Rite of Passage

  
“Then I will be disappointed, but I will not.  I will wait until I can do it myself.”

    “Are you sure about this?”

    “Yes.”

    “It will hurt.”

    “More than when you healed the broken leg?  More than getting kicked by my pony?”

    “Alright,” he laughed.  “You have made your point.  You have my permission.”

    “Thank you, Ada.”  She gave him a quick hug and ran from the room.

    “Earrings?” Elrond said to Erestor.

    “Her flights of independence take a different path than did your other charges.”

“They do indeed. I will take her tomorrow.  She wants to visit Dorga, anyway.”