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Bold italic text = elvish

bold text = elemental talk

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She watched as the elf cut the finger from the Hobbit. She knew it was her, but it didn't look like her. The elf before her was glowing with a white light and looked more elf like than half elf. As she watched, she could feel the Ring try to control the elf. But the elements had been right. She was strong enough to control it. She also knew that she was numb from the evil the elements felt from it. The Ring followed the creature into the flowing fires below. She followed them as the elf led the Hobbits out of the cave and to the rock that would soon become an island in the midst of the lava. She watched with awe as the elf's features became softer, more human as opposed to the sharp features of the elves. As they stopped, so did the changes and a measure of peace filled her eyes. It was over. With the peace mingled grief as she realized that she would never again see those she loved above all.

She looked out the window and thought about her dream. She had always wondered why she had been able to resist it. She had traveled with Frodo and Sam and the Ring from the beginning and it had never once tried to hold say over her as it had done to Boromir. She had never heard of an Elandili's elf blood becoming more dominant that their human blood. "Maybe it's something that no one notices, not even them. I sure didn't know until that dream." She sighed and looked at the sky. It was her birthday. "Three thousand one hundred and eighty-four years old and I am prisoner in a land I had feared all my life." The door opened behind her.

"Lady Celebrant,"

"What do you want?" She snarled. For the past few months, she had been locked in her tower with no way out. She was tired of being stuck in her room.

"His Majesty would like to see you. I am here to take you to the throne room."

"Why didn't he just come to me if he wants to see me so bad?"

"I don't question. I only obey." Feywen turned to look at him. It was the Dark Elf that had been sent with Anil to formally invite her to Mordor. "Come, Lady Celebrant. He doesn't like to be kept waiting." Feywen sighed and motioned for him to lead the way. The instant she stepped out her door, she was surrounded by six Dark Elves. Twelve more positioned themselves behind and in front of them. She hide her disappointment. She knew she could defeat them all, but that would also alert Morgoth to her escape. Not to mention the trail of bodies would point the way she was going. She would just have to wait. She was sure that she would be given her freedom again soon. They stopped in front of the ornate obsidian door she had become familiar with. The Dark Elf knocked and the doors opened. She followed him up to the thrones. "Presenting the Lady Celebrant." He announced and bowed. She stepped forward and looked at those assembled. Anil was in her usual place on the steps and Morgoth was on his throne. She showed no emotion as she recognized the brown haired elf standing at the bottom of the steps. Her low cut dress was travel worn and torn. But that did not deter from the beauty the elf held. She was immediately interested in the red slap mark on her left cheek. Morgoth looked at her, waiting for her to bow. He sighed in annoyance and focused the black magic on her ankle, to make her bow. Feywen glared and remained standing. He moved it to her back. Still she remained standing. He glared back and focused the black magic on both areas. Her leg twitched slightly. She smirked as a ball of fire surrounded her and blocked his magic. She lowered it so she could see and talk to them.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"This is Lithwen. She has come from Imladris. But she refuses to tell me why she has come here." Lithwen smiled.

"My Lord, I was only waiting for the Lady Celebrant to join us for the message I carry is for her. From her husband." She looked at Feywen's hands. "Well, once husband." Feywen crossed her arms. "You broke his heart, Feywen. He chased you across Middle Earth. And when you are both finally reunited, you walk away with two Dark Elves to Mordor. He sent me to tell you that he no longer loves you. He hopes you never return. He will not fight for you." Lithwen grinned, the triumph in her eyes. Feywen started laughing. It was not her usual joy-filled laugh. This one was cold and mocking. Lithwen's grin faded.

"I have always wondered about your sanity, Lithwen."

"Why are you laughing? Didn't you just hear what I said? Glorfindel no longer loves you. He refuses to fight for you!" Feywen laughed harder.

"You must not know me as well as you think. That mark on your cheek, I know what made it and why."

"That is enough, Feywen!" Feywen ignored him, but stopped laughing. She didn't move as Morgoth called for her escort to return. "Take her back to her room." Lithwen watched as Feywen was led out of the room. She turned to Morgoth at his voice. "Well, that was very telling, Lithwen. Tell me, what really brought you here. It wasn't to only taunt Feywen about her lost love."

"The elves are returning from Valinor, my Lord."

"So, their returning matters not. Why have you come?"

"I have come to serve you."

