This is a story about the characters from the trilogy Lord of the Rings; but it is not at anytime during the adventures. It is just something that I did for fun and for my fellow Lord of the Ring/Legolas fans. I know that all the facts are not accurate. I probably shouldn't have done this with elves, but I thought it would attract some attention with Legolas I just had some fun creating a story using a few characters from the book that I love. Apparently this is a Mary Sue so if you don't like them. Don't read it. Please do not review if you are only going to try and put me down or inform me that I don't know what I am talking about. I WILL NOT take this story off just because a few select individuals don't like it. Nowhere does it say that the story has to be good and that everyone has to like it. However, I will gladly accept review with kind advice. I will take the good stuff and the bad stuff, but I refuse to read about my imperfections. There is enough going on in this world and we don't need to do that, so please BE RESPECTFUL.
*There are several characters that belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. I created Alanda, Monilas, Saratu, and Alanda's mother.
*Sorry about it being one big paragraph before. I'm working on getting it changed and still trying to figure out how to get these to post the way I want them to. Thanks for your patience.
Their One True Love
Chapter One
The MeetingThe elf known as Alanda was brushing out her white mare, Sáilon, in the stables of Mirkwood. She sang to herself as she worked. It was a song of love and happiness, much like all of the elfin songs. But this one was special. It had come to last night in a dream. In her dream she had met an elf. He was not just any elf; he was her one true love. Try has she might in her dream; she could not see his face or figure out who he was. All the same, the song had stuck with her. She sang it softly at first, but slowly grew louder.
Lying here among the trees and fallen leaves,
I dream of flying up beyond the ever twinkling stars,
With the one I treasure the most.
We soar together, hand in hand,
Fearing what our lives would be with out each other.
Sitting here in the quiet trees, seeing what the other sees
A found love, dreamed of all our lives.
So happy to finally be in each others arms,
Lying here among the trees and fallen leaves.
Just as she was about to repeat the song a voice startled her from behind,
"I don't recognize that song. Where is it from?"
Alanda turned around to stare in the brilliant blue eyes of Legolas Greenleaf himself, the prince of Mirkwood. He was fairly tall for an elf, but so was Alanda. He had a few small braids nestled into his long blond hair.
"I made it up," Alanda gasped, "I think."
"You think?" Legolas questioned.
"It came to me in a dream," she answered, still astonished that Legolas Greenleaf was speaking to her, just any other elf who was living in Mrikwood.
Looking away she glanced down at her clothes and cringed. Why, of all times did she have to be covered in dirt? She looked back at Legolas, treasuring the moment and praying that she wouldn't wake up from this heavenly dream.
"It's a beautiful song," Legolas continued, "Who is it you are singing about?"
"I do not know," Alanda replied, "I had a dream that I met my one true love, but I was not able see his face. The song just seamed to stay," she then blushed, "I'm babbling. You probably have better things to do than to hear about my silly dream."
"No, please continue," urged Legolas, "I love dreams. I have very interesting ones myself."
"Well that was about all that was in the dream. At least that I can recall."
"Well I'd love to hear about more of your dreams. How would you like to go riding with me tomorrow, before the sunrises?"
"Are you serious?" Alanda blurted, forgetting her manners, "I mean I'd love to."
"Great," Legolas replied, smiling, "I shall meet you back here an hour before sunrise, agreed?"
"Agreed," Alanda replied. Legolas turned and left without another word.
Alanda hurriedly put her horse away and ran to find her friend, Saratu. She was going to have to cancel their plans to go to Dale for tomorrow, but she knew her friend would understand. They had made only one rule when they were young and still mischievous; they could never cancel plans with each other. Saratu had jokingly suggested that they make one acceptation, if Legolas had asked them to do something with him. "Like that will ever happen," Alanda had said.
She found her sitting in the library. She walked calmly up to her and before Saratu could look up she said,
"I am sorry, but I am going to have to cancel our plans for tomorrow."
"But you can't! We have been planning this for weeks. You know the rule," Saratu stopped and saw the sparkle in Alanda's eyes, "No!''
"Yes!"
"Oh my god," Saratu exclaimed, "Tell me everything."
"Well, I was brushing Sáilon and I was singing the song from my dream and to make a long story short, he asked me to go riding with him tomorrow."
"Wow!" exclaimed Saratu, "I am so happy for you. When and where are you going?"
"He asked me to meet him one hour before sunrise, but he didn't say where we were going," Alanda answered.
All that day Alanda imagined the ride with Legolas. It took her the longest time to fall asleep and she was awake long before it was time to meet him. She eventually decided to go and get Sáilon ready to go. She braided silver string into many tiny braids in the mare's mane. Just as she finished her last braid she heard that heavenly voice behind her,
"You are out here already?"
"I couldn't sleep," Alanda replied sheepishly.
"I couldn't either," Legolas replied, obviously a bit surprised by the fact. "After I left here yesterday I couldn't stop thinking about you."
"Really," she asked, overjoyed by his comment.
"I suppose it's for the better. We can leave sooner."
"Okay," Alanda replied, "Let me know when you are ready."
Legolas walked down the isle. A few minutes later he rode up on his magnificent black Andalusian stallion. He sat proudly without saddle or bridle. Elves had a skill with animals and could almost communicate with them. They seldom used anything when riding.
The stallion arched his neck and pawed the ground with impatience. Alanda swung up lightly on Sáilon's back and they trotted out of the stable. The first rays of the sunlight were peaking over the horizon as the pair trotted out of the main city in Mirkwood.
"Where are we going?" asked Alanda, finally breaking the silence.
"You will see in a little bit," replied Legolas secretively, as he picked up a canter.
