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Summer Wind

Chapter 4

Elrohir walked towards me with a worry expression. Why would he care about me? He doesn't know me?

"Are you all right?"

Nobody in this world cares about me, nor my world or whatever. I turned my head, feeling sobs rising up inside me. I didn't want to seem weak and cry in front of him. But to no avail, my shoulders started shaking.

'No one in any world cares about me! I was left alone to be teased and be somebody's punching bag! As if I don't have any feelings of my own!'

I bit my lip from crying out loud from that thought.

"My lady?"

I moved away, whimpering when I felt him move a strand of hair from my face.

"I am not going to hurt you my lady." His voice felt so close yet so far away.

More sobs raised inside me, my shoulders shaking uncontrollably. I didn't want him to see me like this. Why did my mom have to die? Why did my father beat me?

"Why doesn't anybody care about me?" I said out loud by mistake.

"Why do you say that my lady?"

I finally looked up to him, the tears silently going down my, probably flushed, cheeks. He looked shocked at me, as my tears wouldn't stop. I shook my head and turned around, walking further into the gardens, not able to face him or anybody right now.

"My lady?"

Elrohir stopped me. I shook my head, looking down. I felt him grab my chin and made me look at him.

"I may not know what happened in your past life, my lady. But you are away from the hurt, and pain. You do not need to hate whatever it is that you hate and build so much anger and fear from it." Elrohir watched me carefully. "If you need to, cry. Let it out. Even if you do not talk, at least let all the anger and pain out of you by crying. There is no shame in that."

I let a sob escape my lips and cried harder. Elrohir crushed me into a hug, as I buried my face into the side of his neck. I thought I cried out all the pain years ago. I've been alone for a long time, yet the tears continued to come. Old wounds now re-open. But I don't feel alone. No. I feel safe, warmth, and actually feel wanted. I guess somebody did care. Even if they don't know me.

Like Thranduil, and Legolas. They were the first ones to actually care about me to let me stay here, talk to me as I was one of them, and healed my wounds. I felt my eyelids feel heavy, as I was beginning to get tired. The last thing I remembered was a woman's voice in the background and Elrohir picking me up.

--3rd POV--

Elrohir looked down at the girl in his arms. How it pained him to see a young child, especially a female, let it be mortal, Elf, or whatever, cry from sadness, anger, confusion. No one should be confused and not feel wanted.

'Who could have done this to you, my lady? You are so fragile, and sweet. Why would anyone hurt you, if it was not the work of Orcs?'

"I believe she is beginning to fall asleep, Elrohir."

Elrohir turned his head to see Lady Galadriel standing a few feet away. She walked graciously towards the immortal and mortal beings in front of her. Galadriel spoke once again in her bell-like voice. Soft, yet so much power behind it.

"Take Magdalena back to her room. It is right next to yours."

Elrohir looked down at Magdalena's half closed eyelids, so he lifted her in his arms. As her head fell on his shoulder, Magdalena was fast asleep.

"Good night, Lady Galadriel." Elrohir bowed his head.

Galadriel did the same and watched Elrohir take the mortal in his arms to her room.

"You will find someone to care for you, Magdalena. Someone to love you as one of them. To not take any advantage of you." Galadriel smiled sadly.

'You may be from a different world, but now you belong here. No one will ever hurt you again... My precious niece.'

--1st POV Dream--

I awoke to a banging at my door. Getting out of the warm, comfy bed, I walked over to the door and opened them. I stood there shocked, surprise, and fear. Standing in front of me was my father. Drunk, angry, a scolded look, and hatred burning in his eyes.

"You stupid bitch!" He took a step forward, as I took two back. "You think you can just leave me!? You will pay for what you did!" He continued to advance me.

How could my father be here in Middle Earth? I thought I was the only one? And how did he pass through the palace guards? How did he know where to find me? I wanted to call out for help but I couldn't for the fear that has consumed me. I started to cry silently, until I felt the cold air, and the railing of the balcony.

