CHAPTER THREE

***Hello once again! OK this chapter introduces a new character (thankies lay) and I also want to add lots and lots of people to my thank you list (Twigs/Lay/Enzo/Sarah) and there are prob more I forgot. Also thankies for my reviews Speak to ya later RANDOMxxxx***

Loria sat, alone once again, in the back street. Now that Aladriel was gone, the tears ran freely. She runs her hand over the flesh, that was still burning from Aldariel hitting her. In desperation Loria mutters 'Be gone foul memories….*sniffle* you are much to painful to hold' as she climbs to her feet and slowly walks back out onto the main street.
She only walks a few steps before she stops suddenly. Loria looks across the street, watching closely. Not daring to move, nor make her self- known. She watched her walk. Her flowing cloak, her long hair, the gentleness of her elfish movement. None of this had changed. Although, Lay's circumstances had.
Laire, more commonly know as Lay, was, at one time, a Mirkwood elf. Once she was betrothed to Prince Legolas. Once, Loria and Lay had been friends. But that was all in a past time. Like Loria, Lay also had a dark history, and also like Loria, she also wished to forget it. But Lay had not forgiven Loria for what she done.