A/N: Okay, I don't own all of the characters in here. Most of the fabulous people belong to JRR Tolkien. But Mallorn, Laurel, Boromir the Third, and Lothlorien the horse belong to me. Thanks for taking your time to read this!

Prologue:

This story is about the members of the Fellowship of the Ring. And I have something I probably should explain. Legolas, after the destroying of the One Ring, was going to sail to the Undying Lands (Valinor), and Gimli came. But Gimli convinced Legolas to turn around, and so they returned to Middle Earth, where Legolas was reunited with Laurel, his wife, and Mallorn, his daughter. (Dunno how he could leave them, and they aren't in the actual stories, but it all fit in for mine.) Also, this is as if Frodo didn't pass over the sea. P.S. Is this a good prologue, Kay ( )?

Chapter One

The Journey Starts

"But dad! I am 302 years old now; I can take care of myself! I want to come with you!" Princess Mallorn Greenleaf said irritably to her father, Prince Legolas of Greenwood the Great. Legolas was leaving to go visit the Shire, and many other places beside, to see the members of the Fellowship again. "No, Mallorn. It's to dangerous," Legolas stated firmly. Mallorn clenched her hands, and climbed up the nearest tree, where she turned her back on her father. "You should let her go," Laurel, Mallorn's mother, and the wife of Legolas said. "There are still Orcs about on the road, and the Ringwraiths are not dead, only in hiding. They still have strength enough to attack unsuspecting travelers," Legolas said, "And now I must leave. Goodbye, Laurel. Goodbye Mallorn." With that, Legolas leaped upon his horse, Arod, and trotted out of Greenwood. (Greenwood was Mirkwood before Sauron came.)

"Are you going to let him ride off like that?" Laurel asked her daughter.

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Legolas was about half a mile away from Greenwood, out on the open plain. He was letting Arod graze on the green grass, so they went along slowly. Legolas then heard hoof beats behind him. He turned around in his saddle, bow out and loaded with an arrow. "You aren't going to shoot me, are you dad?" Mallorn asked, riding up on her horse, Lothlorien, whose sire was Arod. "It's a possibility, especially since I told you not to come," Legolas replied sarcastically. "Hey, don't look at me! Talk to mom when we get back," Mallorn said. "When we get back? I think you should head back right now,' Legolas said, putting his bow away. "To bad for you! I want to come and meet Frodo and the others! The only person I've met was Gimli, and that's it! I want to see hobbits, dad!" Mallorn pouted, as Lothlorien drew even with Arod. Legolas sighed, "Fine, fine, but you better behave yourself, young lady." "Yea, yea, I get it. I won't misbehave, much," Mallorn said grinning, causing her father to frown.