Note: Wow! I am so surprised at the amount of people reading this story (and it has only been up a few days. The readership is growing much faster than its sister story 'Nariel the Red') I even managed to get my partner to read it and he has never read any of my fan fiction (considering I've been writing for ten years and he's known me for 7 this is a bit strange) Anyway I seem to be straying from the point. Thank you to everyone who is reading this and special thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. I know it's a cliché but reviews really do make me type faster.
I'm sorry for the short chapter, but I have food poisoning.
Also for those who do not know TA1975 was the year Glorfindel led the elven forces in the battle of Fornost to face the witch king.
- PT
Athrana (Wandering Shadow)
Chapter 6- Family
TA3018, September
Revenge was destructive Athrana thought. Well that was obvious, she only had to look around the carnage of her latest fight to know that. She had always watched Rivendell, but recently she found herself keeping further and further inside the borders. This was partly due to the orcs more pronounced presence there, but it was also because she had realised how little revenge satisfied her now.
Now she was sitting on a tree branch watching her brother and Glorfindel. She found herself watching her family more and more these days. As if she could live a normal life through them. She had always thought of Glorfindel as family, even before he and Erestor admitted their feelings for one another.
TA1975
Athriel was on her way to meet the twins before she realised she had forgotten the book she intended to bring. With a sigh she turned back and went back into her room. The room was a mess. Frantically she searched the shelves, where had she left it. Elrohir had lent it to her as a distraction while Glorfindel was away. She had finished it quickly and now that he was beck she intended to return the much loved tome. Unfortunately she couldn't find it. It wasn't in her sitting room or in the bedroom. Wait, hadn't she been reading it in Erestor's rooms? She had spent as much time with her brother as possible recently.
With a sigh she opened the connecting door. "Erestor have you seen..." She stopped as the two elves on the sofa in front of her jumped. "Athriel?" Erestor shrieked "I thought you were out for the night?" Athriel smirked at the two half clad elves in front of her. Erestor was trying to hide himself under the blanket that draped the rather small and intimate piece of furniture while Glorfindel sat with his head in his hands.
Athriel spotted the book she was looking for on the mantel piece. She picked it up and waved it, her smirk still in place. "I forgot my book" With that she turned to leave, but stopped at the door. "Oh and Erestor" she turned back to them. "Have fun"
Athriel laughed her way all the way to the twins' rooms. As she opened the door she yelled to Elladan. "Elladan you owe me a new knife in our wager." He raised an eyebrow as she sat down handing the book to his brother. "Which wager is this?" Athriel laughed picking up her wine glass. "Just wait till you hear what I just walked in on..."
As the two elves made their way through the gardens and back inside Athriel noticed Estel and the twins leaving the stables. "Where is the grey pilgrim sending you now?" Estel sighed as he mounted the horse. "To Bree. I am to meet the hobbits there." The twins nod and ready their own steeds. "What are you doing?" Estel asked. "We are going with you of course." Estel raised an eyebrow. "Ada has an errand for us elsewhere but we can come with you as far as the greenway at least.
Athrana's ears pricked. Something important was happening. There had been a lot of movement to and from the Elven Valley recently. That combined with the increased enemy activity worried her. As the three made their way out of Rivendell Athrana followed close behind.