She looked out her window at the path she planned to take. With Lithwen in Mordor, escaping through the hallways was no good. Lithwen would be prowling them. Feywen knew she was here to find evidence that Feywen no longer loved Glorfindel. Lithwen was the one who had always tried to steal Glorfindel's attention ever since he had arrived in Rivendell when she was twenty-five. He had been in Lothlórien before then. Lithwen would always try to sit in on her lessons with Glorfindel. She had also always tried to get Glorfindel alone when they weren't training. She had never been able to and Glorfindel had focused his attention on her, the youngest elf alive. She sighed and thought about the mark on Lithwen's cheek. Only two elements could have left a red mark. Kemen would have left a bruise and Naur a burn. But Alu and Vilya were soft enough to leave a red mark like that. She had a feeling that it was Alu. The Water Spirit had quite a temper when it came to Feywen's honor. A knock on her door alerted her to a visitor. She turned to the door and watched as Lithwen walked in. She was clean and dressed in the black armor of the rest of the Dark Elves. She looked greatly uncomfortable in it.

"So, you have been put on guard duty." Feywen said, not hiding the laughter in her voice.

"Your guard."

"This should be fun." Feywen said, knowing her escape would be all the more sweet since Lithwen would pay for it. Morgoth wanted her alive and healthy. If anything happened to her, say she died or fell ill, her guards and servants paid the price. If she escaped, it would be Lithwen's head on the block. "A double victory. This tramp will deserve what she gets." At that moment, Morgoth walked in. Lithwen bowed. Feywen sat on the windowsill. "Yes?" She could see the annoyance in Morgoth's eyes. She knew her limits with him. Now that she knew what had kept the Ring's power from taking over her human half, she used that knowledge to protect her from Morgoth's power.

"I have assigned Lithwen to you. You are free to wander the castle again. She stays with you wherever you go."

"I understand." She did. That also meant that she had to figure a new way out than just sneaking through the halls. Morgoth nodded and left. Feywen laid on her bed, ignoring her new guard. She had to figure out what to do about getting out. Staying in the castle was not helping her. She needed to get out and find information on the Silmarilli. She needed to know how they were made. If she knew how they had been made, she would know how to destroy them. All things of power could only be unmade by the same force that had made them. Sauron's Ring was the prime example in its time.

She looked at her door and then down the side of her tower again. While she had been laying on her bed, the thought had come to her. Her tower was made out of stone. Stone was a form of Earth. She concentrated and made a stair of stones leading to the dark side of her tower. She smiled and climbed out of the window and down the stairs. She stopped at the end and made a ladder out of the stone and climbed down. She went slow so she didn't alert the guards to her escape. The Valar never said how long she needed to stay. Just that she had to go to buy them some time.

She reached the bottom by what she judged to be midnight. With no moon to tell the time, she had no idea how long it had taken her to climb down from her tower. She pulled her cloak tightly around her and turned back towards the path she and two Hobbits had taken years ago. She took a deep breath and started walking. The journey across the plain had taken them a week. But they had also been trying to hide from Orcs and other such beasts. She did not have the burden of the Ring to weigh on her mind now. She had to get to Shelob's cave and through to Minas Morgul before Morgoth realized she was gone. She frowned as she realized how unrealistic that goal was. He would know the minute the faint sunlight rose and the servant brought her food. She needed to be as far away as she could before the morning came. She sprinted when she felt she was clear, the dark cloak and the even darker night hiding her presence.

He glared at the maps around him. There was no other way for him to get into Mordor and get his wife. He could not go through the repaired Black Gate. And he feared following the path she, Frodo, and Sam had taken to get into Mordor during the War of the Ring. Feywen had told him what lurked there. The creature had almost killed her and Frodo. It would have had Samwise not taken up Sting and fought it off.

"Glorfindel." It was Vilya.

"What did you find?"

"You were right. She went to Morgoth. She tried telling Feywen that you sent her to tell her that you no longer loved her. But Feywen saw the mark Alu left on her cheek and saw her for what she is. A liar and a traitor. When she was asked why she was there, Lithwen told Morgoth that she was there to serve him. I don't know what happened after that. I left before I was discovered. She has grown stronger. Before, she needed a source of fire to be able to use. Now she uses the fire within her. She used it to stop something that Morgoth was trying to do to her."

"She can't be left alone any longer."

"If you send all of us, she'll only send us back because she wants you protected as well." Kemen said.

"Vilya and I will go." Alu said from the cup of water on the table. "We will stay with her. We can hide easier than Naur and Kemen can. Only she will know of us."

"Stay safe then."

"Wait," Alu and Vilya turned and looked at Naur. "Tell her what Lithwen tried to do. Tell her about everything. Tell her that Glorfindel has never given up on her. I have a feeling that she may doubt things after Lithwen's words."

"We will." Alu said and then they were gone.

How is that for a plot twist? Did anyone see that coming? Thanks for reading and please review