Nolowyn was the sister of Arwen and she felt like the forgotten sibling. Though her father Lord Elrond loves her and doted on her just as much she felt invisible. One day while sitting in the tower studying the map of middle earth a ranger came to ask for shelter from her father. He is tall and rugged and very handome, she knew something faited her to this ranger but didn't know what.
Chapter 1
Calamir
It was a warm day in middle earth, the sun was high, barely any clouds, but luckily, there was a cool breeze. Calamir had traveled far from the city of Dale, he was headed to Gondor to ask King Aragorn about a possible trade treaty between the two kingdoms. It felt like it took years to finally get the city back to its former glory , but finally it was. Being the great grandson of Bard the man who brought down the horrific and powerful Smaug meant that he was the natural choice to make this journey. Much like his great grandfather he was very handsome, brown shoulder length hair, muscular frame, tall, and a scruffy but well kept short beard. But unlike his grandfather he got his deep grey eyes from his grandmother.
He had finally found a stream where he could sit and refill his water pouch and let his horse sandeil refresh himself. As he sat on the waters edge he pulled out his map and began to make a route for the next part of his journey. Unbeknownst to him and his horse, A water snake was slithering toward the waters edge. The horse had caught side of it, and began to buck wildly, causing all of calamir's supplies to end up in the river washing down too far for him to reach. After studying his horse, and tossing the water snake further into the river Calamir sat back down to look at his map to see if there is someplace safe he could stay for the night and restock before taking the rest of his journey. "Well, old boy it looks like we're going to have to stop and Rivindale and see if Lord Elrond's hospitality is as good as everyone says" he spoke to his horse. He gathered up what he had left and set a course toward Rivendale.
The sun was almost setting, but finally he came upon Elvan city that nestled in a beautiful forest, he rode to the gate and began talking with one of the guards. "excuse me, my horse here decided that my supplies was better left for the river gods. Would there be any way that I can stay here for the night and replenish my food so that I may continue my way to Gondor?" The elf guard looked at him and asked "that depends are you friend or foe?" He looked at the guard and smiled, "I am Calamir grandson of bard the great dragon slayer and the master of Dale, and very much friend of rivendale." The guard smiled "Then you are most welcome here!" As Calamir dismounted his horse the guard took the reins and handed him off to an elven woman, "we will take your horse to our stables so he may get some much needed rest and food. Please follow me I will take you to Lord Elrond so you may speak with him about how long you will be staying." As they began to walk through the city Calamir looked up at the magnificent ivory tower and thought he was looking at an angel. Soft porcelain skin, long red hair that blazed like the lava in Mordor, and green mossy eyes that stared into his very soul. Once he talked to Lord Elrond he would have to find this woman that stopped him in his very tracks.