Sorry, people. I guess I am really bad with updating. Now that my schedule has calmed a bit,
I'll try to be more regular with my updating.
By the way, the last two chapters have been flashbacks of Treva's childhood, but this chapter returns to the present time.
Review Responses:
sehellys: I really am happy that you like my story so much! It makes me feel guilty that I don't update sooner! lol Ok, you got that trivia question right, but what about this one! 'What creature does Gollum describe as "crunchable"?' No cheating:)
Hermionelily: I need to update more don't I?
On with the chapter...
Treva put down the book that she was holding. In her mind, and heart, war was waging. She had to decide whether she was going to forsake her life as an assassin, or to follow through with her plan, and gain more prestige from her masters. Her masters. Was she really mastered? Did someone else really have control of her life? She would have liked to think that they didn't, but she knew that they really did.
Treva wanted to tell them the cure. She knew that the elves would die soon if she didn't. She didn't want that to happen. She thought that elves had only been concerned with themselves, and that they wanted the other races to die out. Treva couldn't have been more shocked to find a human hiding with these elves, not to mention their hospitality to her. These creatures were more kind and compassionate than anyone she'd ever known. She did not wish to kill the elves. She wanted, more than anything, to tell them the cure, but she couldn't. Not while her masters still dominated her. No, she could not tell them the cure. She was lost. Lost and controlled. She couldn't break away.
She felt abandoned. All of her beliefs were false. Everything she'd ever known. She had always thought that the orcs were lying about the different races in Middle-earth, but it still came as a shock to her. It was like hearing a sound so strongly all your life, then the sound suddenly stops, and your left with nothing but the memory of it. She felt empty. All of these thoughts came rushing to her at once. It was overwhelming, overpowering, she couldn't handle it.
She tried her hardest to contain herself in front of Estel and Elladan. A teary-eyed Treva slammed the book shut, and walked out of the room with it. Leaving a staring elf and human in the library. Estel and Elladan shrugged it off as being fatigue and left her be.
Treva tried to make it to her room, but everything was so blurry, so disoriented, so alien. She slumped down in the hallway, and let herself go. She released all of the emotions that had been swirling in her. They poured out as the tears fell down her cheeks. She was lost, and she had no one to find her, and no where to go. She was no better off in her burning and desolate village. The village that still burned within her. But, no. Did she not have people who cared for her? Who had taken her in? Treva raised her heavy head from her knees. She didn't need her masters any longer. She had a place to stay. A place to love and be loved by the world around her. Treva's eyes shone with new awakening. She, she was free. No more bonds, no more 'masters' restrain her, or to manipulate her. She could finally make her own choices. Immediately she knew what would be her first choice.
She grabbed the fallen book with a new strength and ran to the library, wiping the tears as she ran. She entered the library and was about to announce the cure, when she heard Estel's voice.
"You." He said, his voice filled with anger.
Ooh, another cliffy! We'll stop there to ensure you tune in next time! I wasn't planning on complicating the plot anymore, but I thought a sweet, happy, fairy-land ending wasn't what I wanted.
Sorry, this chappy is so short, but I guess I need to get back into it again. Come back again!