Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 11 The Second Daughter. The cute little Estel comes back in this chapter. Also, Galadriel will be talking to her granddaughter in this chapter. Not too much in this chapter, but there will be interactions between the granddaughter and grandmother. Also, I believe the Rivendell chapters will be a lot longer than I thought they would be. There will probably be two more chapters in Rivendell after this one just to make sure that I fit everything in and have scenes of my own written as well. I wanted to have fun writing all of the Rivendell chapters and I got to do that with this. Without further ado Chapter 11.

Chapter 11

One Hell of a Food Fight

Lord Elrond had finished looking at his daughter's shoulder taking care of it. "You were very lucky." He told her in elvish. He put his hand lightly on her injured shoulder. "You could've had a more serious injury if you were not careful." He shook his head. "Go and get ready. I am sure that your friends are waiting for you. I am also sure that you would like to play with the rest of them in light of the midsummer beginning."

Aranduriel nodded her head and got up to her feet. She grabbed her things carefully in her hands and slowly began to walk to her room. How was she going to hide the fact that she was a lady here in Rivendell? She knew that Balin and Thorin were the only ones that had known who she was thanks to her visiting Erebor years ago. Before the dragon had taken it. She moved down the hall that was familiar to her. She found the door to her room and went inside of it. She smiled a small sad smile when she looked around her room. It had been months since she had last been in this room and everything was still the way that she had left it. She went to her wash basin and cleaned up some.

She went to her closet and pulled out one of the gowns that was in there. It had been indeed a while since she had last worn a gown, but she had to make her father happy wearing one. She had picked out a red one that had silver in it.

There was a knock on the door.

She went to the door and opened it. It was her ladymaid. "Linriel."

"My lady." The brown-haired woman bowed her head. "Your father wished for me to help you."

Aranduriel nodded her head knowing that her father would want her to have help due to her arm being wrapped up. "Come in, Linriel." She said moving out of the way to allow the brown-haired maiden into her room.

Linriel helped Aranduriel into her dress and fixed her hair. Linriel couldn't believe how her Lady's hair was at that moment. It was the worst that she had ever seen. She put the braids in her hair just like she had done in the past. She reached for a silver circlet and placed it on her head. "You look lovely my lady." She said, bowing her head.

Aranduriel looked at Linriel. "Thank you."

"I am sure that your friends are waiting for you."

Aranduriel sucked the air in through her teeth. She knew that she was going to be in trouble. She hadn't told anyone that she was an elf lord's daughter. It meant that she was going to be in huge trouble with them and probably lose the respect of those she had earned it from. But she knew that this was the only way. At that moment she knew that everyone including Bilbo would hate her. "Yes, I am sure that they are." She said softly. She knew that she and Thorin would talk about what would become of her when they decided to leave Rivendell.

Linriel bowed her head leaving the room.

Aranduriel grabbed onto the bottom of her gown. She knew that this was not going to be easy meeting up with the company dressed like this. She took a deep breath and left her room. She walked down the halls silently. She was trying to make sure that she reached where she was supposed to be without being noticed by all of the elves who knew that she had disappeared. She already knew that when she saw Estel next she was going to have to explain to the young lad that it was not his fault that she had left and wouldn't be the reason why she left after being here for a short amount of time. She walked up the stairs that led out to the courtyard. She saw that her violin was waiting for her and she picked it up carefully in her hands. She walked up the stairs and began to play it, blending in with the rest of the elves that were playing.

"Try it. Just a mouthful." She heard Dori say to someone.

"I don't like green food," Ori said to his brother.

"Where's the meat?" Dwalin asked. His voice was laced with confusion.

"Have they got any chips?" Ori asked.

"Kind of you to invite us," Gandalf said following Elrond. "Not really dressed for dinner."

"Well, you never are." He said, chuckling lightly at the grey wizard.

Aranduriel looked and saw that her father was leading them to the head table. She smiled in hopes that Thorin would at least show more respect than he had earlier.

"I can't say I fancy Elf maids myself, too thin," Kili said, defending himself from the looks that he was getting from a few members of the company.

Aranduriel rolled her eyes. Kili was looking at one of the elf maids. Sometimes it made her wonder about the lad.

"They're all high cheekbones and creamy skin. Not enough facial hair for me. Although that one there is not bad." Kili said, looking at one of the elves.

Aranduriel turned her head and knew exactly who it was. She suppressed a laugh. Maybe this would teach young Kili to keep his mouth shut and his eyes from wandering.

"That's not an Elf maid," Dwalin said, leaning across the table.

The dwarves that sat at the table began to laugh at Kili.

