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This is my first fanfic it will be M eventually and I haven't written anything since school. So any tips and hints on how to do things will be appreciated don't hate me too much. Enjoy.
Just so you know bold text is the Black Speech of Mordor and Italic is Elvish.
Thank you to mercuryretrograde my first review and like I said in the pm I hope I don't disappoint.
Legolas eyes stayed shut. As calmly as she could she waited for that moment when he would realise who she was. She had never shared her name willingly so why had she this time. Suddenly her demeanour changed as he turned to stare at her, panic left just as easily as it came. The frustration of his soul burning through hers. He pulled her up out of her bindings and stared down at her. How had he not realised. 'How could I have been so blind' at that moment his composure shattered he dragged her out to the balcony and lent her over the side knife to her throat. 'This is not me this not my way I am not like this.' A cocky smile appeared on her face she had gotten to him. She knew he wouldn't kill her he didn't have the strength; now he was afraid of himself more than her.
For moments they just stared at each other face to face. Waiting for one to give up. Emotions were high. At this moment Gandalf was walking below in the gardens. When he looked up and saw the peculiar situation. The wizard always had great timing for things like this. He made his was to Legolas room. Upon entering he saw Legolas had placed the she elf back in her original place she looked up to she left to see him enter then resumed looking at the elf on her right. Gandalf slowly approached Legolas guessing the elf had already gathered he was present. The wizard put a hand on his friends shoulder. Under his hand Legolas relaxed ever so slightly from the rigid position he had placed himself. Letting go of the balcony Legolas straightened up and turned to Gandalf. Legolas didn't even look his friend in the eyes as he uttered the words "beautiful darkness" Gandalf's eyes shut and he drew his hand back as he lent against his staff. Legolas heart ached just saying the phrase. He looked over at Duvainel. Her hair cascading over her shoulders eyes burning like fire. He saw her beauty he saw it from the moment he laid eyes on her flawless pale skin. And when he had to hold her over the balcony he felt her curvy and slender body underneath him she was well built a piece of art. Sculpted well but she wasn't fragile she was strong and powerful. He could see the beauty. And he could feel her darkness only now did he truly understand the extent of her danger. The pain it caused him was almost unbearable. For an elf how was she capable of the thing she has done. Gandalf aware of his friend's state sent him to go fetch Aragorn and Elrond. Legolas left without looking back.
The wizard said using as much energy as he could muster from within himself began to speak. "Now my dear. Why don't you explain things to me?" Duvainel stared at the door in silence. "We won't harm you" she kept staring at the door. Just listening. But although she was listening she was going through all the scenarios of escaping in her head. But when she thought about it she was the closest she had been to the ring for so long. After killing isildur she was sure it was lost to her forever. Reluctantly Duvainel listened to what the wizard had to say. "I know you could escape but your hesitating. Something is stopping you. I feel a change is coming. "At this the doors burst open Elrond seemed to be flying over to them with Aragorn not far behind. Lastly Legolas entered with the same pain head bowing to the floor. He had no idea why he was in so much pain but he couldn't take it.
"Gandalf is it true?" Gandalf nodded his head as confirmation. Elrond stared at the she-elf. A frown forming under his golden circlet. "I could sense the darkness coming but to not see this or even be aware of who it was I am bewildered." He turned back to Gandalf "You must take her to Galadriel, she may be able to help us with this...predicament. Legolas." The elf looked up his state returning to normal. "Yes, my lord"
"You will take her to lothlorien with the fellowship, she will be your responsibility as you requested previously requested...and you seem to be the only one to be of equal skill." Legolas nodded accepting his duty. Legolas and Aragorn left Gandalf and Elrond to try and get some more information from Duvainel and to discuss what will happen to her. Legolas felt he had heard enough for one day and made his way to the training grounds. "Legolas!" a warm hand held his arm. Aragorn stopped his friend and stood in front of him. "What is the matter Legolas… if you feel you cannot do what is asked I will help you as well as the fellowship. Speak my friend". Legolas met his friend's eyes full of worry he wanted to tell him everything is fine he is just shocked but it was more than that. And Aragorn understood this.
"When I see her eyes, when I stand close to her, I a little bit more and more feel a change in my heart a little bit every time I go, I can't shake it off of forget about it, my heart falls deeper and deeper, the more I think and the more I know…I need to let my anger out…..I can't take it any longer, I'm going to die containing feelings like that in my heart. I can't stop. I can never ever stop how I feel." Aragorn looked at his friend compassion and bewilderment in his eyes. He understood elves couldn't cope with death and war very well being pure beings, but was her darkness really causing Legolas this much pain. If so how was lord Elrond coping so well. Aragorn decided he would accompany his friend to the training ground were they found the light hearted hobbits after watching pippin and merry for a while he felt Legolas's spirits had lifted slightly and when to seek Elrond's help.
