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B2MeM Prompt and Category:There came a time near dawn on the eve of spring, and Lúthien danced upon a green hill; and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world; and the song of Lúthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where her feet had passed. (The Silmarillion, “Of Beren and Lúthien”)
Format:vignette
Genre:gen
Rating:gen
Warnings:none
Characters:Elrond, Celebrian, Galadriel, Celeborn
Pairings:Elrond/Celebrian
Creator’s Notes (optional):How can you follow a quote like that?
Summary:Elrond meets his daughter



I don't own the people or events. They were all conceived by JRR Tolkien. I only birthed a fanfic.

REBORN

The birth had been unremarkable, from a physicians perspective. Of course, Elrond was both physician and doting father upon this occasion, so he could be forgiven for believing that there was nothing unremarkable about his new daughter. For some minutes, after making Celebrian comfortable, he sat by her side, looking into the blue, blue eyes of their child.

“I wonder whether her eyes will remain blue, or whether she will take after you. She has your hair, after all.” Celebrian smiled up at her husband.

Elrond reached out to touch his daughter's palm, grinning when tiny fingers gripped hard upon his. “I care not whether she has dark hair or fair, blue eyes or grey. She is perfect.”

At a whisper beyond the door Celebrian looked up. “I think we have kept the rest of the family waiting long enough. Go and let them in.”

Before Elrond could arise from the bed, however, the door swung open to reveal beaming grandparents and two hesitant older brothers. “No need to get up,” Celeborn assured his marriage son, as he stepped to the bedside to kiss his daughter and smile down at his third grandchild.

Elrohir and Elladan were a little more hesitant, despite having recently entered their majority, and it was Galadriel who shepherded them forward. “Come and greet your new sister.” She allowed the brothers time to admire, then could wait no longer, slipping in to kiss her daughter's brow.

“Have you named her?” asked Elladan.

“We thought . . .” Elrond began, intending to gift his daughter with the name he and Celebrian had finally agreed upon.

“Arwen,” Celeborn interjected, firmly.

Elrond blinked in surprise, for neither grandparent had been involved in the discussions regarding the child's name. Glancing at his wife's face he noticed that Celebrian looked not at their daughter, but at her parents. When nobody spoke Elrond tried to coax more information. “Noble maiden?” he asked. “I love her dearly but nobility is surely something more relevant to mortal kind?”

“She favours her greatly,” Celeborn noted cryptically.

“Strange that such a likeness should be born again in this way, so many generations removed,” Galadriel mused.

It was clear that the couple were holding some internal conversation to which Elrond was not privy. By now a little annoyed, Elrond cleared his throat in an attempt to make himself visible to these ancient personages. Galadriel gave him the sort of kindly smile that made him want to suck his thumb and climb back into his cradle.

“Luthien,” she announced, as though that explained all.

Elrond took a moment to process this information. “She looks like Luthien?”

Celebrian reached for his hand, her eyes filled with tears. “Will her fate be the same, do you think? And will that be blessing or curse?”

“Whatever her name, she will be our daughter. Fate may decide all else but that.”

END

Date: 2018-03-19 10:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] shirebound
Oh, what a marvelous scene, and explanation of the name. This speaks to why Arwen was encouraged to spend a great deal of time in Lorien... perhaps her grandparents were ensuring that she had all the training necessary to be a royal maiden.

Date: 2018-03-20 12:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lindahoyland
I love the grandparents' foresight here.

Date: 2018-03-20 12:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] independence1776
This is lovely.

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