Chapter three: Escape
A shocking elf still sits on the cold floor for long time until the ceremony had been finishing since the sun raises high above the heads. The beauteous elves had entered the palace to start the party while their kids played together in the garden around the palace.
A woman is silent and does not move her body while her blank eyes stared at the empty green garden now was cleaning from the servants of King Oropher the Elf. Her light violet crystal gown is shining when the sun light shines through the window to kiss it but the unlucky is muse and going to die. Even if the kids' sound are noising the palace but she does not hear them when three girls came near her room where is on the second floor.
'Tutu'
The angelic maiden of Noldor stood brightly beside a guy who should be her groom among the guests in the beautiful green garden is blooming with many shrubs and flowers. But the fact is she was left at the second floor of the same palace in Mirkwood, in her room now is her jail.
A golden long hair man still stands beside her wooden door and wait for any sign of this damsel but she is mute and looks out the window to the garden. So he knocked a door once but a small frame does not notice. A handsome face decided to leave her alone and try to find the way to take her away from here.
'What should I do?' Fenian sighs lightly and walks along the corridor to his room. 'I will help her before she is break more than this.'
The quarter brightening moon shines high in the east of black sky in the spring night. The wood is scented by the flowers and crickets sing all over the forest. A tall frame sneaks into a room to see a small sculpture is placing in the central of the room. A large warm hand shook a thin figure and held an arm up.
"Get up, Lady Ithilethiel" He whispers into her pointing ear.
A fine face turns around to the gut beside her. "Tutu"
"Wear this rope and we will go" He put an elven cloak on her shoulders and dragged her out of the room. The two walked quietly along the hallways to a garden is on the back of the palace.
"Where are we going, Tutu?"
"Sorry, Lady Ithilethiel that I am not he and I will take you out of here."
The two rush through the garden but cannot left out of someone's eyes who sees them since a tall one sneaked into her room. The elder agrees with the young one who made his the right decision without the permission.
"My lord" An assistant is worry when he saw the prince's confidant lead a maiden to the backdoor.
"Let them go"
"Yes"
'It's the best way to restart your life and forget him, Ithilethiel.'
Two elves ride a horse along the wood part in the dark forest to the west to Anduin to see Rimedur who is his friend's father cousin in Lindórinand. They stopped at the realm of the kingdom's forest for the horse and set a came at a tree root near a green-blue creek.
"Rest here, Lady Ithilethiel" He pointed at leaves ground at a tree trunk before lead a tired horse to the fresh creek.
Fenian felt a light heavy weight but soft and scented leans on his bold chest. His deep blue eyes snap open to see a head is laying on him while the soft arms wrap around his torso.
'What'
"I'm cold, Tutu."
A guy tried to lose her belted arms from his torso but a sleeping maiden tighten them and nestle her head on him to seek the warmth.
"Let's me go, Lady Ithilethiel"
"Tutu"
After the untie war between a shocking elf and a sleeping beauty are over, a big one lets the slim one do as she is pleased and force him to sleep and ignore her soft and scented.
'I guess I'm wrong to take her with me to Lindórinand and how stupid I am.'
Fenian lifted his handsome face to see the quarter moon now floats in the middle of the sky for while. He feels a young woman is shaking a little and tried to bury her face into his chest. A warm hand pulled a large cloak to cover their body and wrapped his arms to protect her.
'Hurry to be dawn, hurry to be dawn' His bows are going to tie.
"Hold me" She murmurs. "I love you, Tutu."
'Corellon and Labelas help me. Please make it over.'
…
The three creatures head to Anduin in the morning late, a one runs along the field and the two figures rode on the one's back. An unsleeping well lets a tiny one hugs his waist to stay her form. The wood elf must control his mind and gains his power to against the powerful one on his back.
'I will try hard and I will triumph over my heart and this tempt.'
"Where are we going, Tutu?"
"I had been telling you that I'm not him."
They arrived at the Lindórinand boundary in the late afternoon. A horse stopped at the river edge and waited for the elves get down his back. The sun light baths the treetops and a silver hair man sits on a lock to wait the comers.
"Rimedur"
"Long time to see you, Fenian"
"Yes, since the last hundred years ago"
"Hn and who's that lady?" A guy name Rimedur gazed at a graceful woman behind his friend. "Nice to see you, lady"
"Yes"
"I am Rimedur."
"Ithilethiel of Harad"
"Harad" He cups his chin. "It is forest of Harad, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is." A shocking maiden still catches his sleeve and move close to him a little when a new face stares at her. "Tutu"
"You scare her."
"Sorry but…who is Tutu?"
…
Three elves and two horses crossed Anduin River to Lindórinand and head to Hithaiglim Mountain (Mystery Mountain where Moria Gate is.). They must leave the horses at the base before walked across the mountain to Dunland. The elves have been knew that this mountain hate them because of its reason. The mountain usually annoys them with the snowstorms to stop the elves but it cannot harm them.
