Yes, another Legolas fic but this one takes place entirely in Middle-Earth. I do hope that you will enjoy this as I enjoy writing it. There will eventually be NC-17 material within, be patient it will happen. Please leave a contribution in the review box and let me know if you are interested in reading more.
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Hidden Treasures
Chapter One
The grass was soft beneath her feet, the sound of the woods soothing in its song. Often she would go alone into the woods that stood just outside her dwellings. Unlike most woman of the small village of Orna she was unafraid of being on her own for she had been on her own for most of her life. Having lost her parents to the savage attack of orcs on a journey to the next village for trade she had no other family to take comfort with.
Humming softly to herself she sat comfortably on the edge of the great lake that many travelers had to cross in order to reach her side of the world. For many years though they had not seen many come their way. It was of no concern for them for they were mostly left in peace, never to be troubled by outsiders. The gleam of the sunlight as it was reflected off of the smooth surface of the water was too tempting to not indulge in a little dip.
Looking around her at her surroundings to make sure that she was indeed alone Allia undid the ties of her boots and freed her confined feet. Grinning she stood from the soft grass, wiggling her toes for a moment to enjoy the feel of it against her feet. Raising up her skirts so that they were above her knees she slowly dipped one foot in and then followed it with the other. The coolness of the water felt refreshing against her heated flesh making her sigh in delight.
Blue eyes hidden within the brush watched in captivation at the scene before him, she was a lovely creature. What had taken him by surprise was the fact that she was a mortal woman of man. No woman of man had ever been as lovely as this!
The beauty of her voice captured his keen ears, almost elvin in nature it was so lovely. She had fair skin and curly brown hair that tumbled down to her waist and as she looked in his direction, without seeing him, he could see the brilliant green of her eyes. He was contempt in just watching but could not deny his desire to meet her, to know her but he did not reveal his presence and was captivated to his place amongst the brush around him.
Allia was lost in her thoughts, her mind fantasizing about a place beyond the great lake of Orna. She had often heard of stories of other creatures, magical in nature and stunning to behold. Mostly in her mind were the stories of the elves. They were immortal, magical and most feared by man, though she knew not why. They were said to be tricksters, whisking away unsuspecting maidens to never be seen again.
She smirked at those stories, pure unadulterated nonsense. They were living beings just like them the only difference being of their immortality and their grace amongst nature, so that is what her father use to tell her. Her father… the thought of him and her mother made her sigh sadly. They were wonderful people and did not deserve the fate in which the world had bestowed upon them.
Her back stiffened, there were eyes on her she could feel it. Turning she looked into the brush, her eyes narrowing in search for something out of place. Slowly she made her way back towards land, her feet sliding carefully over some of the large smooth rocks being careful not to slip and fall.
"Who's there?" she called. Her feelings of the world around her had never before been wrong, someone was there watching her.
He had watched as she stiffened and then turned facing him once again, her eyes narrowing in search of something. At her words he had stepped back a little from the heavy foliage that hid him from her view. How could she know that he was there? He had not made a sound.
There being no response she felt fearful. What if it were orcs or some other foul beast? Surely if it were so they would have attacked by now. Maybe it was one of the men of her village, one of those ruffians that could not take no for an answer. She had no desire for their company!
Quickly she left the safety of the water, running towards where she had left her boots. Not caring for the fact that her feet were still wet she hurriedly grabbed for her boots, the thought of just grabbing them and making a run for it coming to mind at the thought of wearing boots when her feet were still wet.
"I am sorry My Lady if I have frightened you," he spoke softly in hopes not to frighten her.
Allia gasped and stumbled back as a man's voice met her ears, a wondrous voice that she did not recognize. Unsuccessful at keeping her balance she fell back with undignified grace onto her rump.
He could not help his amusement as she fell onto the grass her eyes flashing at him with a glint of awe but that soon turned to that of anger.
"What, pray tell, do you think you are doing spying on me and then having the audacity to startle me?!" she was not at all happy to be thrown off balance and landing on her backside and the amused quark of his lips did nothing to belay her anger.
He laughed at her outburst, "My Lady, please forgive me but I could not help to be but captivated by the scene that you had played out for me and as I said before I am sorry for frightening you."
