Glad everyone liked the last chapter. Though, I can't make any promises that it won't happen again. ;) And Feywen wasn't hallucinating. That was entirely the black magic doing that to her. It was her punishment for trying to run away.

Reminder, elvish is in bold italics

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He looked into the sunset and listened to the elves that now occupied Rivendell. "Each passing year brings more of them back. Is Lord Elrond and Lady Galadriel sending them or the Valar? Do they know something that I don't?" He waited for some response from one of the two elements that had stayed with him. The other two were with Feywen in Mordor. He sighed and looked towards the north. The now twenty-five Aragorn was staying with his people in the camp that Feywen had established years ago. To him, it seemed only yesterday that they were standing in the courtyard below, pledging themselves to each other. He longed to hold her in his arms again. "It is time to go after her."

"NO!"

"Kemen, what is the matter? I thought you would be with me on this matter."

"You can't go. Feywen won't let you. She doesn't want you to. She hasn't wanted you to go for the past twenty years."

"Twenty years. That is how long Lithwen has been there as well. What are you not telling me?"

"We do not know what is going on, Glorfindel." Naur replied. "All we can tell is that she does not want you to go anywhere near Mordor. Something happened that frightened her. Something about you frightened her." A horn blew from the main entrance to Rivendell. He looked and saw more elves coming into the courtyard. But these had not come from the west and Valinor. These had come from the east if he was any judge of the peoples. These were the few elves from Lothlórien. Among them, he saw Celeborn. He hurried down to the courtyard and greeted the elf.

"Well met, Lord Celeborn."

"Well met, Glorfindel."

"Not that I am not glad, but what are you doing here?"

"I have come to see how you are doing. I know how painful it is to live without the one you love." Celeborn handed his horse to a waiting groom and he and Glorfindel walked into the house.

"I will not lie. I wish to go after her. To rescue her. I was just making up my mind to go when you arrived."

"Then why are you not preparing to leave?"

"Because, I was told that she does not want me to go."

"Did this source tell you why?"

"Only that something happened to make her afraid of me going. They couldn't tell me more than that."

"I see. Well then, I will just have to stay here and keep you company."

"You did not just come to see how I was doing."

"Feywen rubbed off on you I see. You're right, I'm not here just for a simple visit. If I were, I wouldn't have brought some men with me."

"Are the Dark Elves attacking?"

"No, they are not. But I wish they were. E-" Celeborn stopped as a horn ran out. Glorfindel looked at the older elf and raised an eyebrow. Celeborn didn't look at him and the two of them returned to the courtyard. Both men looked as a rank of soldiers entered the northern gates. Glorfindel took his sword from another elf who had thought to bring it to him. Celeborn was right. These were not Dark Elves. But he still knew them. He belted on his sword and stood in the shadows. He wanted to know what they wanted before he revealed himself. Celeborn stood tall and watched as the Mirkwood Elves entered the courtyard. Last to arrive were Thranduil and Legolas. Glorfindel kept his eyes on the two of them. "King Thranduil, Prince Legolas." Celeborn bowed. "To what does Imladris owe this honor?"

"We have come for information." Legolas answered and Glorfindel knew that this was his venture. Thranduil had only come along to make sure no harm came to his son. Though, the Elf king had no authority here. If harm came to Legolas, he had disrespected his host.

"Information? What information could we give you?"

"There is another way into Mordor. We know that information as to its location was stored here in Imladris."

"You speak of the way that three took to enter Mordor." Legolas nodded. "That passage is blocked. Besides, that information was never stored in this library. It is only in the minds of those who went and those they told. But that path is surely to be lost by now. It has been almost three thousand years since that time. And if it is not, the Enemy surely knows about it." Celeborn didn't once glance in Glorfindel's direction as he spoke. "And what makes you think that you can rescue Lady Celebrant when she herself cannot escape?"

"Princess Feywen Thranduillion may be in need of assistance." Thranduil finally spoke. "We are going to help her. But we first need to enter Mordor."

"Then go to your deaths!" Glorfindel said as he stepped into the light. "There is only one way in and out of Mordor and that is the Black Gate. Feywen will have used her power over the elements to ensure that any other passages into that forsaken land are sealed. She went into his hands to ensure we all survive."

"Lord Glorfindel. How nice it is to see you again." Thranduil greeted. Glorfindel remained silent. "Lord Celeborn, I was under the impression that Princess Feywen had left an Elf woman in charge of Imladris."

"He is not in charge." A voice called out from behind the two lords.

"Lord Elladan, I did not know you were here. I thought you had sailed with your father and brother."

"My brother did not sail. Only our father and a host of other elves. Why have you come armed into my home? Speak!" Elladan glared at Legolas and his father. Ever since he had heard about Feywen's forced marriage to the prince, he and his brother had no love for the Elves of Mirkwood.

"We have come seeking information." Legolas repeated himself. "We wish to help Princess Feywen escape the vile clutches of Morgoth."

"Correct me if I am wrong, Legolas. But did she not tell the both of you," he gestured to Glorfindel and Legolas, "not to try to save her. She walked into Mordor to buy us all time. Time that is running out. The information you want is not here as the path you seek has been blocked. If you wish to save her, you will have to find another way in."

