I owe nothing of J.R.R. Tolkiens world except my own characters. Enjoy my story, have fun reading!
Someone threw himself over me and rolled us to the side. I felt a pain in my leg. I wanted to stand up, but someone pushed me down. "Don't move. You are injured." I looked into a male face with blond hair, such delicately chiseled features. I tried to stand up again. "I said don't move." Although he ordered me, his voice was full of warmth. I stopped moving. "Good girl." He turned away from me. I saw him blocking the monsters tail from hitting me and jumping on the creature's head. His jump was so graceful, so … angel like. I was stunned. He took a long thin sword and stabbed it in its head. The creature screamed in pain, in its openly screaming mouth I could see the sword of the man. The creature fell to the ground and he jumped easily in my direction. I looked up to him. "Who are you?"
I heard the voices of my friends. Belle was suddenly next to my head, holding me. I saw tears on her face. "Why do you cry? Are you injured?"
She shook her head. I was relieved nothing happened to my best friend. Her crying went louder. I was confused, but before I could ask her why she cried like a baby, I felt a severe pain in my right leg. I screamed loud. The blonde stranger held my right leg steady. I looked from him to my leg and saw a huge thorn in my leg. "What …?"
"The thorn of the creature's tail went right through that leg." He looked me in the eyes. "I will pull it out." I nodded.
Normally I would never let a stranger touch me, but the voice of the blonde was calming and caring. Out of nothing I trusted him. Nuk was now next to me too. "Don't you dare to touch her. Who are you giving us orders?"
"There is no time to argue. We have to be fast before the thorn will poison her."
Belle screamed. "What, poison?"
I took his hand, squeezed it tightly and nodded. "Pull it out." He nodded and pulled it out. I loud and high scream escaped my lips. Nuk hold my shoulders to the ground, so I couldn't move, and Belle was holding my hand. When the thorn was out I felt my blood running out of the wound. I felt like my soul, my life, was just fading away. I felt cold again. But the cold didn't come from my wound; it was all over my body. It felt like coldness embraced me. I looked up to the Blonde and tried to say something, but the cold made me freeze. The black creature rose again; my eyes widened. The Blonde must have seen my features, because in that moment he jumped to his feet and fought the black creature again. Ciel and Nuk were helping him. This was all so unreal. What was that creature? Why did it come here and from where? I could hear Belle talking to me. Her voice was far away, so I couldn't understand her. I fainted.
I woke up, but couldn't open my eyes. My body was devitalized, I felt so weak. There were arms holding me, carrying me. I wanted to lift my head, but couldn't. "Don't move. You were poisoned." I tried to say something; but my lips weren't moving, I couldn't answer. Arms pressed me to a chest. I heard a steady heart beat. Was Nuk carrying me? Warmth surrounded me and I took a deep breath. What was that smell? It smelled like green trees and blooming flowers, dew and sunshine. It was like that smell was giving me strength. I took another breath. I finally could open my eyes and saw the Blonde carrying me. I blinked at him.
"Relax My lady, you will recover soon."
I didn't move, I just stared at him. I heard Belle. "I go and tell her aunt."
No, not my aunt. With my last strength I grabbed into the direction I supposed Belles voice came from. But I grabbed into nothing. "NO!" I screamed. Don't tell my aunt, she will be worried about me and she was already worried about my fatally ill cousin. I didn't want to bother her. The Blonde pressed me softly to his chest again. "Sssshh. Everything is going to be alright."
I smiled, why did I trust him? Why did he make me feel like a child? I relaxed and closed my eyes. "We take her to Mehra. He is the best healer in our kingdom." Ah, Mehra, yes he will heal me!
