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Broken
My head pounded as I woke from my unconsciousness. I was sitting upright and felt motion of a cantering horse below me. I opened my eyes to see the long neck and mane of a dark brown horse. Looking up, I see the Prince himself who was holding me practically in his lap. I saw the other Elves riding behind him as we traveled through what looked like the very large grassland outside of the Golden woods which was close to the mines of Moria.
There were a small forest ahead, but I really didn't care, I just wanter to go home. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible. I could hear his heart beat as my head pressed against his chest. I felt warm. I came back to reality when he slowed his horse as we neared the small forest.
"We will camp here for the night." He stated as he watched the other Elves getting off their horses. He probably thought that my grandmother wouldn't notice my absence, but he was more wrong than even. Yes, it would take them a few hours, but that wasn't too long. Legolas lifted me further up off the saddle where he could toss his leg over the side and the hopped off his horse with ease.
He carried me in bridal style which I really didn't care for only for the fact that he wouldn't leave me in the middle of nowhere to die alone. I was always scared of dying alone. He carried me over to a spot right under a tree that was perfect for shelter. He put me down against the tree and kneeled down in front of me.
"You will be sleeping here with me, but first I will get your bedroll. Sit tight until everything is unpacked." He ran his thumb over me left cheek with a seductive smile. I keep an emotionless expression as he walked away and went back to his horse. What a complete Orc!
I watched him for the three hours I sat there as he set his horse loose, made a fire and took off his leather armor. He brought over two bedrolls once the sun had gone down and placed them beside me carefully. He set up one which had a dark green blanket and the other had a light green blanket. He pushed both of them together the placed me gently on the light green bedroll.
He left again to get me dinner, but I just collapsed on the bedroll. My hands were bound in the front of me now which I was grateful for since it would be greatly uncomfortable for me to lie down. I planned to keep my mouth shut, but I would answer questions if I was asked since I think the Prince thought of me as a toy he could play with. I couldn't help, but think of home as I closed me eyes.
I could see the valley of Imidris from my secret hiding spot. I came to discover it when Arwen and I were playing hide and seek when we were Elfings. I stayed there for the day thinking that Arwen was still looking, she never found me. I stayed there the night and when I gave up, she was in the garden talking to Estel.
She seemed to not even notice my dirty dress and my tangled hair. She just carried on like nothing happened. I heard his foot steps from behind me before Legolas sat down half on my bed and half on his bed. He lifted me up to sit against him and put his arm around my shoulders as he held a bowl of soup in the other hand.
He took a spoon and dipped it into the soup. Gently placing it at my lips, I took the spoon in my mouth. He keep doing it until I had eaten everything in the bowl. Legolas put the bowl down and put me down on my bedroll. He moved in beside and wrapped his arms around me with my nose buried into his chest.
He smelled like the forest with hints of rain and a sweet scent of honeysuckles. I remembered that there was a honeysuckle patch near my hiding spot and how sweet they night I slept in my protectors arms to his heart beat. I felt safe.
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I woke to the sounds of yelling and the sudden loss of warmth. I opened my eyes and focused in on the words that were shouted.
"Lórien rides approach!" One of the Mirkwood Elves yelled as I sat up. All the Mirkwood elves were rushing around and I was just half asleep. Were they here to save me? Legolas had his armor on and was tacking his horse. He then ran over to me and cut my ankle bounds.
Legolas moved quickly to his horse swiftly and lifted me by the waist. My butt landed in the saddle, but I was moved further up when he mounted. I wanted to asked what was going to happen, yet no words came out. Legolas kicked his horse forward as the Lórien riders came galloping through the small woods. I saw a glimpse of Haldir and my grandfather. I couldn't say it was them for sure, we were moving too fast. The one I thought was Haldir saw me then galloped after Legolas and I.
I held onto Legolas' tunic as we went further and further away from the rest of the Lórien riders. I didn't know why Legolas was just going further into the grass lands when he turned his horse and stopped.
"I will be right back, don't get off Arod, this will only take a moment." He dismounted and moved me into the saddle. I frowned deeply. Why was he getting off? Haldir caught up with us and jumped off his horse with his sword in hand. Before Legolas could walk toward Haldir, I grabbed Legolas' arm.
"Don't fight him, he's one of the best fighters in Lothlórien." I don't know why I warned him, but I felt the need to do it. I could be saving Haldir's life! Legolas just gave a nod and still walked over to fight Haldir. I had never seen Legolas fight, but I heard he was the best archer and swordsman. I was almost worried since Haldir also held those titles as the best archer and swordsman too in Lórien.
I didn't want to watch, yet I felt compelled to keep my eyes on the two ellons. It was like an event that only happened every few hundred years and could be bad or good. I didn't know the outcome and it scared me. They stood a meter from each other and glared until Haldir spoke.
"I will give you one last chance to hand over Lady Saerwen, or I will take her by force." He hissed as Legolas smirked.
"I don't think you have the power to make me do anything, Lórien scum." Legolas unsheathed his white twin knives and Haldor took out his long daggers. Legolas made the first move by striking Haldir's knives tauntingly then going for Haldir's neck.
Haldir countered after he deflected and kicked Legolas in the stomach. The two ellons battled with skill and grace as I watched in awe. Haldir got a cut on his left leg and a gash by his waist. Legolas, however, he was in far worse condition. He had a small stab wound on his forearm, a long cut on his along his cheek, maybe a broken rib, and was starting to tire. Haldir gave Legolas a swift blow to the face and left him on the ground spitting out blood.
Haldir walked over to me as he sheathed his daggers. He helped me off Arod by my waist then looked at me as he caught his breath. Before I knew it, he pulled me into a hug. I leaned my on his shoulder and let out a sigh of relief. I wished I could wrap my arms around him and rip my restraints to peices.
"Did he hurt you at all?" Haldir asked as he took my shoulders in his hands.
"I wasn't even touched." I lied. Legolas had defiantly touched me in more ways than one, but I didn't want to get into details. When I looked back up at Haldir, he seized up in pain and groaned. He and I looked down to see a bloody blade sticking out of his stomach. I let out a murderous scream as I held Haldir while he fell.
Legolas rose from his knees as he yanked the dagger from Haldir's body. Tears flowed from my eyes before I looked up at the killer of my dearest friend.
"Don't worry, he won't die that easily." Legolas took me by the hand and put me back on Arod. I stared at Haldir as he stared back at me. My heart broke into a million pieces while he pasted into an unconscious sleep. I wiped my tears only to find it effortless since the tears never stopped. Only a few Mirkwood Elves escaped as we rode toward the border. A large gate opened for the prince and his followers, but closed when the Lorien riders approached. I had been successfully kidnaped.
