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Chapter 18
Eradrin slowly woke up, staring at the bright sunlight filtering into her room. Yawning, she slipped into a light green dress and stepped out of the room. Gliding down the hallway, the elf stopped outside Frodo's room and slowly entered. To her surprise, the hobbit was sitting up in bed, Merry, Pippin, and Sam surrounding him. Gandalf was sitting in a chair next to Frodo's bed, while Elrond was standing half asleep in the corner. Eradrin walked over to Elrond and stood next to him, and murmured in his ear, "I'm guessing Frodo is better." Elrond jumped. He looked tiredly at Eradrin. "Yes. Sorry, I'm very tired; I've been awake for about three days." Eradrin patted his shoulder. "C'mon, let's get you asleep in bed." She led him out the door and into his room. Elrond right away fell asleep on his bed, and the she elf tiptoed out the door and closed it quietly.
Eradrin skipped out of the house into the bright sunlight. Walking down into a garden, she spotted Glorfindel and ran over to meet him. "Mae govannen Glorfindel." She said. He smiled. "Vedui (greetings) Eradrin. Have you seen Frodo lately?" Eradrin nodded. "How is he doing?" "He was sitting up in bed this morning, so I think that is a good sign." Glorfindel breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said, "Oh, I don't know if Elrond told you this, but we will be having visitors here very soon." Eradrin tilted her head to the side. "Who?" She asked. "Just a few dwaves and humans, and elves." Glorfindel replied. Eradrin smiled. "Thanks." And waved goodbye.
The elf walked towards the garden at the front entrance. Suddenly, she heard hooves lightly echoing through the forest beyond the gate. She backed up and moved to the side, and a group of elves on horseback came galloping through. One slid off his horse onto the ground. Eradrin stopped dead. The elf who had just jumped off his horse turned to the side, blond hair shining in the sunlight. Eradrin's breath caught. Is it... him? His half familiar starlight eyes sparkled, and his long hair shone like the sun. Eradrin took a hesitant step forward, heart thrumming. He turned toward Eradrin, and he too stopped completely when he saw her. Suddenly he ran to her, and grabbed her hands, and looked into her eyes. The elf whispered, "Eradrin, is... is that you?"
Eradrin nodded, unable to speak. Finally, she softly whispered, "Legolas?" He too nodded, throat choked. They pulled each other in for a hug. Legolas breathed into her ear, "Never, in all those sixty years, did I forget you. Never." Eradrin silently wept. "Neither did I." She softly replied. They stood together, for what could have been hours or seconds, until the sun rose high in the sky. They finally broke apart, and slowly walked close together back to the Last Homely House.