"That's funny," Kili said. His pride was hurt that he hadn't known that it was a male elf that he was indeed looking at.

She continued to play her violin not even listening to whatever else was going on around her. She thought that it was right that she didn't listen in on any more conversations. She felt a pair of eyes on her and she looked out of the corner of her eyes. She noticed that Fili was looking at her with wide eyes. It was as if he hadn't seen an elf maiden wearing a gown like this, but then again she stuck out like a sore thumb due to the colors that she wore. She closed her eyes and continued to play her violin. She heard Thorin excuse himself from the table.

"Change the tune, why don't you?" Nori complained, rubbing his ears. "I feel like I am at a funeral."

Aranduriel stopped playing and looked at the thief dwarf. She had to admit their music was something that they were not used to and with her being around them she found out that she had loved the music of the dwarves more than she did with her own. She knew that dwarves liked fiddle music and foot-thumping music.

"Did someone die?" Oin asked, yelling. He didn't hear Nori right at all.

"Alright lads, there is only one thing for it," Bofur said jumping up and getting on a plinth causing the elves to stop playing.

Aranduriel laughed lightly. She knew that this was going to be a treat for them. But she knew that her people would not be accepting of this and her father would probably have a fit.

There's a

There is an inn, a merry old inn

Beneath an old grey hill

Aranduriel switched from the music that made her father happy and went right to playing music that would make the dwarves happy. She played her violin like it was like a fiddle.

Fili looked over at Aranduriel and a small smile when he saw that she was playing something that they would like. He looked over at his uncle who was drinking and tapping his foot as Bofur sang.

And there they brew a beer so brown

That the Man in the Moon himself came down

One night to drink his fill.

The dwarves began to throw food around causing the elves to look very uncomfortable with what was going on.

The elves looked at Aranduriel with a shocked look hating the fact that she was playing like the dwarves normally would. They would have to question their lady about how she knows such a music talent like that.

The ostler has a tipsy cat

That plays a five-stringed fiddle;

And up and down he saws his bow

Now squeaking high, purring low,

Now sawing in the middle.

More food was beginning to fly.

Aranduriel ducked a few times so she wouldn't get hit by the food that was flying from the dwarves. She was able to keep up with the song which wasn't too hard because Bofur was keeping it relatively easy for her to keep up with playing-wise.

So the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,

a jig that would wake the dead.

He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,

While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon.

"It's after three!" he said.

Kili threw something and it almost hit Lindir.

Aranduriel almost dropped her violin. She laughed at how Lindir looked. She couldn't help it.

Lord Elrond looked at her daughter with a scolding look. But he hadn't heard his daughter laughing in so long. She was gone for so long so her laughing made him smile. Even if it was at Lindir's expense of almost getting hit with something that the young dwarf, Kili had thrown.

Aranduriel put her violin down on one of the empty tables so she didn't drop it from laughing so much. She looked over at her father and saw that he was giving her a look of disappointment. Aranduriel bit her lip and moved quickly out of the room.

Fili looked in confusion. He was trying to figure out why she had left in a hurry. He excused himself from the table and got up.

"Fili…" Thorin called out to his nephew, but Fili had left the company. Thorin rubbed his head. He didn't approve of how his nephew was acting around Aranduriel. He knew that Aranduriel's secret needed to be revealed to the rest of the company that she was a lady here in Rivendell. Lord Elrond's daughter.

Fili followed Aranduriel and didn't notice that it was beginning to get darker. He saw a young child running up to her.

"Ara!" Estel yelled, launching himself at the black-haired elf maiden.

Aranduriel caught the young boy before he fell. She hugged him tightly in her arms. "Oh Estel it is good to see you again." She said as she smoothed his unruly black hair. A soft smile on her face as she took in the sight of the young boy, that she missed so dearly.

"Why did you leave?" Estel said as tears rolled from his eyes. "I thought it was my fault that you left."

Aranduriel rubbed his back. "Estel it wasn't your fault." She told the ten-year-old. She had never meant to leave him for this long.

"But Elladan and Elrohir said it was," Estel said tattling on her twin brothers.

Aranduriel shook her head. "Never believe what they say. They are mad that I left."

Estel locked his blue eyes with her gray-blue eyes. "Why did you leave?"

"Estel I cannot tell you why I left." She said softly, placing a kiss on his forehead.

"Are you going to leave again?" He asked softly. He was really hoping that she wouldn't leave again. He would miss her too much.

"Estel I have to. It is my job." She said softly. "How about this?"

Estel looked up at her curiously. "What?"

