So this chapter is before The Hobbit, when Alasse was still very little and not highly trained yet in taking up arms.

In answer to Guest's question. Alasse looks like actress Lucy Boynton, except her hair is the color that she had it in Sense and Sensibility. Her hair is a tan-ish blonde color.

Oh, BTW, thank you so much for the reviews already! I'm so glad to get them and happy you're enjoying it so far. The chapters according to the movies will not be in chronological order.

Legolas finds his little sister after she gets lost hiding from the Orcs.

"Tur- im tul- with cin? (Can I come with you?)"Alasse asked her big brother who was double checking his supply of arrows.

"Baw. u- hi anand, dilthen sister. (No. Not this time, little sister)." Legolas replied. He would be making a checking visit on one of the nearby kingdoms to see how they were faring, as news had reached the Mirkwood that Orcs had been attacking the forested areas of Middle-Earth.

"But why? I'm a big girl now." Alasse whined.

"I know that. But this is business, and it could be dangerous, darling. You're much safer here."

"But I want to be with you." Alasse moaned. Legolas smiled at her persistence.

"I know, but you can't come at this time." He said firmly. She hung her head as he strapped on his freshly filled quiver. He leaned forward with his hands on his knees. "Come now. Do you already miss me that much?"

"Yes."

"Ahh." Legolas nodded. "Well, I must be off. Come, dear. Won't you give me a goodbye kiss?" Legolas pleaded with puppy dog eyes. Alasse grabbed his neck and kissed his hollow cheek. She hugged him tightly.

"Will you come back?"

"Of course I will." Legolas replied. "Why would you ask such a thing?"

"You said it's dangerous."

"I can take care of myself, love. And I promise, when I return, we shall have another riding lesson. How does that sound?"

"You promise?" Alasse's face lit up.

"I promise."

"The moment you return?"

"Err..." Legolas grunted. "Well, not quite that quick."

"Oh." Alasse sighed.

"Don't worry. I shan't be gone for long. I will return in two days."

While Legolas was gone, Alasse spent her time playing games with her dad, sketching specially sculptured artifacts around the castle, and listening to Thranduil tell her fascinating bedtime stories. "I always like the ones with happy endings." Alasse sighed on the pillow. "They are my very favorites to hear. Adar, what kind of stories are your favorites?"

"The ones where the enemies are defeated, and the heroes are rewarded with peace and happiness, without any tragedies to ruin it." Thranduil sighed in a wistful voice.

"Don't be sad, Father." Alasse smiled. "Legolas will come back. He said he would. And Legolas never breaks a promise. And, you have me while he's gone."

"Yes. Mui precious dilthen gwen. (Yes. My precious little girl.)" Thranduil smiled sadly. "Well, that will be enough stories for tonight."

"Legolas is coming home tomorrow! I can hardly wait!" Alasse clapped her hands excitedly.

"As can't I." Thranduil agreed.

"Adar? Do you think the Orcs will kill us?" Alasse asked in a serious tone. Thranduil's entire countenance fell to horror and grief.

"No, Alasse. Never!" He declared, clasping her tiny hand. "Not as long as I am king. The Orcs will never hurt you if I have anything to say about it! You are safe, dear daughter." Alasse breathed in relief. Her father and brother always made her feel safe, especially Legolas when Thranduil wasn't around. "Now, let's not speak anymore of horrible monsters. Think of the starlight above us, and the flowers blooming outside, and..."

"And Legolas coming home!" Alasse beamed.

"Yes. Man du, mui princess. (Goodnight, my princess)." Thranduil purred, kissing her head.

"Man du, Adar. (Goodnight, Father)." Alasse smiled.

It was a beautiful spring morning in the Wood. The birds were singing, and the sun was shining brightly. The small elfling princess moseyed along outside the palace walls, enjoying the wondrous breeze kissing her face. There were Elvin guards nearby, on hand, to protect their little lady from harm. Nobody foresaw the oncoming danger! It struck without warning. As she was sketching on the grass,"Rafael! I hear something!" Alasse called to one of the guards, her ears picking up on heavy galloping. But before anyone could take action, a barrage of filthy, dark, fearsome, monstrously hideous beasts descended upon them! Alasse screamed in pure terror as she saw the gigantic creatures attacking. The guards rushed to protect her, but they were outnumbered within the blink of an eye. A huge Orc charged at the little girl elf and she was paralyzed with fear, unable to will her little legs to run. Horieda, one of the guards, slid on the ground and shoved her away while he thrust his sword into the Orc's torso, but as the monster roared in rage, it slashed down on Horieda's shoulder, slicing it up. Tiny Alasse ran for her life.

Legolas and his company were just returning to the palace when they heard the distressed blow of the army horn, calling for help. Thranduil had come to the doors to greet his son. "Absolutely nothing to report." Legolas told him. That was when the horn blew. They turned their heads toward the sound. In the distance they could hear murderous screams.

"Orcs! Orc!" One of the guards hobbled up the path to the gates, screeching helplessly. He was badly mauled. "Orcs, sire!"

"They're coming from the river." Legolas said under his breath and dashed fiercely, leading a charge of armed elves behind him to fend off the intruders.

