The first two parts of this story can be found at https://www.theonering.com/docs/11820.html (chapter one) and https://www.theonering.com/docs/12111.html (chapter two). So you don’t miss anything.
“Alassea, what’s wrong? I know something’s wrong so don’t even think about telling me that you’re fine,” said Melian. I was working again, so that I could get my mind off things. It wasn’t working.
“Well, it’s just that – no, I can’t tell you, milady. Not yet,” I answered. She wouldn’t understand. I couldn’t tell anyone just yet, except for Eärendur, and Calaglin wouldn’t let me. Or I should say, Lessien wouldn’t let me.
“So you admit that something’s wrong?” Melian asked. I nodded. “Well, that’s a start, I guess,” she sighed.
I took my leave and went into my room. I spent a lot of my free time in there. I wanted to tell the Lady what was wrong, that my brother was being controlled by an evil she-elf with my death on her mind, but she would never believe me. Eärendur probably wouldn’t either, but I would just have to convince him. I figured that since Lessien had found out about Eärendur and had probably assumed that we were together, she would kill him first. She would want me to suffer.
“Little sister, you used to be so energetic. What has gotten into you?” I jumped. Calaglin was standing in the doorway. “Is it that Eärendur? Should I make him leave?” Calaglin asked with an odd hungry look in his eyes.
“Oh, no! He may make things better, if anything. Maybe you are the one who needs to leave. I’m just not up for seeing my family so soon after – what happened,” I said. I just wasn’t able to talk about my sister without bursting into tears.
“Well, you will have to see us at some point. I’m not leaving. I think I will even bring Lessien here. Yes, I think I will. She will enjoy it quite a bit.” He then left me feeling more alone than I ever have in my life.
I called Eärendur to my room. This was probably going to be my only chance to talk to him without Calaglin around. Lessien was coming today, and my brother was gone for the day to go out and get her. When they came back, I didn’t know when I would have a chance to talk Eärendur alone, with two people watching over me.
“I have something very important to tell you, and you will just have to trust me,” I said once he was in the room. “Lessien is evil. She is controlling Calaglin and will probably kill us using his body. I don’t know when it will happen, but it could be soon. She will want me to suffer, so she will probably kill the people I care about first. That means you.” I began to blush slightly at this statement, which I hoped he wouldn’t notice. He was just looking at me. I could almost see him trying to comprehend what I had said.
“She wants to kill us? And make you suffer? But, why? She must have some reason,” Eärendur said after a minute. I had expected this. I told him about the gathering where I had met Lessien, and how my beauty had gotten me more attention from the males*.
“I know that it sounds stupid, but that must be the reason. She must have gotten so jealous that she decided to kill me. Or maybe she told her parents about it, and they gave her the idea. It sounds like something they would do,” I finished. “Do you believe me?” I asked, worried.
“Well, this is a little hard to believe. But then, I must admit, I was very surprised at how little sympathy your brother had for you. I mean, your sister had just died. He should have been upset, too. So I guess what I’m trying to say is that, yes, I do believe you,” he answered. I felt the relief flooding through me.
“Oh, good! Now, we have to make Lessien take the spell off of Calaglin. If we don’t, he will be trapped forever. Maybe we could bribe her….”
We didn’t have a plan fully formed by the time Calaglin and Lessien came, but we did have parts of it worked out. I sent Eärendur to his room before they came so that they wouldn’t know whether we had talked or not. I knew that they would probably guess that we had, but they wouldn’t know for sure. I then sent Melian a message saying that I needed to talk to her. This was a part of the plan. I would tell her what was going on, force her to believe, and hopefully get her help. If not, I didn’t know what I would do. Lessien was a powerful elf, and only someone more powerful could fight her spell. I figured that no elf could be more powerful than a Maia, so I would ask Melian for help. I was so scared that she wouldn’t help me, though.
“Alassea? Oh, how lovely to see you!” exclaimed Lessien when she saw me. She came up and hugged me. “Aren’t you so happy for us? I was so surprised when your brother asked me! But of course I had to say yes.”
“Happy for you?” I repeated softly. “How could I be happy for you? You stole my brother away from me right when my sister died. I can’t believe you. You must be insane.” I was so angry. However, Eärendur and I decided not to let her know that we knew she was controlling Calaglin.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I had forgotten that you had just lost your sister. In all the excitement, it just slipped my mind. But believe me, I am very sorry for your loss.” She was obviously acting like she was my friend. I decided to go along with it.
“No, I am the one who should be sorry. Saying you stole my brother, and calling you insane – I don’t know what got into me. I guess it’s just that I miss her – Anaranë, I mean – and having someone ask me if I was happy just made me upset. If I could be happy, then I would be happy for you.” I hoped that she believed me.
“That’s all right. I should have remembered about your sister. Calaglin told me how close you two were,” she said. I didn’t understand why she was being so nice. Maybe she wanted to make me believe that she was good. It wouldn’t work.
“Yes, we were extremely close. Well, I have to get to bed. I have work in the morning. I wouldn’t want to be tired out from a late night!” I said, walking away.
“I would lock my door, if I were you. That is if you don’t already lock it,” said Lessien, making me turn and face her. “You never know who might be lurking in the hall, ready to jump into your room. You really can’t be too careful, now can you?”
“No, no you can’t,” I said, unsettled. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” Lessien answered. She then turned and, along with Calaglin, went down the hall to her room.
*What else could I call the “male elves”? I don’t like calling them that, or just plain “males” either. And I can’t call them men because that would mean the race of men….