Chapter Two, Rivendell

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"How do you know my name?" Ninfea asked suspiciously, though she did lower her wand but only slightly as she wasn't getting any bad feelings about the dwarfs in front of her.

"My dear girl I think you know why I know your name." Lord Elrond stated. "The Valar sent me a vision about you a few days ago, about why you would be coming and what had happened to you, that is why we are in the forest waiting for you so I can take you back to Rivendell and take care of you if you'd agree with it, you could become my daughter and my Ward, and you'd be taught how to use a bow and arrow along with a sword by my guards and my Prince Legolas Greenleaf if you so wish." Ninfea thought about what Lord Elrond was saying and about what the Valar had said to her. The Valar had told her that she would find a Lord Elrond who would always protect her if he could and that he would be the constant father figure she had always craved for if she agreed to be his daughter and Ward. They had also told her that in a few years she would find her True Soul Mate.

There was silence in the forest clearing as all of the elves gathered waited for Ninfea to make a decision, they didn't have to wait much longer as a few minutes later Ninfea answered albeit hesitantly as she looked at all of them warily. "If I come to Rivendell I'll be able to leave if I wanted to right? I don't mean to be rude Lord Elrond it's just I find it hard to trust people." Ninfea explained but all Lord Elrond did was beam at her.

"That's perfectly alright Ninfea I understand, but I am here if you ever need to talk. And you needn't call me Lord Elrond you can just call me Elrond if you wish. And after you become my daughter and Ward, if you agree to it that is, you may call me Papa. Now let us return to Rivendell to get you sorted out Ninfea." Lord Elrond said helping her onto his horse and sitting behind her they began the short journey back to Rivendell.

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It had been five years since Ninfea had arrived in Rivendell, she was now twenty two but still she looked like she should be half way through secondary school a thing that she cursed the Dursleys and Dumbledore about often. While she had been at Rivendell she had been taught the Elvish Tongue and her Papa has been teaching her how to read Moon Runes in both ancient Elvish and ancient dwarfish. Two years after Lord Elrond had taken her in she had allowed him to adopt her after she had told him all about her past, he had told her that if she had ever need of him he would always be there to listen, though there was a downside to letting him know all that happened to her as he had become over protective and so had her four older brothers, Elladan and his twin Elrohi (who were the eldest but they lived in the Woodland Realm with their wives Lorelei and Abrianna so she didn't see them often along with her sister who also lived there with her husband) and Solis (who was the third oldest) and Lunam (who was the youngest out of her brothers and he was also a prankster). Solis and Lunam rarely let her out of their sights when she was in Rivendell and when they weren't close by her Papa or Lindir was close by keeping an eye on her.

The only time her Papa and brothers had let her out of their sights was when she went to their Kin in Mirkwood to visit her eldest brothers and her sister (though her sister Arwen didn't like her much and just merely tolerated her for their brothers and fathers sake) while she was there she had gotten advanced training from Prince Legolas Greenleaf, who had become a fast friend after he had deflated his head a bit.

During her stay in the Woodland Realm King Thranduil Greenleaf had wanted to see her as Legolas had grown close to her and he had wanted to formally introduce himself to her as she was Lord Elrond's daughter and Ward, she had stayed there for two years enhancing her skills with a sword and a bow and arrow and getting to know her other siblings. She had even beaten the famous Legolas a few times without magic a thing that he was still sore about as her brothers like to gloat about it.

* Lord Elrond's P.O.V.:

I leaned against one of the pillars in the court yard near the pool as I watched my little Ninth mess around with her brothers and her friends in the water, she was the happiest he had seen her, her bright emerald eyes had started to get the life back into them, though it was not all there. I knew she was still plagued by the horrors or her past something that I could do nothing about no matter how much it pained me to see her with such fear and pain in her bright emerald eyes.

Shaking such thoughts out my head I turned back to the water to hear her tinkling laugh as she and Lunam pushed Solis under the water. They had become even more protective of her as of late, something that I agreed with whole heartedly what if all the suitors that kept coming up to me asking my permission to court her one of them being Legolas Greenleaf all of which Ninfea had turned down due to none of them being her Soul Mate and she had told me explicitly not to except any courting offers for her as she only wished to have her Soul Mate from now on after what had happened with her last boyfriend Draco in the other world which I understood completely.

I sighed shaking my head she didn't realise what a beautiful woman she had turned into. Her bright blood red hair that had been down to her waist in curls when she arrived now reached just below her waist in tight curls, which she always kept in three braids with the rest falling gently down her back.

"Hello Papa." Ninfea said from next me making me jump. I glared at her and her brothers who all laughed. "That was not funny Ninth you nearly gave me a heart attack." I said with a mock glare to her which was ruined by the grin spreading across my face. "How are you three?" I asked curiously looking at the three of them closely, taking in Ninfea's eyes at how they were bright but still dull at the same time. "What did you want father?" Solis asked curiously as he wrapped his own towel around Ninfea as well as her own.

"Sol I am not an invalid I can take care of myself and if you've forgotten I have magic so I can dry myself off in seconds." Ninfea complained as she tried to shrug of his towel but Solis was holding it on, she sighed and elbowed him in the stomach smirking and went to stand next to me. I couldn't hold back any longer and laughed along with my two youngest children while Solis glared at us. "How could we forget that you have magic sis when we see you training and duelling with manikins that you made come alive to fight against you." Lunam said shaking his head with a smirk.

"You spend most of your time training either with a bow and arrow, a sword or your magic, and when you're not you and Lunam are playing pranks." Solis said with a fond shake of his head.

"Well someone's got to liven the place up a bit especially with what's coming, I dunno what it is but there's Dark Magic growing out there Papa." Ninfea said looking at me with wide and slightly horrified eyes. I pulled her close to my side not caring that she was wet from the pool and kissed her forehead.

"Now you listen carefully to me Ninth. You're not obligated to fight in this war in fact I know that pretty much everyone here would prefer it if you didn't fight in what is coming even if Saurman doesn't want to believe it know that the people in these Walls all believe you and if you do choose to fight we would be fighting alongside you." I said sincerely to her I smiled when I saw my sons nod their heads with a serious look on their faces. "Now the reason I came here is; Solis, Lunam you're due on guard in ten minutes and Ninth once your changed it is time for our lesson meet me in the study when you're done." I kissed Ninfea's head once more and hugged my sons before heading to the study to wait for Ninfea.

" I kissed Ninfea's head once more and hugged my sons before heading to the study to wait for Ninfea

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