Again, not a mary sue. And I don't own Legolas. Just saying. Or any other LOTR characters for that matter. But I do own the Fire Elves. Because I made them up. Ok, here is the next chapter! :)
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She sat around the small circle of Fire Elves, who were having an angry discussion about what they were going to do about their situation. She didn't want to intervene, mainly because if she did, everyone would start looking to her for advice, advice that she couldn't give. So she just kept her thoughts to herself, not really caring. She thought back to the prince of Mirkwood that she had seen on the throne. He didn't seem as intimidating as the King, who had not even listened to a word her people had to say.
She cared about her kingdom, and what happened in it. Just, she knew that even with Mirkwood's help, they could never destroy the shadow that had been gathering near their small land, no matter how many soldiers. Yes, many had died, but she could reason with King Thranduil's arguments. After all, Mirkwood did have a strange air to it, as if everyone was tense. The soldiers, when they had arrived, had almost refused to let them go through the gates to speak to their King.
As she was lost in her thought, a soldier looked at her, and nudged her softly. She looked up and smiled. It was her old friend, Silenco, who she had known for she thought her whole life. Together, they looked around at the arguing adults, and he sighed, giving her a weak smile. "We aren't going to get anywhere with them arguing over what to do, but they have a point. We can't just stand here and do nothing to help our kingdom." She nodded, though she didn't say anything.
She was once again thinking about the prince, who had put her at ease a tiny bit when he had politely smiled and waved, even when his father had tried to stop him. She scolded herself for not getting a chance to smile back, or even wave back. He probably thought she was a stuck up snob now, but she didn't want him to think that. There was something about him that sent her mind reeling. She had a feeling that this wouldn't be the last time she saw him, and when she did again, she would get another chance to maybe become his friend, or more than that.
Silenco saw the girl looking far away at the kingdom that they had just left, and sighed. She used to be able to joke around, and stick up for her people. She never liked being addressed as a princess, but as her own name: Deliarna. As the bickering lowered to a minimum, both stared at the dim forest from which they had just left, both wondering if they would ever return.
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Wood Elf luver: Just so you know, NOT a mary sue. She just wants to be his friend. And yes, this is the Deliarna from A Random Story, not another Deliarna, and yes, she used to be a different type of person. You'll see. Just keep reading to find out what I'm trying to point out to you here, k? TTYL! :)
