Chapter 2
Captured
Mirkwood-Middle Earth

How could this be! One minute I am sitting in homeroom and the next I am in standing in the most beautiful forest I had ever seen. I knew that I could not possibly be here. I had to be dreaming and I would wake up any minute. Yet, everything seemed so real. Could I actually be dreaming and be feeling what is in my dream now? Then my thoughts got interrupted.

"Halt! You have no right to be here," said a stern voice from behind me.

I instantly turned around and faced a stern looking male. He was about six foot four with long blonde hair tied back off his neck. He wore a gray robe and behind him, was about twenty men all wearing and looking quite the same.

"What is your name and business?" the man questioned.

"My name is Lily Lee and for your question on why I am here I really don't know myself," I answered honestly.

"Surely you must know why you have entered the forest of Mirkwood."

"Actually I didn't even know this places name. I was daydreaming in my homeroom class and I sort of wound up here wondering if this was for real."

"Liar. You know why you are here. You are most likely a spy and for that is the punishment of death. However, that is not my place to decide. You are unwelcome and with that said you will report to our king and he shall make the final decision."

Before I could come back with an answer, two men grabbed me and I was forced to go with them.

I could not understand what was happening to me. These people looked the same as those in my dream yet they were acting like different people altogether. I kept thinking that it would not matter because I would be waking up soon enough anyway. Yet, my gut feeling was telling me other wise.

We did not have to walk far when we came upon the village that I had dreamed about. However, as the women began to come out they did not come a greet me. They all stayed by one another and were whispering among themselves. Each seemed to be more curious as to whom I was than to come out and be friendly with me.

Then we came to a complete stop in front of the largest building in the village. Only it really was not a building. It seemed to be a tree in its self. It looked as though magic was the only way that this home could have been made.

Before I realized what was happening I was being pushed into the great building and into a magnificent hall where three figures sitting upon thrones of gold and silver.

The man that sat in the middle I guessed to be the king. He sat in a gold throne that had the highest back. Not to mention that his seat was more magnificent than the others. He also was tall, probably around six foot seven, and had a strong build. He did not look very old in appearance with his brown hair and his robe of red. Yet, when you looked into his eyes you knew he had great wisdom. The kind of wisdom they held were that had seen many ages of despair and times of happiness as well. I had yet to understand how that was humanly possible.

Sitting on the king's right was the queen. Her throne was silver and suited her well. She had blonde hair and was dressed like she was queen of the Earth. She wore the most beautiful dress made of pink that brought out the stunning features of her face. She too seemed young expect for her eyes. She seemed to hold so much power over the hall it was hard to miss her confidence.

The most stunning person of the three was seated at the king's left. This was a young man, the same young man from my dream. He was tall and had blonde hair like his mother. He wore a robe of sky blue that set off his eyes that were already a fierce blue. He looked no more than sixteen in both body and eyes. Never had I seen such a handsome guy than the one that I was looking at now. Yet, I did no longer feel scared of what the king might say. When what I really felt, was a deep sense of calmness.

Then the men that were behind me took their hands off me and bowed to their king. As did every man that stood in the great hall. They all seemed to have much pride and respect for their king and ruler. Then they returned to their former positions of guarding me.

"Who have you brought to me this time?" the king demanded.

"We found her on the edge of the forest. She says that her name is Lily Lee and that she just wound up here from no where in particular," the guard answered.

"That will be enough Bernard leave me and take you men with you."

Bernard along with his men bowed once again and left the hall. When the hall doors were shut once more the king turned to me and said,

"I am King Thranduil of Mirkwood and of all elves that live here in its woods. This is my wife Queen Roheryn who has served me well over the last one thousand five hundred years and this is my son Legolas. Now that we are alone I will ask you again why you are here?"

"I honestly don't know. All that I can remember was that I was daydreaming in class about this place and then it became my reality," I replied.

"I don't believe a word."

"Father maybe she is telling the truth. I mean look at her she is obviously not wearing clothes of our world. Well she is downright dressed like a man. Even the mortal women in our time do not dress like that. She just maybe right. Hold on how old are you?" Legolas interrupted.

"I am fifteen years old."

"Father don't you see. In our world and the mortals here. If she is fifteen mortal years then she would be about one hundred and forty nine years old in elven years."

"You may be correct son. However, I will not take any chances of having any type of liar in my kingdom. Therefore, we will hold a trail at noon to decide what we will do with her. Until tomorrow's trial this case about Lily, will not be discussed to anyone outside these walls. Do I make myself clear?" he said.

Both Legolas and the Queen nodded in their understanding of what the king had just said.

With that the king clapped his hands and two servants came in and took me away from the hall. I now felt as though my fate was at the mercy of these people. I was now starting to realize that this could not be a dream. I was feeling everything around me and in dreams nothing is ever this clear.