"How about I sing to you?" She said softly. "It is your bedtime after all." She patted him on the top of the head.

Estel nodded his head. The poor lad looked like he was going to fall asleep in her arms.

Aranduriel carried the young lad towards his room. She felt someone watching her and following her. She looked out of the corner of her eyes and saw Fili there. How long had he been watching her and following her? Not that she minded, but no one was supposed to know about Estel due to who he was to become. She carried Estel to his room. She put him down on his feet. "Go get dressed for bed." She told him with a small smile. "I will wait out here until you are finished."

Estel nodded his head and went into his room.

Aranduriel closed her eyes. "I know you are there Fili." She told him.

Fili came out of the shadows. "How did you know that I was here?" He questioned. He felt bad that he was spying on her after all of this time. But he was curious about who the child was and why the child acted like she was his mother. Not unless Aranduriel was married. And if she was indeed married, why in Mahal was she on this quest with them to reclaim Erebor?

"I am not deaf Fili. I heard you and felt your eyes on me. It wasn't that hard to know that you were there."

"Who is the kid?" He asked softly. He was hoping that the young boy that was with her was not hers. It would end up breaking his heart if she was already married.

"Lord Elrond's ward. I only take care of him and help him with his studies. He is an only child and his mother can't care for him since his father passed away when he was two years old." She told Fili. "You should go back to the company. I am sure that your uncle is looking for you."

Fili felt his face grow red. So the child wasn't hers, but there was still that chance that she was married and might have had an elfling running around. He could only hope though. "Thorin can wait."

"No, you know he won't," Aranduriel said, shaking her head. "Besides, we have come a long way to get here and we need to rest."

Fili looked at her shoulder that he knew was still injured. "And how are your shoulders and ribs?"

Aranduriel locked her blue grey eyes with his blue ones. "Fine. It will take some time to heal my shoulder and ribs, but I will be alright." She told him with a smile. "No need to worry." She shook her head. "Go get some rest. You look like you are about to fall asleep." She told him her voice was laced over with concern.

Fili smiled at her. "I will see you in the morning?" He questioned softly looking up into her grey blue eyes.

"Yes, you will Fili." She told him. She knew that it might be hard for him to see her in the morning due to the fact that her father wished to speak to her and she was most likely going to get a stern talking to with Gandalf being right there. She wasn't sure about Fili being able to trust her once he found out that she was related to Lord Elrond. It scared her a lot actually and she was nervous that Fili wouldn't talk to her again afterwards.

"Have a good night." He told her softly.

Aranduriel smiled. "You too Fili."

Fili began to walk down the path that led toward where the company was most likely. He knew that KIli was probably looking for him and he would probably be questioned by Thorin about why he had been gone for so long.

Aranduriel heard the door open to Estel's room.

"I am ready." He said tiredly.

Aranduriel came into the room. She followed Estel and the young boy crawled into bed. She tucked him in. "What shall I sing?" She asked him softly.

Estel looked up at her. "About the elf maiden who fell in love with a mortal." He said softly with a small sad smile on his lips.

Aranduriel nodded her head. She softly began singing the song that Estel wanted her to sing.

The leaves were long, the grass was green,

The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,

And in the glade a light was seen

Of stars in shadow shimmering.

Tinuviel was dancing there

To music of pipe unseen,

And light of stars was in her hair,

And in her raiment glimmering.

There Beren came from mountains cold,

And lost he wandered under leaves,

And where the Elven-river rolled

He walked alone and sorrowing.

He peered between the hemlock-leaves

And saw in wonder flowers of gold

Upon her mantle and her sleeves,

And her hair like shadowing following.

Enchantment healed his weary feet

That over hills were doomed to roam;

And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,

And grasped at moonbeams glistening.

Through woven woods in Elvenhome

She lightly fled on dancing feet,

And left him lonely still to roam

In the silent forest listening.

He heard there of the flying sound

Of feet as light as linden-leaves

Or music welling underground,

In hidden hollows quavering.

Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,

And one by one with sighing sound

Whispering fell the breechen leaves

In the wintry woodland wavering.

He sought her ever, wandering far

Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,

By light of mood and ray of star

In frosty heavens shivering.

Her mantle glinted in the moon,

As on a hilltop high and far

She danced, and at her feet was strewn

A mist of silver quivering.

When winter passed, she came again,

And her song released the sudden spring,

Like rising lark, and falling rain,

And melting water bubbling.

He saw the elven-flowers spring

About her feet, and healed again

He longed by her to dance and sing

Upon the grass untroubling.

Again she fled, but swift he came.

