Estel | Aragorn Fanfiction

Reforged

Going to go back a bit in the story. To just before Eleniel wakes from her dream so don't get confused or anything.

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"She's been sleeping for a long time." Arwen said sadly, looking at the she-elf that occupied the bed. Eleniel had been sleeping for about a week now. The colour had slowly returned to her cheeks and her hair seemed to get shinier. Her Ada, Glorfindel and her brothers were also there visiting the fair maiden. All of them wondered what it was that ailed her. Lord Elrond was one of the best healers in all of Arda so they did not understand why she still slept.

"I do not know what is wrong," Elrond said, his frustration showing clearly for he could not help his friend. "I have tried everything."

Glorfindel looked at the Elven Lord sadly. He knew that his friend felt much frustration and grief for not being able to help Eleniel. "We know my friend. Do not give up hope, she shall wake."

The Elven Lord smiled gratefully at him before the room once again filled with silence. The siblings only wanted to get to know the fair maiden, maybe hear some stories of their grandmother when she was younger while Glorfindel and Elrond could not help thinking of why she was in Imladris. They of course were happy but the Lady Eleniel had not been seen by so many people for a countless amount of years so for her to show herself to them.... Something was wrong. They spent that evening in Lord Elronds office discussing what it is that Eleniel could be here for and came up empty handed with only headaches and further frustrations that alcohol could not help them overcome.

It was only the next day when the subject of their thoughts finally awoke. Everyone was there. The twins and Arwen laughing and joking amongst themselves while Glorfindel and Elrond spoke animatedly on more serious topics. The group were rapidly losing hope that Eleniel would ever wake but it seemed that the Valar heard their prayers for they heard a low groan come from the bed.

They watched as her eyes slowly slid open when Glorfindel ran over to her bedside and exclaimed, "You're awake!". The rest of the group followed his actions with Lord Elrond sat next to Glorfindel on Eleniel's left while his children stood behind him, happy that the lady was awake and alive.

The siblings watched as she turned her eyes towards them gasping when they looked upon her beauty. The fair maiden was beautiful as she slept but she was absolutely breathtaking when she was awake especially when she smiled brightly at them. Her eyes they thought; they were a brilliant grey colour, something that in all their years they had not seen on any others features.

They watched as her smile seemed to brighten even more when she looked at their Ada and Glorfindel, "Nae saian luume, Elrond, Glorfindel." (It has been too long) she greeted them with a grateful smile for no doubt, saving her. They both returned her smile before embracing her tightly. A soft, almost musical giggle escaped her lips as she hugged her friends back just as tightly.

"Welcome to Imladris, my friend." Lord Elrond greeted her with a smile.

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Although Eleniel had spent about a week resting in bed, Elrond had straight away confined her to the bed stating that she still was not well enough to move about. Eleniel was pissed. Although the visits from Elrohir, Elladan and Arwen certainly lifted her spirits. She was currently telling them stories about their grandmother when she was a little girl.

She told them of how Galadriel would always explore that forest that surrounded their home, claiming she was looking for dwarves and Men. She told them how whenever she went 'exploring', she always came back with twigs in her hair and mud on her clothes and face. The Elves couldn't imagine their proper, perfect grandmother being so childish but they had the proof in the form of Eleniel. Eleniel also gave the twins advice about certain pranks they could play on their Ada and Glorfindel. Was she being a bad influence by encouraging them? Probably. Did she care or was she going to stop? Not really. She only knew that with a war going on, everyone needed to find any means of happiness and laughter. They would come back at all hours of the night in tears as they told their 'tîrada' (Aunt) as they called her all about the pranks they had played on the Elves.