"We will stop at the base of it." A silver hair main pointed at the lower rock on the base of Hithaiglim.
"Good idea and I think she is tired to walk any further since we left Anduin."
They reached the base in the night when the moon raises high above their heads. After finish their first meal in two days since they left Lindórinand. Fenian allows the maiden to cling on him for a night. In the first time he is going to leave her to his friend to take her to Sindar port but the damsel won't agree with him.
"So you are her Tutu."
"Just his reflection for while until she gets better from the shock." A pair of blue eyes stared at a woman who nestles her fine face on his chest to seek his warmth. He fits his cloak and wrapped his arms around her tiny form to comfort her.
'What do I do?'
"What will you do after you send her and me over there?"
"Visit my father in Dorianth and mother in Taurim Duinath"
"And go back"
"Hmp, I think he might want to know her news."
"Such a poor lady" The green eyes gazed back at a sleeping beauty in his friend's arms and sighs lightly.
'Such an unforgiving sin you have, lady'
The bird's noises are annoying her sensitive ears. A curly brown hair woman must stop her sweet dream and wake up to see the annoyances. The morning sun light baths the mountain curves and let some lights shine through the slowly cloud above the tips. A small hand rubs her sleepy eyes to drive the drowsy while the arms unwraps her body to let her free.
"Hmp…Fenian?"
"Good morning, Lady Ithilethiel"
"Good morning"
"Would you mind to get out of me, lady?"
"Sorry and thank you"
"Hmp?"
"To take me from the palace"
"Never mind"
"And sorry to reflect his picture on you…I know I made a big mistake and…"
"It's alright and I am glad that you get better."
The three allies crossed Eriador to Ossiriand Boundary. They stopped at Aman Ereb for a night and ride the horses along Andram Mountain range to Nanthren forest to take a rest after long hours on the horses' back.
"Tomorrow, we will run along Sirion River to the Sindar Port and we might reach over there in the tomorrow evening." A silver hair man said.
"I hope so"
"So get rest"
A young woman leans against a tree trunk and lifted her face to see the stars are shining bright in the waning moon night. She wants to ask him why he hurt her like this but it is too late to return back. The maiden just hopes they will see each other on one day but does not know when will come true.
From weeks to months after an elf took a maiden to Arvernien but the journey is worth to remember. The allies see and meet many kinds of people such as humans, dwarves, wizards, and hobbits. They fought together to beat the monsters, nazguls, and orcs but sometime they were annoying by goblins and ghouls.
"At least, we see the port." Rimedur pointed at a white shore where a ship is ready to depart the land on the next day.
The three allies set a camp for the last night before a one will leave the group in the morning and the left will take a ship to undying land. The weather has change from cool spring to summer and follow by the storms and thunders. They change their mind to rent an elf hotel for tonight after a young woman smelled the rain storm from the sea.
"Thanks for your nose, Lady Ithilethiel"
"I have been telling you call only my name, Fenaian."
"But…"
"I'm just a normal one and I do not have any royal title since I was born. I'm not noble."
"Sorry, I'm forgotten."
"Ku"
"How fun, Rimedur"
"Nope"
A new day come, the allies will part from a group and leave a one to journey alone. A ship is ready to sail out of port. A left one gave them the hugs like a farewell.
"I don't want to part from you, Fenian."
"Me too but it is the best for your new life to forget here."
"No, there isn't all of it to forget and I have a good memory of you and our traveling. We had fought together in many lands." A damsel hugs him tight.
"Yes, many good memories to recall when we are alone."
It is a hard time to say good bye but the time will not wait for them. A golden hair man wraps his strong arms around her form again to remind him of her picture and her movement in his brain before Rimedur and Ithilethiel will step on a wooden board.
"You are always my best friend, Fenian."
"I won't say good bye to you, Ithlethiel, Rimedur." He waves his hand.
"See you again, Fenian" A silver hair man sends him a grin. "And you own my debt."
"A barrel of beer"
"Drunker!"
"Ha! Ha! As you are"
The ship was sailed out of the port and left a golden hair man stands alone on the shore to see the ship is far away from him.
"And I will miss you, Ithlethiel."
A tall frame turns around his form to a horse he left at a tree and start his new journey to see someone who he does not see them for long time. A wood elf man just hope that one day he will see her again but does not know when.
A candle was brew out but a woman still sit on a wooden chair at a glassy window in her dark room. The rain stopped for half an hour ago but the weather stills cold. A small soft hand fits her thin blanket around her body before got up to turn off a player on an end table beside her bed is now cold. She falls on her bed again to force her sleep before someone comes here to see her.
"But I love you, Tutu."