Anarya watched in horror as Mornovarion and Rudchamion fought, not knowing what to do. Their deadly brawl continued, as the elf who had been on trial tried to persuade Legolas to take Thranduil.
Her attention turned back to the fight between the dark elf and Mornovarion. She knew that something had come over Mornovarion. That was not him trying to attack the king, but another. She stifled a cry of relief and terror as Rudhchamion cast the knife from Mornovarion's hand onto the ground, and held his weapon to Mornovarin's throat. Anarya ran foward,
"Don't hurt him!" She cried, "Something is wrong with him! He wasn't going to do that,"
She ran to Rudhchamion and held his wrist that had the weapon in his hand. She looked down at Mornovarion and watched dumbfounded as the evil spell that had come over him left, leaving him confused and trembling on the floor with weariness.
"Please," She said looking up at Rudhchamion, "Don't hurt him, he didn't know what he was doing,"
The dark elf's face that had been like stone softened at her request...
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Snow white! Snow White! O' Lady Clear! O' Queen Beyond the Western Seas!
O' light to us that wander here amid the world of woven trees!
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