Morning Mist and Silver Sun by StarSpray

First Meeting

for the instadrabble prompts: borne, fled, forest, strong

He had heard little of the Sindarin queen before he met her--she had fled from bloodstained Menegroth in the dead of winter, bearing the Silmaril, passing through the forests and down the river to find refuge on the coast. With her had come a remnant of Doriath's once-great people, both princes and woodsmen, hunters and ladies.

Gil-galad had expected a clear-eyed woman, dark of hair and grey-eyed, strong as a young tree and with starlight in her eyes.

Instead, to his dismay, he found himself called to greet a babe in arms, her eyes hidden behind a tangle of shadowy hair.