Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkiens characters. Sadly, I don't own Legolas and his wonderful features, his soft blonde hair...hmm...Sorry, I am rambling on. Let's talk about the characters I do own shall we? I own Nitriel, Nephilio,Setafil,and all of the trees, lofts and streams that I have named, that I am too lazy to list now at the moment.
Author's Note: If you enjoy reading a cheesy love story about the hottest guy in the universe (and Middle-earth), then I think you will really enjoy this story. At least I hope you will find it interesting. I am not trying to sound professional in my writing; I just wrote this one day because I am home schooled and I don't have a life. And I probably should add that I was bored. Don't get me wrong... I do have a life, but I find it more enjoyable when I am writing or thinking about Legolas. So if you don't like it sorry. I Personally think it's cheesy, but my friends get a good laugh out of it. Anyways, read at your own risk. The story is how you see it. To you it could be a strong comedy, romance, or adventure. So however you portray this story, I hope it will entertain you in one way or another. I am pretty sure that you will find more entertainment in reading this long authors note, but whatever. Life goes on. Last of all I would like to thank J.R.R Tolkien for writing the entire Lord of the Rings books to make my imagination run free and create this wonderful cough story. Thank you again Mr. Tolkien. Enjoy!
Chapter One
It was a cold and cloudless night in the woodland realm of the elves. The stars glowed in the crystal clear sky like diamonds. The moon hung in the sky with its brilliant light lighting up the lonely roads of Middle-earth. The midnight air blew softly over Legolas' face. He was sitting on a rock by the ledge of the stream. It wasn't unusual for elves to be up after dark for that was when they cleared their thoughts and spent time in the woods. Legolas went to the same rock by the stream occasionally. Legolas went to the stream and drank from it with his hand. He sprung up from the rock and quickly returned to his loft in the tree of Enquina where there he lived alone. It was about resting time for him. He wasn't weary or tired, but he knew he needed his strength for the next day to come.
Legolas rose early the next morning and greeted his friend Nephilio. "Good morning Nephilio."
"Good morning to you Legolas. I have just gotten word from the woodland council that there is going to be an important gathering this afternoon at the tree of Anitriel. Setafil wanted me to tell you that they need you there before sundown."
"Did Setafil tell you what this gathering is about Nephilio?"
"No, but it sounded very important. It is not to be talked about much around these parts."
"I will not say a word about this. Thank you very much Niphilio."
"How is your sister doing, Niphilio?"
"Why she is doing fine, why do you ask about her? Do you have a sudden interest in her Legolas?"
"Of course not, she is a mere child."
"But she will be declared an adult pretty soon you know."
"I know. But I think of her as more of a good friend. She does not feel any sort of affection toward me does she?"
"Of course not. She has her eyes set on Disigio."
"I do not know what women see in him. What does he posses that I do not?"
"I do not know Legolas, but whatever it is I surely need it. Now I have not told anyone about this, but I heard that Nitriel has said some things about you Legolas."
"Really? I knew she had affection towards me."
"Well, Legolas, she had affection toward you, but probably not the kind you would like. She called you arrogant and conceited."
"She used such language toward me?"
"She also said that any woman would be crazy to love you. Or even worse, wed you."
"Why would a woman say such things towards me?"
"I am kind to nature. I have nothing but respect toward everyone in the woodland realm. I do not understand why she would say such a thing."
"It might be because her grandfather Netrio and your grandfather Fellofo never did see eye to eye on things. They almost started a war right here in the woodland realm over nothing."
"That could be the reason, but I do not understand why she would want to carry on the cruelty of her grandfather upon me."
"Well Legolas, you can sit her and figure it out or you could go ask her."
"That is exactly what I am going to do. Thank you Nephilio."
"Farewell Legolas."
Legolas skipped over some rocks in the stream and headed toward the maiden's loft at the tree of Sofra where all the unwed women stayed and learned the magic of the woods. Legolas walked nervously up to the silk curtain that hung from the entrance of Sofra. He rang a bell to let the women know that there was an elven man entering the loft. He walked through the garden of waterfalls and quickly spotted Nephilio's sister, who was not yet part of the Sofra tree. "Hello Melia."
