Time passed sooo slowly in the cell room. It was cold, dreary, and the silence was loud enough to kill: pretty depressing if you ask me. To get my mind off things though, I engrossed myself in checking out the place from top to bottom.

I started with the ceiling lamp hanging from a vine. It was pretty nice, glass panes surrounded the light making it look like some light fixture found at a tavern or something. I tugged at it, turns out the vine was stationary and didn't swing. Huh, could have fooled me. Then, I couldn't believe it when I didn't get burned as I touched the torches along the walls. They weren't lit by fire, yet still emitted the same bright glow; it was pretty cool. I inspected the table and chairs. They were pretty standard. So then I crawled underneath: no graffiti, of course. Shame I don't have a pen on me. I'd like to doodle my story and leave a mark on this place. Although my situation wasn't all as romantic as I thought coming to an elvish kingdom would be, I was in Thranduil's kingdom, in the not so real but real Middle Earth. That doesn't happen every day. So in a way I was feeling giddy, angry, and a little depressed all at the same time.

I went up to the door and looked outside. Actually it's not even a door, it's like a gate with vertical slits and eloquent melded patterning at the top. The bars were heavy and fit together perfectly. On the side I saw one of the two guards from before standing watch. They must have thought I was someone dangerous: what an honor. Or, that's just their standard position. I looked around, yup, one guard posted every cell block or so. No honor for me.

Light bulb.

I remember reading in a fanfiction about a girl who bothered the heck out of a couple of guards and they actually paid her notice. How was I any different?

"You there! Good sir." I called. I'm gonna have fun with this. "I am in a predicament you see… I can't seem to figure it out. Are all human maidens treated like this in Thranduil's kingdom? Thrown in the dungeon I mean. You know I thought that, well, there'd be some courtesy at least throughout the whole," I made a gesture with my fingers, " endeavor." I finished.

Lord knows what I was getting at. But I know he heard me because he shifted a bit, his head was still facing forward though. From the side, I could tell he had dark brown hair but I couldn't see his face. A bronze helmet covered all hopes of seeing his expressions.

"Now I know what you must be thinking. This prisoner is a crazy ellon." I let the word ellon roll off my tongue for exaggeration. "I don't know what happened too really. I just found myself like this. You wouldn't know a way to turn me back right? So then I can prove to Allonen he's in denial of the truth."

I didn't add that I was also getting pretty cold down here and wanted out. My sweat had chilled me to the bone. I was starting to get a headache. Not like I would say though cuz I'm a badass for all they know!

Still no answer from guard. But this was good, I was expecting this.

"Furthermore there's has been so much going on right now, I just need someone to talk to. And you've shown me you are a great listener, I thank you: because some elves are really decent actually. I've met one other just before, and her name was Cilivren. She's really pretty if you don't know her. I wonder if all guards know each other but you should meet her if you haven't already."

I paused for a moment to inspect my poor companion. He was probably tired of hearing my chatter already. His head turned a fraction of an inch as he glanced my way.

"Well, that's more like it. Eye contact, finally."

He looked away quickly and faced forward again.

"Uh-uh. That's not how it works. I have recognized your existence and you have mine. My name's Elle. You're supposed to introduce yourself now. If not, I say a name and you are that name if you don't say so otherwise."

His armor rose slowly and fell. Sigh is right dude, how do you think I feel in here?

"Oh I hate my job." I said aloud, which is most likely what he was thinking. Hehe.

"I feel you. You poor soul. But don't worry! I'll brighten up your day with bestowing you a name! Hooray!"

It was almost like he couldn't take it now.

" Tethir." One word. He had a nice deep voice at least.

"You answered! Good choice, I was about to give you the most generic name among humans: Bob." Then I laughed aloud at the thought. An elf named bob?! AHAHAHA

I quieted after I heard the last of my voice echo through the dungeon. It wasn't unpleasant sounding, just different. I mean deeper. Which made me wonder… what did I look like as a guy elf? Elves are pretty darn attractive, so was I good looking?

"Say you don't have a mir-" I started saying until something struck me. No not a thought, something really, really hard hit me. I fell back from an impact I didn't even see coming. My head felt like it was splitting apart as I yelped and balled up on the ground. I heard Tethir move suddenly too and the gate unlock.

After a moment, I started to regain my vision... What… just happened? I thought trying to blink away stars.

"Ow…" I held my head in my hands. Then I realized. My voice was light and airy. Wide eyed I looked up at Tethir who stood before me. I could make out two shocked brown eyes and an open mouth.

"Tethir…" I said hearing my voice again. It was several octaves higher all of a sudden. He stared at me unblinking, lips parted almost as if he was going to say something, but didn't know what. I unzipped my hoodie in a flash and looked at my t-shirt. Would you look at that. I'm a girl again.

I'M A GIRL AGAIN! AHHHHHH!

I scrambled to get up and placed my hands on both sides of his helmet.

"I'm a girl…right?" I breathed. I was too excited to notice footsteps coming down the hall.

He only nodded, still surprised.

Beaming, I squeed in happiness and gave him a massive hug.

He still didn't know what to say or do while I jumped up and down in my excitement. But I didn't care because I was myself again!

YASS!

Then I stopped as I saw Allonen at the door.

Suddenly my happiness spell was broken.

"Man cerig? (What are you doing)?" Allonen glowered at Tethir who had betrayed his post. We had already split apart but I could feel the tension now, and the misunderstanding grow.

"Alright hold up!" I said with my hands in the air. "I just had a faint spell, as you wouldn't have known. And he was considerate enough to check that I wasn't dead. And guess what? I'm a GIRL NOW." I pulled my hoodie off to show my feminine figure. "So you'd better apologize for not believing me mister! And thank Tethir for being here!"

Allonen looked stupefied. "You're… an elleth?" He said as he finally found his words.

"Uh no. Human." Again, I brought my hands to my ears. They were pointed…

"Nevermind…" I said, "But I'm a female none the less!" I stared at Allonen and challenged him to defy my undeniable proof!

He swallowed as if he had something bitter in his mouth. He then came forth and grabbed my arm pulling me out of the cell.

"Ouch, hey!" I struggled against his strength. Again with the roughness. What the heck!

"You're going to see King Thranduil." He said not looking back at me or slowing his pace.

I couldn't win against the Elven guard so I tried to quicken my pace so it wouldn't be as uncomfortable.

I turned my head back where Tethir was. I hope he wouldn't be put in any trouble because of me.

I was kind of obnoxious and he didn't deserve it.

He was standing there, smaller now as we walked further away, looking back at me.