"Pardon me, I was not aware of your..." she cutoff short.

Legolas was the Elf she had bumped into. He looked incredibly handsome in the outfit that he wore. Ayriel eyed him and studied his features. She noticed that his hair was out of the braids. He gracefully pulled her hand to his. He glanced into her purple eyes, bent low and kissed her hand.

"May I request a dance from you, Princess?" Legolas spoke trying to hide the tremor in his voice.

Ayriel nodded for she was speechless from his outstanding appearance. Her heart was skipping beats as he pulled her closer for the dance. She could fell the hardness of his chest as she rested her head upon him. His grip was so strong but soft and protective. After the present dance was concluded, the banquet commenced. Legolas led Ayriel to the head of the table where he was positioned. A number of Elves watched Ayriel with curiosity and caution. Strange Elves are usually watched with suspicion. Prior to Ayriel seating herself alongside Legolas, Aragorn waltzed in with Arwen in arm. Lord Elrond scoffed at this display. Ayriel looked at Legolas with confusion in her pure eyes.

"Aragorn is half man and half Elf. Elrond dislikes him for taking his daughter's love from her people. She had once told the Elves she would prefer a mortal life," Legolas silently explained.

Ayriel nodded as she waited for the feast to commence. She was famished from the many days she went without food and from the poison she was inflected with.

Lord Elrond rose from his placement at the head. His chocolate brown hair flung back as he snapped his head to the crowd. He was adorning a red jerkin over red pants. He had a cape of sliver attached at the shoulders by a sliver chain. His voice rang out with clearness and pride: "Mae govannen mellon nin! Hannon le. (Translation: Welcome my friends and thank you) May our friendships between wood, water, night, and light Elves be established and held fast! Enjoy the Feast!"

Ayriel, as politely as she could make herself, ate to her fill. Legolas watched the princess with much interest. Elves usually do not feast as such she is. He really started to wonder where she was from. She possessed all the traits of an Elf but she has more traits in her than only Elf.

Legolas glimpsed at the entry and saw someone he knew all to well.

"Father! Heilad! I am so joyful to see you once again!" Legolas shouted as a child would.

"The girl, son, is she well?" King Thranduil urged.

"Yes Ada, she is well, and she sits besides me," Legolas answered firmly.

King Thranduil glanced to his son's right and finally saw the princess. She was outstandingly beautiful. He bowed and kissed the princess' hand as Legolas earlier performed.

"Pardon me, Your Grace, but I need to speak with my son," King Thranduil posed.

Ayriel nodded and Legolas and his father went off onto the balcony. Heilad replaced the empty seat besides her.

"You are stunning, Princess ..." Heilad stuttered.

"Ayriel, sir, the name is Ayriel Starlize," she replied.

"Starlize, I know that name, but not at the moment will the memory come to me. Will you permit me a dance?" Heilad responded.

"As you wish, Sir Heilad is it?" she exclaimed.

He nodded and led her to the dance floor.

"Son, you are informed of a marriage soon?" King Thranduil admitted.

"Yes Ada, I am aware. Who am I to wed?" Legolas replied gloomily.

"A princess from another land, her name is Serena Starlize. Supposedly, her husband had perished and her father looked for a new arrangement. She is 7,000 years age, but their years are shorter than ours. So in our measure, she would be about 3,000, younger than you," Thranduil reported.

Legolas casts his eyes to the ground, he had hoped for better news.

"But, Legolas, your brother wants claim over her as well. Heilad would stop at nothing to obtain what you have. That is one problem and I have found the solution," he said.

"What is the solution?!" Legolas eagerly asked.

"Well, when this new Elf princess made her appearance. My mind thought of something. She may not know much of her past but she could find it out. And if you can help her to remember just five little details, you can wed her, but if not, your brother is her new husband. And Serena is yours. That is, if they free her." Thranduil stated.

"Free her?" he asked puzzled. "Serena had disappeared a year ago in her time. She cannot be freed from their evil, Shade, but once she is free, she will come to you. But for the time now passing, take on Ayriel as Serena never existed, but do not let her know of what is inspiring or this plan may be wasted. You may return to her now, if you would like," his father spoke.