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Days passed and it seemed Legolas was drifting farther from within himself. Finally Aragorn stood with him away from the others.
"Legolas, you must, for the time, put her from your thoughts. That will be a hard task, of this I know. But, if you wish to see your maid this side of the living, you must do so. What we have set out to accomplish is dangerous when we are all focused, but will be death to us if you are not completely here with us."
Legolas heard the words and made no comment. Then burying his love for Adara deep within himself, he turned to Aragorn, "My bow is ready to defend and kill for this fellowship."
Aragorn nodded, but was concerned about the lack of life he saw in Legolas' eyes.
When Elrond held her face, Adara had a sense of something being very wrong. As his lips touched hers, pain coursed through her body. She began to struggle against his hold. He released and questioned, "What is wrong?" She stared at him in shocked horror, "Who are you to do this to me? Where is my beloved?" Elrond couldn't believe what was happening, what he had attempted to do was undone.
"Who is your beloved, mortal?" he asked of her. He saw her frown and finally she whispered, "I cannot remember, but he is not you, my lord Elrond."
He studied her in silence and crossed to a table that held a small pitcher. He held a glass of the contents to her, "Drink, Adara. No harm will come to you if you do."
Adapa was weary of the work of Elves, for at least she knew her beloved to be one.
"What would become of me if I do not drink?" she asked, "I"ve had enough of elvish tricks."
"These are waters of Rivendell, which you drank days before when I was summoned to undo what your beloved had done to you. If you do not drink what I prepare, you will perish slowly beyond the borders. No other waters will quench your physical thirst and you will die slowly and in great pain." He told her.
She laughed bitterly. "I am between life and death already. How could more pain be added to what I already feel?"
Nevertheless, she drank.
Elrond simply left her without any more explanation and she was forced to find her way back to her room. There she found Elwynne waiting.
"Adara! You have returned to your senses!" she exclaimed.
"No, my friend. It seems what little sense I have is gone and nothing is left except for pain and emptiness. What has happened these last few days?"
But before Elwynne could answer, Arwen entered the room carrying a pack for traveling.
"Say no more, Elwynne. It is not for ill that I stop your tongue. But, if Adara is to find her beloved, we cannot give her any other help, save this pack and the direction in which he has gone."
We are to just set her off in the wilderness without any help or kindness?"
"It is not from unkindness that we have to do this, it is for her very existence that we do this."
Adara had stood in silence while they spoke and then said, "Give me the pack and the direction, for I fell my life slipping away as we speak."
Arwen gave her the pack in grave silence and told her where he was headed.
Elwynne gasped and declared, "She cannot go there alone! I will join her!"
Arwen held her back as Adara left them without a word. "I am sorry, she must go about this alone."