Attacked - Chapter 3


Icy cold water splashed on my face, waking me up abruptly.

"Wake up light elf." said a cold voice.

Frightened, I looked upon the speaker. It was the cloaked being in the forest. My eyes began to focus in the dark. I could see its face. No...not an it. A dark elf. He had sharp, angular features. High cheekbones. Broad-shouldered. Unseemingly handsome, with his dark eyes and locks.

"Where am I? Who are you? What do you want?" I asked, a hint of fear in my voice. None of the my kind had seen dark elves for ages. A dispute long ago caused this.

"You ask many questions, young one. I will answer them in due time." His eyes narrowed. "You are the great Captain of Sindarian, aren't you?"

I looked down, not wanting to make eye contact, remembering our encounter in the forest.

"Man eneth lín?" (what is your name?) he asked, more sharpness in his voice.

"Daugleriadhwen." I said softly, barely even a whisper.

"You'll have to answer clearly, little one." he said as he began to reach for his knife.

" Daugleriadhwen!" I screamed at him and buried my face in my hands.

"So it is you..." he replied. He stood.

"May I ask, who are you, sir?" I asked when I looked up at him.

"Brave are we? Testing my paitence?" He bowed. " I admire that milady. I am Cundmaethor."

I searched my mind. The name sounded familiar. "My courage can withstand anything you put it against, Prince Cundmaethor." I said sternly.

"Maybe your kind isn't as dim witted as I thought. For you know of my family" he laughed.

Rage grew inside of me. I spat at him. His smile turned into a look of displeasure. " I would not do that if I were you, great warrior. Pretty as though you may be, I will not be lenient." He turned and walked out the door.

I stared out the door as he left. I tried to get up, but fell back. Chains were bound to my ankles. I cursed under my breath. He intended to keep me a prisoner. How dearly he would pay.

A small pool of light was visible to my left. A small crack allowed warm, friendly light to enter my 'cell'. I edged closer towards it.

"Hain ú-'rogon."(I do not fear them) I said as I looked out. I fumbled for the necklace Tuarwen had given me.

"It will bring comfort to you...." she had said.

A small amount of reassurance came to me...thinking of her. But then doubt crept into my heart. Tears of fear erupted. I relized that I may not make it out alive.

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