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Lin, as much as she would hate to admit so wanted Earendil to herself, but if Elnara said they could, it wans't like she could say no. Besides, she heard what sort of trouble the two had done, and maybe it wasn't a good idea to leave htem by themselves.

"Okay," Lin replied back, "I'm going to see a friend," she explained as she continued to head towards the dining hall.

"Skye went off with Haradhel and Elrohir," Elnara replied, "and Storm and Starr followed Lin ... they promised they wouldn't use their magic at all here, so I'm not to worried about them They can't get lost, there are too may guards around to help them - and it really looks as though Lin knows exactly where she's going."

"Can I go 'splore, too, Mommy?" Celebor asked eagerly. "I wanna see everyplace here! Can I?"


"Neat!" Storm grinned, nonplussed. "Maybe then he'll be our friend, too!"

"You're very lucky, Lin," Starr said solemnly. "You got to come here before, and you know people here already."

She looked around at the enormous halls. "And you know where you're going," she added.

"I was here for I think... three weeks," Lin replied back, "So I got to run around a lot while eveyrone else was busy."

She took another turn and hoped that someone left the door to the dining hall open, she didn't have Nina to help her open it.

Elnara squeezed Lore's hand and smiled warmly as she walked next to him. On the whole, the trip was (so far at least) going far better than she had ever dreamed it might. Of course, that probably had something to do with Elrohir's girlfriend - no, fiancee. He had changed so much ...


"Lucky you," Storm murmured again. "Is he a lot of fun, your friend?"

"Well... I think so," Lin replied back knowing that some people would have thought it boring or insane to do what they did sometimes, "That he's fun," she murmured.

Her eyes lit up seeing that the door was indeed open as she squeezed through, which wasn't hard at her size before continuing to the table. She looked around to see if there was anyone else here that she might recongize.

The queen looked at Lore thoughtfully. "Perhaps you should speak with Mikhail and Sir Valdemar," she murmured. "You remind me very much of them ..."

She turned to Elnara and explained, "Mikhail is also a scholar, linguist, and historian now. The boys have all found their calling in life ... for the most part. Though, when you were last here, I believe only a few of them had ..."




Sitting at one end of the table (the end furthest from the door) there was a tall elf. He wasn't eating, but appeared to be making a list of some sort. It wasn't Eärendil, but someone who looked very much like him - it was in fact his elder brother, Daeron, who was at the castle for once. He was rarely there anymore, he was usually traveling somewhere or other.

His hair had grown - a lot - and was far longer than his brother's. The black tresses reached down past his waist, but he kept it carefully braided in the elvish fashion, and it didn't get in his way ever. Like his father, he was tall and covered in well-toned muscles, though his were from fighting and training rather than working in the forges. His expression though was far kinder than his father's, and in that respect he took after his mother.

He blinked as he heard someone enter the Dining Hall, and looked up to see three tiny (tiny) children entering - a human and two angels. He blinked again, unsure as to what he was seeing. He had heard descriptions of children this small, however, and he wondered if the tiny human child might be the one who his brother was so fond of.

"Hello," he called out in English, setting his quill down and peering at the children. "Who are you?"

Lin looked thoughtfully up at Daeron, not knowing who he was, for she had never seen him at all. Though he did look an awful lot like her dear friend, she mused on this as the twins introduced themselves and her.

Finally she spoke, "You look a lot like Earendil."