This wasn’t all written by me but my friend Irisa as well . Hope you like!
“Father, why are we going to Lothlorien?” asked a very young Elf named Rainasthin, she was about eight years old. Her older sister, Artholien, who was fifth-teen, rode beside.
“We are going there to meet your guardian, Haldir.” her father, Lord Elrond answered.
“Arwen, why do I need a guardian? I have you, Father , Artholien, Elladan, and Elrohir.” complained the Elven child.
“Because a great evil is slowly concurring the lands and if something happens to us there must be someone to care for you.” answered Arwen, “Look, we’ve arrived.”
“Greetings, Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and who are these three lovely ladies?” asked the guard teasingly.
“Greetings, Rumil of Lorien.” replied Elrond.
“Father, when do I meet Haldir?” asked Rainasthin, impatiently.
“Be patient, Rain. Haldir will be here soon enough. In fact, here he comes now.” said Elrond, taking Rain off of her pony and sat her on the ground.
Haldir bowed, his golden hair seemed to glow in the rays of the sun, ” Lady Rainasthin, I am Haldir, your guardian.” reported Haldir, kissing her hand.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Haldir. You may call Rain.” she said quietly, brushing her dark chestnut hair behind her pointed ear.
“You honor me, my-lady.”
A month later, Elrond went to fight the dark lord Sauron, with his army of men and elves. Arwen and Artholien kept an eye on Rain; for she was developing a new power. She was able to see the war as it happened as if she herself were there.
“Father,” she whispered to herself, “Who is this evil lord and why does he want the Middle Earth?”
As she spoke these words, Isildur, son of the King, picked up his fathers sword and cut the Ring of Power from Sauron’s hand. Sauron turned into but a pile of dust. Elrond lead Isildur into the heart of Mt. Doom, the one place it could be destroyed.
“Cast it into the fire!” he cried, “And rid Middle Earth of this evil!”
The hearts of men are too easily corrupted, the ring hand ensnared a new bearer.
“No.” replied Isildur, then turned and walked away.
Elrond came back to Rivendell, and Arwen told him of the power Rain had gained.
“She thought you were going to die, please comfort her.” said Arwen.
Elrond opened the doors to Rain’s room and greeted his child, “Hello Rainasthin.”
Rain ran to him and embraced her father in her small arms.
“Father! I’m so glad that you have come back! Do I get to go with you next time?”
“Rainasthin you will have your adventure, someday, when you are older. I know you want to see the lands. You will find your own way to seek your dream. I know it. Just be careful my daughter. I don’t want to loose you.”
“I’ll be careful, Father, I truly will.
Many years later the one ring was found be a hobbit named Bilbo Baggins. Then one day on his one hundred and eleventh birthday he left the ring to his nephew, Frodo Baggins. Frodo soon discovered the ring could not stay in the Shire, so Gandalf the Grey sent him and Sam to Bree’. Along the way they meet with two of Frodos kin, Merry and Pippin. At the Prancing Pony they met Aragorn, a ranger from the North. When Gandalf did not show, Aragorn led the Hobbits to Rivendell.
Rain, who had now grown much older, began packing some of her belongings. Then rode Hawkwing, her fathers best mare, to the woods, when she spotted Artholien spying on the council their father had summoned.
“Wow, Prince Legolas sure is handsome.” she sighed in awe.
“Artholien, are you drooling over Mirkwoods prince?” whispered Rain.
Rain shook her head getting on Hawkwing.
“Wait, your not going anywhere without me.”
“Fine, get your things then.”
“Where exactly are we going this time?” Artholien asked when they were miles from Rivendell.
“Lothlorien. I need to see Haldir for advise.”
“Are you sure you want Haldirs advice?”
As Elrond sat on his throne, one of his guards (warriors?) came in.
“Lord Elrond, Lady Rainasthin has taken off again.” he reported.
“Has Artholien gone with her?” asked Elrond.
“Yes my-lord she has.”
“Send for Haldir.”
“Haldir, I have a message from Lord Elrond. Lady Rainasthin has run away again. He wants you to bring her back to Rivendell. Lady Artholien is with her, please hurry. They have already been away too long.”
“Tell Lord Elrond I will bring his daughters back safely. No harm shall come of them.”