After breakfast Legolas took me to a small room. "Here," He said as he handed me a sword.
"So, who are you?" I thought I already knew the answer to this, but just to be sure.
"I am Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood."
I took the sword and as I did I saw that he was looking straight into my eyes. I felt uncomfortable. "So, why am I here?"
"Gandalf requested that you come here. A pressing matter is at hand."
"What's the matter?"
"He must be the one to tell you. It is for you to complete this quest."
He took me to a stable and handed me the reins to a brown horse. "We must go to Gondor. Gandalf will be waiting there with Aragorn and Lady Galadriel." As he said this he looked deep into my eyes with a grave look on his face. "We must leave at once."
As he got his horse, a white stallion, I looked for the first time at what I was wearing. I had on a royal blue elvish dress, boots that came up to my knees, white tights, and a leather pouch. I mounted my horse and trot over to Legolas who was waiting at the exit to the stables."We must ride fast and hard," He said.
As we left I looked at him. "So, what's his name?"
"Who do you refer to?"
"My horse, what is his name?" I looked at the elf. "He does have a name, right?"
"His name is Ailidh." Legolas answered.
As we approached a path that led through Mirkwood Legolas went in front of me. "This way," He said.
After a minute or two he said that we needed to hurry. We sped off as fast as our horses could manage. By the end of the day we were almost out of the forest.
When we came to a clearing he stopped; I did the same.
"We will camp here," He said, dismounting his horse.
He made a fire and we ate elvish bread for a small dinner. After we finished he looked at me and said, "Gandalf says that you sing very well. Would you sing for me?"
"He exaggerates. I'm hardly worthy of singing for a prince."
He smiled and looked into my eyes. "You never know, you might just be surprised by yourself."
After a couple more minutes of him insisting, I gave in. I sand the softest and most elvish sounding song I knew.
"You downplay your talents, my friend," He said. He looked into my eyes with his ice blue ones and smiled.
I smiled back and said, "I don't like to boast, so I downplay myself as often as I can."
"True, it isn't an elvish thing to boast, but one mustn't hide her talents either, especially a princess."
I looked at him and asked, "Why do you say I am a princess?"
"Gandalf told me that you were a princess. My apologies if he was mistaken. Was he?"
I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and glided my finger along the top. Much to my surprise, it was pointed. "I guess I am."
As the fire slowly went out, I sang for Legolas and he told me stories. Finally he said that it would probably be good for me to get some rest. I lay on the ground and he soon followed. He soon fell asleep next to me.
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