Arwen Undomiel landed with a loud crash. Surrounding her was a forest.
It wasn't very thick but there were many, many trees. (duh...) The noise from her landing attracted the attention of some men nearby. They were escorting the Lady Mary Carey from Hever to Greenwich Palace, orders from her father.
"What is your name?" one of the men demanded cautiously, upon approaching her. There were a few moments of silence before she replied with,
"Ow....my head. What happened?" she asked, obviously waking up. The men took a few steps back when they heard the deepness in her voice.
"Again miss, what is your name?" the man demanded.
"Excuse me? Oh, forgive me. My name is Arwen. Could you please tell me where I am?" Arwen asked, tentatively.
"You are in the country of England, miss. Ruled by King Henry the Eighth." the man replied just as tentatively.
"England? I have never heard of it. Could you tell me of a place where I could stay?" she asked. Mary Carey heard this and got off her horse. Approaching Arwen, she said,
"You can come with me. I can ask the King if you can stay at court with me."
"Thank you...what is your name?" Arwen asked
"I am the Lady Mary Carey." she replied.
"Thank you Lady Carey."