[Witch_Queen]

Cariâthwen had spent most of the morning tending to her horse. Thorn had never liked being away from Cariâthwen but he was now finally getting use to her being gone. Cariâthwen was on her way back inside the inn when a piece of parchment fell out of the sky, landing right in front of her. Cariâthwen bent down to pick the parchment up. On the outside she saw elvish writing that she knew all to well. A message for her. Cariâthwen was all to happy cause this meant a message from her mother.

Cariâthwen proceeded on her original thought, going inside to have a seat and wait for Seleven. Finding an empty table was going to be hard. Looking around the inn she finally saw a table that was unoccupied. Always in the far corner where I tend to stay.... Funny how things work out. Her morning was already looking good and she thought the day could only get better.

Trying not to bump into the hungry hobbits Cariâthwen made her way to the corner where she could set and read her message all while she waited for Seleven. Cariâthwen was all to reluctant to read the message. Unrolling the off-white parchment Cariâthwen thought her heart was going to jump out of her chest. She gazed at the elvish writing, knowing this message was from her mother.

"Cariâthwen,
My dearest daughter. You have spent most of your life looking for purpose as to why you are who you are. I know you all to well and I believe now it is time to tell you the truth as to who we actually are." Cariâthwen paused, where was her mother going with this message. You have lived your whole life and the only woman you knew as your grandmother was Galadriel but that has been a lie. When I was just a "child" Galadriel took it upon herself to raise me as her child. I know this news may seem unreal but I am afraid it is the only truth I know. You are still my child and no one elses. I know not what else to tell you that might help you with your search. All your life you seemed so different from the other elves. You are different cause you see everyone as the same. Even if that means that you never leave your life in Middle Earth, its your life.

Do not let the news trouble you,
Melvilyawen"

Cariâthwen sat in her chair stunned and didn't want to believe what she had just read. This cannot be true..... Does this mean my life is a lie? No I...... Cariâthwen ignored the sound of footsteps. She almost didn't even notice that Seleven was standing behind the empty chair.