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Too Close to Home.	By : Solaris Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 2862 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five.
Elladan watched as Mira approached them as they all sat in the council circle waiting for her to come. She was wearing the light blue and gold dress. Her light brown hair pulled into the fashion of the elves. So much so that she looked elven to him and he knew his heart was now lost to this mortal woman.
Elrond noticed the look in his son�s eyes as he gazed at Mira. He stood and greeted her warmly and waved his hand towards a chair. �Please tell us why you have ventured here, Mira?�
Mira nodded as she sat down in the chair, she collected her thoughts and then spoke, �I really do not know how to begin.�
�The beginning would be good.� said Elrohir, looking at her.
�I�I�as you know I�m from the main city of Gondor. I lived there for over 19 years,� spoke Mira.

�19? You said you were 18?� asked Arwen.

�I can�t do it!� Mira said and she fled from the council ring right into the home again.

Elrond glared at Arwen who lowered her head in sorrow for chasing her off like that as he rushed off to find her. There sitting by the fire in the reading room was Mira. �Mira, ha mae. �-B�ditham o cha ad dan iest le. Delig ad ar p�dig.*�
��. �, Elrond. Im gostannen ennas**!� she cried out.
Elrond knelt next to her and wrapped his arms around her and whispered, �Delitham h� ar p�dithag o vaur le s�***.�
Elrond felt her nod as he gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead and stood up. He left the room to return to the ring where he told them that she�s in the reading room and that�s where she�ll finish her story at.
�N�n lui and, an im garn and, Arwen. Im n�n imnanna ned ennin. N�n adar trenarnen im mudol darthannen n�n tolnin.****� said Mira, as she stood by the fireplace, they all sat in chairs. �Iston i thenid drenarel o cha.***** She was an edhel(elf).�
�I thela nas peredhel be adar n�n n�.******� spoke Elladan, shocked.
�Mira, why didn�t I see any sign of your heritage, your ears are like Estel�s?� asked Elrond shocked, that he was wrong about Mira being a woman of Man.
�Because of my father, who is the reason why I have ventured here; my lord Elrond.� spoke Mira.
�What did he do?� asked Estel. His voice was sharp as it was angry, not at her but at what her father did.
�This was done when I was 5 years old,� Mira stated, showing the back of her ear to them. There was a white line faint but visible to them. �That cut was done by a hot dagger over my pointed ears.�

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Mira was pushed down to the ground being held by her father as the red hot dagger that he held in his hand came closer to her head. Mira screamed and struggled only to get her head bashed into the hard floor of the home till she was almost out cold. The last thing she saw before the darkness claimed her was feeling her father grab her ear and pulling it away from her head.
�Ow,� moaned Mira, as she stirred from her bed hands rushing to her ears to find dried blood on them. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen area of her home and started preparing breakfast even though she saw the pieces of her ears on the floor. She quickly got the water going for their morning tea and made sure that their breakfast was not too runny or too hard. She had just finished placing the plates on the table when her father and older brother entered the room; she quickly scurried to the corner of the room where she was to stand when they came into the room.
�Mira, I want this house to be clean completely by the time I return at noon. I don�t want to see one speck of dust on the table or anywhere or you shall receive punishment for it,� snapped her father, as he quickly started to eat his meal before he left for the day.
Her brother soon followed his father out of the house. Mira quickly started to clean up the table and washed the dishes. She hurried around the house cleaning it with a damp rag. She was also quite dizzy from the loss of blood caused by her ears being cut.

�You lazy little wench! Get up! Make our lunch!� snapped her father, as he kicked her in the ribs to wake her up.
�Sorry father won�t happen again.� Mira stood up from the floor where she had fallen, rushed about making their lunch and barely able to miss being kicked by her father for being a bit slow.
Later that night, dinner was not what he had expected and slapped her hard in the face, knocking her down to the ground. Mira�s father picked her up and threw her onto her bed and closed the door.

