"Meet on the battle field and it will be your neck held to a blade." Elrond spat to Adar standing up in his face, "May it be that way, her head mounted on spike in the battlefield." Adar replied back, motioning to you, chained to the wall, helpless, Adars voice brimming with malice, "If it comes to that, I would like to bid my farewell." Elrond replied stepping towards you. Adar and the other orcs stepped back to give you two some room, discussing battle strategies.

"Forgive me." Elrond spoke to you his eyes brimming with tears as he had just chosen the safety of middle earth over you life, "Win." You responded a hint of sadness and despair in your voice, but also a hint of pride. He cupped your cheek, wiping a stray tear away from your face,before he leaned down and softly placed his lips against yours, this was a shock to you as you two had always been just friends, until last month when you severed the friendship by wearing the ring, nonetheless you didn't pull back, as a final goodbye.