//WARNING: This chapter has 'attempted' rape. Dangerous to little kiddies...//

A/N: I sure hope you read above... any who, here is the very very sad, chapter 5.

A Sunset Love

Chapter 5: A friend no longer

Later that afternoon, Mithdelothwen awoke. She was in her chambers, her father and Enantoion by her side with worried expressions.

"Oh, Mithdelothwen, are you alright?" Enantoion practically threw himself onto her. Mithdelothwen wanted nothing more, than to get him off of her. It was WRONG. First of all, he knew that she didn't feel that way about him. Second of all, she was sure that he knew she was betrothed. Also.. he was annoying.

"Enantoion... get off of me." Mithdelothwen said evenly and quietly, trying not to let her temper escape. Enantoion quickly complied, mumbling an 'I'm sorry' before leaving the room.

"Father, what happened?" Mithdelothwen asked, sitting up.

"Right after you finished with the seeing stone, you passed out. Are you alright?" Her father was genuinely concerned. Mithdelothwen nodded, but felt something was missing.

"Something missing?" Her father asked, as Mithdelothwen began frantically looking under her pillows and her sheets.

"Yes... where's my flower?" Even though it was 'just a flower', as some would say, it had great sentimental value to Mithdelothwen.

"Enantoion has it.. why?" As soon as Mithdelothwen heard that, she sprung out of bed and rushed down the hall. That imbecile had her flower!

Storming down the hall, she easily caught up with Enantoion.

"Princess, I see you are feeling much bett--" Mithdelothwen had her bow and arrow pointing at his face.

"Give it back." she said. Enantoion was confused for a moment, but realized what she was talking about.

"Oh.. why? Why is it so special to you? Maybe if you tell me who gave it to you, I'll give it back." Enantoion slyly reasoned. Mithdelothwen merely frowned until her eyes were like slits, and pulled back on the string of her bow.

Why is he being such an ass? She wondered. Why won't he just give me back my flower?!

"I order you to give me back my flower." Mithdelothwen said, pressing the tip of the arrow in his forehead. He smirked, and brought it out of his pocket, but didn't give it back.

"You mean this? This 'precious' thing given to you by some anonymous lover? I think not." Mithdelothwen couldn't take it anymore.

"Look, asshole. Just give me back the flower, damnit! What is your problem?!" She practically screamed.

"What's my problem?" he seethed with anger. "I'll tell you my problem! I'm in love with you, and you don't feel the same! I've loved you for so long, yet you turn to someone whom you've just met! Then, you get a flower from this guy, and you come back prancing around like the princess you are! You never did that when I gave you flowers!" Enantoion had gone from anger to full blown jealousy. Who was this person to take Mithdelothwen from him? She was his, and his alone! (note: jealous much???)

Mithdelothwen saw him starting to advance towards her, and she felt fear. Normally, he would never raise his voice, and was kind, but that all changes once she gets a flower? She saw something in his eyes that scared her. He was obsessed with her and had hatred in his eyes.

"You are mine, and only mine!" Enantoion hissed, scaring her even more. His eyes began to look at her hungrily, stripping her with his eyes. Forgetting about her bow and arrow, she dropped them and began running. To where, she didn't know and didn't care. Unfortunately, Enantoion began chasing after her, and he was very fast.

For the first time in her life, Mithdelothwen was terrified of Enantoion, afraid of him. Tears began coursing down her face as she ran for her life. She suddenly recognized the scenery.. she was approaching the borders of Lothlorien and LoriĆ”. She knew she couldn't stop at the borders as he would catch her for sure, and who knows what he would do to her. So she only had one choice. She had to keep running, into Lothlorien.

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Legolas and the rest of the fellowship were walking through the Golden Wood, admiring the foliage and wildlife. Pippin and Merry were not present, as they were tired out from running from Boromir. He had chased them for a full hour, until the two hobbits fell flat on their faces. Boromir then laughed, saying that's what he'd been waiting for. While everyone else was talking, Legolas was off in his own world, thinking of Mithdelothwen. Then, his keen Elf senses snapped him back into reality. He heard something.

