The Beginning

CHAPTER 2

We arrived outside at the big table where my dad meets his old friends or makes big important decisions. I saw my grandparents, Celeborn and Galadriel; my mother's parents.

 Lúthien stood in one corner and my siblings were sat on chairs. My dad took my hand and we both walked where Dalius was.

 Dalius is 4000 years old. I am only 1000 years old. He wasn't cute at all. He had a moustache. He was the first elf I saw with moustache.

 I was about to cry, I didn’t want to marry to an elf I didn't know yet. Galadriel sighed while Celeborn was holding her hand.

 “Hello Arya. Is true that you are beautiful” Dalius said.

“Thanks” I said. I have to control myself. I was very sad. He gave me his hand and I looked at my father and he told me to hold his hand.

“How can we trust in you?” Elrohir said.

“ELROHIR!” my father yelled at him like stopping him.

“I'm sorry dad but he is our enemy” Elrohir said. He was angry.

“He won't be any more if Arya marries him” Elrond said.

“But you don't love her” Galadriel said.

“I do” Dalius said.

One hour later, Dalius went to his bedroom, in Rivendell. I walked with Galadriel and Celeborn to our old bridge.

“We have to go but if you need something you can come to see us in Lothlórien” Celeborn said.

“Only if my father let me go there, He didn't let me go alone since my mom went to Valinor” I said. Galadriel smiled at me touching my face.

“You will be alright” she said with a sweet voice and they left.

 The days passed quickly and the wedding day was getting closer. My nightmares turned into my weakness and they were becoming stronger.

 There was a night I dreamt with Dalius making me damage with a dagger and I began to be afraid. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to get married to someone who is or was my dad's enemy and someone I didn't love.

 One week before the wedding, in the middle of the night, I took my sword and I went to where my horse was.

 Someone grabbed my arm, she was Lúthien.

“What are you doing?” she said to me.

“I need to getaway. I cannot marry to someone I don't love” I said.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“I'm going to Lothlórien. I will be safe. Don't tell my dad you saw me” I said.

“Okay but be careful” she said and I ran away with my horse.

 While I was in the mountains on my way to Lothlórien I heard some shouting. Its sounded like orcs.

In the distance I could see Lothlórien's lights and I saw some many bonfires. There were orcs. One of them saw me. I started running with my horse as fast as I could.

 “Take her!!” one orc said.

 I didn't have any choice to step into a dark old forest, Mirkwood. I got off the horse, I took my sword and I let my horse to run away. I didn't see any orcs.

 There was a main entrance. There was a stone statue but the old branches couldn't let me see it. I moved them away.

 It was a woman…and elf woman.

She looked like me. Same mouth, same lips, same eyes… She was my mother. I heard some voices and I started running.

Why was a statue of my mother in the forest?

Suddenly, I stood there. There was a tree. It was different from the rest. The other trees were darker and old. This one was green with flowers. I didn't understand.

 Some orcs appeared. I was caught up.