(Elora's POV)

I woke up in my white four poster bed in my room in Cirdan's castle. I got out of bed and put on a white long silvery silk dress with long sleeves and a pair of silver slippers.

I went out of my room and started walking down the corridor.

I've been Cirdan's slave for 2016 years and I'm now 2932 years old. He was kind to me as a child but as I grow older, he started being more cruel to me.

I've been trained to be a fighter and ruthless warrior and royal lady ever since I 96 (16) years old. And now I'm his slave. His weapon to take revenge on the elves who banished him.

His wife, Cristiana has always been so kind to me and so has his brother Emersion even though he could be cruel to me sometimes, he was never as evil as Cirdan. He always cared about me in some way.

Cirdan had said that he found me in the woods abandoned by my parents. But I don't believe that. I'm actually an elleth with powers no other elf process. And it's my powers that is the reason they abandoned me. But that is something I refuse to believe.

I have blue eyes and golden long blonde hair. (Like Legolas's except a little darker blonde) I have always wondered how much I favour my real parents and what my life would have been like if they hadn't abandoned me.

Cirdan's court and Emersion calls me 'The last of her kind' or 'The last Light elf'

Cristiana has always called me 'The Queen of Dragons' or The last Light Kingdom's Queen or The last Light.

When I was little, I always dreamed of my real parents coming saving me from Cirdan and taking me home. But I know that no one will ever come for me.

I will be trapped as Cirdan's slave forever.

Cirdan's soldiers learned me to fight with sword, white knives and bow and arrows while Ilitri taught me to use my powers and Cirdan learned me Sindarin Elvish. Not because I thought I would ever need it.

I'm now 2032 years old and I've been his slave for 2016 years.

I've always wondered if I would ever met any of my own kind. But I know Cirdan would never let me leave his Kingdom without permission which I wouldn't get.

I went out into the hall and faced Cirdan, The evil Wizard. And he turned to me, studying me closely before he gently stroked my golden blonde hair. "Elora, my daughter, you're going to do something for me," And I swallowed, "Master, what is it you want me to do?," And Cirdan smiled wickedly, "You're going to bring me my revenge on the elves,"

When I returned after riding, Cirdan grabbed me and dragged me down to the dungeons.

"How dare you defy me!?,"He exclaimed angrily. And I swallowed, "My Lord, I...," He trapped me in chains before he started torturing me. I screamed and looked up at his brother Emersion with pleading eyes, but he only turned away from me.

Cirdan threw me into my room, broken and torn and slammed the door behind him and locked it. I knew I had to escape. I managed to stand up despite my bleeding wounds and torn dress.

I had endured worse. But it always hurt so much.

I managed to escape my room through the balcony and I stumbled out to the stables where I saddled my horse, Snowflake. And I escaped. But I had nowhere to go. I would let Snowflake take me where she felt safe. After a while, I eventually fell asleep.