With the speed of a herd of antelope, and the airborne agility of squirrels, Legolas and his men bore down hard on the ashen devils, shooting them down with arrows, and slicing them up with their swords and knives. More Orc arrived, as did Tauriel. She swooped in from the trees and killed every enemy that dared step in her way. Within moments, the Orcish army was dead. Sadly, so were six of their Elvin soldiers.

"Thirty-two." Tauriel said to Legolas. "All dead."

"Not all." Legolas groaned, his head held high, glancing around toward the Eastern side of the Wood. "One more lingers. I can hear him."

"We must report back." Tauriel reminded him.

Legolas pursued the remaining enemy while his captain of the guard returned to her king. Legolas stealthily followed the large, ugly Orc as it stomped around suspiciously, looking for someone or something to kill with his massive blade. Legolas stepped around behind a tree, raising his bow. He fired an arrow straight at the Orc's brain, which penetrated him right through the skull. The Orc foamed furiously, wagging his angry head around, trying to spot what had struck him. But Legolas ducked and rolled in the underbrush under the shelter of the trees. The Orc stumbled, raising his deadly machete. Legolas stood behind him and spontaneously shot him with four arrows in a row. The Orc bellowed, dropping to his knees. Legolas pounced on his shoulders and dug his dagger straight down into the head. The wounded monster groaned and collapsed flat on his face, dead. Legolas huffed with satisfaction, drawing out his bloody dagger and marched back to the palace.

"All accounted for and slain." He said confidently as he appeared in the throne room.

"Very good." Thranduil nodded with approval. "I'll not welcome lightly an adversary who seeks to taint my Wood with the stench of rotten Orc flesh."

"I will see if I can track their course of entry, my lord." Tauriel spoke up.

Legolas frowned with concern when he noticed one elf missing. "Wait." Legolas gulped. "Where is Alasse?" He asked. He'd expected to find her with her father in the throne room, running anxiously to greet her brother at his return. The soldiers glanced around among themselves.

"Where is she?!" Thranduil demanded, rising to his feet.

"We do not know, Your Majesty." One of the officers pleaded. "Rafael and Horieda were watching her. But they were killed. We did not see the princess when we arrived to finish off the Orcs."

"Find her!" Thranduil shouted furiously. Legolas was already out the palace doors, sprinting for the Wood. Thranduil stared at the open doors, his hear pounding with panic.

"Im will glenn- with cin. Im will search too (I will go with you. I will search too.)" Tauriel said as she caught up with him.

"Im praui he na- all foeir. Theui will u- take hen no mui hend! (I pray she's all right. They will not take her under my eye!)" Legolas seethed, murderously clenching his bow with white knuckles.

"We should divide." Tauriel suggested. Legolas nodded and they went their separate ways.

Tauriel took the West side of the wood while Legolas checked the East. He scoured the entire area sharply, listening intently for any signs of life or danger. "Alasse!" He yelled. "Alasse!" She'd begged him to let her come with him on his journey. Maybe if he had, he wouldn't be frantically searching for her right now, horrible imaginations of what her fate may be running through his brain. True, that elves were immortal, but they could still be slain. And Alasse wasn't efficient enough to look after herself yet. "Alasse!" Legolas kept calling. "Hir, cheb- hen safe! Oh, mui foeg dilthen sister. Ed- ennas, eriol! Alasse, im will never let cin ed- o mui sight ad! (God, keep her safe! Oh, my poor little sister...out there, alone! Alasse, I will never let you out of my sight again!)" Legolas worried.

He looked down at the ground and saw tracks in the dirt. He stooped down to study them more closely. They were puny foot steps, about her size. Legolas ran on, following the trail. It led him to a meadow with large trees. "Alasse! It's me! Alasse!" Legolas called out. His ears alerted him to a different sound, a very distinct and familiar sound. It sounded like someone small was crying. He glanced at the large oak tree nearest to him. The trunk had a small opening at the bottom, small enough for little animals but also just large enough for a little child to hide under. Legolas stooped down before it. "Alasse? Are you in there?" He asked softly.

"Legolas?" Alasse sniffled.

"Yes! It's me, dilthen. You can come out now. It's safe." Legolas spoke gently. Alasse cautiously crawled out from under the tree, dirtying her royal dress. She looked around fearfully. "It's all right, darling. They're gone." Legolas touched her shoulder. "Come here." Alasse crouched to him and threw herself onto his chest, clinging to his neck. He rubbed her small back. "Shh. It's all right. I'm here. You're safe now."

"I didn't think anyone would ever find me!" She cried into his uniform. "I thought I was going to be lost forever!"

"Ohh, now, darling. We'd never leave you out here!" Legolas shushed her, stroking her small face. "Come, let's go home. Father is very worried about you." He rose to his feet and picked her up off the ground and carried her in his strong arms back to the castle. She clutched him for dear life.

"You f-found me." Alasse said in a shaky voice.

"That I did, love." Legolas nodded, striding for home.

"Gwanur?"

"Hmm?"

"You wouldn't leave me out here, forever. Would you?" Alasse looked up at him with frightened eyes. "You wouldn't leave me if I got lost?"

"Never, dilthen." Legolas crooned, kissing her head. "I'll never lose you. Cin're safe with nin, darling. Im will always rad- cin. (You're safe with me, darling. I will always find you.) I promise."