The Ring was destroyed, our task completed, but Now another journey lay ahead of us. The journey home. I was homesick, Mirkwood seemed, but a memory in my mind. Night had fallen upon us, we were weary and exhausted. Aragorn could see this, but still we trudged on.

Hours passed and finally Aragorn eased our suffering. "We'll rest here for tonight, we'll depart as soon as the sun appears on the horizon."

I sat upon the hard ground and leaned myself against a tree, my elf eyes scanning the horizon. Sleep for me was impossible. I had to keep watch for danger lurking in the darkness. As everyone slept, I tried my best to keep my eyes from shutting. I heard a significant rustling noise coming from behind me and immediately reached for my bow and arrow. I looked into Aragorn's eyes and let out a sigh of relief. "I thought you were an Orc."

Aragorn smirked slightly. "I'm not that ugly am I?"

I shook my head as he took a seat next to me. "We need to make a quick stop in Rowaneth. I have a few friends there I need to see."

"At least someone will get to have a run in with a few familiar faces."

"I know you miss your family Legolas, but I promise you, it won't be much longer. We'll be in the Shire before you know it. Get some rest, I'll take over from here."

"I'll stay up if that's alright with you."

Silence fell once again and everything became calm once more. Aragorn could tell I was suffering greatly, but neither of us dared to speak of it.

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The moment the first sun ray hit the horizon everyone was awoken, and we set out for another strenuous day. By mid afternoon the gates of the city of Rowaneth could be seen in the distance. The rest of the group walked ahead of us, while Aragorn and I lagged behind. The silence between us was becoming unbearable for Aragorn, he hated us not communicating with one another, but I didn't feel much like talking.

"You, know, there's a legend tied to Rowaneth. A legend about a beautiful Elven Princess, who holds powers that could destroy all of Middle Earth."

I pretended not to listen, even though my attention was fixated on him.

"The Elven king Lothrien, knew of her powers, and sent her away to live in Rowaneth for protection. He knew as soon as Sauron found out about the child, he would hunt her down. So for the past 3,000 odd years she's has been hidden, behind the gates of Rowaneth. Living as a mortal, knowing very little, of her true being." Aragorn smiled at me, happy that he had caught my attention.

"It's just a myth. No one has ever actually seen this Princess, have they?" His story had interested me greatly.

"Many probably have, but many would not know it to be her, now would they?"

We approached the gates, they opened for us, and King Mithfalas immediately welcomed us. He and Aragorn began to converse and my mind began drifting away from the conversation, I looked at my surroundings, but stopped abruptly. Upon the palace balcony, stood a beautiful girl, her long brown hair blew across her face, and she was indeed a radiant beauty. Never in my life had I seen anything or anyone so spectacular.