Here you are. Chapter 4.
Fë stared into her mirror. Her eyes looked hollow, her face was pale and drawn, and she barely recognised herself. Kel's younger sister, Nostariel, appeared in the doorway. "Just to let you know, Fë, that Min and I will be in the kitchens. Cook's teaching us to make scones, though she says there was never a scone-maker to match you, of course. As usual, she says you're welcome back any time." Fë had worked in the kitchens for most of her life, until Minyadan was born and Kel's involvement confessed. The kindly old cook had been like a mother to her; Fë had been orphaned and taken in by the woman at a young age and often visited her now that the prince insisted Fë live as a princess, at least for a little while. "Thank you, Riel, and thank you for looking after Minyadan for me. I just don't feel at all well this afternoon." Fë managed a weak smile at Nostariel before she left, then slumped on the bed in despair. She hated lying, especially to Kel, and now it seemed she was doomed to keep up the charade forever, or suffer needlessly again, and die. She felt dirty, abused. She went to run herself a bath.
Once back in the council, the brothers had spoken only of official business, but Thranduil noticed that his eldest child seemed somewhat subdued; hardly commenting at all, Kel seemed lost in his own thoughts. Judging by his face, they were troubling him greatly. Legolas, however, seemed determined to focus on the business at hand. "No word from the mines, you say, Lord Elrond? I take it this is Mithrandir's information. They would insist on going back… a plague on the stiff necks of dwarves!" The younger prince was larger than life, over animated to falsely show enthusiasm. They would have to be spoken to, later.
Fë slipped into the water, but to her dismay, the feeling of filth did not go away. She sank lower into the bath, pondering whether to confess the truth to Kel. There was nothing he could do to put things right, now. And if I continue to flinch from his touch…she shuddered at even the thought of a man's hands upon her, he'll leave me… I'll have to leave the only mother I ever had… and Kel, the best thing I ever had happen to me, will be gone… She remembered her last comfort, and realised that he, too, could be snatched from her. If Kel wants Minyadan…An elven tear joined the waters already shimmering around her.
TBC…