Hey you all! I hope you've had a wonderful Christmas and that you have been brought into the New Year safe and sound :).

I'm sorry for the delay of updating, but there's been Christmas and then New Year's Eve and then I just really didn't really were in the mood to write. And I'll tell you, if I write something when I'm not in the mood, it becomes some completely rubbish.

However, I'm back and I hope you'll enjoy this chapter nonetheless.

Oh, I hope you've all seen The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey since it's absolutely brilliant, so you who haven't seen it yet, go see it! It's a must!

Also in this chapter, some of the tension about who Faelwen's parents was, and let's just say that you might get surprised ;).

As a minor spoiler, all that is said in this chapter within Faelwen's family and ancestors is completely made up!

Also, a certain part of the story about something that shines, I have borrowed from another incredibly movie since I thought it sounded cool :).

Maybe you can guess it out from this: A certain actor that played a Telmarine prince in another movie and Mr. DeNiro is in it :)

Plus, a part of the title is "dust"

Can you guess it? :D

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but Faelwen and her storyline and so on. All credit and rights goes to the respective owners and whoever was involved making the incredible books by J.R.R Tolkien come to life!

Enjoy ;-).

"For the first time, you can open your eyes

And see the world without your sorrow

Where no one knows the pain you left behind.

And all the peace you could never find, is waiting there to hold and keep you

Welcome to the first day of your life.

Just open up your eyes..."

~ Open Up Your Eyes by Daughtry

Mín eneth, mín tûr (Our name, our victory):

Chapter Four – The Truth and the Council of Elrond:

Faelwen looked out on her beautiful home. It always had been. In case she had another, she couldn't remember it. Though, in her dreams she would, in flashes, see an image of dark forests where she heard laughter filled with joy. And a kingdom of elves were living in the middle of it.

She looked upon the sky where she saw nothing but blue sky and total white clouds. Everything was at harmony. Her mouth opened in a content smile as the warm rays of the sun hit her face.

She still had nightmares about her parents and their death, but she didn't know what to believe.

Every time she brought up the topic her parents and her "relationship" to Dark Lord Sauron, the elves would laugh, pat her on the head like a stupid pet and say that she shouldn't worry her pretty little mind about that – but how could she not? Faelwen was tired of being treated like she was a little child. When she asked Strider about it during their daily walks, he would become quiet or shift to another topic right away. When she tried to get Arwen to talk doing their lessons, she would tell her that a proper little lady didn't ask so many questions, but Faelwen knew Arwen knew something by the troubled look in her eyes. And finally when she hinted it to Glorfindel, he would give her a firm blow to dodge or parry – the little elleth's arms had been sore many days after. The elleth didn't dare try Gandalf, and the hobbits genuinely knew nothing.

But, enough was enough for Faelwen and if there was one she believed she could get the longest with, it was Strider or Aragorn as she'd better get used to call him.

She looked beautiful while in a hurry as she with etiquette stormed down the many corridors. Faelwen was beautiful and she was nothing but a small elleth, yet she looked much older and could also be mistaken by her determined, fiery and stubborn person.

She had to find him.

After many "Where is Estelle?" she finally found out that he was to be situated in one of the libraries to the east. But it was said that there was another with him. Faelwen hoped it wasn't the case. Especially not when the gossip she heard from the maids that it was Prince Legolas of the Woodland Realm ergo Mirkwood.

Mirkwood sounded so special and familiar in Faelwen's ears, but that might be because she had heard it from many places, but there was also this other feeling involved. Something feeling like...home? But she had never been in Mirkwood, had she? And she was definitely not from there, was she? She had been raised and it was also said that she was born in Rivendell, but suddenly she got unsure?

She shook her head and focused on finding her friend, hopefully without any companion. She needed to discuss this with Strider alone.