Somewhere in the wood, someone was running.. very noisily, too. Scanning the forest with his amazing elf sight, he saw..

Mithdelothwen! And she was running from a male elf. Perhaps they were playing a game? Apparently not, for Mithdelothwen had tears running down her face. Suddenly as she tripped, she let out a yelp and the other elf jumped on her. That's all Legolas needed to see, as he ran off in their direction.

"Legolas!" Aragorn called, seeing Legolas run off. He then motioned for the others to follow him.

Legolas could see the other elf trying to rip off Mithdelothwen's clothing. He was going to try to defile her!

Not while I'm around, he's not! Legolas thought, running faster.

Mithdelothwen felt helpless. She was screaming now, trying to desperately kick and punch him. But in her fear, all her shots were miscalculated and random.

Just as Enantoion almost got Mithdelothwen's shirt off, an arrow landed dangerously close to him. He looked up and saw a blond haired male elf, with a bow and arrow, looking extremely furious.

"Legolas!" Mithdelothwen cried, crying with relief.

"Let her go." Legolas said with a barely controlled tone. He could believe that someone, an Elf least of all, would try to rape someone against their will. What he absolutely, could not, positively believe, was that the person who was almost raped, was Mithdelothwen.

"Oh, so you're her new lover, aren't you? Well, maybe I don't want to let her go." Enantoion taunted. "Take one more step 'Legolas', and I'll-"

"You will do nothing!" Legolas aimed another arrow at Enantoions head. He was not intending to shoot him, just hoping to scare him enough to let go. But, if he had no other choice... he would not hesitate to let go of his arrow.

"Sheesh, that's the second time today that someone's aimed an arrow at my head. It's hardly frightening anymore." Enantoion said with a yawn. Legolas frowned, and pulled back on the string of his bow.

"It's not very chivalrous to hold a lady against her will." Aragorn said, his sword at Enantoion's neck. Enantoion looked around, seeing himself greatly out numbered. Here he was, surrounded by a very angry Elf, 2 angry humans, an angry dwarf and 2 angry hobbits.

"Let her go!" Legolas repeated, thankful that Aragorn and the others had followed.

"Fine. Have your Elf Princess. For now." Enantoion let go of Mithdelothwen who crawled quickly to Legolas, who bent down to hold her in his arms.

Aragorn still had his sword at Enantoion's neck, and pressed slightly.

"If I catch you near us again, I will kill you, if Legolas doesn't do it first." He hissed, and meant it. Obviously, this Elf-maiden was Legolas's 'friend' that he had met earlier.

Enantoion looked at him venomously, then to Mithdelothwen who was in the safety of Legolas's arms. With a snarl, he left.

Everyone turned their attention to the elven couple, who were currently speaking in elvish. (note: ok, in this part, I am mostly making up the elf language so don't kill me if it's wrong, because it most likely is!)

"Quel duel 'arent tal nin!" [I was so scared!] Mithdelothwen sobbed into Legolas's shirt. Legolas was holding her tightly, almost afraid to let go.

"Uuma dela melamin, uuma dela. Ille cour a tere." [ Don't worry my love, don't worry. You're safe now.] Legolas whispered soothingly, stroking her hair and her back, while at the same time trying to hold back tears. He couldn't break down, not now, not when Mithdelothwen needed him to be strong for her.

Aragorn looked at the others, signaling it was time to leave the two alone.

"Quel duel 'arent tal nin orn na tiel nin, Legolas! Quel duel..." [ I was so scared he would take me, Legolas! So scared...] Mithdelothwen began hyperventilating, her sobs wracking her body. Legolas held her in his protective embrace, kissing her face lightly as she fell into exhaustion.

"Mar 'arent nin, melamin... mar 'arent nin." [ So was I, my love... so was I.]

A/N: Omg... I didn't know it would turn out like that. ^o^ (I just go with the pen flow...) Since there was attempted rape, I had to bump up the rating. Aww.. it's so sad! (but all that for a flower???) ~Feathers of the wind~ 07.19.02