I opend my eyes, everything was white. The bed I was laying was soft and comfortable; I felt tired again. I turned and looked out of the window. The green bushes with their pink blossoms and the waterfall were so familiar. I was often here as a child. Back then Mehra had to heal my wounds very often. I was like a boy climbing the trees and fighting with other kids. I smiled. When Mehra was healing me, it always felt warm and like … like home. I pushed the sheets away and stood up. When I stepped out of bed I saw down on me. I wore a white dress. The dress of the ill. Mehra always put that close on ill people, for they had a spell on them; to heal people and made them feel relived. And so I felt no pain. A bandage was wrapped around my injured leg. It felt weak when I walked, but I felt no pain at all. I smiled - Mehra had done a good job, again. I walked to the window and sat on the ledge. The sun shone on me and I felt secure. With eyes closed and a smile on my face I sat there enjoying the peaceful nature. I heard voices below. I looked down and saw Nuk, Ciel and the Blonde in the garden of Mehra. Now I could see the Blonde clear. His long blonde hair was hanging softly around his shoulders. His clothes were of bright brown and light green color. On his back were bow and arrows;
He must be a bowman.

"How did that Nazgul-bird come here?" Ciel stood in silence while Nuk – pacing around – talked hectically.

The Blonde gazed at them, his demeanor and voice so lordly. "It is another form of what you call Nazgul-bird. Since there are no Nazgul left, I prefer to talk of them as Fellbeast. And this one is more dangerous than the others I have ever seen."

"How did it come here?" Nuk was furious.

The Blonde talked in a voice that made me feel happy, even the subject of their conversation was not a happy one at all. "I fought it miles away, in the forests of Mirkwood. But it got away and I followed it till here."

"How come you fight that creature?"

"Unknown forces attacked the kingdom I live in. We fought and defeated them. Afterwards I heard they attacked not only my kingdom but others too. I followed one of the creatures to know its master or its home." He made a pause.

Now Ciel began to talk. "You wanna say there are more of these bloody creatures?" The Blonde nodded.

What did he say? More? I felt truly miserable. I could defend myself; my kingdom could defend itself also, there were a lot of soldiers here. But what about other kingdoms? What about the human race and other mortal ones? I thought about the poor people and creatures in middle earth who may not be strong enough to fight. I looked back to the bed and saw my ripped clothes next to it. My knifes lying there too.

"What was your name again?" That drew my attention. I turned back to look at them again. They must have heard me, cause they looked up to me. I felt my cheeks blushing.

"Sophie!" Nuk lips became a happy smile. "You are awake!" The Blonde smiled a sweet grin. I waved shyly at them. I hoped they didn't think I was eavesdroping. Nuk was the first of them who entered the house to come to me. They others followed and were soon in my room.

"How do you feel?" Nuk came close.

"Better, thank you!"

Ciel stood by the door, not coming closer. Nuk hugged me. "I was worried."

"Now you do not need to. Believe me, I feel better. Mehra did a good job." I turned to the Blonde. "Thank you for helping … I mean saving me." He nodded friendly.

"No need to thank me. I hope your injured leg will heal fast." His voice … again I felt enchanted. I stepped closer towards him. "No need to thank? You saved my life." Now it came all back to me: the creature, the thorn, the cold, the creature talking to me ... I shivered. I bowed deep. "No words can express how deeply greatful i am." When I looked up at him again his eyes were on me.

"What is your name stranger?"

"My name is Legolas." That name … I have heard that name somewhere. In a story? In a tale? My thoughts running through any story I have heard. "You …" He nodded as if he knew what I was going to ask. I bowed again. "I am sorry for I didn't treat you with enough respect Legolas of Mirkwood, son of Thranduil." I still bowed when he touched my shoulder gently.

"Stand up. You do not need to bow for me." I glanced at him. My friends seemed shocked and bowed too. Legolas looked around. In that moment Belle entered the room. "The king wants to speak to you." She just had eyes for blond Legolas. He nodded and walked out of the room. When he was almost out of the room, he turned around and looked at me. "Sophie. Be well soon. Before I leave I will keep a check on your injured leg." I nodded without saying a word, still stunned, and he left. In this moment, no words could ever discribe what was going on deep inside of me. Legolas, a prince, saved my life. He was known in every corner of Middle Earth. He was one of the Fellowship who freed the world of the Ring, of Sauron! A friend of King Elessar.

A tale, my uncle once told me, came to my mind. It was about a brave warrior who won every fight, because he fought with all his heart for his kingdom. The story ended with the man injured in a war; not able to fight anymore. His loyal friend saved him and the warrior survived. From that time on the warriror was no longer loyal to the king, but loyal to his friend. He stayed with him until he could save his life. They spend the rest of their lives together and the warrior became aware of that fighting is not everything in life. War and Fighting were no longer his destination, but true friendship was more he ever needed to learn to live.

Belle pulled me out of my thoughts. I didn't realized she came at me. Standing right in front of me, talking to me. I saw her lips moving but was still lost in my thoughts. Was it my destiny to travel along Legolas until I could save his life? Was that why my uncle taught me to fight?