“Good bye!” Luna waved to her friends and she and Elrohir set off, headed to Lorien. They had been married a few hours ago, and the party had just ended. Luna and Elrohir saddled their horses and we leaving for their honeymoon. Elenwe and Legolas linked arms and watched as the two newlyweds went on their merry way. The group started laughing; Legolas and Elladan had a put a hand-letter sign on Elrohir’s horse, saying “Just Married”

Life had returned pretty much back to normal, with the exception that no one had seen nor heard from Luna or Elrohir since their wedding. Elenwe and Kerowyn kept a daily watch for them, and remained unsuccessful, until one day when the gaurds reported two horses headed for Rivendell at full speed. Everyone was excited. Elladan, Legolas, Elrond, Kerowyn, Elenwe, Lindir, Glorfindel, and Iodhil were waiting just inside the gates. Within a half hour, the two horses had ridden through the gates and the riders had not dismounted. The group ran over to the horses, to their delight, it was Luna and Elrohir. But delight turned to shock when they saw the condition of their friends. Luna and Elrohir were both dirty, and their clothes were torn, and both looked like they had fought several wars with no stop. Iodhil smirked and whispered to Elladan, “tired are they?” Elladan shushed him and ran forward to his brother as Elenwe and Kerowyn ran toward luna.

“Luna! What’s wrong with you” Luna didn’t reply, instead she fell off her horse unconscious and right into Elenwe’s and kerowyn’s arms. Elrohir had pretty much done the same into his twin’s arms. Elenwe and Legolas looked at each other than at Elrond. Than all at once the group turned and made their way to the healing wings.

After having looked over both elves, Sanariam (who had looked at Luna) and Elrond (who had looked at Elrohir) decided that neither elf was permanatly damaged in any sort of way, only cut and bruised. So the wounds were dressed. AS the last wound was finished, Luna opened her eyes, and looked around confused.

“…We’re home…” she said, her voice hoarse, it sounded as if she had been screaming non-stop. Elenwe rushed to Luna’s side, having been banished to another side of the room.

“Luna! What happened!” She asked. Luna just looked bemused.

“A lot.” Elrohir said from across the room. Elenwe folded her arms.

“So…we have time. And so do you. So tell us.” Kerowyn insisted. Luna and Elrohir sighed.

Luna nodded. “Alright.” She looked at Elrohir and he nodded. “So we started out…we were going to go to Lorien, than to the Sea Elf capital. Normal trip and such. Anyways, everything was good for the first couple of days, than we ran into orcs. Lot’s of orcs. We tried to fight, but for this trip I only took three of my daggars, and Elrohir only brought his long-knife!”

“Hey! I wasn’t thinking…leave me alone!” He said, defensivly.

Luna shook her head. “Anyways…we were captured, and were held prisnor.