The sound of hushed giggles could be heard high up in hollin’s council house tree, the braches rustled and shook as two young elves’ scrambled up it, before settling into position. The boy sat very close to the girl, and the girl moved away from him across the branch, only to be followed again by the boy. “Elladan stop, you will make me fall out the tree” the girl whispered, trying not to smile. “But I’m scared Autheil, what if they catch us?” The boy, Elladan whispered; his face filled with fear. The girl sighed “they won’t catch us El, not if we stay still and quiet” she giggled, “their coming.”
The great oak doors to the chamber opened, and several elven lords entered, “I’m only saying my Lord Nendir, that your daughter needs to be kept under control, I meant no offence by it” One of the young lord’s said to another. Authiel looked up in interest, cocking her head on one side, and then looking at Elladan in questioning. “That’s lord Glorfindel, talking to your father, he’s not very keen on children, he only like’s Elrohir, but that’s because he follows him round everywhere” he hissed in reply.
The lords took their seats at the base of the tree, “who’s that next to your ada? The one who looks like he’s spent too much time inside?” Autheil whispered. “Oh, that’s Erestor, he’s really creepy, he spends all day in the library, studying, but ada is good friends with him” Elladan smirked. Autheil nodded, and pointed at another, a blonde elf, with extremely pale skin and grey eyes that bore shadow’s beneath them, “King Thranduil, his wife died a few months ago, he has three sons” Elladan grinned gleefully, “what about those two… they must be….Erynion and Turin and that’s their cousin Nestaron the healer” Autheil grinned. Elladan glared at her “it’s a draw, we both got three name’s right” Autheil nodded, and then put her finger on her lips to hush her friend.
“We have to act, the orc’s are getting out of hand, if we don’t do something we could plunge the whole of middle earth into war” Authiel heard her father saying. “With what forces, Nendir, we have none” Thranduil said softly. “We must wait, you heard what your high priestess said, it will be one of your young to unite our people and lead those into war, Nendir, trust her” Glorfindel said. “Glorfindel is right; we should listen to the priestess, besides we do not have the military power to take on sauron, yet.” Lord Elrond said. “That settle’s it, we do nothing for the time being” Nestaron said cheerfully. Autheil felt a shiver of irritation slither down her spine; Nestaron was far too cheerful today, and insensitive.
“Are you all right” Elladan whispered in her ear, making her jump. Authiel nodded fighting back the tears, she wouldn’t cry. Nestaron wouldn’t have that satisfaction if he saw her. “Yes, it’s just something he said a while ago, about my mother, and how know one helped her before she died, it’s the tenth anniversary of her death today too” Autheil whispered, “He blame’s me” Elladan looked horrified “why blame you for her death, he barely knew her” he whispered, “he was in love with her, but she married ada, he blame’s me for everything now” Autheil sighed, watching her father and the other lords leave the council chamber. She wondered who sauron was, and what they meant by the war, and who would be the one to lead the charge, whilst Elladan chattered in a torrent to her, Autheil thought. Perhaps it was her brother, he was a great warrior, but it could be her sister, she was very clever, or maybe it was both of them, she would see soon. She knew it.

