A/N: Here is the first chapter, of my first story. I hope you like it and please don't forget to review it, as it will help me make the story better for you and improve anything if need be.

I do not own the Lord of the Rings or any of Tolkiens Characters. I only own my own characters.

Chapter 1

"I really don't know if leaving Mirkwood was such a good idea" Lillieth sighed. Eärendur, her lifelong friend suggested they leave the vast forests of Mirkwood for the Safety of Loth Lórien. It is here that the 'Lady of Light' takes residence, he believed she could keep her safe.
"It is for your own safety, Lillieth. Please trust me, he cannot harm you there". She smiled in response. She was just thankful that someone was there to care for her, even though he was an ellon. They left Mirkwood by boat not long ago and were travelling along the Anduin River towards Lórien, this way they would avoid confrontation with any orcs that may be hiding in the area. After Sauron's defeat they scattered the land and were leaderless, but still a threat.

Eärendur looked at his friend with admiration, even after what she has been through she still looked beautiful. Even though most elves he has ever seen had dark hair, hers seemed to be richer in colour, he appreciated this about his friend. Her eyes were a piercing green, which seemed to glow like the trees which made up the forest. But most of all her rosy cheeks added warmth to her pale complexion.
It seemed like forever they had travelled when what they perceived to be Lórien came into sight. "Na vedui! [At Last!] Lórien!" proclaimed Eärendur. To her it seemed to be like any ordinary forest, she thought as they came onto land and stepped out of the boat. Her mind wandered back to her home and whether she should have left, a knot grew in her stomach in anticipation. "Lillieth, come on!" he was right, they best make their way to Caras Galadhon to speak with Lady Galadriel. She walked behind Eärendur in an almost dazed state and noticed that he had suddenly stopped. "Eärendur?" questioned Lillieth. Eärendur turned to look at her with a cautious look on his face.
"Av-'osto pinig [Don't be afraid little one]" He spoke softly. It was then she noticed several figures emerging from the forest around them, as if from nowhere. The figures had their bows drawn at them. A wave of fear passed over her as an ellon approached her.
"Man ci? [Who are you?]" Asked one of the wardens with a stern look on his face.
"I am Eärendur and this is Lillieth, we are your kin from Mirkwood. We wish to speak with Lady Galadriel" answered Eärendur.
"Why do you wish to speak with her?" said the other warden, he seemed more friendly than the other.
"It is a rather personal matter, we will cause no trouble here" he replied.
"Very well then, follow us. I am Orophin and that is my brother Rumil, we are two of the protectors of this land" the one warden stated. "Carry on the lookout while we escort our guests" ordered Orophin to the other wardens. They lead the way further into the forest where the true beauty of Lórien revealed itself, Lillieth was surprised and regretted thinking her earlier thought. It was nothing like anything she had ever seen before, the trees seemed to glow, it was magnificent. She was still apprehensive about meeting Lady Galadriel, she had heard tales of her back home, of her beauty and power.
Eärendur placed a hand upon her shoulder to comfort her, she relaxed under his touch. The ellon who introduced himself to them as Orophin spoke. "You two seem close, are you betrothed to each other?".
"Nay, I am her childhood friend and bodyguard. We are more like siblings" replied Eärendur.
"My apologies, I did not mean to offend you." Replied Orophin with his head bowed.
"It is quite alright, there is no need to apologise" said Eärendur with a friendly smile.