They rode down into a shallow valley and then turned east, towards the coming sun. As they reached the highest ridge Legolas stopped. Staying there a moment to stare into the horizon for a moment, he let out a sigh and swung off. Alanda too swung off her mare, landing without a sound. They walked over to a fallen log and let the horses graze. Sitting down side by side they told each other about strange dreams that they had over their long lifetime, while the sun climbed slowly over the mountains near the King's Halls.
Once it was high in the sky Legolas stood up and walked toward his horse, who was laying in the shade under a tall tree.
"Thank you very much for letting me ride with you," Alanda started, but was interrupted.
"Next I am going to take you to a place that not a lot of beings know about," Legolas said as he sat on his horse's back. The horse stood up gracefully without disturbing his rider.
"Okay," Alanda replied as she walked over to her horse and hopped on. She obviously hadn't been expecting anything else.
"I found this place when I was younger. I go there when I feel lonely or I need time to think," Legolas continued as he headed south.
They rode south until about midday, when they finally reached a group of hills. Legolas again dismounted and let his horse graze. He then sprinted up the tallest of the hills with Alanda right behind him. At the top there was a gathering of many tall and odd, ancient tree. Legolas walked in without hesitation and Alanda hurried after him but she soon lost him in the trees. She came out of the trees and looked at the view of Mirkwood. To the north, south, and west she could see nothing but trees. To the east she could see the River Running and the city of Dale. In the far off distance she could even catch a glimpse of the Lonely Mountain. She was breath taken and then that heavenly voice came again from above her,
"It's even better up here."
Alanda smiled. She jumped up and caught the lowest branch. She then swung up gracefully and climbed up to sit next to Legolas.
"Isn't it wonderful up here?" Legolas asked, looking deep into her eyes. Alanda thought she say a spark in Legolas' eye.
'Could he be the true love that she had dreamt about? No, that would be too good to be true. But then again, she had told him about the dream and he had invited her to go riding with him. It was probably just a coincidence.'
Legolas then did something that surprised even him. He took Alanda's hands into his and said, "I want to see more of you. I don't know what it is, but something just tells me to. There is just something about you and the way that you are. I can't keep myself from thinking about you. I imagine all the great times that we could have together. Then I imagine what my life would be with out you and I get sad, sort of lonely. I can't really explain it."
Alanda just sat there staring at him in awe. He softly brushed his lips against hers and wrapped her up in his arm. They sat there until the sun slowly began to sink toward the western horizon.
"We should get going," Legolas said softly.
"I don't want to ever leave this place, or you," Alanda replied as she snuggled closer to him.
They held each other for a few more minutes and then climbed quickly out of the tree. They rode back to Mirkwood in silence.
It was just after dark when they arrived back at the stable. Alanda's mother was there with a very worried look on her face. They dismounted out side the stable and led their horses inside. Looking down, Alanda tried to avoid her mother's gaze. She turned the corner to put Sáilon into her stall when she ran smack into King Thranduil.
"I am sorry," Alanda said as she stood up. She suddenly realized who he was and started to tremble slightly. She quickly looked away and led Sáilon into her stall. She gave the mare an extra helping of sweet feed and shut the door. As she walked back to the door Legolas was standing there with his father. The king's face was red with anger and his voice was growing louder. Legolas glanced at Alanda and then back at his father. Just then Alanda's mother found her and to started yelling at her.
"Were have you been?" she demanded, "I have been looking for you all afternoon. I finally found Saratu and she said you had gone riding."
"Legolas asked me to join him yesterday," Alanda retorted in elfish.
"You should have let me know were you were going. I was worried sick. I will have to punish you for this," Eotana said shaking her head and walked out of the barn. Alanda hurried after her giving Legolas a sad look as she passed.
The next few days passed very slowly for Alanda. Her mother had told her she could not leave their yard for two weeks. All the while she thought about Legolas. She wondered around their small garden and thought about him. They could spend all their time together. But then she came back to the reality that she was till stuck there. On the first day of the second week in her confinement Saratu showed up.
"I heard about your adventure last week," she said, "I assume you had fun."
"It was wonderful," Alanda answered dreamily, "I can't even begin to explain it."
"Well I have a message for you from his majesty," Saratu grimed.
"Really?" Alanda exclaimed joyfully, "How were you able to speak with him. Mother told me that he too had two weeks of confinement."
"I spoke with Monilas," Saratu said, her eyes sparkling, "Who by the way is a very nice elf. We have done much talking."
"That's great," Alanda said, happy but anxious to know what the message was.
"He had spoken to Legolas," Saratu continued slowly, "and he says that Legolas misses you terrible and that he is counting the minutes until he can see you again."
Alanda smiled to herself, for she too was counting down the minutes, actually the seconds.
That week went by quicker than she had thought. Her mother had kept her very busy doing chores and working around the house. Finally it was the day her mother said she could leave. She got up extra early to make herself presentable.
'I wonder what I shall do today?' she thought to herself as she walked outside. She chuckled out loud and said, "What a silly question."
"Whom are you talking to?" came a familiar voice from behind her. She turned around to see Legolas perched on his horse.
"Why the little man sitting on the stump over there. Do you not see him?" Alanda joked and pointed to an empty tree stump in the garden. Legolas reached out his arm and pulled Alanda up to sit behind him.
"It's wonderful it see you again," Legolas exclaimed as he embraced her with a kiss.
"It's wonderful to see you too. You have no idea how long this week was," Alanda started and paused, "Well, maybe you do."
"I think I have a pretty good idea," Legolas joked as he gave her another kiss. He lightly tapped his horse and they were off again into the trees.