Full summary: The Dark Lady of Mordor, Morwen, has been given a task by her father: She must find the One Ring. However, finding herself in the company of the Fellowship, Sauron's daughter, taking the name of Rana, will have several challenges in order to complete her quest - particularly one very shocking, unexpected challenge - in order to succeed. But in the end, she will need to choose, but will she choose Morwen, the identity she grew up with and follow the path set out for her by her father, or Rana and the identity she created for herself?
Main Characters: Legolas, Morwen/Rana, Caranduin, Malinaduial, Boromir, Anwyn
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Prologue
Morwen rode as fast as she could from Isengard. She had a quest, a very important quest. None of the nine had succeeded in their task of getting the ring, and now they had other matters of importance to attend to. So now she was being sent to do what they could not. She was determined to succeed. Her father would be very disappointed in her if she did not return with the ring.
She smiled. She would succeed. How could she not? Who would suspect an elf of being allied with Sauron? It was mere chance that one was, though. Before anyone had known Sauron was evil, her mother, an elf, fell in love with him. Eventually, Morwen had been born. Her mother had long since left though, after realizing how Sauron was evil, and that her daughter appeared to be the same.
She turned suddenly. "You need not go with me any further," Morwen said.
"But my lady, our instructions were to escort you from Mordor to Rivendell," said an orc.
"If you were to escort me all the way there, it would appear suspicious! An elf riding in the company of several orcs? The mission would be sure to fail!"
"As you wish, my lady." The orc bowed to her, and then he and the others left.
Morwen turned. Her green eyes focused ahead of her. She faintly heard the sound of several voices. She recognized that of Legolas Thranduilion, and that of Boromir son of Denethor of Gondor amongst many others. She wondered if Denethorion had ever recovered from the shock of nearly being beaten in battle by a female. She narrowed her eyes. She hoped for a rematch someday; Ithilien had almost been hers. If there was a rematch, next time there would be no other Gondorian soldier to save his skin.
She was somewhat surprised to hear the voice of Mithrandir - often called Gandalf - amongst the others. She wondered exactly what all of them were doing together. Then she heard a name: Frodo Bagins. The words of Gollum ame back to her. The Ring!
A plan quickly formed in her head. There was a river nearby, and he'd be going past it. She touched her heels to her horse's flnk and rode towards it as quickly as possible.