I had no way of escaping now. My father had me trap and he was going to kill me now. I shook my head.

"I didn't kill her."

"Shut up!"

"But I didn't kill her!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" My father punched me across the left cheek.

I fell to the floor, blood spilling from my busted lip. My cheek throbbed in pain, as my father grabbed me by the neck. He leaned me over the railing.

"You will die tonight!" My father snarled.

I saw his eyes turn a bright red, golden color, as his voice was also sound different. He than had another face merged with his own, making him look even scarier. I was than brought back to the balcony and dropped to the floor. My father fell to the floor, a few feet away from me, a dagger in his stomach. He looked at me in pure hatred and shocked. The same double face and bright red, golden eyes.

"You stupid whore!" Than he fell with a thump. Dead.

I whimpered standing up, fear and confused as to what happened. I than saw Elrohir looking at my neck for any kind of injury.

"He did not hurt you, did he my lady?"

I didn't answer him. I just cried and hugged him tightly, scared of what might have happened.

"Shh, it's all right. I am here. No one is going to hurt you." His voice now sounded so soft and far away.

I closed my eyes, sighing in relief. This is where I belong. Somewhere I was wanted.

--End of Dream--

I slowly opened my eyes to see Elrohir's eyes staring into mine with concern.

"It was only a nightmare. Do not worry, no one is going to hurt you."

I smiled and buried my face in his chest. I felt him hug me closer to him. I remember now. I cried myself to sleep in the gardens. I guess Elrohir brought me back to my room. I was glad for it, for if he wasn't here, I would still be having that nightmare.

"It is about dawn. Would you like to get ready for breakfast?" I shook my head. "You do not want breakfast?"

I sighed inwardly. If I'm gonna need something, I'm gonna have to talk. But before I could say anything, the door knob was turning. Elrohir and I looked at each other, than Elrohir got out of bed at lighting speed. He ran over to the balcony, as I put the sheets to my chin, pretending to be asleep.

I perked up my ears but didn't hear anyone, until the door closed and a tray being set down on the table. I than heard the door to my left open and water running. After couple of minutes, it was quiet. Than a door opened and closed. Opening one eye cautiously, I looked around. I picked up my head off of my pillow and looked around the room.

I got out of bed and walked over to the balcony. I put my arms around my waist, as I felt a cold air pass by me. I looked around the balcony and didn't see Elrohir anywhere. Shrugging, I turned around and jumped about five feet, startled. I pressed a hand above my heart, and closed my eyes.

"Sorry, I did not mean to scare you my lady." Elrohir said.

I opened my eyes, glaring at him. But smiling nonetheless. It wasn't his fault that he scared me. Will, it was in a way but whatever. I shook my head and waved my hand, dismissing it. I walked over to the table and sat down, looking at the tray. I grabbed an apple and pushed the tray away, not really hungry.

Elrohir sat across from me, staring curious and concern at me. I pointed to the tray if he wanted some.

"No, I think you should eat it." He pushed the tray towards me.

I arched an eyebrow, finishing my apple. I pushed the tray back to him and stood up. It was only one step when I felt Elrohir grab my arm. I turned to him, as he was standing up, glaring.

"You have to eat something, not just an apple."

I yanked my arm out of his grasp and turn to leave but Elrohir turned me around.

"I told you I was going to protect you. And if that means I have to force you to eat, I will."

He sat me down and I looked up to him, no emotion showing. I followed his every movement, as he sat next to me, pushing the tray towards me. It's not like I don't want to eat. But he never fed me. So I rarely got hungry. That's why I'm so skinny. I'm not even average for a girl my age or healthy, for that matter.

I started at the food. It was some kind of soup, with bread on the side, grapes, and water. I took the spoon and filled it with the soup. I blew on it to cool it and took a small sip. Elrohir cleared his throat in disproval, so I put the whole thing in my mouth. I swallowed the warm liquid and looked up at Elrohir, not wanting anymore.

"Keep eating. I'll stay here until you finished the whole thing."

I sighed, and looked at the soup.