EVERGLOW

Backstory

INTRODUCTION

CELEBELIN
» Youngest daughter of Galadriel
» Takes mostly after her father through his features, especially his silver hair.
» She has blue eyes like her mother

DELLENOR
» Ruler of the Urialdan race

CELEBÉL
» Only daughter of Celebelin and Dellenor
» Youngest (but not the only) granddaughter of both Celeborn and Galadriel
» Takes after her mother; silver hair and blue eyes, and is a spitting image

For those of you who do not understand the story description that I have made, I made this chapter for you guys. Well, actually, don't skip it, cause its kinda important for the story, its part of it either way. Not only that, but also something to help you guys understand how the story will go. But if any of you people don't get it still, just mention it in the comments and I'll try my best to explain... Lets gooooo!!!

"Celebelin my dear, come." Lady Galadriel says as she reaches out a hand for her daughter to hold.

"Mother, what is it you wish of me?" Celebelin asks in their native tongue, almost grieved as if she feels something is not to go right during this time as she took her mother's outstretched hand in hers.

"He's here" Galadriel said. Celebelin understood right away who it is. But for some strange reason however, she doesn't feel too happy to meet him, she's more of...dreading it. Though why, she knows not.

With no other words exchanged between the two, Celebelin left after letting go of her mother's hand, and standing in the midst of their garden, her betrothed. She ran up to him and they embraced.

Without leaving each other's arms, Dellenor spoke, "I must go my love." At this, they pulled away and stared at each other's eyes. "Must you really go?" She asked, fear for her love dying coated her voice. He connected their foreheads as he spoke. "I have to melthelin, my people need me."

[A/N: Just know that 'melthelin'... I'm not sure what it  truly means. I came up with the word. But if it does translate to something else, pls let me know in the comments. Thank you...

Also, 'melthelin' means 'my love' I only used that word for Urialdan]

She tightened her grip at his arms and closed her eyes "let me come with you. My people can help, I can help. Please..." She spoke pleadingly, even though she already knew what's to come.

He pulled away and looked at her piercing ocean blue eyes. He smiled sadly and gave her a peck on her lips. "You know I can't my love" he spoke, his voice having a little bit of an accent, as he placed his palm on her stomach that has a bit of a bump. "You know..?" It wasn't quite a question, more of a statement as she stared at him with wide eyes.

He smiled at her once again and pulled her closer, wrapping her in his arms, cradling her upper body as he answered. "Of course I know love. What makes you think I won't notice? And to think that I'll let you go out there and fight while you carry our child. I forbid that ever happening. Never in my lifetime, nor yours."

She sighed and rested her head on his chest and held him a little more tighter, honestly thinking that she didn't want to join the fight because of her condition, all she wanted to do was help him. "What if you don't come back? What can I do then?" She asked after a moments silence from the two of them. "You won't lose me..." He paused for a moment, then continued after an idea came through him. "But, if I won't come back. We shall name our child just in case, I still have time before I go." He said as he clasped her small hands in his and stared at her eyes.

With that idea imbedded in their minds, they both thought of a name. 'Aurelius' if the child were to be a boy, and 'Celebél' if the child were to be a girl.

After few more minutes in peaceful - as peaceful as they can make out before the dread comes over - silence. They let go and they kissed for one last time before he left and took off to fight for his people.

She was left alone by the gates, not until she felt a comforting hand placed on her shoulder did she turn around and saw her older sister, Celebrian, standing there with open arms. She ran to her and cried on her shoulder as her sister gave her comfort as much as she could.

"Come, you need to rest." Celebrian said then led them both to Celebelin's room and there she left her to rest.

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A few days has passed and they finally received word about the war that waged between the Urialdans and the Uruks. They found out the Uruks all died, but they still don't know how the Urialdans are doing. They could be hiding for safety, or maybe even all dead of starvation or even worse. Even with the unnatural abilities the Urialdans have, it does not make them immortal, and they knew that.

Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months. Still no sign of them. Which soon led her to believe that they could be dead. Every one of them. But she still held on to the thin line of hope that he would return, not only to her, but to the little bundle of joy she is cradling around her arms. All she wants is to have him back, and to help raise their little star; Celebél.

A few more months have passed and she received a strange letter in her room. She opened it and read the letter.

"Melthelin..." That one word of message alone made her heart leap with joy and tears of relief spring forth from her eyes at the thought that he is actually alive. Her hands shook so much of her relief, so much she sat down on her bed and went on and read the letter.

"I know I have not been letting you know of how I am. But I am safe, though as of now only. I pray this letter finds you, and if it has, just know that I wished things did not go as how it has. When our child is born, don't let him or her out of Lothlorien. She will be in danger and I do not wish for that. Please, my love, stay strong for me. Don't ever give up my Star. Always shine bright as you always do. I won't be able to be there for you. But don't forget I love you so much and our child too. I'll always watch over you both... I love you. Π."

She couldn't believe it. One second it was relief and happiness but then the next it was now dread and grief. As the tears flowed down her cheeks, she unwrapped the small package it came with. In it, two necklaces of the same design. Not entirely, it was more like a piece of a puzzle of some sort. It has a chain that was made of mithril, the lightest and strongest metal there is in Middle Earth.

They were both of the same size, though can also be readjusted. She held them in her hands and slowly, she cried her heart out and not a moment too soon, she felt two arms then four wrap around her small figure as she cried and cried for the loss of her betrothed.

Right then she thought of sailing to the undying lands, however, they heard a wail of an infant as though she herself could feel the same pain her mother does. Celebrian took the small child from her cradle and gave her to her mother. Both look so the same it looked like she inherited nothing from her father at all.

Celebél placed her hand on one of her mother's cheek and there a small, faint, glowing light of yellow emitted from where the child placed her hand on. At that moment, all Celebelin felt was a sense of calmness, tranquility, peace. And with that, she slept with her child wrapped in her arms safely, the others, Celebrian and Galadriel, then filed out the room and left the mother and the infant to rest.

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Hello. I know this might be a little too far from the past, but pls bear with me. Also, this story takes place with the Lord Of The Rings trilogy (if that isn't already obvious)... I also planned to publish this after it was finished, but the longer it stayed in my drafts, the more weird things happen, ones that I don't know if I can explain.

Anyway, thank you for giving this story a chance, also, please font forget to vote. Once again, thank you!!!