~Broken~

Chapter 2:~Hurting~

~Two days later~

Elora felt pain. It had returned. Her nightmares had returned. Only Elladan knew and she wanted it to stay that way as long as possible.
The nightmares hadn't only been about The Witch the last few months. It had also been a man with dark black hair and grey eyes. He had also called her his daughter.
The pain in her heart and body returned time to time. Mostly it returned in the nights with her nightmares.
She had stayed in her room for at least two days. Elladan had allowed her to get some rest and had taken her meetings and paperwork as well. Now she was alone. She had her infant daughter to care for, of course.
But Elladan was right now away on occasion to Rivendell. And he wouldn't be back at least in three weeks.
She laid down in the bed and let out a deep sigh.
She clutched herself against her white silk pillow, trying to hold back her tears that was stinging her eyes.
Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door to her and Elladan's chambers.
"Elora? Muinthel?,"Legolas voice called. Elora swallowed. She had completely forgotten. Her brother and his friends and The King Of Gondor was to arrive today.
And now she was laying in her bed, suffering. She couldn't face her brother like this. She needed to get them to leave.
The problem was that every excuse she would say would only make her brother worried and wanting him not to leave.

Legolas knew this pain. He had felt it ever since his father had felt that his sister was hurting. He knew Elora was not alright. And he had come to see her, not only to be with her, but to help his sister. That's why Aragorn had insisted to come as well.
"Elora, can you open the door?,"He asked gently.
Elora turned in the bed, finally letting her tears fall, silently crying.
Legolas couldn't keep himself anymore. His sister was hurting badly. She needed him.
Legolas opened the door.
They entered and Legolas went over to his sister who was laying, unmoving in the bed.
"Muinthel? What's wrong?,"Legolas asked gently, "You can tell me anything," And grabbed his hand, "She's alive. She's coming for me. She's going to take me again," And Legolas looked at his sister, "Elora, The Witch is dead. She cannot hurt you anymore," And Elora shook her head, "Yes, she can. Legolas, I'm... Having nightmares about her again. She's hurting me. I cannot go a day without pain in my heart and body. Something is wrong with me," "Shh, Elora, it's going to be alright,"Legolas soothed his sister, "Have you told Emersion? Does anyone else know?," And Elora shook her head, "Elladan is the only one who knows. I didn't want anyone to know. Not now when I've recovered this far," And Legolas sighed, "Elora, you haven't eaten anything this morning, have you?," And Elora shook her head. "Everything hurts, Legolas. I don't know what I am anymore," And Legolas pulled his sister into his arms and hugged her tightly and gave her a kiss on the side of the forehead, "It's going to be alright. I promise. We'll figure out what's wrong with you," And Elora swallowed.

Keegan looked at Elora in Legolas's arms. His child. His daughter. He hated that the only way to contact her was to her hurt her through her dreams. He wanted to see her. He needed to see her.
Adrienne walked over to him. "Don't worry, Keegan. We'll have our revenge on Thranduil soon and our daughter back in our hands," And Keegan turned to her, "She's a part Marvena, part demon. She's our daughter. Do not forget why we're doing this. We're doing this for her. Not for revenge on that worthless Elven King," And Adrienne smiled, "Of course. I will gave her our message gracefully. I promise, Keegan," And Keegan smiled at The Demon Queen. He pulled out the necklace with a silver blue dragon crystal that was supposed to be Elora's. "Oh, my little dragon. Soon, we will be together again and you will have a family who respects and loves you for what you truly are. A half demon,"