Sorry if I confused you guys with the point of views. I decided to settle
with the 3rd person or the omniscient POV anyway.
CHAPTER III- The Rescue
The cool wind caressed her face as she ran through the glade. She could her the water of the stream nearby. It's been almost two weeks since she came her. It was not as bad as she thought it would be. In fact, she enjoyed all the things here in Rivendell, the place, the people, her father, and Legolas. Thoughts of his handsome face filled her mind. This brought a smile on her face. She was also acquainted with the thought of living an immortal life. She bent down on the stream and dipped her hand on the cool, clear water. She shifted her gaze on the bushes behind her as she heard the leaves rustled. "Legolas? Is that you?" she called. Instead, Boromir's burly figure came up behind her. "Expecting Legolas, my princess?" he asked huskily as he neared her. "No. And please don't call me princess." Esilan said while keeping her eyes fixed on the stream. She felt Boromir walking towards her and she felt his hand grasped her waist. A gasp escaped her lips as she tried to loosen his grip. "Let me go, Boromir!" she hissed as he turned to face her. Her eyes darkened as she looked up at Boromir's wicked smirk. "Not yet my princess. But do not try to scream nor fight for I am stronger than you." He threatened. Esilan wriggled and gasped as he shoved a gag between her lips and tied it around her head. Boromir grabbed her wrists and tied it together with a small piece of rope, to keep her from fighting back. She moaned as she was shoved on the hard, rocky ground and felt Boromir's weight on top of her. " Open you legs my princess" he teased as his hand grasped her soft chin. She shook her head and a frown was painted on Boromir's face. "You asked for it!" he said huskily as he forcefully opened her legs and pinned it to the ground with his knees. He bent down and grazed her neck as his hands struggled to open her shirt. Esilan's eyes began to cloud as she heard a riiiipppp. She felt his hands on her bare chest going down her stomach to her belt. Tears rolled down her eyes as Boromir's lips traced a warm, moist path to her breast. He was almost successful in removing her trousers when an all-familiar voice came up. "Let her go, Boromir." Legolas said as he aimed his arrow straight at Boromir's neck. Boromir glared at the elf for his interruption and stood up. "I'll let you have this day, my friend," he said as he got up. His eyes roved over Esilan's limp body as he raced across the stream. Legolas removed his cloak and covered her. He could still see the shock on her face and the terror in her eyes. "It's alright, Esilan. I'm here now" he soothed as he effortlessly lifted her up. Esilan began to sob but after a while, her vision went black.
CHAPTER III- The Rescue
The cool wind caressed her face as she ran through the glade. She could her the water of the stream nearby. It's been almost two weeks since she came her. It was not as bad as she thought it would be. In fact, she enjoyed all the things here in Rivendell, the place, the people, her father, and Legolas. Thoughts of his handsome face filled her mind. This brought a smile on her face. She was also acquainted with the thought of living an immortal life. She bent down on the stream and dipped her hand on the cool, clear water. She shifted her gaze on the bushes behind her as she heard the leaves rustled. "Legolas? Is that you?" she called. Instead, Boromir's burly figure came up behind her. "Expecting Legolas, my princess?" he asked huskily as he neared her. "No. And please don't call me princess." Esilan said while keeping her eyes fixed on the stream. She felt Boromir walking towards her and she felt his hand grasped her waist. A gasp escaped her lips as she tried to loosen his grip. "Let me go, Boromir!" she hissed as he turned to face her. Her eyes darkened as she looked up at Boromir's wicked smirk. "Not yet my princess. But do not try to scream nor fight for I am stronger than you." He threatened. Esilan wriggled and gasped as he shoved a gag between her lips and tied it around her head. Boromir grabbed her wrists and tied it together with a small piece of rope, to keep her from fighting back. She moaned as she was shoved on the hard, rocky ground and felt Boromir's weight on top of her. " Open you legs my princess" he teased as his hand grasped her soft chin. She shook her head and a frown was painted on Boromir's face. "You asked for it!" he said huskily as he forcefully opened her legs and pinned it to the ground with his knees. He bent down and grazed her neck as his hands struggled to open her shirt. Esilan's eyes began to cloud as she heard a riiiipppp. She felt his hands on her bare chest going down her stomach to her belt. Tears rolled down her eyes as Boromir's lips traced a warm, moist path to her breast. He was almost successful in removing her trousers when an all-familiar voice came up. "Let her go, Boromir." Legolas said as he aimed his arrow straight at Boromir's neck. Boromir glared at the elf for his interruption and stood up. "I'll let you have this day, my friend," he said as he got up. His eyes roved over Esilan's limp body as he raced across the stream. Legolas removed his cloak and covered her. He could still see the shock on her face and the terror in her eyes. "It's alright, Esilan. I'm here now" he soothed as he effortlessly lifted her up. Esilan began to sob but after a while, her vision went black.