Frustration and adrenaline pumped through her veins as she stormed down the corridors to find the library that seemed so far away. The sleeves of her dark-blue dress made huge and long waves until she abruptly stopped outside the door to the library. She heard voices from inside the door, one of them definitely belonging to Estelle. With the adrenaline still pumping and having the confidence built somehow up, Faelwen with her head held high, entered without having the etiquette to knock on the door first.

"Estelle, I demand to know what Sauron has got to do with me and my family! I'm running out of patience, and I demand to know it now!" Faelwen rambled on elvish, trying to catch oxygen as she finished while an amused looking Estelle looked at her.

"I don't believe you have introduced me to this one yet, my friend" another voice said from behind Faelwen, also closing the open door.

Faelwen spun around in shock. She hadn't seen him there at all. The elleth let out a gasp when she realized who it was. She had seen him from the balcony when she "accidentally" eavesdropped on Gandalf and Lord Elrond, but it was about her some of it, so you really couldn't call it eavesdropping, could you?

The elf had the same long blond hair and his grey eyes looked gently down at her from his spot beside the door.

Her own eyes followed Aragorn as he went to stand beside her, with a hand on her shoulder.

"Mellon nín, this is Lady Faelwen Vanlanthiriel. Faelwen, this is Prince Legolas of Mirkwood" Aragorn introduced with a small smile.

Faelwen curtsied "Conin Legolas, Êl síla erin lûe-govaned vîn." (*Prince Legolas, a star shines on the hour of our meeting*)

With a small glimpse in the eye, Legolas bowed his head "Hiril Faelwen." (*Lady Faelwen*)

"Please, my prince, just call me Faelwen. I'm no lady" Faelwen timidly said, causing the two men to chuckle at her adorableness.

Legolas then smiled down at her "Then there's no reason to call me anything but Legolas either."

Then the two men exchanged looks before Aragorn turned to a confused Faelwen again "Could Legolas and I get two minutes to discuss this, mellon nín?"

Then all of the excitement, adrenaline and determination sucked out of Faelwen. She didn't like it since she had been building up for this ever since she left the balcony, but she obliged reluctantly. Faelwen rolled her eyes, throwing her last, up-giving remark over her shoulder before she closed the door behind her "Men!"

But what the two in the room didn't know, was that a certain small elleth were standing outside the door and were eavesdropping on them.

The young prince then turned to Aragorn and spoke in the common tongue " Faelwen is right, Aragorn. The time is right for her to know the truth."

Aragorn sighed and rubbed his temple "How can you be so sure?"

Immediately, Faelwen liked Legolas a lot more as he took her side as she again eavesdropped, just one more time. She needed to know!

"The time has just come. She is young, yes, but you have seen her, nín. I have seen her on the training field, she is way better than many swords or bowmen will ever become. And the wisdom in her eyes is shining brightly – we can't hide it for her anymore."

"She is no more but a child, Legolas. What if we can't protect her?" Aragorn asked, getting unusual emotional. It worried Faelwen a bit.

"It's her fate to go on that quest, Aragorn. We can't hide her for Sauron anymore, he knows she's alive!" Legolas argued.

"But...she's so little and so innocent! Who knows what she will see out there?"

Faelwen heard Legolas sigh "I know how you feel, my friend. I don't like it either. But is it the stubbornness of not wanting her to grow up, or is it the fact what could happen out there, speaking with your mouth and playing with your mind?"

A short break of silence followed before Aragorn replied "Both."

Faelwen shot up when she heard someone approaching. As cover, she pretended to be looking at the view from the nearby balcony.

"Hiril Faelwen." The maids and servants walking by bowed their heads respectfully, her giving them a nod and a smile back. Faelwen hated that she didn't know most of the servants and maids names. It made her feel so snobbish that she didn't even know the people who were there to pleasure her and her needs' names.

As soon as she could seen they had gone down the corridor, Faelwen stormed back and sat against the door, having her one ear on the brown door. She certainly hoped she hadn't missed anything.

"I watched her grow up in my father's castle. She didn't know me, but I knew her and who her family was. Her father was one of the best elves with a longsword and knives in my father's army and from a wealthy family, while her mother was known to have royal blood in her, from ancestors that lived while I was very young. Therefor, my father let them live in his castle and raise their child."