Mira glanced over towards the others to see horror in their eyes and faces. �That�s a normal day. There was a worse beating than that. Some were very bad and some were just a few slaps to the face, nothing more than that.�
�How did you get away from him or did you try to get away from him?� asked Elrohir.
�It was nearly impossible for me to get away from him for long if I did leave. He always will in the end find where I am at.� said Mira.
�Continue with your tale, Mira,� Elrond stated.
�I would always end up going to a healer in the middle of the night when he went to bed to get healed of my minor injuries since I was to be seen most of the day in the market buying the food for that day. There was times when I would get beaten to the point where I could not even walk without pain shooting through my body. But I forced myself to walk and bear through the pain. I had wished mother had taken me with her when she left. I wouldn�t have been beaten by him, if she did. I have always hoped she or one of her family would come looking for me or see if they could find her to get me away from him. But every elf I saw never saw her and they promised if they did would send word to me,� said Mira.
�What happened to her?� asked Estel.
�I don�t know; it was she went to the Undying Lands and yet no elf had seen her. I started to believe that she was probably killed on the way there. Or that she really didn�t want to be found by anyone,� said Mira, picking up the goblet of sweet wine and took a sip of it.
�Perhaps, maybe I can help find her. Describe her to me?� asked Elrond.
�She was tall and beautiful like Arwen, long blond hair, light gray eyes and there is only one thing that would tell her apart from other elves was the crescent shape of the moon on her left shoulder blade where my father branded her when he married her,� spoke Mira. Elrond, Elrohir, Elladan and Arwen placed their hands over their mouths as they sat there shocked. Mira noticed this and looked at them. �What? Is the description of my mother shocking to you?�
�Mira, your mother was here.� said Elrond, sadly.
�She�s here! Is she safe? Where is she? I want to see her?� begged Mira, tears of joy started to show on her face.
�Mira, your mother is�dead. She was stabbed in the chest with a Man�s sword. Her head was nearly removed�.� Elrond told her where and when they found her mother�s body.
Mira collapsed by the fireplace head and shoulder slumped by the news. Elladan quickly went to her side and wrapped his arms around her, this time she did not flinch or pull away from his touch.
�I�m sorry. I wish she was alive for your sake, Mira. I truly do. We tried to save her but the wounds�.� Elladan whispered.
�I know, I know,� Mira whispered gently, placing her fingers on his lips silencing his words.
He looked up at her and realized that he was holding her and he quickly pulled away from her and resumed his seat head lowered in embarrassment. Elladan felt a hand on his shoulder and looked over to see his adopted brother smile at him. Elladan smiled back.
�Now I know why my brother was missing that day. My father slew my mother,� Mira spoke with a cold almost angry tone in her voice. �My father didn�t like her at all, despised her more than anything even when she gave birth to his son.�
�Then, why did he marry her?!� exclaimed Elrohir.
�I do not know why he married her. I wish he didn�t but then I would not be born,� spoke Mira, her eyes shown her fury at her father. �In a way, I wished he had left us when I was a baby instead of staying with us. He could have easily done so and had someone claim him dead so we would not have him in our lives,�
�But wasn�t your brother only 7 or 8 years old at the time?� asked Estel.
�No, he�s five years older than I was at that time. He was ten to my five. We�re five years apart in ages.� Mira corrected him gently.
�Please continue, Mira, with your tale?� asked Elrond, taking in everything she said so he could help her when and if the time came that she must be returned to the main city of Gondor.
�The face slaps went on for about five years for anything that was not right with his day or that the food was not cooked the way he wanted it when he started to hit and use his dagger on me. The cuts of the dagger were always on my back never anywhere they could be seen. The cuts were always shallow, never deep. Till one night when I was 11 years old, he came home very late and the food had turned cold because he wasn�t there to eat it when it was nice and hot. He yelled at me for not keeping the food hot for him. I told him wait a few minutes and the food will get hot again. That must have made him furious for the next thing I knew I was being slashed on my back. I could tell the dagger was deep but I dared not make a sound as that would only make him angrier and the wounds deeper.� Mira stated calmly.

Mira listened to the night�s sounds in the house before she crept out of the house and headed away from her home. The first thought was go to her usual healer and get the wounds healed but she didn�t dare to go there for he would go there first. She went towards the castle and tried to see the Steward. The palace guards refused her entrance thinking she was a beggar girl. She knew they would not allow her entrance so she walked away from the palace, never noticing a raven haired man approaching the two guards and then started to follow her.
Mira collapsed by the common well which everyone drank from. She reached her hand back to her back and felt the warm blood still trickling down her back. Mira looked at her hand; the full moon showed the blood in a silvery light. She heard someone coming. She turned towards the shadows and whispered, �Who�s there?�
But the shadows didn�t move and just stood there watching her. Mira knew she needed to keep going and stood up only to pass out; the last thing she saw before darkness claimed her was a raven haired man rushing towards her.
�That was the last thing I saw before I woke the next morn in the care of some healer I assumed.� said Mira.
�Who was the man?� asked Arwen.
�I do not even know who he was. I wished I did because he saved my life by getting me to the healer when he did.� Mira stated.
Translations:

* Mira, we will not speak of that again unless you wish it. Please come to the ring again and continue.

** I can�t. I cannot, Elrond. I�m scared there!

*** Then, we shall come here and you may speak of what you need to here.

**** My times(age) are long, for I was held long, Arwen. I was within my mother for a year. My father told me working stayed my coming.

***** But I know differently.

****** Which means you are half elven like my father is!
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