All he ever wanted

Cimorene wandered into the gardens, where she sat herself beneath her favorite tree. She did not know how long she had been listening to the minstrels singing before she fell asleep.

She was soon roused by Lindir, telling her that evening was falling. She hurried inside and tidied herself up for dinner. She found that almost all the seats at the table were filled. At the table sat Glorfindel, Tyrian, Lyra, Elladan, Elrohir, Ecthelion, Erestor, Elrond, Celebrían, Legolas and Gimli. Lórindol's seat was the only seat vacant when Cimorene took her spot next to Glorfindel.

"Glorfindel, where is Lórindol?" Cimorene asked.

He did not even look up at her. "Cimorene, I do not know."

Cimorene got up from the table and headed down the hall. She did not know that everyone had seen the look on her face. She was hurt that her husband did not even acknowledge that she had entered the room or that she had sat next to him.

"I hope you will pardon my youngest daughter's tardiness. She knows when dinner is, therefore there is no reason for her absence." Glorfindel said.

There was a murmur of "That's fine," that chorused from around the table.

A shriek broke the silence that followed the acceptance of the apology.

Glorfindel was out of his seat and running down the hall in an instant. He caught Cimorene as she collapsed. Then he saw why Cimorene had collapsed.

What was not in his daughter's room, was his daughter. Cat was gone.

Blood was spattered all over the walls. Things had been tipped over and broken. Windows had been shattered, and the sheets and blankets had been ripped to shreds.

Cimorene walked into the room and pulled Dú out from under the bed. The kitten was mewling pitifully as she pulled it out. The kitten wriggled out of her arms and landed on the floor in a pile of fur. Dú got up, shook her head and paced the space between Cimorene and the window.

Cimorene swept out of the room before anyone could say a word. She went into her bedchamber, and was about to fling herself on the bed, but she spotted a package on it. She unwrapped it and a letter fell out. She picked up the letter and read it; tears welled up in her eyes.

The letter read:

'Dear Nana.

I miss you. I wish I could have seen you before I died, but you passed before I did. In addition, I, as a mortal, cannot travel to Valinor to see you. Arwen and I raised Lyra best as we could. We were proud of her when she married Elladan. She seemed to make him mature. I give Andrúil to you, for I have foreseen your need for it in your future. I hope you are enjoying Valinor. Tell Ada that I love him and that Arwen and I say farewell. Namarië.

Estel'

A breeze blew through the room. "Namarië, Estel. May you and Arwen rest in peace." Cimorene whispered. "I wanted to see you again before you died. May you find the rest and calm you never had."

Her expression changed as she unwrapped Andrúil. Anger washed over her. She sent a messenger through the city, telling everyone that Queen Cimorene was calling everyone to a meeting.

The questions of "Why are we here?" stopped as soon as the Royal family entered the meeting hall. Upon the Royal Family's face was extreme sadness. Cimorene stepped forward and spoke.

"Citizens of Ostgiliath, a tragedy has befallen us. The Princess Lórindol has been kidnapped. She was not in her room, and blood was spattered on the walls. Sheets and blankets had been slashed and windows were broken. If you know who did this or anything about it, please speak up."

Nobody spoke.

"If I ever find the culprit, I will show no mercy if my child is injured. They will face the Valar for judgment. Innocent blood has been spilled in Valinor. Blood spilled by a cold heart with cruel intentions. That is forbidden in this city, by my laws, and in this land, by the Valar's laws. Now be gone.

The crowd dissolved until only one elleth stood alone in the hall. Cimorene walked over to her. "Do you need something?" Cimorene asked kindly.

"I know who did it." The elleth said quietly.