Don't Want To Be Like You
Rainbow Haired Girl
Summary: Aranduriel is the youngest daughter of Lord Elrond and sister to the twin brothers Elladan and Elrohir and younger sister to Arwen Undomiel. When she is brought into something that she shouldn't be brought into things certainly change. The dwarves soon find out that she is different than other elves. Book 1 of The Second Daughter.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hobbit, but I do own Aranduriel.
Authoress Note: I know… I know. I shouldn't be doing another rewrite, but I kind of need to king of fix things that I had made mistakes in the last few rewrites, so I'm hoping that this time it turns out better with this rewrite around. I know that I shouldn't be writing other stories, but I need to kind of have chapters ready to go so you guys have some sort of content while I'm healing. I hope that you guys enjoy the Prologue of Don't Want to Be Like You.
A young half-elvish woman with long dark hair and grey eyes, dressed in a burgundy dress with silver accents and a silver circlet on her head, stood before her father, Lord Elrond or Rivendell. "You wanted to see me father?" She asked softly, her tone was polite, her grey eyes locking onto his grey eyes that were slightly darker than hers.
"Yes, I did want to see you." He said looking at his daughter. "I have a favor to request from you."
Her brows furrowed together some concern etched across her face. She was concerned of what her father had wanted from her. Her normally never asked anything from her other than perhaps her stop training with her older brothers, Elladan and Elrohir. But he knew that she had a lively spirit and it wasn't going to happen because he knew that she wanted to be a warrior. "Father?" She questioned the confusion lacing her voice.
"It's nothing that you cannot handle, Aranduriel." He said slowly putting his hand on her shoulder. "I need you to help watch a young boy."
Aranduriel's brows furrowed even more. "A young boy?"
"A child." Her father's hand went behind his back and a young boy came out from hiding behind him.
Aranduriel watched the young child come out of hiding. She slowly lowered herself to have a closet look at him. Her dark hair slid over her shoulders as she looked at the young child with a curiosity.
"Aranduriel this is Estel."
Estel looked up at her with a curious gaze.
"Estel this is my youngest daughter, Aranduriel. She'll be watching over you if, Elladan and Elrohir aren't teaching you anything."
Estel looked up at Lord Elrond. He knew that this place was going to be his safe haven and he could tell by looking at Aranduriel that she was going to protect him. He hoped one day he would be able to repay them for everything that they would ever teach him.
This is the end of the Prologue of Don't Want to Be Like You. I hope that you guys enjoyed it. Please leave a review and I'll try to get the next part out as soon as I can. Until next time guys.