"Faelwen?" Aragorn questioned surprisingly.

Faelwen was surprised. Strider seemed to know everything!

"Yes. I was still only a boy when she took her first steps." Legolas laughed "I remember how my father held a great feast to celebrate it. I guessed that he had grown to love Faelwen as a foreign daughter."

"A beautiful love story" Aragorn commented.

"Indeed" Legolas replied on Elvish "Until the tragedy hit. I remember how heartbroken my father was of the news, but on the other hand, he was happy that Lord Elrond took her with him to Rivendell. Does she know what she can do? Does she shine?"

Then it became quiet and Faelwen feared she had been revealed. One long minute went on where Faelwen dared not breathe, listening. What did Legolas mean with what he just said? Why should she shine and what could she do, other than fight with her bow, knives and sword?

Finally, she breathed out in relief when she heard Aragorn sigh "Once in a while when she have been very happy I mean to have seen a little glimpse of light around her, but it's not much. I do not believe that an elleth as young as knows of her powers, coming from her mother."

"It is said in old books that to make her shine you need to give the star something back it has lost many years ago" Legolas spoke knowingly.

"Family" Faelwen swore she heard Aragorn mutter. Thank God for her good ears. But she was lost behind a wagon after star.

"Do you know what it will mean to Middle Earth if Sauron finds her?" Aragorn then asked after a shorter break "The dynasty of her family will end and Sauron will be almost invincible.."

"And we will lose her.." Legolas continued quietly.

Though elves commonly were quite unfamiliar with feelings, Faelwen felt the tears press on. What did all this mean? Who had her mother been? What dynasty? What she thought she knew before, had taken a drastic turn now when she came of knowledge with this.

Aragorn sighed "Very well, then. Bring her in and let us get this over with."

But when Legolas, with a gentle smile expected to meet a confused and wondering Faelwen, he was met with no one. She was gone.

"Faelwen?" he whispered for himself, suddenly realizing. She had heard it all.

"Aragorn, she's gone!" he called over his shoulder, looking out at Imladris.

His stare and search after the young elleth didn't break when he heard the thumping boots of Aragorn's step out on the balcony.

The prince heard his friend sigh up-giving beside him and looked to the side to meet his gaze.

"he sint." (*She knows*)

Aragorn looked to the ground with despair "Tell me, nín."

Legolas looked with a furrowed brow at his friend.

"Will you help protect her?"

With a determined and knowing look Legolas bowed his head before putting a hand on his friend's shoulder "With my life."

Aragorn's eyes softened with relief and nodded towards the corridors "You are able to explain all this mess better than I am. Go find her, and tell her that I'm sorry I have not have had the heart to tell her sooner."

All Legolas heard from the library with his elven ears was the sound of paper being flipped through. He had gotten Lord Elrond's secret accept of telling Faelwen about her family and dynasty. The time had indeed come.

Silent and elegant as an elf, Legolas slipped inside the library without making a sound.

There she sat, with her nose into the old and dusty history books of the elves. Had she only known that she was quite the mix between the different races, rather inexplicably really.

Now when Legolas looked closer though the elleth had the back to him, he could see the different in her. The ears were pointed like an elf, she had senses like a human except for the hearing and the size of her were tiny like a dwarf.

"What are you doing here, Legolas?"

Her voice sounded tired, full of dread, something Legolas found worrying as she was so young, yet she had a very heavy burden on her shoulders. He understood if she felt like she didn't knew who she was.

"You will not find what you seek in those books, love. You need someone who knows and was there."

Unladylike, which Legolas found amusing and quite common with her mother, she snorted and shifted to the common tongue "And pray tell, where would I find such a person?"

Legolas smiled and tilted his head, waiting for her response. He knew she wasn't ignorant- she would figure it out soon.

Faelwen gasped "You..?"

