Many Meetings

T.A. 2490

Lothlóríen

"Lord Elrond, what are you doing here?" Thranduil asked.

"Lady Galadriel sent for me to come. What about you?" Elrond asked, closing the book.

"Same as you, and I do believe why."

"Do you now?" Elrond questioned, as he stood up and placed the book back on the shelf.

"Yes, a brief vision was given to me. I saw my son fall in love -." Thranduil said, but was interrupted by Elrond.

"Really? Oh, by the way I am sorry we could not make it to see your son when he was born."

"I understand completely. You were busy, as always, but yes really. Though she is not from Greenwood she is from...Rivendell."

"Interesting," Elrond said, "and do you know who she is by any chance? I possibly could have seen her, at least once or more."

"Yes, but I am afraid you have not meet her, yet."

"What do you mean?" Elrond asked, knowing the answer.

"Well, she seems to be a young elf, even younger than my son."

"Really? So you have no idea on who she could?"

"Well, I have a guess," King Thranduil said with a pause. "and forgive me if I am wrong, but it would seem she is your...daughter." He finished holding his breath.

With this he saw a small smile come across Elrond's face.

"It would seem I am not the only one who has seen it."

Thranduil released, his holding breath and asked.

"Did you hear a strange voice afterwards?"

Lord Elrond, froze in remembering its message.

"Yes, what did it say to you?"

"Said, faith would be cruel. And you?"

"Said, the choices that will be made, will determine both, my daughter and your sons' faith." Elrond replied.

"So what do we do now?"

"Enforce it." A female voice said.

Elrond looked behind King Thranduil and the King turned as well, to see Lady Galadriel standing by the door.

~~~

Celebrían and Regeína came upon a stream that went through the gardens. They have been talking about their families and how each other have been. After a moment of silence, Regeína had to ask.

"Are you pregnant, Celebrían?"

Celebrían stopped and turned to her friend, making her stop has well.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Oh, Celebrían I am so sorry, it was wrong for me to assume that you were." Regeína said quite ashamed.

"No, do not apologize, Regeína you assumed right. I just did not expect you to ask me that way."

Regeína let out a sigh, as they started walking again.

"So how far are you?"

"Six months." Celebrían said with a pause.

Regeína looked at her friend in disbelief.

"Celebrían do not lie to me. You look nowhere near six months, three at the most."

Celebrían let out a deep sigh. This was true that she was six months, and looked like three. Everyone has told her this, everyone was shocked to know that she was this far along. You can not tell that she was even expecting until she sat down or was lying down, and even then she looks so small.

"I am sorry Regeína, but I am."

"But, Celebrían you are so small, you can not be six months!" The Queen said as they approached the stream.

Celebrían leaned against a tree and slowly lowered herself to the ground, which formed a small bump on her stomach.

"That is what I fear Regeína. My mother, my husband say that I am fine, they say the baby is fine. But, I do not feel fine."

"Do not worry Celebrían, if your mother and Lord Elrond say, that you and her are healthy then she is fine and so are you." Replied Regeína setting down across from Celebrían.

"She?" Celebrían asked. "How do you know it is a girl?"

~~~

"Lord Elrond, King Thranduil." Galadriel said.

"Lady Galadriel." They both said with a bow and Galadriel nodded as she made her way towards them.

"It is good to see the both of you. I am sorry for the urgency, but it is important."

"Lady Galadriel, what is so important that you needed us so?" Elrond asked.

"Frist, what ever is said in this room stays between the three of us. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Lady Galadriel." They both chimed.

"Good."

"Now, what is so important?" Thranduil asked.

"Six months, ago l looked into my mirror and saw two young elflings. One from Rivendell, " She said looking at Elrond, " and the other from Greenwood, " she said looking at Thranduil.

"And what does this have to do with us." Thranduil asked, clearly knowing were it was going.

"The elf from Greenwood just happens to be your son, not like you did not know that."

"I am sorry, but do you think -"

"She does not think, she knows." Elrond said.

"'Hanna le,' Elrond,'' Galadriel stated, ''and not just because you're my son-in-law."

Thranduil scoffed. "Favorite."

Both Galadriel and Elrond rolled their eyes.

"Anyway, who is the one from Rivendell?" Thranduil continued to ask.

"You were right, when you thought the young maiden, was younger than the Prince." Galadriel responded.

"So what would the age difference be?" Thranduil asked again.

Lady Galadriel opened her mouth, but Elrond answered for her, not looking at Thranduil.

"Three years."

"So, Celebrían is expecting then."

"She has been for the past six months." Galadriel enlightened Thranduil.

"Oh,...you are......good." Thranduil whispered leaning towards Elrond.

Elrond rolled his eyes, again, trying not to laugh.

"Must you do that?" Elrond asked.

"I would like to know, how you did not see it coming." Galadriel said.

"To be honest I do not even remember -." Elrond said, but was cut off by Galadriel.

"I do not need any details."

"You asked."

"I stick to my last statement." Thranduil stated.

Galadriel gave a small laugh and Elrond had a smile appear on his face.

~~~

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