Rising a child

[Haroldir]

After the child of Galadriel and Haroldir was born, they had taken it within their arms and given it their love. It had been an exhausting birth for the mother, but everything had turned well as planned. A extra room had been made close to their own, as the child would need to be close its parents. The room was decorated with paintings of past, showing the elven history without stories of evil. Toys fitting for an half elf was set, and everything else needed was close. The passage between the child's room and the parents had no door, but was open with bowed shape above.

Elves of Eregion and other realms was happy by the news, news of another child by Galadriel was shocking but not unexpected as immortality was given her. Haroldir as one of the Dunedain with blessed life made the child unique, a half elf their child had become. Able to choose between living forever or die as men, this was something for the child to decide in the coming future. The child they owned was a girl, named Mithandé.

Few month had passed since the child was born, now as war risen in north, Haroldir mostly went around but few moments he shared with his new born child at home. As the winter days had arrived Eriador, the kingdom of elves had turned cold, however still many lingered. Eregion was one of the last refugees by elves, there they lived until the end of days. Gentle Haroldir went threw his halls, thinking of meeting his only daughter as time was able for him to be with those he loved. As he arrived the room of Mithandé, he kindly picked her up in his arms, glad to see her again."My child."He said smiling, looking at it as he was happy.

[Mithandé]

Laying in a bed of one of the finest silks, Mithandé lay asleep gently. Suddenly feeling another prescence in the room, she gently awoke her bright, glass blue eyes clashing with the white silk, feeling hands around her she looked up and smiled brightly. "Ada!!!"

Tiny hands clung to the shoulders of her father and she smiled at him brightly. Mithandé looked into her father's warm eyes and waited patiently for her father to respond. She sat herself on her father's hip and smiled at him, her features so very like her mothers. her hair, each curl, done to perfection, elegantly slid down her shoulders...her baby doll face smooth so very like her fathers.

[Haroldir]

(Sorry I haven't answered, been busy.)

The sight of seeing his daughter again was great, long had he been busy with things outside the home but finally he had got time to be with his family again. As he had entered and picked her up within his arms, he smiled by the words his daughter spoke gladly. She was the most amazing ever happened to him, and he was glad she was his."My daughter."He responded happily as he looked deep into her eyes, but then slowly leaned close to kiss her forhead.

As it was done he carefully held her close, allowing her to sit on his hip as she seemed to wanted to. With his hands he touched her, feeling the fine silk she weared around her body and very much alike she looked like her mother thought a lot more younger. What a future it would be he thought, to rise the child as time would pass. He was excited on the things to come, but still he enjoyed and loved the moment he could with his wife and daughter as he cared for them both the most.

[Mithandé]

(Yay! I'm glad to see your back)

Mithandé held onto her father close, smiling brightly she bowed her head so her father could kiss her, after this was done she smiled again but brighter and kissed her fathers cheek, the elven touch giving off the effect of elegance.

"Where is mother ada?" her eyes in question of the whereabouts of her mother Galadriel. The wind blew around them, sending the tails of her dress to dance in a windy pattern. the wind also made her hood come down and her curls flutter gently.

[Haroldir]

(hehe yeah )

"Your mom is gone in business, my child. You will have to handle with me for a while."He answered whispering but smiled, the kiss she had given him was comforting, and he loved holding his daughter close as he cared for her much. To him she was his only child, however happy about having her he was. Galadriels look was very easily seen within the child, as daughter of her and him she were. Carefully the white silk was wrapped around her, but gentle he held onto her close.

[Mithandé]

"Will mommy be coming back?"

She looked into her daddy's eyes in wonder, as any child did when a question was asked, her young face that still awaited the many years to come, shone a little brightly.
Feeling a little adventurous she reached up and tugged gently at one of the many small plaits in her daddy's hair, "I can handle you daddy.." she said with a small grin,
Her small cloak made by her mother fluttered around her shoulders gently.

[Galadriel]

Galadriel rushed into the room (with her cloak flowing behind her) where Haroldir and her child, Mithande were. She stopped at the door but stopped and for a minute observing the scene that was infront of her. Her daughter, that she could see with bright blue eyes. SHe loved her so mcuh...she couldn't stand being away from her so long. SHe smiled and spoke quietly..."Haroldir my sweet, it has been to long away from you. Mithande...my daughter! How lovely you look! I'm sorry my loves i've been away so long...all this bloody evil business, but we can do without talking about that! how are my favorite people in the world?" She went to were they were and sat down.

[Mithandé]

Mithandé was smiling at her father until, from instinct she sensed her mother and she was close by too, she turned and looked about her, her eyes were excited and her smile was suddenly bright. "Ada!! Mama's near!!"

Suddenly Galadriel, Queen of Eregion swept into the room, Mithandé's face shone brightly as she gently bounced on her fathers hip "Mama!!!!!!!" She called as loud as her little voice could go, she looked at her father then back at her mama. As Galadriel sat down, Mithandé
looked down and held out her arms to her "Mama! Mama!!"

[Galadriel]

Galadriel smiled as her daughter held out her arms...she took her in her arms held her close and then held her out to look at her..."My daughter, Mithnade, you have grown since i have last seen you...i must belive that ur father is feeding you well and loving you so much that you are growing so much!!" SHe smiled and glanced at Haroldir and then back at Mithande.

[Mithandé]

Mithande nodded as any toddler would, she looked at her father too like her mother did, To him, the two of them looked so alike, Mithande being smaller of course. Mithande's eyes shone brighter than ever, as did her smile.

"I've missed you so much mama....Ada has been looking after me like you say!!"