Legolas nodded "I was much younger. With your permission, I'd like to tell you everything I know, lady Faelwen."

"I told you not to call me lady Faelwen!" Faelwen pointed out before she realized he was serious and sighed up-giving "Very well. You have my permission."

Satisfied Legolas put the books away and took her hand "It all started when a certain wizard tricked a certain hobbit's uncle into joining the dwarf-prince Thorin Oakenshield and his thirteen companions out on an adventure, two of them also turning out to be his nephews, a third his niece."

"His niece?"

Faelwen was shocked. A female dwarf warrior?

Legolas nodded "Yes. Thorin's sister Dís gave birth to first the boys Fílí and Kílí and then to the only girl, Líonee. Also meaning that Fílí and Kílí were your uncles and Líonee your.."

"Mother" gasped Faelwen.

The young prince looked concerned at the elleth.

"Please continue, Legolas. Please do" she pleaded.

Curtly Legolas nodded "Now as you know as much, I believe it is time to introduce you to them characteristically. Thorin and Dís was the son and daughter of Thráin the Second, the both of them being incredibly headstrong and stubborn. While Thorin was handsome, Dís was beautiful. Dís had something no one could explain where came from since their mother hadn't the powers to be a..."

"A star?"

Legolas furrowed his brows "Yes..A star. Dís became married and soon had given birth to her first-born Fílí. Fílí and Kílí was two of the fifteen companions of Thorin and Bilbo Baggins on the Quest of Erebor."

"Frodo's uncle?"

"Yes. But at first he didn't want to go, but in the morning when the dwarfs and Gandalf had left, Master Baggins changed his mind and caught up with them."

"Wait, you haven't told me about the other dwarfs, including my mother!" Faelwen pointed out, Legolas rolling his eyes dramatically.

"I'm coming to that. Now, please be quiet."

"I'm sorry, Legolas."

"No harm done" Legolas laughed and ruffled the elleth's hair.

"So, let's start with the brothers Dwalin and Balin, shall we? Dwalin and Balin were the sons of Fundin. Balin was the oldest and Dwalin the youngest. Dwalin first came to Bag End where Master Baggins lived and next came Balin. Then there were your uncles and mother who arrived next, Fílí and Kílí and Líonee. Like with Thorin Oakenshield and Dís, the two were handsome while your mother, who also was the youngest child, were beautiful-"

"What was my mother like?" Faelwen timidly asked.

With a soft smile, Legolas brushed some hair away from Faelwen's eyes "Like you. Stubborn, determined, beautiful, fiesty in some situations and most important, she was loyal to her friends and family. That was also why she was called Líonee the Loyal."

The young prince smiled as he saw how Faelwen's smile grew brighter and brighter.

"Do I look like her?" she asked.

"Yes, you do, though I can something from your father in you too" said Legolas before continuing "Let's see. You know Gandalf obviously and Mr. Baggins, well let's just say that he was a strange little fellow. Then there were the brothers Dori, Nori and Ori. Ori were the youngest of Thorin's companions along with your uncles and mother. Then there was Óin and Glóin, also two brothers and finally there was Bifur, Bofur and Bumbur, Bifur being the cousin of the two others."

"What happened after Mr. Baggins had caught up with the dwarfs?"

As soon as Faelwen had spoken these words, a horn blew and Legolas smiled sadly.

