A/N: I'm back and have decided that I'm going to write another sequel (the
other one didn't count) to Rhiadrieal.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Mith, Star Gazer and of course, Rhiadrieal. It just wouldn't be a sequel without her. Would it?
Chapter One
Raven walked her horse, Star Gazer, through Mirkwood. She wore a heavy black traveling cloak over leggings and a tunic. She brushed black hair out of her face and touched gracefully pointed ears, she sighed. There was no doubting her elven heritage.
She remembered that she had not always been known as Raven, the wandering half elf maid who was a formidable warrior though she did not look it. She had once been known as Lady Rhiadrieal, Lord Elrond's youngest daughter, but she had run from her name and what she had done.
Raven was in Mirkwood, for one reason, to find Legolas. He had once been her betrothed, but once she disappeared, their father's had called off the marriage. Without a bride, it was impossible. She had grown to love Legolas, and still did, but something pulled on her mind, what if he didn't love her anymore?
She shook her head; she would just have to see. She rode on a well- traveled path, Mith, a wolf, ran through the neighboring woods, hidden. She looked at her hands, they were not as perfect as they had once been, calluses from hours of archery and fencing.
Raven sighed and looked up, she was ready to be Rhiadrieal again, but before she returned home to Rivendell, she wanted to see Legolas. She heard voices and turned off the path, tying Gazer to the tree with the strict instructions not to let anyone to close.
She wandered, hearing Mith follow and saw a group of elves, all male. They were practicing archery. One of them stepped forward and aimed at the target, shooting three arrows into the center. He turned and she saw flaxen hair and light blue eyes, "Legolas?" she whispered. This drew stares, seeing a black-cloaked figure on the edges of their range, was surprising.
"These are the Prince of Mirkwood's Private grounds!" someone said. "What are you doing on them?"
"I was just here to see who was here," Raven whispered.
"Take down your hood," Legolas commanded.
Raven lifted her hands to it, and bowed her head slightly. She lifted it off her face, letting the hood fall and looked up. "Rhiadrieal?" Legolas whispered in question.
***
It is never normal to have someone that has disappeared for so long, come back into your life after two years. Legolas never thought the Rhiadrieal had died, as rumor said, it was hard to think that someone you loved was dead.
"So tell me this again," Legolas said. "You ran because what you did scared you?" Legolas asked and Raven, Rhiadrieal now, nodded her head.
"I didn't think I could face it. After Sdhorim," she swallowed hard; it was such a painful memory and continued. "After Sdhorim died, I didn't want to go back home. So, I left and wandered, doing on jobs, and just wandering."
"You must have gotten better at hunting since last time I saw you…" Legolas said and trailed off.
Rhiadrieal laughed and shoved him. "Of course I did," she said and laughed. They were sitting in his room, after telling his father the situation.
" I wonder, did you ever replace me?" Legolas asked quietly.
Rhiadrieal shook her head, serious now. "No, never. Did you replace me?" she asked.
"How could I?" Legolas asked. "I love you."
With that, Rhiadrieal walked over to him and kissed him. "Just making sure. I'd be heart broken if you did," she commented.
"Why would I want to break your heart?" Legolas asked, kissing her
"No idea," Rhiadrieal said and smiled, she was glad she had given up on being Raven.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Mith, Star Gazer and of course, Rhiadrieal. It just wouldn't be a sequel without her. Would it?
Chapter One
Raven walked her horse, Star Gazer, through Mirkwood. She wore a heavy black traveling cloak over leggings and a tunic. She brushed black hair out of her face and touched gracefully pointed ears, she sighed. There was no doubting her elven heritage.
She remembered that she had not always been known as Raven, the wandering half elf maid who was a formidable warrior though she did not look it. She had once been known as Lady Rhiadrieal, Lord Elrond's youngest daughter, but she had run from her name and what she had done.
Raven was in Mirkwood, for one reason, to find Legolas. He had once been her betrothed, but once she disappeared, their father's had called off the marriage. Without a bride, it was impossible. She had grown to love Legolas, and still did, but something pulled on her mind, what if he didn't love her anymore?
She shook her head; she would just have to see. She rode on a well- traveled path, Mith, a wolf, ran through the neighboring woods, hidden. She looked at her hands, they were not as perfect as they had once been, calluses from hours of archery and fencing.
Raven sighed and looked up, she was ready to be Rhiadrieal again, but before she returned home to Rivendell, she wanted to see Legolas. She heard voices and turned off the path, tying Gazer to the tree with the strict instructions not to let anyone to close.
She wandered, hearing Mith follow and saw a group of elves, all male. They were practicing archery. One of them stepped forward and aimed at the target, shooting three arrows into the center. He turned and she saw flaxen hair and light blue eyes, "Legolas?" she whispered. This drew stares, seeing a black-cloaked figure on the edges of their range, was surprising.
"These are the Prince of Mirkwood's Private grounds!" someone said. "What are you doing on them?"
"I was just here to see who was here," Raven whispered.
"Take down your hood," Legolas commanded.
Raven lifted her hands to it, and bowed her head slightly. She lifted it off her face, letting the hood fall and looked up. "Rhiadrieal?" Legolas whispered in question.
***
It is never normal to have someone that has disappeared for so long, come back into your life after two years. Legolas never thought the Rhiadrieal had died, as rumor said, it was hard to think that someone you loved was dead.
"So tell me this again," Legolas said. "You ran because what you did scared you?" Legolas asked and Raven, Rhiadrieal now, nodded her head.
"I didn't think I could face it. After Sdhorim," she swallowed hard; it was such a painful memory and continued. "After Sdhorim died, I didn't want to go back home. So, I left and wandered, doing on jobs, and just wandering."
"You must have gotten better at hunting since last time I saw you…" Legolas said and trailed off.
Rhiadrieal laughed and shoved him. "Of course I did," she said and laughed. They were sitting in his room, after telling his father the situation.
" I wonder, did you ever replace me?" Legolas asked quietly.
Rhiadrieal shook her head, serious now. "No, never. Did you replace me?" she asked.
"How could I?" Legolas asked. "I love you."
With that, Rhiadrieal walked over to him and kissed him. "Just making sure. I'd be heart broken if you did," she commented.
"Why would I want to break your heart?" Legolas asked, kissing her
"No idea," Rhiadrieal said and smiled, she was glad she had given up on being Raven.