Disclaimer: im only gonna write this once in this story, so listen up:

I do not Own Legolas, I do not Own Aragorn, I do not Own Thranduil, all the chars I made up,

I own, and that's about it.

This story continues on from "the darkness of Mirkwood forest" so go and read that first to get filled in

On the plot, otherwise, enjoy, R/R but no flames…..

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Aelon Lay in bed, unable to sleep, her arms wrapped tightly around her daughters tiny form. They were

Under heavy guard by several Uruik-Hai, and they were both terrified.

Shortly after Legolas had departed they had been attacked by Uruik-hai, and Men. The Elves had suffered great losses, but she, her daughter, her sisters-in law, and the King had been singled out to be caught and brought to whoever was in charge, the other captives were thrown into the dungeon and the doors were bolted.

Thranduil had been murdered in cold blood, the Uruik-hai and the men had beaten him till he bled to death from his injuries, and left him. When Theomir and Elondrir returned from their errands, they had been

Hurt badly and taken captive, and forced to watch as their wives were tortured to death. Then they too suffered the same fate.

Aelon looked out the window. The Men and Orcs alike were waiting for her husband to return. She desperately hoped he would be delayed, she couldn't bear to watch him being hurt. She silently willed him to stay away, even though she knew it wouldn't work. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

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Legolas rode through the forests on his grey horse at a steady walk. He was nearly home, and though he was desperate to see his wife and daughter once more, he saw no need to further exhaust his mount. He had been riding for near 2 weeks, and they were both weary from travel. He had been attending counsels from dawn till dusk at Rivendell, and then he had ridden on to speak with Lady Gadrielle and Celeborn.

He was happy to be so near home, but something seemed wrong. So far he had encountered no trouble at all in the outer woods, normally he would at least some beast or creature who wished him ill. He also had a sense of worry, but he didn't know why. He lay his bow on the front of the saddle where he could easily reach it and and stayed on his guard. As he proceeded he sensed an increasing darkness , and quickened his pace a to a trot.

Sorry this part was so short, kinda at a loss for what to write, so yea, R and R, no flames

pleez