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Chapter Four
Legolas lay fully stretched out on the ground. He could not feel his legs. His bow was missing and so was his horse. The dead weight holding him down was Elyssa's horse. It was dead, shot down by hidden archers. Because he was trapped, Legolas was bored. In his hand he carelessly twirled an arrow in his fingers, studying the designs etched onto it. His ears picked up the faint footfalls of elves approaching. He waited until they came into view. When they did he was stunned. These elves had the same long black hair and brown eyes that Deladrieng had. The three elves were in fact very similar to each other, only by looking closely could you tell one was a female. The three looked at each other and as one nodded. The female took Legolas under his arms while the males lifted the horse up. Legolas watched in wonder as he was pulled out from under the horse. The next thing he knew the female was pressing her thumb on a spot on his neck and everything went black…
"We should take him to the palace, the queen will want to see him." Morwen said as she followed her brothers. The older one nodded his agreement. The youngest of them stayed silent.
"What troubles you Eol?" asked Melkor as he hefted Legolas into a better position.
"Deladrieng was there, we should have waited and taken her in cover of darkness like we took Aredhel back!" Eol said looking at his sister. Morwen frowned.
"No, Deladrieng will not be as trusting, she has been away for too long, she would not go quietly, as much as it pains me to say this but I will not force her to stay." Morwen sighed and looked at Legolas. The three strode on in silence then…
"Do you think he is the elf that Aredhel told us so much about?" asked Eol. He studied the faces of his siblings, though they were triplets, sometime it was hard to know what the other was thinking.
"You want to write this down to don't you, well yes I think he is Legolas and if I am right in guessing, I think the young girl with them is Estel's daughter!" Morwen said with a smile playing around her lips. In silence once more the three walked on.
"Why did Gwen-"?
"Hush, do not say that name!" hissed Eol.
"Sorry, why did the Red Queen attack them?" asked Melkor.
"I do not think it was her, I think it was Nimue and Morgan-"
"Of course, they would do something like this, do you think they knew who Deladrieng was?" asked Eol. Morwen shook her head and once more they walked in silence. Safe in Melkor's arms, Legolas kept his eyes closed and listened to the conversation going on around him. Who was this Red Queen they were talking about and why did he detect a note of loss when Morwen spoke? Who was Aredhel? How did she know him and Estel? The only moriquendi elf he knew of was Isil but that was a long time ago. Was Aredhel related to Isil in some way? All his questions were soon to be answered.
"Isil?" asked Legolas as he leaned against Eol for support. The silver haired elf Queen smiled as the four elves made their way forward. Aredhel had not heard that name for quiet some time, every since she had been stolen from Imladris by Morwen and her brothers. She was glad to hear it once more. Behind her in the shadows was a tall elf lord with long black hair. Beside him stood a small elf child with a bunch of dark red curls. Legolas only had eyes for the silver haired Queen.
"Queen Aredhel," started Melkor.
"Welcome Legolas to the realm of the moriquendi!" said Aredhel with a warm smile.
"Isil?" asked Legolas.
"My real name is Aredhel, what happened?" asked Aredhel.
"We have reason to believe it was Nimue and Morgan, they attacked Legolas and two girls, one of whom was Deladrieng, the girls fled on his horse while he lay trapped under the horse!" Melkor said all this in a flat even voice that portrayed no emotion.
"You saw Dela?" cried the voice of the red haired elfling as she stepped out of the shadows. The elf lord frowned as he reached out for the child.
"It's alright Kama," Aredhel said softly. She turned to the child.
"Where is Dela?" asked the child.
"Not here Rian, but she is safe!" Aredhel said kindly. Rian smiled sadly and ran to her mother's arms. Aredhel sighed inwardly as she stroked her youngest child's curly hair. There was so much to explain and so much to ask. But first they had to find Deladrieng. Aredhel could still remember when she found out that Dela was missing. The little elf maid could only have been about seven, already a good friend with three-year-old Rian. The ones she did not get on particularly well with were Cary and Tyndall. Aredhel wished more than anything that she and Morwen had told those three the truth. But she understood the pain of Morwen and the pain she had gone through when her child had been born. Aredhel looked over at Morwen and smiled sadly. The time of truths was coming, they had to tell them…