I Will Always Be Here for You

“Ada!?” I screamed, “Will you please listen to me?”
Tears streamed down my face and my bright green eyes were even brighter now.
“Herenya! How many times do I have to tell you, the marraige would give us a good alliance, and besides, Arwen has already found her love, to take her away from that would surely kill her.” My father, Elrond tried to reason.
“She will die anyway with him. And can I not at least have the chance to find love for myself?”
“I would not be able to take back my word now. You will marry Glorfindel, whether by your will or not.”
I rushed out to meet the wind, my long hair twisting and dancing with its many movements. I walked a while and sat on a rock in a garden, my place of peace. I wiped away the tears running down my face.
“What is wrong milady?” Glorfindel asked, approaching me.
“Act not as if you know not Glorfindel! You bloody well do!”
“I know you are upset, but trust me. I will love you, and maybe you will come to love me back.”
“I doubt it.”
Glorfindel leaned in to kiss me but I moved and he got my cheek. He gave me a sad look and walked away. I sensed someone looking at I and I turned, finding an incredibly handsome elf with long, blonde, beautiful hair and the bluest eyes I'd ever seen.
“How long have you been standing there?” I asked the mysterious elf.
“Long enough to know that you do not love him.” He responded.
“And how do you figure that?”
“For one: your eyes are filled with tears. And two: because you said that you doubt you would love him.” By now the elf had come to sit beside me.
“Oh. What is your name, stranger?”
“Legolas Greenleaf, and you?”
“Ah, the prince of Mirkwood. I am Herenya Lotheruanna.”
“Ah, the other daughter.”
“Oh so you have heard of me. Funny, I thought no one had.” I said, looking down.
“And why is that princess?”
“Well because my sister is Arwen, the image of Luthien reborn, I am only the older sister.”
"Oh but if I may protest. You are the spitting image of your mother Celebriant. And, other people may believe that Arwen is the fairest, but in my eyes, you are more beautiful than any other being on this world, be it a small flower, or even, I dare say, your younger sister. She is the night, and you are the day.”
At that I blushed. I had never heard something so beautiful in my life.
“But alas milady, I must go to the council, I do hope to see you again soon.”
And with that, Legolas kissed my hand and walked away, leaving me in awed silence.

I hid in the brush surrounding a small circular meeting room. There were chairs set all around and at one end was my father Elrond, to his right were 2 men, Aragorn son of Arathorn, whom I'd know since he was a child and was now in an infatuation with my sister. And Boromir of Gondor, the son of the steward. To Elrond's left were a few elves, one which was Legolas. Then were 3 dwarves. One was Gimli, and the other was Gloin, Gimli's father, the other I knew not. And then, strange as it sounds, there were 2 halflings, Frodo and Bilbo Baggins. And Gandalf, sat right across from Elrond.
When I passed over the many different people in the cirlce, I thought I caught Legolas' eye and I could only hope that he would not mention it to my father. I couldn't help but notice that through out the council, my eyes always landed on Legolas and it seemed that he knew I was here. I couldn't help but think that he was a beautiful elf, I had never met someone who had appealed to every side of me. He was sweet and sensitive but at the same time I knew he could save me from anyhting and carry me off.
I watched with interest as the fellowship formed and I slowly snuck out after the council was done and went to my room, sleeping and dreaming of Legolas and his blue eyes.
I woke in the morning to say farewell to the fellowship. When everyone was saying their goodbyes I caught a glimpse at Aragorn and Arwen. I couldn't help but think about how I had not been able to find that love, then a picture of Legolas popped into in my head. I quickly ran, heading to my room, a plan brewing in the back of my mind.

The fellowship said their goodbyes and turned out the gate. I briefly wondered where Herenya had gone, I had seen her not two seconds ago. I also knew that she had been, though she was not supposed to be, at the council yesterday. I couldn't help but think that this would not be the last time I would see Herenya Lotheruanna. (Loth means beautiful, Eruanna means grace) At least I hoped. The fellowship had been walking for a good three miles now and the whole time I felt like someone was watching me.
Aragorn slowed beside me.
“Legolas, do you feel a presence among us?” he asked.
“I do, I wonder who or what it could be. I can not tell if it is good or evil.” I answered.
Then there came a sound from the brush and the fellowship stopped completely. They were ready for anything. The only one at ease was Mithrandir.
“All right Herenya, you can come out now.” Mithrandir yelled in to the air.

“Oh, how did you know?” I whined.
“Seriously Herenya, you must know me better then that. I knew you were following us ever since we left Imladris.”
“Oh Mithrandir, please do not send me back. Ada does not understand. He will make me marry Glorfindel. Do not send me back! Please!”
“Now calm down Herenya. If I were going to send you back I would have already.”
“Oh thank you Mithrandir.”
“Besides, I feel as if you might be of some good use to us if you were to come along. And somehow, in this fellowship, lies your destiny.”
Mithrandir's gaze settled on Legolas for a moment. This made me curious but I quickly ignored it.
“Now now, are we just going to stand here all day or are we going to get a move on?" Mithrandir said impatiently.
The fellowship began again and I fell into step beside Legolas. We both looked at eachother and smirked.