Sindarin Names Novels & Stories

He finally looks up, his golden eyes meeting Vivian’s with unwavering certainty. “And this woman—this supposedly dead woman—is no mere child of your pack.” His grip on Lynette’s hand tightens, his next words spoken with unshakable conviction. “She is Princess Selindra, first princess of the White Elves. My twin sister.”

Sir Randey Edal – (Randy EE-dal) Captain Reidar Edal – (RIE-dar EE-dal) Sira Damara Edal – (Dam-AR-a EE-dal) Sir Braedon Soril – (BRAY-don SO-ril) Blade Master Kolton Stent – (KOLL-ton Stent) First Commander Storr Raegos – (Store RAY-gos) Sir Kale Andros – (Kale AN-drose) Sir Owin Jasir – (Owen JA-seer) Sira Torila – (Tor-ILL-ah) Sira Andreya – (An-DRAY-ah) Sir Andric – (AN-drik) Sir Garath – (GAR-ath) Sir Devlyn – (DEV-lin) Sir Milos – (MEE-los) Sir Garett – (GAR-ett) The Na’Himara – (Nah-Him-AR-ah)

Finally, he chose: “I chose… the right one.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” Haldir turned the card. The bear's jaw went down: “There is no way. I was sure, that that card was at the bottom of the deck.” “We reshuffled, remember.” “True, but…” “I have to ask. How many wives do you have?” “Three.” “What does that have to do with Ghidni?” “A lot. How many sisters do you have?” “Three.” “I know, why you chose Ghidni.”

I swallowed the stone in my throat and looked away. The gaunt mara gazed at me knowingly - Silje, her name was. "That's Heith, the chieftainess of the Isa. She's not quite sure what to do with the daughter of the princess who betrayed the Northern Holds. You and your sisters may be Isa by blood, but you will have to prove you belong here to the Northern Cunningfolk." "That's rather cruel," Yuri sniffed, giving me a tempered steel look. "Turry, pay no mind to these monsters. We with our quick thinking will get out of this mess," she whispered low under her breath, squeezing my hand.

Byron went to kitchen to get some water before continuing his story. "I was born to a family in the east point or Faklan, my name was baron which means young warrior. At that time I was yet to receive my elf name..." Elf name!! Did her father just say he was an elf. "So...what was your elf name.." Madeline asked as she took large gulps of water. "Albericus..." Byron said slowly, he was the elf ruler of the high elves, he was the pride and joy of his people, it saddened him that he couldn't protect his people or his wife.

There were a lot of names that I struggled to remember them all. I already knew Albus, Binoo, Fredo and Kehlan and so they didn't bother to introduce themselves to me. It was the remaining forty six elders who did their introduction and those were the ones I struggled to remember their names as they all said their names in a rush one after the other, popping out the names in quick succession. Abalia, Amelia, Evelyn, Fred, Felar, Groit, Seratin, Fitbit, Duncan, Selana, Festolaer.

Valen nodded during the handing over, "What's her name?" "Seraphina" Miriya replied. "Almost like my mother's name. Hers is Seraphim." "I must agree that they are gorgeous names," Valen waved and followed the King into the carriage before it moved further and further away from the house. Inside the carriage again, Valen couldn’t help but ask. "Those children…My lord, how did you get them?" Rhydian was quiet for a moment, his gaze lost in the passing trees. "Would you believe me if I told you how?"

“One boy and two girls?” Thor nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips as his other hand traced slow circles against her skin. “Ravi means ‘sun.’ Because he’ll be my light… the one to lead the empire I’m building. Strong, fair, with a light of his own—like his father.” He winked. Celina bit her lip, smiling. “And the girls?” “Safira… because she’ll be as precious as the stone. Mysterious, strong, rare. Like you. I chose the name the day I bought you that necklace.”

His eyes were a mixture of brown and green and always speculative when they looked at her. Did he find her wanting or something? Sigurd, her father’s blood brother, was a tall man with red hair turning silvery in places. She caught herself staring at the small, forked beard braids and avoided his pale green eyes after that. His wife, Ruth, was much smaller than he and flanked by their twin boys, Snorri and Egil. Being Beyla, she had to ask, in Norse: “Do you have Vercian middle names? Mine is Amber.”

"By the way, my name is Lance Gunnar of the Gunnar family, military division, 1st lieutenant rank 5." "I am Dorin Silvius..." "Ahh... Silvius, I have heard of a tribe with that name, East of the old country, if I'm not mistaken?" "Yes, that's right..." Dorin replied wide-eyed. "From the mountains, huh, I guess that explains your shabby garb. Then these charms, care to explain where you got them?" "Like I said, my mother gave them to me..." Dorin repeated, he was starting to get annoyed.