Mila (A Glorfindel Fanfiction)

Bonus Chapter: Nienna's Choice - Part 2

Decades passed by like a blink of an eye for the elflings. Both twin sisters had grown to be ellith with striking and unusual beauty about them. Despite their similar appearance, the two grew up to be two different individuals.

Nina was a scholar; the brightest and youngest in her class. She kept the playful nature that she and both Nienna had when they were but children, yet Nina's playfulness somehow extended into her unquenched thirst for knowledge, way beyond her sister's. It was not to say that Nienna was less bright, but the younger twin preferred to stay behind the shadow of her older sister's spotlight, where things were safe and quiet.

Nienna was good at baking; her skill even matched her mother's. She liked the warm confinement of their kitchen, blanketed in warm baking bread scent, away from nosy people or ellyn trying to catch her attention. Unlike Nina, who bathed herself in all the attention and somehow always managed to use it to get what she wanted to further her quest for 'Science' as she put it.

"Ow!"

Nienna's keen ears picked up the sound, and she immediately moved in an almost inhuman speed to get to her mother's side and in a blink of an eye was holding the person's hand. "Mom!" Exclaimed Nienna, with worry in her voice and expression when she saw blood on her mother's small hand.

"Ah, this damn carrots," Mila grumbled and took her hand from Nienna's grasp and sucked at her sliced finger, "I'm fine, sweety. Tis' but a scratch," she murmured to her, making Nienna sighed a bit. Mila responded by tapping her daughter's arm comfortingly then walked away with finger in her mouth on her way to wash the wound.

"Be careful, mom. Don't rush with this, we still have time to make another batch of carrot cake. I can help. Let me cut the carrots, after I bandage your finger. It can get infected, it can–"

The human woman looked at her daughter, who looked as if they were the same age, and gave her an amused look on her face, making Nienna stopped her speech. "What's so funny?" Nienna asked seriously.

"You sound like you're the mother and I am the child. Might I remind you who's the mom over here?" Mila blurted sassily with a grin that made her look like a young and carefree human girl. It always warmed the half-elf's heart, and reminded her why her ada fell in love with her mom in the first place. Mila might be looking entirely human, a bit plump and clumsy at best, but to Nienna, her mother was beautiful and so charming. Her spirit, even more so.

Nienna sighed and cracked a smile. She rolled her eyes, "Yes, mother. You're the boss," she admitted with a chuckle, "But we really need to take care of that cut. Please let me."

Mila gave in and sat quietly as she watched her now grown up daughter gently tend to her miniscule cut. In this, she realized that Nienna took so much of her ada. Quiet, charming in a serious kind of way, and very caring. Worrisome too, just like Glorfindel.

"Honey, today's supposed to be your day off. You don't have to be here," Mila began, "Don't you and Nina have a dinner party to attend to? You know, the event the youths usually go to during Summer Solstice?"

"I'm just not feeling it today. I like it here more, baking with you," she replied smoothly as she cut the bandage and checked its tension around her mother's finger before securing it. She then looked into her mother's eyes, "Besides, I'm afraid you'll end up stabbing yourself with a kitchen knife if you are left to your own devices."

Mila's mouth formed an O. "I'm not that clumsy!"

Both ladies giggled. Mila gently tapped Nienna's face. "Nienna, you're young. You should enjoy being with your friends. Do what you like."

"I really like it here. I enjoy this. I can meet my friends anytime," Nienna replied as she turned her focus to the carrots that Mila had previously cut.