~The Rightful Light elf Queen~

Chapter 18:~Secrets~ Part 2

Elora walked out through the meeting hall when Thranduil's voice stopped her. "Elora, we all would like to talk to you... Alone!," Elora could hear the determination in her father's voice. Elora nodded for Emersion to leave.
Elora was soon all with The four high elves.
She sat down at the table. She knew what was to come. "Elora, where you a prisoner of Sauron?," Elrond asked gently. Elora didn't know what to say. She had feared that this would happen. It hurt to remember every terrible minute she had been imprisoned by Sauron, not knowing when he was going to get through with his plans for her. Emersion had saved her just in time as he did all those years ago from the witch. He had saved her just in time before The One Ring was destroyed. Now she knew he was alive and was coming for her. "Elora, you don't have to be ashamed. We will not judge you for what happened to you," Elrond said gently. "Ithildin, it will get better if you tell us," Galadriel declared. "I was his prisoner," Elora finally answered, "But he did not know who my parents really was. He knew I was a Light elf and needed me for his plans...," "Plans for what?," Elrond asked, "Elora, you don't have to fear. We won't tell anyone without your consent," "His plans to forever darken Middle Earth," Elora said quietly. Galadriel knew that this made sense. Elora was a Light Elf. Gifted with powers and life from The Valar. Blood of The Valar and the moon and sun. The Light Elves powers were connected with whole Arda. "Elora, no harm will come to you, we promise," Galadriel declared to The young Light elf. Elora looked down but said no more. She feared that it was too late. But she had promised herself, she would not let herself break again. "The Light Elves must always prevail!," She thought for herself.

Far away in Mount doom, the fallen enemy was rising along with new and old ones.