Silivren started to walk back to her room when her friends caught up with her.

"Do you want us to stay the night with you?" they asked.

She shook her head. "No, no, I'm alright," she said and turned away, walking into Legolas' room. She had put her hair up in a usual bun, exposing her neck.. Silivren had also changed into a very thin long white nightgown which hid very little, if anything at all. She wanted to sleep in utter and complete comfort while she was having her revenge. True, she thought it a bit rash and crude, but she was not thinking at the moment the plan was conceived or acted out. She had her revenge and now she was basking in its glory.

Silivren snuggled between the pillows in the huge bed. She sighed and felt very happy. She got to sleep in the Prince's room! How many elf maidens can say that AND still be virgins! And soon, she drifted off to sleep.

She was fast asleep when a strange figure entered the room ever so quietly, with the swiftness and prowl of a skilled hunter. The intruder threw the blanket off her and as she woke up, clasped a hand around her mouth before she could scream. He held her tight as he grabbed a piece of cloth and tied it around her mouth so she could not make too much noise. Then, throwing her over his shoulder, he proceeded to walk with her out of the room as if she weighed the same amount as a feather. She struggled and kicked and writhed but to no avail and soon gave up, crying softly as she was carried off into the night. Wherever he was taking her was far away, and soon they walked into an abandoned farm house.

He dumped her onto a stack of hay and she quickly pulled the cloth off and readjusted her gown, trying to cover herself up as best as she could. Suddenly looking up, she saw that her attacker was Legolas and gasped. He did not look angry at all. In fact, he looked rather calm and she started to relax until he spoke.

"You blamed me for rape," he said in a strange tone. "Tonight, I'll show you what rape is."

"Legolas?" she said in a small voice, looking up at him with large, innocent eyes. "Y-you wouldn't."

"Wouldn't I?" he whispered, approaching her slowly. She too started to move away.

"No, I warn you," she said, mustering up some courage, "Don't touch me." But he did not stop his approach as she backed up, her bare feet sinking into the hay.

"Legolas please don't," she cried, tears filling her eyes.

"Why?" he asked as if he was asking a perfectly normal question. "Everyone thinks I did anyways, so why not take advantage of the situation?"

Soon, he got onto the hay as well, so close to her that she screamed and tried to run out of the barn, crying and trying not to look back. But just as she reached the barn door, she looked back and saw that Legolas was no longer on the hay stack. She turned to run out of the door, but almost ran into him standing in the doorway and smiling at her. Her breath caught in her throat as she ran to the opposite direction. She could feel his eyes boring into her and truthfully regretted her little trick tonight.

She managed to run out of the barn and through a scatter of old wagons. She hid behind one, thinking that he had stopped following her, and cried softly. She peaked her head out and saw no one.

Suddenly an arm snaked around her waist. "Looking for me?" Legolas purred in her ear. She screamed and broke free from him and ran with all her strength, her hair slipping out of the bun and down her back.. Her heart was pounding recklessly in her chest. She was getting so tired of running and then suddenly she saw another abandoned barn. She ran in and closed the door, wiping the tears from her eyes. She waited a few minutes and all was quiet. She searched the entire place, letting out small cries or gasps every time she touched something. She began to relax and leaned against a wall, but suddenly the thin wall was shattered and arms reached for her. She screamed and wrestled away.

Running to the door, she opened it expecting to run out again, but instead Legolas stood in the doorway, his head cocked to the side, an amused and mocking look on his face. Struck with fear, she slowly backed away and he moved forward, shutting the door behind him.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, she said softly, "I warn you. Don't touch me. Stop. Don't come any closer." But his expression never changed. He kept moving forward and she kept moving back, pleading with him and crying.

She ran to the closest window and screamed for help.

"Is there anybody?" she screamed. "Help!" She hoped this would at least stop him, but he kept advancing at his slow pace.

"There's nobody here," he whispered. "No one to hear you scream." New tears formed in her eyes and cascaded down her pale cheeks as she looked around helplessly looking for a place to escape.

"Let me go," she cried, "Please forgive me." He was silent now as he approached, only looking at her with that same blue gaze.

"Please," she begged and then tried running to another window, but he grabbed her and pushed her into the center of the barn, still advancing. She now held herself as she back away, trying to cover herself up as best as she could. He was now slowly removing his cloak as he approached and still she begged for his forgiveness.

"I'll be destroyed," she sobbed, "It's a matter of my honor! Please!" But he ignored her, depositing the cloak on the ground as he slowly walked closer towards her, a strange gleam in his eyes. And then when her back hit the wall, her heart almost stopped.

"Please," she begged. He was now so close to her, she could feel his breath on her forehead. She clasped her arms around her chest, trying to hide what the nearly transparent material did not. He grabbed her wrists forcefully and pinned them to each side of her. She was quieter now and had her eyes averted to the side.

"Please forgive me," she whispered through her tears. "Please just let me go. Please." She could feel his breath on her neck as he pressed his body against hers.

Soon she realized that nothing was happening and she slowly turned her head to meet the angry glare of Legolas.

"Do you now realize what rape is?" he growled. "If I want to, I can destroy you in two minutes for the rest of your worthless and pathetic life. Not only your body, I can ruin your fucking self-respect too! Think about all the women who have been victims of rape, you stupid whore. Not only their bodies, but their souls are also destroyed. And how easily you cried rape. For you it was just a word. But your one word destroyed my life. I've fallen in my people's eyes. You've raped my self-respect and self-esteem. But I won't do this to you. I can play jokes on people. But I can't play with their honor." She stared at him, tears still falling from her eyes as he released her wrists and moved away from her.

"Now leave," he said, turning away from her and leaning against a wooden plank, banging a fist into it. But Silivren was too shocked by the whole ordeal. She sank down to the ground and sobbed fretfully. Legolas looked down at her. Although this whole thing was her fault, he still felt guilty and picking up his cloak, wrapped it around her.

She looked up at him with large wet eyes.

"Just remember one thing," he said softly, "Don't commit this mistake a second time. Not every male ellon will give you the same courtesy I did." He then walked away, and only her eyes followed him.