Author's Disclaimer: Okay, so this is my first (and I think only) Mary Sue fic, so if that's not to your liking, I'd recommend going elsewhere. Otherwise, I don't own Lord of the Rings or anything affiliated with it, otherwise I'd be a very, very rich person. Also, I should note that I took some liberties with the elvish, since I'm not so much a Tolkien fanatic to learn any kind of elvish whatsoever. So, those of you that are left after that… We shall begin!

Home in Mirkwood

Chapter 1: The Meeting

Luna walked slowly through the forests of Mirkwood. She had eventually walked so far that she could see lost people wandering in the forest's edges. She peered around some trees, and found that the people were Prince Legolas' honor guard. He rode in front of three guards on a white stallion, presumably from Arwen and Aragorn, for the people of Mirkwood bred brown horses to blend in with the trees.

Legolas said a word in Quenya to dispel an enchantment placed on the forest, and rode in. That was when he first saw her.

Luna was considered beautiful even by elven standards, but she was never one to notice. Many other elves didn't notice, either, but this elf did. He never recalled seeing her before, but she couldn't be more than five hundred. He thought he remembered that elf girls were schooled alongside the elf boys, but that memory was more than two thousand years old. Now the girls were probably schooled with their mother and not allowed to leave the house and surrounding property until they were at least this girl's age.

Luna noticed that Legolas could see her, then ran up to him and knelt before him. "My lord," she said shyly. "You have returned from your journey safely, I see."

"Yes. Does a maid like you have a name?"

"I am called Lunari. Most people call me Luna."

"It's an exquisite name."

"Thank you. I have always liked it."

"It is in the Sindarin tongue. Not many people know it nowadays. I learned it on my journeys."

"It must be fascinating! Constantly traveling to new places, fighting orcs..." Luna sighed. "I wish I could go. It would be much more interesting than just staying at home..."

"Yes. Very interesting and very dangerous. Not a journey for a young elf like you, Luna."

"My brother taught me hand to hand combat and everything to do with knives and bows! I have the best aim in the village for over a century and a half!"

"I didn't mean that I wouldn't take you if I did go, I said that it was just dangerous. Actually, I was thinking of traveling a little later this season, if you wanted to go," Legolas commented.

"Yes! I would love to-er, I would be honored to accompany you, my lord."

Legolas smiled. "Enough with the 'my lord', Luna. I believe we are on first-name terms, now?"

"I-I guess...Legolas..."

"It's getting late. Come, I'll take you to your dwelling."

Luna swung up onto the back of his horse. "It is not far from here, just to the east."

They rode for a few minutes in silence, then came to a small house built into the trunk of a large tree. Legolas dismissed his guard. "Luna? It was nice meeting you," he called to her.

"Thank you for your company, my-er, Legolas," Luna called back. "Goodbye!

Legolas bent his head. "Lieas ilonna," he whispered in a long-forgotten tongue. "My beloved."