Post by Corona Greenleaf on Apr 11, 2010 15:50:36 GMT -5
The sound of Horses sounded quietly over the Mirkwood woods. An elegant Elf sat upon one with and Eight year old elf girl. Her name was Corona Greenleaf Princess of Mirkwood and Mordor, Daughter of Ayleth queen of Mirkwood and Mordor. Corona, her mother and her Gaurds were to go Gondor to meet Corona's future husband, who is prince of Gondor. Corona was sitting on a black horse with her mother, Ayleth. Her Blond curls were bouncing with the horses step, she giggled petting the horses neck. Silence took over the woods, making it seem as if something was watching them. Corona shuddered at the thought of something or someone taking her away. "Mommy! I'm to young to get married! Do I have to?" Corona's sweet eight year old voice broke the silents. She couldn't take the quietly any longer, but something was wrong. Her mother was speaking to her but nothing was being said. Instead everything was quiet, all but one voice. It was deep and scary but there was something about it, it sounded nice and kind. Corona smiled, Jumped off the horse. Into the brushes running toward the voice. Corona didn't get very far when a strong hand grabbed her mouth to keep her from screaming. The hand was cold, hard and strong. A tall Dark One stood over her, it was a lady. She had long dark brown hair and red eyes.