[LúthienTinúviel]

Inwardly, Tinuiel sighed with relief as the elf put down his blade, but her stony appearance betrayed nothing. "You have chosen wisely," she said, and saying that she bade him stand. Just as the elf stood, Tinuiel heard a noise behind her. She whirled around, but as she did, she made sure to turn the prisoner as well. She stood facing Anarya and Novannon and a dark elf she did not know. The point of her arrow was in the stanger's back. "Mae govannen, Anarya, Novannon. We meet in strange times. I have caught another tresspasser in these woods. It seems that Thranduil's lands are beset from many directions, but we have yet to see if this elf means harm. I think perhaps more harm was done to him than he means toward anyone. But," she turned her voice on the strange elf, "you have threatened me, and I am of Thranduil's realm. That was ill done. You would have had more chance of mercy had you not done that thing. But mercy you still may find, if you are honest and humble." She turned again to the three elves before her. "Anarya, who is this elf with you? I have not seen him before."