And here is chapter 4.
Disclaimer: If you recognize them, I don't own them.
Morwen groaned as she landed in the bushes below her bedroom. She could vaguely see Caladwen looking over the banister, speculating the distance to the ground. She eventually jumped and landed beside her sister. Caladwen quickly got up and picked up her sister, carrying her over her shoulder deep into the forest. She would often turn around and head in a completely different direction, making sure her sister was lost.
Eventually Caladwen stopped and dumped her sister onto the ground beside a tree. Morwen's head was beginning to clear, and she was starting to regain some of her fight. Caladwen grabbed Morwen's left arm and pushed her sleeve up. Morwen half-heartedly tried to pull her arm away, but Caladwen pulled back, harder.
"Don't mess with me, Morwen!" Caladwen scolded, slapping Morwen's hand hard with her knife. She then took the tip of the knife and deeply carved into the inside of Morwen's left arm the word 'ERUI', which, translated, means 'alone'. Once the word was carved deep enough to cause enough blood loss, to Caladwen's like, she knocked her sister out by hitting her hard on the head with her knife. Morwen lay there, limp beside a tree, blood flowing from her arm, as Caladwen walked confidently back to the palace, where she slept the rest of the night away.
The next morning in the Dining Hall, Ladion noticed that only one of his sisters was at the table.
"Ada, where's Morwen?" Ladion whispered into his father's ear. Legolas looked around the room, his eyes only falling on one of his daughters.
"Her room?" Legolas suggested. Ladion excepted this and went back to his breakfast. However, when Morwen failed to show up for breakfast, Legolas began to worry.
"Caladwen, have you seen your sister today?" Legolas asked his daughter, after breakfast.
"I did see her last night. She was wandering through the forest. Is something wrong?" Caladwen replied. Legolas just looked at her suspiciously and left her side.
Legolas walked quickly down the hallway, towards Morwen's bedroom. He knocked on the door, and nobody replied. He knocked on the door again, and when he still didnt get a reply, he opened the door to find Morwen's bedroom in a state of disaster. The vanity chair was knocked over, the covers of her bed were ripped off the bed, and the books from the shelf were all over the floor. There had obviously been a struggle.
He noticed that the doors to the balcony were open, a breeze was blowing through the room. He walked out onto the balcony and looked over the side, down to the bushes below. His elven eyes noticed that a couple of the branches of the bushes were snapped. He went outside to examine the bushes and found very faint footprints, leading off into the forest. He followed them as far as he could, but eventually he came to a thicket of thorn bushes. He could find no way through them, so he hopped into a tree and climbed over them. Once on the other side, he had to look around for a bit to find the footprints. Eventually he found them and they lead him deeper into the forest, changing direction often. As he looked up from the ground, he saw a small figure leaning against a tree surrounded by something dark.
He ran to the figure and found his daughter, deathly pale, sitting in a pool of her own blood. Legolas could see that her arm was badly wounded, not to mention the numerous scratches across her body and face. He stood there in shock for a second, before realizing the danger Morwen was in. She had obviously lost a lot of blood. Legolas bent down to pick up his daughter, but as he did, he almost dropped her. She was freezing! He held her as close to his body as he could, and ran as fast as possible back to the palace. He paid no attention to those he passed as he ran to the healing wing. He burst into a room where there were healers dealing with some patients from a recent Spider attack, causing them to start.
"Prince Legolas! Whatever is the matter?!" One of the healers asked.
"It's Morwen! She's hurt!" Legolas said, gasping for breath. The healers who weren't doing anything immediately jumped into action. They shooed Legolas out of the room quickly and he was left pacing outside the door, wondering what was going on. It didn't take long for Ladion, Caladwen, and Faelwen to appear by his side.
"Ada! What's happened to Morwen?" Caladwen asked.
"She's been attacked. Her room is a mess and she was left deep in the forest, scratched and bruised. She's lost a lot of blood." Legolas replied as he paced. Faelwen tried to comfort him, and tell him that everything would be okay.
"Have you even talked to her? Does she know who you are?" Legolas asked, a little more harshly than he meant.
"No. I thought that maybe you were springing things on her just a little too fast, so I decided to wait to introduce myself to her. Learning to except an entirely new lifestyle can be hard on a girl!" Faelwen replied. Legolas just glared. How dare his wife insult his techniques in getting to know his daughter?! She hadn't even talked to Morwen! Who was she to say he was doing it wrong?
Nonetheless, half an hour later, the door opened and a healer stepped out, beckoning Legolas and Faelwen to her.
"Your daughter has lost a lot of blood. We managed to heal her up nicely, but I'm afraid the deeply carved wound on the inside of her left arm will forever be a scar." the healer said.
"But she's alright?" Legolas asked.
"Yes she is fine. You may see her now, if you'd like. But she'll have to stay in bed for the rest of the day." the healer replied. Without another word Legolas rushed into the room, closely followed by his son and daughter. Faelwen, however, remained outside. She had decided to wait till Morwen was alone to introduce herself.
Legolas entered the room to find Morwen sitting in bed, eating a bowl of soup.
"How are you feeling, Morwen?" Legolas asked, sitting in a chair next to the bed.
"Fine." Morwen said quietly inbetween spoonfuls of soup.
"Could you tell me what happened last night?" Legolas prompted. He recieved no answer. Morwen didn't even look at him. Ladion kneeled down next to her on the other side of the bed. Caladwen just stood in the background watching how subdued her sister had become. It pleased her to see how much pain she had obviously caused.
"Morwen? Could you tell us what happened last night? Please?" Ladion asked. Morwen glanced at him and shook her head, and returned her attention to her soup.
"Why won't you tell us?" Legolas asked.
"Elves hurt me." Morwen replied.
"An Elf hurt you?" Legolas prompted.
"No." Morwen replied.
"Then who did?" Ladion asked.
"Everyone." Morwen said in a low voice looking up darkly at Legolas.
Well theres chapter four. Im sorry it took so long and is so short. Iv become stoopid and started thinking about WAY in the future of this story which is BAD! BAD ME, BAD! hits self in head anyways that caused me to end up with writers block so...R&R please!
And now, responding to reviewers.
Haldir's Heart and Soul: I said at the beginning of the story that I was just going to say the ages in mortal years even though they're elves because I've had problems with it before. sorry for any inconvenience. Legolas didn't exile Caladwen because, although she killed her kin and sister and stuff, she was Legolas' daughter, and he knew it was a mental thingamajigger. He decided that it might be more benefitial if he tried to get her help. Someone to help her deal with being so...evil...that sounds stoopid but w/e. Thats why Caladwen was in Lorien at the beginning of the story. She was getting help. I hope that clears things up.
Poor reviewing outcome on chapter 3! I hope I get more for chapter 4, or I'll be really upset. I'll give some chocolate to anyone who reviews!