The small group arrived at the entrance to Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn's dwelling in the middle of Caras Galadhon. This time Rumil spoke up "This is the dwelling of our Lord and Lady, follow us inside". They made their way into the large hall where they would await the arrival of the Lord and Lady.
" 'Quel re [good day], Welcome to Lórien, our kin from Mirkwood. What brings you here to us?" a dreamy voice asked from the great hall which stood in front of them, it was the voice of authority, the Lady of the land.
"Lady Galadriel, Lord Celeborn. We don't mean to bother you but we were looking to stay here in Lórien for a while, there has been some trouble back home regarding my friend here. We will offer you anything you wish in return" answered Eärendur as he bowed to the Lord and lady in front of him. He knew how to speak to nobility because he grew up with Lillieth and her parentse H, who were a high and well respected family in Mirkwood. But little did he know that Lady Galadriel could read his mind, as he did not hide it from her. A pained expression came upon her face as she discovered the true nature of their arrival.
Lillieth looked on in amazement as Lady Galadriel walked towards her, she was in awe of the beauty she beheld. Her long silvery hair, her pale skin which seemed to glow and just her sheer presence entranced her. Galadriel placed her hand below Lillieth's chin and bought her head up to match her gaze. " You and your friend can stay here as long as you need to, you will be safe here." Turning towards Eärendur she requested "The only thing I ask, is you will help our March warden and our people to protect this land, other than that we will provide you with everything you need".
"Ni 'lassui, Hiril nín [Thank you, my lady], I will gladly help you." He replied bowing to her once more.
"The pleasure is all mine my friend, I do hope you will join us tomorrow in our celebrations. We are holding a banquet and dance for those leaving us for Valinor." Galadriel spoke.
Suddenly Lillieth heard a voice in her head, she knew it belonged to the Lady Galadriel. "I see great sorrow in your mind, but do not worry all will be well here. I will keep you safe". Lillieth smiled at the lady of light before her, she then had hope that her past was truly behind her.
"We will join you my lady, thank you" whispered Lillieth.
"Rumil, Orophin! Show them to their talans and give them a tour of Caras Galadhon." ordered Celeborn. Soon after he bowed and departed, they thought he must have some important issues to deal with at the end of the walkway he turned to them and confirmed this. "Please excuse me, I have business to attend to, I do hope to see you at our feast tomorrow" he then took his exit.
"Wait my friends, you are needed on the borders. I will get Nienna, to attend to them. She is the best tailor and healer in Lórien. Come I will take you to her" proclaimed Galadriel. They followed her orders and went back to the border where duty awaited them. Lillieth and Eärendur followed Galadriel through the great hall in which everything was intricately carved with leaves and flowers, to them it was magnificent. They then walked through an archway at the end into a room full of tapestries which in each told a tale of Lórien, the fabrics were all of the highest quality silk and cotton.

"Lady Galadriel" Spoke an elleth as she bowed before her lady. Her hair, long and straight, was the colour of the night but shined bright like the moon, her eyes a warm brown shade like that of the bark on the trees and her complexion pale but with the same rosy cheeks Lillieth had. Eärendur seemed to just stare at the beauty before him before Galadriel interrupted his gaze "Eärendur, Lillieth this is Nienna, she is our finest tailor and healer. She will be the one to take care of your every need" She turned to Nienna and asked "That is if you are not busy to take care of our guests".
"Of course not my lady, it would be my pleasure!" the gracious beauty replied.
"Ah, good! I will leave you now, I hope I will see your wonderful faces at the feast tomorrow. Hope Lórien is everything you wish it to be" when she finished her sentence Galadriel departed and walked out of the room they currently occupied.
"It is nice to meet you, where are you from if you do not mind me asking?" Nienna asked while holding out her hand to shake theirs.
"We are from Mirkwood, we came here to Lórien for safety." Replied Earendur while he took her offered hand and placed a soft kiss on the back of it .
"You will be safe here, do not worry about that. Lady Galadriel keeps away all evil" said Nienna with a beaming smile on her face, Eärendur still had his eyes fixated on the elleth in front of him.

Nienna lead the pair all around Caras Galadhon showing them its beauty, then approached two, what appeared to be empty, talans [houses]. "Here they are, this is where you will be staying. You are not far from mine or our March Warden's tallen if you need anything. I would introduce you to him but he is with Lord Celeborn. There is always tomorrow. I must get back to work now, Namerie [farewell]" said Nienna before walking away.
"Namerie" replied both Eärendur and Lillieth.
"Ah, Eärendur, you like her don't you?" whispered Lillieth while nudging his arm.
He could feel his cheeks warming with blood from embarrassment then replied "Be quiet Lillieth. Now come I will help you settle into your talan and make sure you are ok" Eärendur had always been very protective of Lillieth, and felt he owed it to her more now because of what happened back in Mirkwood.
"I shall be fine, please just leave me to settle in" she pleaded.
"As you wish, but come to me if you need anything, please!" he demanded then stepped through the door into his own talan.
She stood there for a while at the top of her steps and admired the talan that would be her home here in Lórien. It was a platform with walls made of wood which had golden leaves surrounding it, it was better than the ones back home she thought. Little did she know that she was being admired from afar.

Haldir, Lórien's March Warden was just returning from the meeting he had with the Lord Celeborn concerning his injury from battle when he came across an elleth he had never seen before. Normally he would take no notice, as his position means he doesn't really have much time to have a companion but lillieth caught his eye. She was unlike anyone he had ever seen before, he was captivated just like Eärendur was with Nienna. To his dismay she stepped inside her talan out of his view. He wanted to go speak to her but he thought he would leave the introductions until tomorrows festivities, he knew they would have been invited by Galadriel. He then too entered his talan for the night.