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A/N: I hope you enjoy this and I will try to update it once a week. I know how annoying it is when people don't update them, so I'll do my best! Thanks for reading! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mirkwood had been separated into two parts, the North and the South, for many years after royal disagreements. The two parts were not divided equally and because of this the South were annoyed as they had received the smaller section. The border was only a few miles above the East Bight, leaving the North with the main trade route along the Old Forest Road.
A war had been fought between the two sides, which did not help Mirkwood's situation. Things were still rather fragile and neither side respected or trusted each other anymore.
The King of the North was Thranduil, who although he did not trust the South, did not begrudge them, and wanted to regain at least an understanding if nothing more. He knew that this was nearly impossible because of the Southern King, Harathnor's stubbornness.
Harathnor was incredibly stubborn; once his mind was made up it was almost never changed. His only child, Faranthir, particularly suffered from his unfavourable decisions. He would never allow her a second opinion on a matter. His word was always final. This was the unfortunate way that Faranthir had been promised to her suitor, Tethril. She had known him a few years, but not very well. He was a young advisor for her father, whom he had become fond of. Tethril's attentions had often been towards Faranthir although she did not notice them. She had never felt any need for another elf to look after her and was angry when her father revealed to her that she was to be married to him next summer, almost a year away. She had begged her father to let her choose, in time, who she should marry, but he had decided and that was his final word.
Although Faranthir hardly knew him, she thought Tethril was respectable, charming and considerate, but when she was forced to spend time alone with him, found him abusive and cruel. After two months of their engagement she was expected to share his bedroom in the palace, but not lose her virginity to him until after the marriage. Almost every night he would hit her. She feared to sleep next to him as he would often pretend to be tolerant of her and then lash out. Her father would never have believed her if she had ever told him because he treated Tethril as a son. Harathnor had always wanted a son but Faranthir's mother had died during childbirth and he had never wanted anyone to replace her. So, Faranthir suffered in silence, awaiting her fate of a loveless and hopeless marriage to Tethril on the 21st of September that year...
A/N: I hope you enjoy this and I will try to update it once a week. I know how annoying it is when people don't update them, so I'll do my best! Thanks for reading! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mirkwood had been separated into two parts, the North and the South, for many years after royal disagreements. The two parts were not divided equally and because of this the South were annoyed as they had received the smaller section. The border was only a few miles above the East Bight, leaving the North with the main trade route along the Old Forest Road.
A war had been fought between the two sides, which did not help Mirkwood's situation. Things were still rather fragile and neither side respected or trusted each other anymore.
The King of the North was Thranduil, who although he did not trust the South, did not begrudge them, and wanted to regain at least an understanding if nothing more. He knew that this was nearly impossible because of the Southern King, Harathnor's stubbornness.
Harathnor was incredibly stubborn; once his mind was made up it was almost never changed. His only child, Faranthir, particularly suffered from his unfavourable decisions. He would never allow her a second opinion on a matter. His word was always final. This was the unfortunate way that Faranthir had been promised to her suitor, Tethril. She had known him a few years, but not very well. He was a young advisor for her father, whom he had become fond of. Tethril's attentions had often been towards Faranthir although she did not notice them. She had never felt any need for another elf to look after her and was angry when her father revealed to her that she was to be married to him next summer, almost a year away. She had begged her father to let her choose, in time, who she should marry, but he had decided and that was his final word.
Although Faranthir hardly knew him, she thought Tethril was respectable, charming and considerate, but when she was forced to spend time alone with him, found him abusive and cruel. After two months of their engagement she was expected to share his bedroom in the palace, but not lose her virginity to him until after the marriage. Almost every night he would hit her. She feared to sleep next to him as he would often pretend to be tolerant of her and then lash out. Her father would never have believed her if she had ever told him because he treated Tethril as a son. Harathnor had always wanted a son but Faranthir's mother had died during childbirth and he had never wanted anyone to replace her. So, Faranthir suffered in silence, awaiting her fate of a loveless and hopeless marriage to Tethril on the 21st of September that year...