Hello everyone! I would like to welcome you all to this fic, The Daughter of Elrond. It is my take on the destruction of the Ring if Frodo had not taken it. Enjoy!

bold-italic font is elvish tongue.

Disclaimer: I only own the OC's and any differences that may occur.

Year 300 of the Third Age:

She breathed heavily as the contractions seized her time and again. Her husband held her hand while the midwives scurried around at the end of the bed. Outside the door, they could hear their three oldest children whisper in the hallway. Arwen's voice was clear as she told her brothers that she hoped that the new baby was a girl. Elrond smiled at his wife. They had been waiting for this day for a whole year. They already had names picked out. Celebrían had a feeling that the child would be more like its brothers instead of its sister.

Celebrían arched as a new contraction hit. "Push, my Lady." One of the midwives commanded. The Elf did as she was told. She held Elrond's hand in a death grip that he could not escape. He didn't complain. He did not know the pain that his wife was going through. Every time she had given birth, he could do nothing except sit at her bedside and hold her hand while they waited for their child to enter the world. When she had told him that she was again pregnant, he had seen into the future with his gift and felt that his child would play a crucial role in the years to come. But it was not something that he could pinpoint. Celenbrían screamed as she gave one final push. The fifty-nine year old and the two hundred and seventy year olds fell silent. There was a moment of silence between her scream and the crying of a baby girl. "Lady Celebrían, Lord Elrond," the midwife walked over to them with a small bundle, "here is your baby girl." The baby was placed in Elrond's arms and she stopped crying to look at him.

"She's beautiful." Celebrían sat up and looked over her husband's shoulder at her youngest daughter. They could see a small tuft of pale blonde hair atop her head while her blue-gray eyes stared at their faces. "The name we had picked out doesn't do justice." He said. "She is as beautiful as the morning."

"Eleryna." Celebrían whispered as she took the babe from her husband and held her to her breast. "Your name shall be Eleryna." The door opened and the three eldest children of Elrond and Celebrían entered the room.

She bit her lip impatiently as she waited. She knew she should be packing her bag. She, her mother, and her sister were to depart soon for Lórien. She had never been there, but it was where her mother was from and where her grandparents resided. She had been living sixteen years and this trip would be the first time that she would meet them. She was nervous. She had heard many things about the lord and lady of the Golden Wood. Most of it had come from her brothers. She had a feeling that they were trying to trick her. In fact, they were who she was waiting for. She had set a trap for them so she could get the truth from them about their grandparents.

"Eleryna!" She smiled. It was Elladan, the oldest of the four of them. He and Elrohir were twins, but Elladan claimed to have been born first. Arwen could not say for sure for she was their younger by at least a century. "Eleryna! Come on, you must get ready. Mother and Arwen are ready to depart. They will not leave without you." She held her breath and watched as he took a step closer to her trap. She stood quietly and readied her knife. She was different from her mother and sister. She didn't like wearing the dresses that they wore. She preferred to be dressed in Ranger garb. She spent most of her time with her brothers, learning to fight and hunt and track. "Eleryna!" He took one more step and she cut the rope. The net revealed itself as it wrapped around Elladan and pulled him upwards. He stopped about ten feet from the ground. "Damn it, Elrohir!" She laughed into her hands while he ranted about their brother leaving his traps up. Once she had control of herself, she stepped to where he could see her. She whistled. "Eleryna, thank the Valar. Can you cut me down? Elohir left his trap up. I'm surprised you didn't get caught in it. I'll have a talk with him once we get back." She leaned against the tree and smiled. "This isn't his trap, is it?" She shook her head. "I'm going to get you for this."

"You can try."

"Why did you set it in the first place?"

"It was for either one of you. You just happened to be the one who came this way."

"But why?"

"I think you're lying to me about Mother's parents. You and Elrohir keep telling me that they command their kingdom by force and that they've never really liked Ada." She raised an eyebrow. Elladan hung his head. "I knew it." She pushed herself off the tree and walked back towards their home.

"Hey, what about me?"

"I'll send someone." She began running. She knew her mother wouldn't approve of her being later than she already was. They were supposed to have left half an hour ago. Her bags her already packed and on her horse. She had done that early this morning before she went and set the trap for her brothers. She knew Elladan would free himself fairly quickly, so she had to hurry. She smirked as the gate came into sight with her family waiting by it. Arwen looked at her knowingly. "I'm sorry, I lost track of time." Eleryna held up the book she had finished last night. Her mother smiled and waved for her horse to be brought around. Eleryna mounted just as Elladan fell from the underbrush. Eleryna could see that he had broken his ankle when he fell. She smiled sweetly even though she saw the murderous gleam in his eyes. She knew that she would pay when she returned. She waved and they were off.

