[Okay, I have not updated this story in ages. I am sooooooooo sorry. My bad, I'm horrible, I'm not worthy and so on. Please forgive me. I hope my writing isn't stupid anymore. Have fun!

Oh, by the way. I liked some of the stuff that was happening in the uncut version, so I'm going to use a little of it. Not exactly like it, but the same idea. And I'm not trying to be mean to Legolas in this chapter, he's my husband. Grr! My Legolas! And this chapter has one bad word in it, but it's spelled out. I warned you.]

Lizzie POV

The cool summer wind brought me to a small garden next to the swimming creek. I needed some time to figure out what I would use my wish for. Legolas hadn't been pressuring me for anything, but I somehow felt like I was suffocating from all of his attention. I bent down to pick up some heather in the soil beds and twirled it in my fingers. The purple stems caught the summer sun and glimmered.

Movement on the bridge caught my attention. It was Legolas. I weaved a stem of the heather into my hair and waited for him to come to me. But he didn't. I looked up and he was in the arms of another woman. He kissed and caressed her in a way that he never did with me.

Blindly, I ran to the throne room where I knew Heather and Haldir were. I shoved the doors open and tripped in the doorway.

"Lady Lizzie!" Orophin came and helped me up. I almost pushed him away, but didn't really care about hurting Legolas anymore. I leaned against him until we reached Heather.

"Heather, something happened. It's Legolas, he...he..." I couldn't say it.

"He what?" Heather asked.

"He cheated on you?" We turned to Galadriel.

"Yes. He did."

"I would expect nothing less from a prince like him. They never take marriage seriously. Always have some lover waiting for them. Never satisfied with their wife, even if they do love them." She looked lovingly at me and patted my head. "I wouldn't worry about it. You'll find someone else."

"Find someone else?"

The doors burst open and Legolas walked in, minus his lover. He seemed not to have noticed me at the bridge, or the ugly stares from everyone else. "Lizzie, I saw you in the gardens. I was looking for you. Did you not see me?"

"Oh, I saw you. And your elvish s-l-u-t!" I stomped out of the room and Legolas followed me.

"Lizzie! Let me explain!"

"I don't want to talk to you."

"It wasn't what it looked like!"

"I don't care." I turned to face him. "I trusted you, and you let me down. I hate you!" I slapped him and started crying. Heather caught me before I fell and took me back to my talan.

"Calm down, Lizzie. You have every right to be mad."

"I'm never falling in love ever again!"

"I would never hurt you," Orophin said from the doorway.

"Orophin, get out of here!" Heather snapped at him. He left and Galadriel walked into my room.

"Maybe you should talk to Legolas and sort this out," Heather suggested.

"I'm never talking to him again. I don't want to live! I hate it here!"

Galadriel stepped forward. "Now, that's nonsense. You are here for a reason and you have yet to figure it out. Heather has figured out hers, it is only a matter of time before you find yours. Here, this will help you sleep." She gave me a spoon of medicine and I fell asleep and dreamed a night filled with nightmares. [What's in that elvish stuff, anyway?]