A/N: I really don't want my note to be longer than the story, but just before you start reading... it's kinda randomly placed. Set without any explanation as to before or after. Hmm... that might not have been as clear as I hoped, but in my defence I only post when I'm sleep deprived enough to call things good enough and not let the raging perfectionism stop me. Standard disclaimer that I don't own anything, except possibly my brain and my laptop.
"Ada?" she tried hesitantly, and then scrambled to explain himself as he frowned, "Sorry, I thought I heard the others calling you that, and figured it was your name, which by the glaring, it obviously isn't, or at least I'm not supposed to use it..."
He held up his hand, eyes twinkling with mirth, "No, my name is lord Elrond." She frowned at the lord bit, but he continued all the same, "ada is the elvish word for father."
It took a couple of seconds for the implications to sink in, and once they had, a fierce blush spread across her face. She noticed he was trying not to laugh.
"Oh go ahead," she said grumpily, "laugh at my ignorance."
A full-fledged smile broke out on his face, and he patted her hand consolingly before hurrying out of the room, but she could hear him chuckling as he walked away down the hall. Once he had gotten far enough that she couldn't hear him any more, she let a smile appear on her own face.
It was mildly funny.
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