Disclaimer: I don't own anything... i wish i did but i don't... apart from Ordeanna and Melda! their mine! all mine mawhahahaha!

A/N. Okay so this is like a taster chapter, just like kicking off the story, the next chapter will be a hell of alot bigger but i just wanted to give you guys an idea of what this is all about, its my first fanfic so don't be too honest ;) haha

'Legolas!' cried out a small child in laughter.

Legolas looked around to see the young child who was calling his name. bouncing towards him was a small blonde elleth bearly old enough to ride a horse, her face lighting up with joy as he smiled at her. Her name was Ordeanna an unusual name for a elf but her parents had chosen it so she could be that ounce different and stand out from the rest.

The young elleth was running towards him as fast as her little legs could take her.

'Legolas! I heard that you are leaving for your home this morning, is it true? I believed you were to stay yet another week,' said Odreanna as she grabbed and tugged on his hand desperately. Ordeanna had been living in Lothorien happily with her parents, till a few years back her parents were attacked and killed by orcs while travelling back from Rivendale. Ordeanna's mother had just been able to hide her away in some bushes before the attack. With no family Lady Galadriel had shown charity to the girl and taken her in while she was growing up.

'Yes nana it is true, i must return home now. I am sorry i did not tell you sooner,' Legolas soothed as he called her his nickname he had gaven her.

'Please come back soon! Lady Galadriel is so boring she makes me spend hours reading books and singing,' she begged as she flung her arms around his waist.

Legolas pulled her off him grinning to himself and knelt down to her height looking her straight in the eye. 'Lady Galadriel has been very good to you, she has taken you in as one of her own children after the orc attack. She only does what is best for you, you must be good for her.'

'I know, I shall be on my best behaviour. Lady Galadriel said we are promised to each other, is it true?'

'Yes nana, when you are older you will come to live in mirkwood with me and if you still wish to become my wife,' he said soothing down her hair of which only just that morning had been brushed and braid and was now messy and covered in golden leaves. During his visit he had talked to lady Galadriel about Ordeanna, she had told him that she wished to travel to the Valinor and wished the girl to make the decision to travel to the valinor when she was older and had more life experience. Thus they had agreed on a married between Legolas and Ordeanna, done often with elf's but was not to be a forced marriage there were to be promised to each other but could change their minds if they so wished.

'I must leave now, but we shall see each other again soon.' With that Legolas stood up and walked away from the girl

It had been many years since then and with continuous Orc attacks on Mirkwood Legolas had not seen the young girl for as when he had traveled through Lotherien Lady Galadriel had asked him to not see her, as she did not know of the war happening outside of the woods and did not want to plague her mind with it. He had always remembered her non the less and his promise that when the girl was old enough she would come to live with him and become his companion. He had fallen for her love of fun and her ambition to never do what she was told. She of course was young and hoped that she was still alike in her personality. He continuously thought back to the last time he had seen her she was so young, to a human she would have appeared to have only been but ten although she was now of the appearance of a eighteen year old. Legolas had agreed with Lady Galadriel that when it was time for the young girl to leave the golden wood she would send a letter a week ahead of her arrival telling him that she would soon be arriving.

It was the summer after Legolas had returned from his quest when he received the letter he had long been waiting for. He remembered the day well he was sat hidden in the library immersed in a book when a maid came running towards him. She stopped before him as he looked up at her and bowed quickly before handing him the letter.

'I was told to tell you the messanger Is four days late,' she said hastily before leaving the library.

Unknowing to what the letter contained legolas calmly opened the letter. His eyes at first slowly reading the letters before him but ever so much more quickly as he realised what he was reading.

'MELDA!' he shouted out leaping out of his seat and running out of the library, 'Melda! Where is that woman!' more desperately he ran through the corridor until he bumped into just the woman he was looking for. 'Melda i have been searching for you everywhere, i have an important matter to discuss with you!'

The elleth looked him up and down and raised an eyebrow. She was like any elleth tall with beautifully long hair but had that certain quirky personality that was hard to find within the palace walls. She unlike other maids in Mirkwood was not afraid of legolas' high position but saw him as any other elf. She had not been born in Mirkwood but instead had traveled from Rivendale to serve under the king. Her reasoning was the money is better here, Legolas of course knew she was joking and had to wonder if she was hiding something.

'Important? Did you get your boots muddy again or something?' sighed Melda rolling her eyes.

Legolas glared at her for a second pausing for a short time. 'No, my boots are not muddy... I received a letter today-'

'And what does that have to do with me?' she asked interrupting him.

Legolas took a deep breathe to stop himself from shouting at her, he was under alot of pressure and Melda was not helping. 'It was from Lothlorien, She is coming within the week.'

Melda's eyes widened in shock 'Within the week? But i thought we would have a week to prepare!'

'I had thought too but the letter said she is to come on the Friday!'

'Oh dear, I must round up the maids, we must prepare her room, clothes, there is so much to do and so little time,' Melda gushed as she hurried off down the corridor to find other maids to help her.

Legolas turned and started quickly walking down the corridor calmer then before, he turned and turned bearly noticing where he was going, it was a route he had taken many times before. Before he knew it he was standing outside the large oak doors, he hadn't even realised how long he had been standing there. It was all happening so quickly it had only been twenty minutes ago that he was reading the letter that will change his life forever. Finally Legolas took a deep breathe and opened the doors taking three large strides in. Thranduil, legolas' father, was sat at his desk he looked up from the piles of papers and maps on his desk looking slightly confused as Legolas never came to see him in the day.

'Shes coming father, Ordeanna will be here on friday.'