Tinuviel! Tinuviel!

He called her by her elvish name,

And there she halted listening.

One moment stood she, and a spell

His voice laid on her: Beren came,

And doom fell on Tinuviel.

That in his arms lay glistening.

As Beren looked into her eyes

Within the shadows of her hair,

The trembling starlight of the skies

He saw their mirrored shimmering.

Tinuviel the elven-fair,

Immortal maiden elven-wise,

About him cast her shadowy hair

And arms like silver glimmering.

Long was the way that fate them bore,

O'er stony mountains cold and grey,

Through halls of iron and darkling door,

And woods of nightshade morrowless.

The Sundering Seas between them lay,

And yet at last they met once more,

And long ago they passed away

In the forest singing sorrowless.

Aranduriel looked down at saw that Estel was asleep. She placed a soft kiss upon his forehead. She stood up and went towards her room.

Meanwhile with the dwarves Fili rejoined the company.

"Fili, you know that you shouldn't have gone out on your own." Thorin scolded his nephew.

"I was with Ara."

"Lord Elrond's daughter." Thorin spat out.

Fili looked at his uncle with wide eyes.

"You looked shocked Fili." Thorin said crossing his arms.

"She would have told me that she was a lady." Fili said softly.

"No, she wouldn't have told you."

"You are wrong." Fili said looking at Thorin his eyes were wide.

"No, I knew her from years ago. She is Lord Elrond's daughter."

Fili felt hurt. How could Aranduriel not tell them about her being a Lady of Rivendell? Was she that afraid of them knowing? It still hurts though that she didn't trust them with important information? Maybe she was truly spoken for by an elf lord. He could only hope that it was not true.

Meanwhile Aranduriel had gone to bed. She was dressed in the lightest clothes that she could have for the night. She was already asleep. Sometimes her grandmother, Lady Galadriel, showed up in her dreams. Tonight was going to be one of those nights in so long. And it was a comforting thing when her grandmother visited her dreams.

"Aranduriel." Lady Galadriel called to her granddaughter.

Aranduriel looked at her grandmother. "Grandmother." She said softly coming up to the golden haired elvish woman.

Lady Galadriel smiled at her.

"What have you come to me for?" She questioned her grandmother softly.

Lady Galadriel put her hand on her granddaughter's shoulder. "I know why you left home."

Aranduriel looked at her grandmother. "I kind of would have guessed that you knew." She said softly. Her hands nervously twitched at her sides.

"I've come to tell you that you must continue on with this journey."

Aranduriel looked confused at her grandmother. "What?"

"You will be needed in this quest. We do not know what this quest will lead to Aranduriel." Her grandmother told her solemnly.

Aranduriel bit her lip.

"You have strong ties to the line of Durin. Your gifts will be needed in the end. Thorin Oakenshield will know what a true friend."

Aranduriel scoffed. "Thorin Oakenshield has already made it clear that he no longer wants me as his friend."

"He will need you in the end. Kili and Fili, his nephews, seem to have taken a liking to you." She said, as she turned away from her granddaughter.

Aranduriel looked at her grandmother in confusion. What was in her mind. "What?"

"One more than the other. The blond." Her grandmother looked over her shoulder at Aranduriel.

Aranduriel looked at her grandmother. "Fili and I are only friends." She said shyly. "Besides, he is a dwarf and I am half-elven. There would be no chance of us even being together.'

Lady Galadriel looked at her granddaughter. "Look into your heart. You will know what is right, my granddaughter."

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This is the end of chapter 11. I know that this is probably a very long chapter. Please let me know what you all think of this chapter. I really would like to know how I am doing. I had a little bit of a problem writing this chapter because I wasn't sure if I wanted Aranduriel's secret to be told. But I decided it was best for Thorin to tell on her and reveal that she was Lord Elrond's daughter. Now there are probably going to be repercussions for what happened thanks to Thorin. During the time that she was singing and being with Estel Thorin, Lord Elrond, Bilbo, Gandalf, and Balin were all getting the information from the map. I decided it was best that she wasn't in for that. Because it would end up being an argument between Thorin and Aranduriel. I wanted to save that for another chapter so that is what I was going to do. Please leave in your review what you think the gift that Thorin had given to her was because, in the next chapter, it will be revealed of what it is. I can't wait to see what you guys come up with of what he might have given to her. It will be revealed when they are fighting with each other in the next chapter. I now realize that I am about halfway through The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. I can't wait to show you guys more of this story. I have a lot more planned for this story and that's a promise. I dunno who I'll pair Arandriel within this series. Please let me know who I should pair her with. Until next time.