"That tale will have to wait for another day, mellon nín. Now, that horn meant that Lord Elrond is calling for the secret council to come, while for those unknown, it means nothing but an exercise. That means you and I. Shall we?" he asked, holding an arm out and Faelwen slowly slipped her little arm through.

~~~~Lotr ~~~~

"Legolas?" Faelwen asked as they walked down the corridors.

"Yes?" Legolas looked questioningly down at the elleth.

"Did you know my mother well?"

Legolas didn't answer at first. What was he supposed to tell her? That he had promised to look after her child before she even bore a child in her womb? He wasn't sure if now was the right time. The other thing had filled much in her mind, though she looked like she was happy with the information she got. It would have to wait.

"Legolas?" Faelwen tugged at his sleeve.

Legolas shook his head confused before he cleared his throat and answered "I do not know if I would call it 'knew her well', but I knew who she was and she who I was."

Lying would have to do for now.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old" Lord Elrond started "You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor."

Faelwen shivered uncomfortably in her seat between Lord Elrond and Aragorn. She had noticed the Steward of Gondor's son stare in disbelief at her. She understood why. The council had barely begun, yet she felt like sinking deep into her seat and just disappear. All this new information about her mother and family were running through her head.

"Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it" Lord Elrond continued "You will unite, or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. "

Then, Lord Elrond looked at Frodo "Bring forth the ring, Frodo."

Faelwen watched the hobbit's every step, as he with hesitant steps neared the small table, formed as a star in the middle of a circular where they sat. Odd, isn't it? It was a table formed as a star, and Faelwen had just got to know that her mother had been a star.

She looked around and saw how the attending people of the council changed in their mimic. She saw how Legolas's eyes became dark and how the Gondorian man and Aragorn reacted. Then she looked at the dwarfs where she saw wonder.

Gasps and small-talk started as the hobbit put down the ring on the table before he sat down where Faelwen would swear she saw relief in Frodo's eyes, like a burden had been taken from his shoulders.

"So, it is true" she heard the Gondorian man mutter while she heard another mutter 'The doom of Men'.

Then the Gondorian man spoke as he stood up "It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor abay. By the blood of our people, are your lands kept safe! Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him."

"You cannot wield it! None of us can" Aragorn argued, the Gondorian turning slowly, looking at Aragorn in some sort of 'disgust'.

"The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other Master" Faelwen heard herself chirp up before she clapsed her hand upon her mouth. She wasn't supposed to say anything!

She could feel the impressed looks from the crowd around her, and proud looks coming from Lord Elrond, Gandalf, Aragorn and Legolas.

The elleth shivered as the Gondorian stared daggers at her.

"And what, would a Ranger and an elven girl know of this matter?" he asked.

"This is no mere Ranger or elven girl" Legolas said dangerously, standing up. He met both Aragorn and Faelwen's eyes before he continued "He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn and she is Lady Faelwen, daughter of Líonee the Loyal. You owe them your allegiance."

It became quiet before the man looked from Aragorn to Faelwen, Legolas and then to Aragorn again "Aragorn? Lady Faelwen? This is Isildur's heir and Thorin Oakenshield's great niece?"

"And heir to the throne of Gondor" Legolas said.

"Havo dad, Legolas" Aragorn pleaded.

Reluctantly, Legolas did what he was asked. He met Faelwen's eyes where the small elleth sent him a thankful smile for defending her. She knew Aragorn didn't like to be called the Heir to Gondor's Throne, but that was who he was, like she was the daughter of Líonee the Loyal as Legolas had told her.

"Gondor has no king" the Gondorian said looking at Legolas before he turned and looked into Aragorn's eyes "Gondor needs no king."

If Faelwen hadn't been stopped by Lord Elrond's look, she would have jumped the man. Stupidity of Men – they were grumpy if their honor got hurt, with the exception of Aragorn.

"Aragorn is right, we cannot use it" Gandalf now spoke up.

At that, Lord Elrond stood up from his seat " You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed."

"What are we waiting for?" a fiery haired and a beard that matched said before he stood up and swung his axe against the ring. As it collided with the ring, the dwarf flew back and Faelwen felt her hair flew backwards because of its power.

