Characters: Elladan, Elrohir, OFC
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
I have returned to the Elrondionath and their occasional friend and visitor. For these to make sense I must just explain that she is preparing, like the rest of Legolas' elves from Ithilien, to sail West with him. This time they are visiting her.
“Perhaps you are right.” Elrohir said. “We are, after all, peredhel; we know how we fit into life here. Also we can still have contact with our mortal relatives, who are now more closely related to us than they have been for years.”
Somehow it had never occurred to Tindómë that they might worry about life in Valinor – well any more than the other elves who sailed. She sat back onto the trunk she was packing, feeling a real mixture of emotions – she wanted to laugh, cry, possibly shake them… and to hug them closely, all at the same time.