She swallowed a bit uneasily at his words, his presence alone sent her nerves a stir. Watching him warily she pushed herself up from the ground and that is when she noticed something about this man. He was no man but an elf. Her mouth dropped opened slightly at this conclusion, "You are an elf."
He grinned in amusement, "Yes I am. My name is Legolas, may I have the honor of your name?"
She blinked. He was Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, one of those that had journeyed with the ring barer and brought down the forces of Mordor. He was but legend but there he stood before her in all of his elfin glory. He was handsome with golden blond hair and piercing blue eyes.
His grin broadened, "You do have a name, do you not?"
Shaking herself out of her sudden inability to speak she mentally scolded herself for acting like such a uneducated dolt, "Yes, yes of coarse. I am Allia."
No longer fearing that she would flee Legolas slowly approached her, "Well then Lady Allia it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
As he approached she felt her insides flutter in a strange way, she tried to ignore it, "I uh… do you have business with our village Orna?"
"Why do you ask?" he found his eyes locked with hers, until she nervously looked away. He smiled.
"I would assume since you are passing through that you might have business here. I thought that elves lived quite far from here." She had looked away as those eyes of his were too knowing and made her a bit uncomfortable.
He studied her form for a moment, the curves of her lovely figure hidden from his view. He had the honor of gazing upon the fair skin of her legs and found himself wondering if the rest of her was so alluring. There was also something about her… something different from the mortals that he had encountered.
"Ah, that we do but hopefully not for much longer. I have been scouting the countryside here in search for appropriate land for a settlement for some of my brethren. Those that do not wish to cross the sea."
She quickly looked up at him, "Oh, then I wish you well Legolas but," she started to place her boots onto her now, thankfully, dry feet, "I do need to head back home, it will be dark soon."
He felt a strange and foreign sensation within him at the knowledge that he would be left without her company. Before she could move away he quickly spoke, "Then allow me to escort you Lady Allia, you should not travel these forests alone."
Her hands fell to rest upon her hips as she turned back towards the elf, "I am quite capable of caring for myself sir. I had arrived here on my own, I am quite capable of returning in that same way. I need no protection."
His light brow arched at her sudden anger, "Forgive me, I did not mean to insult you."
Her anger quickly died, she reminded herself that he was not one of those men from her village that would not leave her in peace. Allia sighed, "You are forgiven then. If you wish to accompany me as I walk home, I have no objection then."
She quickly turned away from him feeling suddenly flushed and started to make her way along the path home. She was not surprised to spy him at the corner of her eye walking beside her.
Relieved that she did not chase him away his feet lightly touched the ground as he quickly caught up with her, walking beside her, "Tell me Lady Allia about your village. I have not heard of it from my travels."
Allia thought a moment before replying, "I am not surprised. We get few visitors here. In fact it has been a few years since we have had an outsider pass through. It's a small community. I live on the outside of the village, my parents liked the seclusion of the woods. It's mostly made up of small families and shops."
She then turned her head towards him, her eyes studying his form, "I'm not sure how they will react to seeing an elf. A lot of them hold prejudices against your kind."
Legolas looked to her with amusement, "And you do not?"
She shrugged, "My parents believed differently than most."
"You speak as if they are no longer within this world?" he asked politely.
A sad look crossed her face, "No, unfortunately they are not." Smiling slightly she continued, "It was long ago but I do still miss them. They were wonderful people."
Not wishing to sadden her more he changed topics, "Do you often go off alone into the woods?"
She looked to him with head tilted slightly, "Yes and have never once been faced with danger though I know that it does exist. I feel safe here, always have."
Silence once again was between them giving her a moment to think of what she was trying to decide if it would be proper. She smirked to herself, since when had she ever worried about being proper or what other people thought of her? Besides it had probably been a while since he had the comforts of a home, although he left her feeling a bit confused she felt as if she could trust him, "If you are in need of shelter I have extra rooms at home. The nights can become quite chilly here."
The side of his lips tugged up into a lopsided grin as he contemplated her offer, more of her company would be most welcomed, "If it is of no burden then I would be thankful for your hospitality."
Smiling she continued to look ahead, "Well then, it is of no burden."