"Come, you should meet everyone in the hall."

Your father, Elrond, encouraged you. Yes, you were indeed Lord Elrond's daughter. You hesitated, breathing heavily before letting your father open the door to the hall. You saw one, if the Dunedin, then the men of Gondor beside them, then the most hated of all: Dwarves. Then the Wood Elves, and hiding in a corner were Gandalf and Frodo. Your father and you entered and sat side by side on the platform.