"Oh Prince Legolas, we were not planning for any elven men to be visiting us today."
"I have some business to take care of. Do you happen to know where Nitriel is at these hours?"
"She is at the stream of Galla meditating."
"Do you know when she will be done?"
"She just began to meditate. She usually takes up to two movements of the sun."
"Will you ask her to meet me at the old Sanobra tree after nightfall?"
"Of course, Prince Legolas, I would be honored."
"Thank you Nitriel, and you can just call me Legolas. Farewell."
Legolas walked slowly out of the waterfall garden and back through the silk entrance of Sofra. He glided across the nice cool blades of grass and headed toward the tree of Anitriel where he would meet with the council of the woodland realm.
Legolas went up the steep hill and climbed over the bulging roots of the biggest tree in the woodland realm. The tree of Anitriel. He could hear loud voices from the council fort. He walked a little hesitantly to the fort and opened the door with an uneasy feeling. He was not sure whether the loud voices were voices of excitement or of anger. He walked in and everyone seemed to look at him with excited eyes. He slowly walked in and the head of the council, Setafil, greeted him. "Legolas, you have finally arrived."
"Yes, what are we gathered here for?"
"We have gotten word from Rivendell that there has been a great disturbance in the peace of Middle-earth. The one ring of evil has been revived again by the Dark Lord Sauron.
"How can this be!?" Legolas exclaimed.
"The forces of evil have joined together. We are thinking that they are going to attack all of Middle-earth and conquer all the land."
"What do you want me to do?"
"We are going to send a few elven men, the wisest of our council, to go to Rivendell and help men, dwarves, and a few hobbits to decide what to do with the ring of power, which is not on its way to Rivendell as we speak. Legolas we want you to go."
"It would be a great honor for me to help. I will do my best to protect our land. Who is the ring bearer?"
"It is a hobbit by the name of Frodo Baggins."
"How did a hobbit get a hold of the ring of evil?"
"That, Legolas, is another long story."
"I will try my best to represent the woodland realm."
"Thank you Legolas. You will be going with Kalor and Rimof in three days. You will meet Elrond at the entrance to Rivendell. Meet us back here in three days before the sun rises and you will head out on your horses. Be prepared for battle. There are ring wraiths on the loose. Also beware of the orcs."
"We will be prepared. You can count on us Setafil."
"Council dismissed."
Legolas walked slowly down the path to his loft. He was thinking about the journey ahead. What really bothered him was the idea that the dwarves, which he despised, were going to be there. As he was walking into his loft he remembered that he was supposed to meet Nitriel at the old tree of Sambora. He walked on the bridge and crossed the stream. He looked up and saw that Nitriel wasn't there. He waited for a few moments and then he looked up and saw her walking gracefully down the steps of the stream. When he saw her he felt something in his heart that he had never felt before, except in his dreams. He felt queer as he walked toward her. He stepped over on the rock and smiled at her. She gave a grim smile. Legolas saw that she wasn't very happy. Despite, she still glowed with her radiant beauty. She seemed like an angel. Even though Legolas knew how she felt about him, he was oddly attracted to her. "Good evening to you Nitriel."
"Good evening Legolas. I got your message. Why did you want to see me?"
"I have heard that you have been saying things about me that are not true."
"It is not true that you are conceited and arrogant just like your grandfather?"
"Of course not. My grandfather was not like that either. You definitely do not know me very well Nitriel. I have known you for a long time and I do not see anything wrong with you. Well actually I think you are perfect the way you are."
"You think I am perfect? But no one is perfect."
"I think you are Nitriel."
"Maybe I misjudged you Legolas. But that does not change the way I feel about you."
"That is all right. So you just do not like me because of my grandfather?"
"I did not say I did not like you. I said that you are conceited and arrogant. They are totally different things."
"So you are fond of me?"
"I did not say that either."
"Then what are you saying? Tell me."
"I...I...I...guess what I am trying to say is that I...I...cannot take it anymore. I...I guess what I am trying to say is that...