The warm wind whipped my face gently; the smell of fresh rain filled my nose, but not really. I was just in a wonderful place. Let me introduce myself, I am Calydor, Princess of Mirkwood, daughter of Legolas the great archer. I know it would be more interesting if I was his wife, but it will get more interesting as I tell you my story. Let me begin my story.
My mother Queen Alexandria of Mirkwood was taken by a dreadful illness in which they call… (Sniff) Cancer. I know elves are immortal, but she removed her immortal necklace and died silently in her slumber. She was going to a more peaceful place. I don't know how to explain it, but I cried for hours and days. They say I was suffering from depression. I answered, "Aren't you supposed to mourn over people that have lost their lives?" They could not answer, so it was okay to mourn.
Months later, after my mothers death, my father decided to go on a journey to visit a good friend by the name of Aragorn. After he left, my life went in daily routine, wake up, maids wash you in your personal stream, get dressed, learn to read and write in elvish ect. ect.
About three weeks later my father brought back a mortal. She was blonde, rough pale skin, dull gray eyes, and a broken nose shape. My father was foolish to bring a mortal back. I had to make up a plan before it was too late. There was only on decision… get rid of her.