Fire Brocade

She is Erenian Fenorian, the eldest granddaughter of Feanor, the greatest elf in history, and the first descendant of Fenorian born in Middle-earth. She is also Gil-galad, Cirdan's second-in-command and the exiles' trusted "lord." She also has another name - Atannaro, the princess who lived for seven years in Nargothrond, the most glorious elven kingdom in Middle-earth. Those seven years were also the last time she spent with her father, Finrod. She was seven years old when her father left. He said "be back soon". That "soon" took one of his deaths and her entire growth. Now she has returned from the war, with the dragon soul Smaug sleeping in her body, hiding in the eastern valley with the surviving tribesmen. She sensed the countdown to the "killing order" - there were still two and a half years left. She also sensed that something was awakening on the other side of the world. And her father, the man who had returned from Mandos, was already standing at the door of her and her mother's home. At the same time, in the far western camp, a young scout was trekking eastward. He forgot his past, but remembered that he had to find the two children - the two last bloodline members of the Sindar royal family who were swallowed up by the flames of war. He didn't know what kind of vortex he was about to walk into. Just as no one knew, Vera's hand had fallen, and everyone's fate was placed on the same chessboard. When the remnants of Fenorian, the returning dead, and the forgotten wayfinders finally met—— What awaits them, is reconciliation between relatives or a river of blood?