Aragorn followed Gandalf through the woods of Aldoryth. Gandalf seemed to know the way quite well, and it often surprised Aragorn how many places Gandalf had been. They reached the palace quite quickly and, assuming that Eldarion had been captured, Gandalf led them to the dungeons, where they were flanked by at least twenty orcs. They drew their weapons and prepared to fight.

Elemariel and Legolas had recovered their weapons from the room where they were originally taken, and they and Edarlir were poised and ready for the orcs and King Elmindor to enter the room with Eldarion. They didn't have to wait long. Elmindor was beside himself with glee as he and some of his orc "bodyguards" dragged Eldarion into the room.

"I suppose you're here to find your sister and her elvish friend, are you not?"

"What have you done to them? Why are they not here?" Eldarion couldn't keep the fear out of his voice.

"Well, if you must know, they're a little bit too smart for their own good. They escaped from this room and fled to who knows where. But they're in this palace, and it's not too late for me to crush them. And since they were defiant, they're going to get it twice as badly as they were going to before." Elmindor gloated.

"King Elmindor, my lordship." Edarlir said as he stood and stepped into the light. "I've caught your prisoners." He reached down and grabbed Elemariel and Legolas.

"How did you... oh never mind. It doesn't matter. Now I have all three of them." Elmindor couldn't seem to contain himself.

Edarlir chained Elemariel and Legolas to a post. Elemariel stared at him.

"I thought you were on our side." She told him, not able to keep the hurt out of her voice.

"Yes, well, I was trained as an actor. It's my job to fool you." Edarlir grinned wickedly as he went to join Elmindor.

"Well, I think this little boy has a slight attitude problem. Oh well, nothing a good beating won't take care of." Elmindor said evilly as he took the chain and approached Eldarion.

What happened next occurred in a blur of color and a clash of swords. The door flew open and Aragorn, Gandalf, Gimli, and Boromir charged in with their swords drawn. Edarlir flew to Elemariel and Legolas and unlocked their chains. Elemariel, Legolas, and Edarlir drew their swords as well. Elmindor's horde of orcs charged in as if they were summoned to the spot. Swords clashed as a battle broke out. Eldarion screamed as one of the slain orcs flew into him. Several of the orcs retreated, but some stayed to fight. Elmindor flew from the room, and Elemariel followed him. Legolas saw this, and tore after her.

Elemariel and Legolas followed Elmindor all the way out onto one of the balconies. Elmindor turned and smiled evilly.

"Well, the same elf that defeated me is about to be defeated. I must tell you, it took longer then I had hoped for, but I will finally have my vengeance." Elmindor grinned at them.

Elemariel and Legolas weren't going to wait and give Elmindor a chance to get under their skin. They both dove at him. Elmindor grabbed Elemariel by the hair and pulled her away from Legolas. Elemariel tore herself away from him and fell to the other side of the balcony. Legolas and Elmindor had stopped fighting for a minute and both were fixed intensely on her. She backed up to the edge of the balcony, looked down, and looked back at Legolas.

"Legolas, mellon nin," She began in elvish. "Trust me." This was all she said before she stepped off the balcony and fell about fifty feet.