this is a lot to process, she has lived her life in another world, and to be suddenly torn from it, and find out that she is like a lesser Valar this must be difficult for her," said Gandalf.

"I have decided." I said a little to quietly. Then just a little louder "I will attend the council, and if needed I will accompany you… Father." I said.

I decided that I would not share any information about what I know, because even me accompanying it is drastically changing the story. I will pretend to be oblivious, I will let Gandalf fall, Boromir die, the hobbits be taken to Isengard. But, I will save Haldir, if the story that I am in involves him going to Helms Deep, I will not let him die. For he is not supposed to, he must live, he must.

"Very well. It is decided, now if you do not mind Mithril, may I your father accompany you back to your room? You need all the rest you can receive, tomorrow will be a busy day." My father told me.

"Yes, father. I am feeling very tired." I yawned for emphasis so that he would believe me.

"Very well this meeting is adjourned, until further notice. And please Mithrandir and Mithril do not speak of this until you have arrived in Loth-Lorien." Elrond said.

I was about to ask why Loth-Lorien, but I thought better of it. And bit my tongue partly because my father gave me a look that said we would talk of it later. I sighed and we left Elrond to study the matter.

I can't believe it I have a father! Well, of course I have a father, I mean I wouldn't be here. But, my mom who I grew up with that means that she is not my mom. Who is? Maybe, I should not ask Gan- I mean my father it might bring back to many memories. I mean they say he appeared in the beginning of the third age, so I will not ask. I wonder how many people know that he is a Maia? Does anyone?