"We are not leaving until we have the information we want." Glorfindel and Celeborn both reached for their swords, recognizing the threat Thranduil was making.

She sighed as she looked at the camp. She had made it her duty to make sure everything was going well and that no one had hurt anyone else during their stay. She knew that the people that lived in the camp were not the same ones who had first come to find refuge under Feywen's shield. Five generations had passed since then. Houses had been built and a small city had formed. The Dúnedain had set up their camp between Rivendell and the city.

"Carolani!" A small voice cried. She smiled and knelt to catch a ten year old in her arms.

"Elran, how are you doing child?"

"I'm fine, Carolani. But what is going on?"

"What are you talking about?"

"He is talking about the host of elves who entered Rivendell yesterday. Two sets, both armed." She looked up to see two twenty-five year olds walking towards them. One was Halbarad, Elran's brother. The other, with dark hair and gray eyes that matched Feywen's, was Estel. But he was known to her as Aragorn. She was the only other elf, besides Elrond's sons, that knew him as such. Soon, it would be time to tell him. It was Aragorn who had spoken. "Carolani, they came from the east."

"The east!?" She stood quickly and ran back towards Rivendell. She had not been in Rivendell since the week before. She had been patrolling, making sure that Feywen's shield was still up, making sure it had not weakened. She skidded to a stop next to the river and crept back to the house. She knew the twins and what pranksters they were. She also knew that they were likely to set traps for the prince. It was no secret that they thought of Feywen as a sister, even before her brother had married Arwen. It was also no secret that Legolas sought to steal her from Glorfindel, again.

"Hey, Carolani, stop." She froze and turned at the use of Common speech. She saw Elohir standing behind a tree. He motioned for her to walk towards him. She did, stepping carefully so she didn't trigger some hidden trap. He smiled when she was next to him, indicating that she was safe.

"What do you have planned out there?"

"I told Legolas to meet me out here so I could talk to him. You almost set off the trap. Had you not slowed down once you entered the forest, you may have tripped it before it was meant to be. In fact, you still almost walked straight into it. Elladan wanted to come, but Thranduil caught him before he could come out here. Something about gaining access to Father's private library."

"What do they want?"

"Information."

"About what?"

"Another way into Mordor." She understood and waited patiently. Moments later, Legolas was walking along the path she had just been following. He approached the spot that she had narrowly avoided. He took the extra step.

"Hell!" He screeched as he was hauled into the trees. Elohir winked at her and pulled up his hood and signaled for her to stay put. She had no problem obeying. Elohir walked back the way she had come from. She listened to Legolas's useless calls for help for about twenty minutes before a figure appeared, walking along the path. "Elohir, is that you?" The figure didn't answer. To Carolani, he looked like one of the Rangers. In fact, she wasn't sure if he wasn't and wasn't understanding the elf that hung by his ankles in the trees. "Please, help me." Legolas begged, guessing that the figure was a Ranger and could not understand him.

"Look what you've done." The figure said. Carolani covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. She knew the voice. It was Aragorn. "How are the people of the city supposed to eat now?"

"I am sorry, Ranger. I truly am. Just let me down and I will be on my way."

"You are mistaken. This is not my trap. But you have scared away all the game. But, since you are here, I might as well do as I was asked to do."

"Asked by who?"

"What are you and your people doing here? You are scaring the people of the city."

"We only came for information into enemy land. There is someone there who is dear to me and I wish to save her."

"This woman wouldn't happen to be Lady Celebrant, would it?"

"Indeed, it is Princess Thranduillion whom we seek to rescue. I would appreciate it if you called her such. She is a lady of elves no longer. She is the princess of Mirkwood." Aragorn crossed his arms.

"I have heard what you've done to her. I've heard you forced her into the marriage. That she only married you to save the man she truly loves."

"That is the rumor. But I assure you, it was not forced."

"What information do you want?"

"We are only looking for the way two Hobbits took into Mordor many years ago. I believe that if we go through that passage, we can rescue Princess Thranduillion without much bloodshed on our side." Aragorn shook his head and walked off. "Hey! Come back! You can't leave me here!" Carolani decided to have some fun herself before Elohir returned. She walked back up the path until she met up with the two men. She told them to wait and then walked back down the path. Legolas saw her. "Carolani!" She stopped and looked at him, fake surprise etched onto her face.

"Prince Legolas, I had no idea that you had come to Rivendell."

"I don't have time for small talk, Carolani. Just cut the rope and let me down before Elohir comes. He asked me to meet him out here. Said he wanted to talk about Feywen."

"I think I just saw him up the path a ways. He was heading toward the camp. He must have gotten tired of waiting."

"This isn't funny, Carolani. Let me down from here."

"And why should I?" Venom filled her voice. "I should I do anything you ask of me?"

"You loved me once. If that love was true you will let me loose." Carolani shook her head, anger threatening to consume her. With those words, he had taken the fun from the insult she had planned. She stormed past, making sure to push him hard enough that he ricocheted between the two trees until Elohir and Aragorn returned to the site and finally cut him down, claiming the trap had been set for his brother. Legolas stormed back to Rivendell. Once he was out of earshot, Elohir and Aragorn fell to the ground in fits of laughter.

I hope you all enjoyed that. I know I did. It was really fun writing the second half of this chapter. Thanks for reading and please review.