Fighting hard to keep an amused look back, Lord Elrond spoke "The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Glóin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fires from whence it came. One of you...must do this."

Then it all became quiet where people were thinking. Faelwen's blood in her veins were pumping.

"One does not simply walk into Mordor" the Gondorian said up-giving "Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep."

Faelwen gulped and shivered, grasping tighter around the knobs on her chair, holding on for dear life.

"The Great Eye is ever watchful" he continued.

Faelwen's eyes met Legolas and he smiled reassuringly at her.

"It is a barren wasteland, withed with fire, ash and dust. Even the air you breathe, is poisoned fume. Not even with 10,000 men could you do this. It is folly."

Once again Legolas stood up "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond just said? The Ring must be destroyed!"

"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?" the reddish dwarf spoke up.

"And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" the Gondorian joined in.

"I will be dead before I'd see the Ring in the hands of an elf!" the dwarf remarked, causing an uproar.

Then chaos broke out. The council except Frodo, Lord Elrond, Aragorn and Faelwen began arguing. While the three males sat helplessly, a sudden anger and frustration grew inside Faelwen.

"I will take it!" she heard Frodo shout, but for deaf ears.

Faelwen shot up and whistled a high-pitched noise so they would become quiet.

"Be quiet!"

The elleth didn't know where all this strength came from, but it was there.

"I will take the Ring to Mordor, though I do not know the way" Frodo said quietly as everyone looked down at him.

Faelwen smiled proudly at the little hobbit. Indeed there was bravery hidden in this little creature.

"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear" Gandalf spoke up as the first.

Faelwen sniffed. The air was new – or at least felt that way. She was different.

Then Aragorn stood up and knelt in front of Frodo, looking him directly in the eye "By my life or death, I can protect you, I will. You have my sword."

"And you have my bow" said Legolas and stepped forward.

"And my axe!" Gimli said and stepped up to an amused-not kind of- like- that Legolas.

Then the Gondorian man slowly approached the little group "You carry the faith of us all, little one. If this is indeed the wish of the Council, then Gondor will see it done."

Taking a suck of breath, Faelwen stepped forward, everyone in the council looking at her.

"It is said that it is my fate to go on this Quest. I do not know if it is true or false, but no matter what, I feel like I have to do something. If you want me, I will do whatever I can to help and protect you Mr. Baggins" Faelwen said to the small, wide agape looking hobbit looking up at her, then turning her gaze towards the Gondorian "Two weeks ago, I didn't know who my parents really was, or the rest of my family for that matter. But now I know. I am the daughter of Líoneethe Loyal, the same Líonee who went on the Quest of Erebor with her uncle, Thorin Oakenshield, King Under The Mountain, her brothers, my uncles, Fílí and Kílí, Bilbo Baggins, and your cousins Balin and Dwalin, Master dwarf."

Faelwen shifted to look at an astonished Gimli, only to look at Lord Elrond " I cannot thank you enough for saving my life by taking me to Rivendell after the murder of my parents."

Lord Elrond bowed his head.

Looking directly into the young elven prince's eyes she finished "I have learned what I am to learn, and I believe that I am ready to meet my destiny."

Gandalf, Aragorn and the Gondorian bowed their heads while a smiling Legolas respectfully bowed his head after wards. Faelwen smiled down at the little hobbit. She hadn't got an answer yet.

"It would be an honor to have you with us, my lady" Frodo stammered with a smile.

Respectfully and full of joy, Faelwen lowered her head and smiled.

"Oi!" it sounded from behind Frodo.

Faelwen smiled as she saw Samwise Gamgee come out from some bushes. She thought she had seen something blonde hide over there. And she couldn't stop giggling at Lord Elrond's amused look.

"Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me" Sam continued as he stood up next to Frodo.

"No, indeed it is hard to separate you even if he is summoned to a secret council, and you are not" Lord Elrond replied with a stern face, but his voice revealed that it was humoring him.

"Oi! We're coming too!" another voice spoke from behind Faelwen. She couldn't help but laugh when she saw that it Merry and Pippin.

"You'll have to send us home, tied up in a sack to stop us" Merry continued.

"Anyway, you need people with intelligence on this journey... Quest...thing" Pippin chirped.

"Well, that rules you out, Pip" Merry remarked.

"Ten companions..." Lord Elrond muttered "So be it. You shall be the fellowship of the ring."

"Great! Where are we going?"