Finding the way back

Explaination

My jaw dropped to the floor. I have never worked so hard in my life (well that I know of) to focus on a memory, anything at all to remember this elf sitting in front of me. But nothing came.
Legolas moved away from the entrance to stand next to where I was sitting. "What do you mean you have known her her whole life? Wouldn't I know who she is?!" Legolas demanded. The elf looked hurt by his outcry and replied. "Son please let me explain." So that's how they look so alike.... The elf is his father! Which we reminded me, "who are you?" He looked even more hurt by this. I felt guilty, like he was my own father. Like I should know him. The sighed and turned his focus to me. "I am Thranduil, King of Mirkwood." Well that supports me being a princess more. Wait...so Legolas is the prince! He is good looking enough to be one..wait no need to focus. Thranduil turned his attention to both of us now. "You both were born and raised together, your parents Atarah, were my closest friends" he shook his head a little then continued. "Our families were separated from the Goblin wars. Your family had to fight and I haven't herd from them since." "I thought they were dead...until now" he smiled at me. He then turned to his son. "You were too young to remember her Legolas, you were very little when we were separated" "but you would remember him Atarah, even though you are both the same age" I turned my head slightly in question. "How can that be?" Legolas said before I could. Thranduil stood up and peaked outside to make sure no one was within ear shot. Then he returned and focused on me. "Atarah you have a special gift. A gift that will sound crazy especially with your current condition. If you still had your memory you would know more about this then I do". Special gift? Think I would have noticed it by now. "What gift?" I asked. He looked sad but still answered my question. "You have the power of memory."