An anxious Galadriel frantically paced the unlit throne room of Lothlorien as she hears the sound of footsteps. As a young elven girl enters the room
"Are you all right my Dear? Where has you grandfather gone off too?" Was all she could utter as thought of seeing her Dear Celeborn dead rushed through her head, dead because of an Orc. For the last few months lose living near Lothlorien had reported seeing Orcs invading, but so far none had been spotted in Lothlorien.
"Grandfather went to the stables to feed my new Deot, Cloppin" said Arwen as she stared wide-eyed at a small wrapped box on the nearby table. "Is it for me Grandmother?" Galadriel nods as she hands the box to Arwen who slowly opens the box. When she looks inside she see's a tiny velvet ferret obviously from the forest of Mirkwood. But as hugs are being exchanged and out of breathe Celeborn half knocks over his beautiful wife.
"Quickly you must both go, orcs are invading the castle." Celeborn quickly yet forcefully pushes his too loved ones behind a hidden stairwell in the back of the throne.
But as they were fleeing Celeborn pulls away and draws his sword "I must defend my kingdom." As orcs start emerging from every window and door in the throne room. This is when Arwen finally notices that she has left her new pet on the floor to play, and runs before Galadriel has time to hold her back.
Seizing the moment to capture the Daughter of Elrond to make Sauron pleased, a clumsy, dirty orc grabs the elven child, not knowing that she knows how to protect herself having two brothers. As she is biting the orc blood starts to gush all over when she notices that her grandfather soaring through the air slashing his sword every which way and decapitating her captor.
"Run child, run to your Grandmother." Was all Celeborn could say as he drew his sword once again as hundreds of orcs flooded into the throne room trapping Celeborn and a handful of elven soldiers.
Without looking back Arwen runs to her Grandmothers out stretched arms just in time to escape another orc from capturing her. When they frantically start to run down a stairway they run into of all things three doorways, one leading to the kitchen, another to the forest where they would be seen and another to the Dungeon their only way of escaping.
In an instance Galadriel seizes Arwen and runs for the Dungeon. But as they were about to go down another flight of stairs in the now musty air a troop orcs emerge from nowhere. An act of panic rushes through Arwen as she begins kicking and hits a nearby orc in the groin sending him to his knees. As this is happening there is a flood of arrows as they fly from the shadows hitting all of the orcs in the head killing them all.
Scared of what might happen next the two female elves run for their lives. But when they think that they have escaped two tall cloaked creatures emerge from where the arrows were coming. "Do not be afraid Lady Galadriel it is just I your friend; Thranduil of Mirkwood and my son Legolas" As a gust of wind blows their hoods off their heads. " Go now with Legolas he will take you too Mirkwood where you will be safe. I will stay here with the others and help defeat the orcs" And he runs up the stairs while Galadriel, Arwen, and Legolas slowly float down a brush covered river not knowing what would be in store for them up ahead.
"Are you all right my Dear? Where has you grandfather gone off too?" Was all she could utter as thought of seeing her Dear Celeborn dead rushed through her head, dead because of an Orc. For the last few months lose living near Lothlorien had reported seeing Orcs invading, but so far none had been spotted in Lothlorien.
"Grandfather went to the stables to feed my new Deot, Cloppin" said Arwen as she stared wide-eyed at a small wrapped box on the nearby table. "Is it for me Grandmother?" Galadriel nods as she hands the box to Arwen who slowly opens the box. When she looks inside she see's a tiny velvet ferret obviously from the forest of Mirkwood. But as hugs are being exchanged and out of breathe Celeborn half knocks over his beautiful wife.
"Quickly you must both go, orcs are invading the castle." Celeborn quickly yet forcefully pushes his too loved ones behind a hidden stairwell in the back of the throne.
But as they were fleeing Celeborn pulls away and draws his sword "I must defend my kingdom." As orcs start emerging from every window and door in the throne room. This is when Arwen finally notices that she has left her new pet on the floor to play, and runs before Galadriel has time to hold her back.
Seizing the moment to capture the Daughter of Elrond to make Sauron pleased, a clumsy, dirty orc grabs the elven child, not knowing that she knows how to protect herself having two brothers. As she is biting the orc blood starts to gush all over when she notices that her grandfather soaring through the air slashing his sword every which way and decapitating her captor.
"Run child, run to your Grandmother." Was all Celeborn could say as he drew his sword once again as hundreds of orcs flooded into the throne room trapping Celeborn and a handful of elven soldiers.
Without looking back Arwen runs to her Grandmothers out stretched arms just in time to escape another orc from capturing her. When they frantically start to run down a stairway they run into of all things three doorways, one leading to the kitchen, another to the forest where they would be seen and another to the Dungeon their only way of escaping.
In an instance Galadriel seizes Arwen and runs for the Dungeon. But as they were about to go down another flight of stairs in the now musty air a troop orcs emerge from nowhere. An act of panic rushes through Arwen as she begins kicking and hits a nearby orc in the groin sending him to his knees. As this is happening there is a flood of arrows as they fly from the shadows hitting all of the orcs in the head killing them all.
Scared of what might happen next the two female elves run for their lives. But when they think that they have escaped two tall cloaked creatures emerge from where the arrows were coming. "Do not be afraid Lady Galadriel it is just I your friend; Thranduil of Mirkwood and my son Legolas" As a gust of wind blows their hoods off their heads. " Go now with Legolas he will take you too Mirkwood where you will be safe. I will stay here with the others and help defeat the orcs" And he runs up the stairs while Galadriel, Arwen, and Legolas slowly float down a brush covered river not knowing what would be in store for them up ahead.