Erelil's POV
I woke up early the next morning and start to search for bard to see if he had a horse ready for me. When a beautiful mare with a blonde mane and tail run over to me. She placed her head around my back pulling me into a horse hug like Rhoden used to do. "Easy girl, it's nice to meet you too" I say giggling wrapping my arms around her.
Pulling back I examine her and she is a beautiful mare. "You're eyes remind me of someone I used to know" I state looking into her brown eyes.
"I'd n- cainen se na- i granddaughter -o Rhoden" a voice says behind me in Quenya. (Translation: That'd be because she is the granddaughter of Rhoden.) Turning I see a male elf with blonde hair and crown. "Aranel Erelil your nórë have missed tye, ni am tar- Thranduil" he says. (Translation: Princess Erelil your people have missed you, I am King Thranduil.)
"Nice ana oment- i Elven tar-, so ni take -yes tye're símen ana escort me mardi" I say. (Translation: Nice to meet the Elven King, so I take it you're here to escort me home.)
"Vamme exactlime aranel, tye cen- tar na- qua -esse i oronti ni méra" he states. (Translation: Not exactly Princess, you see there is something in the mountain I desire.)
"So tye have lala er ana escort me mardi" I state and he nods his head. (Translation: So you have no one to escort me home.)
"Mime armime ar ni are símen ana retrieve an heirloom, then pole- have a squadron escort tye ana Imladris" he explains. (Translation: My army and I are here to retrieve an heirloom, then can have a squadron escort you to Rivendell.) I want to go to Lothlorien first, but I know King Thranduil does not have the best relationship with my parents and agree to go there first.
"Ehtelë ni care- still maure some sér-, ni pole- wait another amaurea" I assure him. (Translation: Well I do still need some rest, I can wait another day.) "Mal ni londe't seen mime nosse -esse er tucsa ar seventime-er yen. Ni care- vamme mére- ana have ana wait longer then needed" I tell him. (Translation: But I haven't seen my family in one hundred and seventy-one years. I do not want to have to wait longer then needed.)
"-o nút-, ni've had a tent pán- up an tye ar sinya dress an tye ana col-. Tye lótesse freshen up" Thranduil tells me. (Translation: Of course, I've had a tent set up for you and new dress for you to wear. You may freshen up.) A guard escorts me to the tent where a bathtub was already filled with warm water.
I got undressed and entered the water quickly then start cleaning up. Then I get out and dry myself quickly changing into the dress that had been laid out. (Link to dress: http://lianaspaperdolls.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/aqua-and-peach-elf-gown-with-silver-beading.png ). I brushed my hair out then place a circlet on it before stepping out of the tent. (Link to circlet: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/b9/d5/ff/b9d5ffdb929b6e4747ebe2fa565e8fe2.jpg ).
"Bilbo, I didn't expect to see you here" I say when I see the hobbit with a town man.
"Just came to give something to King Thranduil and Bard" he states smiling.
"Where are they?" I ask and he points to a big tent. "Thank you Bilbo" I say before going to the tent and entering it. "Bard how are your people?" I ask.
"They are well, thanks to you Princess Erelil" he says.
"The dress suits you Princess, you look beautiful" Thranduil states.
"Thank you for the dress King Thranduil, but can we please stop with the formalities?" I ask.
"Of course" he says and I turn to the final person in the tent. An elder man with a long beard in grey robes and pointy hat.
"You must be Gandalf the Grey, my father says you have amazing fireworks" I say smiling.
"It's an honour to met you Princess of Light, your family will be over joyed at your return" Gandalf says. "But these are dark times and I fear you'll have to wait a little longer to return home" he tells me.
"Why? Thranduil told me once he had his heirloom back a squadron of his elves would take me to Rivendell" I say confused.
"There is an army of orcs on the way and Thranduil nearly started a war with the dwarves" Gandalf explains.
"Great, at this rate I'll never return home and here I am without my weapons to help in the fight" I grumble.
"As much as I don't want you fighting, I have heard of your fighting skills. You'll face one of my best warriors and if you beat him. I'll lend you some weapons you can borrow" Thranduil tells me. Then I faced one of his captains and won easily, obliviously my fighting instincts remain intact. Even after over a hundred years of no training. So I was given twin swords, bow, quiver that'd never run out of arrows and a few throwing daggers.
A/N
Picture above of Aurora (the mare) and picture on the external link of Elven King Thranduil's elven army.
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