"Eleryna, I don't understand you sometimes." She said as she looked at her younger sister.

"What's there to be confused about?" Eleryna answered as she lounged in the tree above their camp, reading a new book she had brought with her. "I'm not girly like you are."

"That's what I don't understand. Mother spends the same amount of time with you as she does with me, yet you act more like our brothers."

Eleryna looked at her sister, her blue-gray eyes suddenly wise. "Arwen, there are some things that can't be explained. I don't like being stuck inside all the time. And I hate having to wear dresses. I was barely able to make myself pack the two that I do have. I prefer the wilds and being outdoors more than staying inside. I feel that I am destined for more than what I can see."

"Wise words for one so young." Eleryna smiled and closed her book. Arwen turned to face their mother.

"Naneth."

"My girls, come, it is time for sleep. We will be rising early tomorrow so we can cross the pass before the sun rises. We should be under the trees of the Golden Wood by noon."

"So the journey is almost over?" Eleryna asked, the wisdom in her eyes being replaced by excitement. She was eager to see new places having been in Rivendell for the past sixteen years.

"Yes, it is. Are you excited to meet your grandparents?" Eleryna nodded. Celebrían smiled. "That is good. Come, it is time for bed."

"I think I am going to sleep up here for the night." Her mother smirked and nodded before she and Arwen settled themselves on their blankets. Eleryna looked at the night sky and smiled. She felt free. But knew that would end once they reached Lórien. She was the granddaughter of the Lord and Lady of the Golden Wood. She would have a guard with her wherever she went until they left. "Maybe I can convince them to let me wander by myself." She fingered the bow in her lap. It was an old one of Elladan's. She wasn't that great of a shot, but she was good enough. She just needed to practice. She was determined to get them to teach her to fight with a sword. But they kept refusing, saying that they didn't want to hurt her. She smirked as she remembered the look on Elladan's face. He would teach her if only to get his revenge on her.

She sighed and adjusted on the branch she had picked. She was still nervous about meeting her grandparents. She had heard other Elves say that Lady Galadriel wielded an awesome power and kept watch over the world. She wasn't sure what to believe and it scared her. But she was also curious. Her mother had never shown signs of this power, but she wondered if she had it herself. She sighed and closed her eyes. She needed her rest.

She woke before everyone else the next morning. Something had woken her and it was not the guard who was snoring loudly beneath her. She knew her mother had placed him there for her protection. She shouldered her bow and quietly climbed from the tree, placing her book in her pack once she got to the ground. She made sure her bowstring was taunt and then drew an arrow, nocking it as she walked. She drew the bow back as she side stepped around a tree. A twig snapping made her turn sharply and aim the arrow.

She stopped a moment before letting the arrow fly. Before her stood a Dwarf of the Misty Mountain. She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her bow, though she didn't release the tension on it. As far as she knew, the Dwarves were on good terms with the Elves. Her problem was that she could not speak Common, nor did she know Dwarf. In which case she would have to take him back to the camp and to her mother before she could find out what he wanted. She noticed he still had his axe out. They both nodded, reaching a mutual understanding. She released the tension on her bow and put the arrow away and he put away his axe. He motioned for her to lead the way. She did and they entered camp to find her mother and their guards in a frantic state.

"Where have you been? Just because you are a woman among Men does not mean you are among Elves. You cannot go wandering off on your own."

"Naneth, can we talk about this later."

"No! Because you wandered off, we've lost time. Now we,"

"Naneth!" Eleryna yelled. Celebrían stopped. "We have a guest." She turned to the Dwarf who stood beside her. Her mother made a small 'o' and said something in Common that Eleryna could not understand. The Dwarf responded in kind and began talking animatedly. Eleryna guessed that he was telling her why she had been away from the camp. Eleryna went to her bags and began placing them on her horse, Shadow, and waited. Arwen came and stood next to her.

"Do I want to know?"

"Not likely. But I am sure that I will have a double guard now."

"Don't seem so glum about it. It just gives you more of a challenge." Eleryna smirked.

"I thought you said that you didn't understand me."

"Elladan and Elrohir did the same thing, so Naneth says, when they were young. They managed to get away once or twice." They remained silent as their mother and the Dwarf spoke. The sun was reaching Noon when their mother finally turned to them, an exhausted look on her face. Eleryna and Arwen stood.

"Well?" Eleryna asked.

"They would like to honor you."

"Me? Why?"

"I don't know. But we've been invited into Moria."

Well, what do you all think? This is of course many centuries before the Ring is even found, but I thought some background would be good. Thanks for reading and please review.