"Maybe this is what I need Jonea, a week in Rivendell," Alisa said as she put a few dresses into her bag. She looked at herself in her new mirror. She touched the scar that now was forming on her wrist.

"What happened that night," Jonea whispered as he walked closer to her. He slipped his arms around her waist and looked at her in the mirror.

"You know already, I told you millions of time, along with Aragorn," she said looking at him through the mirror.

"Your story doesn't make sense" he said walking away. "You tripped, fell, landed on the mirror, it shattered only cutting your wrist," he said retelling the story. Tears started to form in her eyes. "I know there is more."

"I….I can not tell you…it is to soon…"

"Alisa…"

"No, Jonea, I cannot tell you, not now. Maybe later, when the time has come, but….not now," she yelled.

Alisa sat by the tress, leaning against one just reading a book. Things started to quiet down, the cut on her wrist was now only a memory. Jonea was the only one who still questioned it. The problem with Rolland had changed. He apologized for what he had done and the look in his eyes told her everything would be ok. Aragorn walked two horses over to her, and strapped her bag to the horse.

"Ready," Aragorn asked as he helped Alisa up on the horse. She gripped it tightly, hoping she would not fall off. "Relax Alisa." Aragorn said, getting up on his own horse.

"Easy for you to say, you ride horses. I do not, I hate horses," she yelled, as Aragorn took the reins of her horse to guide him along. Alisa looked at the garden near her home, Rolland stood there, watching her every move. She watched him until she could no longer see him anymore.

"Alisa wake up," a voice rang threw her head. She opened her eyes to find that the moon as come up, and the stars up above. "You slept the whole way here. How I do not no, but you did." He explained helping her off of the horse. Alisa had slept a dreamless sleep.

"Dear friend," she heard anther voice say, she recognized it has Lord Elrond.

"Elrond, very good to see you," she said, rushing into his arms.

"Same for you my child….I must tell you both, King Thranduil and his son Prince Legolas are here…"

Legolas, she was sure she had heard that name before, but she couldn't remember when. She quickly forgot about it when she was brought into the room she was staying in. It was beautiful, the bed was made out of the finest wood in Rivendell, and the window had a view of the sky, and the stars. The room was painted gold and silver. It had a small place for her clothes, and a trunk in front of her bed.

"Get some sleep, tomorrow you shall meet the guest who are here for Arwen's Birthday…"

The sun came through the window, shinning into Alisa's eyes. She quickly got up, knowing she would have to be in the dinner area soon. She put on a red dress, which went down to the floor, the sleeves stopped at her elbows. She tied her hair back in a pony tail, with a braid going down the back of her head.

She rushed through the doors, a few people looking at her, but no one really caring. The party had already started, and Arwen could be found talking to Alisa's brother. She walked over, both of them never really noticing her.

"Alisa," Arwen yelled, hugging her, "You made it."

"Finally decided to get up," Aragorn joked.

"Funny…."

"Alisa, I would like you to meet someone very special to me," she said, dragging the girl with her. "Legolas….this is Lady Alisa, daughter of Arathorn, sister to Aragorn." She said.

"Sister to Aragorn you say, pleasure to meet you," he said gently taking her hand and kissing it. Then he noticed the scar on her wrist. "What happened my lady?"

"Nothing," she said quickly pulling it away so no one else could see, she rushed off leaving them standing together.

The party dragged on, many danced with each other, swaying to the music. She looked at the prince that was seated with his father, and Lord Elrond. He was so beautiful, probably having all the elf maidens back in Mirkwood after him. She watched Aragorn, and Arwen together happy as can be. If only someone knew that she wasn't that happy with Rolland. But no one did, and she would be stuck with him forever. She prayed for a miracle that one day things would change.

She stood up fast, her chair falling to the ground, many turned to look at her as she rushed out of the dinner hall. She rushed outside, past the Rivendell gates and into the woods. She stopped suddenly when she realized she was being followed.

"O no," she whispered to herself when she realized she had wondered too far. Then an orc jumped out in front of her, causing her to scream. Thoughts of her dieing soon entered her mind.

"I am going to die like my mother,' she cried, the orc cornered her into a tree. He was about to kill her, but he never did. She moved out of the way and the orc fell dead. She looked to see another arrow kill an orc that had come up behind her. She saw the prince, and her brother fighting off orcs. Then another one pushed her, and her head hit hard to the ground.

"Alisa…" was the last thing she heard before she blacked out.

"I am very worried about her, she woke up a few hours ago," Aragorn explained.

"Well what does she remember," Legolas asked. Lord Elrond and Arwen also stood in the room that was down the hall from Alisa's room.

"She remembers everything from her past up to arriving here. That's all, she does not remember getting up for the party, or wondering into the woods," he explained pacing around the room.

"Will you tell her," Prince Legolas asked.

"No, and even if she saw you again, she will not remember you…."

NOTE: MORE TO COME SOON...