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characters belong to the genius J.R.R. Tolkien. Anna belongs to me.
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Cold Heart Chapter 3
Anna woke and looked around the room. The last thing that she remembered was falling asleep in the corridor in the vastness of Rivendell, trying to find the dining hall. But she wasn't in the corridor anymore. Nor was she even in her room. This room was much larger than the one she was staying at.
She got up out of the bed and walked around the room. The bed she had been laying in was twice as large as hers, with silken sheets with large down pillows and an enormous blanket. Off to the left there was a door. Anna walked to it slowly and came to a large sitting area. A huge fire danced in the fireplace and there were couches and chairs in a half circle around the fireplace.
There were two more doors on the opposite side of the room. One led to the bathroom, and the other led to a small sunroom with a desk in the middle of it and papers strewn across the desk. Anna walked into each of these rooms, rather curious to where she was and then she spotted the balcony off of the main living area. She walked out and the view took her breath away. She stood above a forest of green that stretched as far as the eyes could see. The sun was setting over the mountains on the western horizon. The sky was splashed with sparkling colors of red and orange that surrounded the golden sun. Anna stood gazing out at the mesmerizing landscape, and didn't even notice the figure come up behind her. She felt a hand lay on her arm and she looked up into the face of a man with long blond hair. He looked at her for a moment and turned his gaze out to the landscape around him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and inhaled to sweet scent in the air.
"'Tis beautiful, is it not?" He asked Anna.
She stood for a moment still watching his face. He turned around and looked at her again. Anna blushed and answered, "Yes, it is very beautiful. This is the first time that I've seen it, I think, but it seems so familiar to me." She stopped and turned away. She didn't want everyone to know about what had happened to her. How she had lost her memory.
"Who are you and why am I in your room?" asked Anna after a while. She knew that it didn't sound that polite, but she was getting rather frustrated with the elf just staring out at the trees and not talking to her. The man laughed and turned back to look at her face. His blonde hair fell across his face and he brushed it gently behind his ear. Anna noticed that his ears were just like hers. He was the same race as her, and she wanted to ask which exactly that was, but she didn't want to seem any more rude than she had already sounded.
"My name is Legolas from Mirkwood. Arwen sent me to look for you when you didn't show up for breakfast. I found you in the hallway a little ways from here. Since my rooms were closer I brought you here," he replied simply. "What is your name, my lady?"
"An-Anna," she stuttered. She didn't know why, but she felt uncomfortable around him. There was something unsettling about his silence.
Legolas looked into her pale emerald eyes, looking for a sign of any emotion. He saw confusion and fear. He could understand the confusion, but fear? Why would she fear anything here in Rivendell? This was one of the safest places she could be in Middle-earth.
He moved his piercing gaze from her eyes to her face. She was angelic. There was no other word to describe her. Her light brown hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She had pale skin and looked like a normal elf. But her eyes, they danced and always had a slight twinkle in them whenever she smiled. She is beautiful. Legolas thought to himself. She then noticed him staring at her and blushed, as did he. He smiled, and then stopped. No, I cannot do this. Not again. He reprimanded himself.
Anna was watching Legolas's face, trying to find that hidden emotion that he did not seem to want to share with her. Suddenly, his look became very distant, as though he was thinking of things long forgotten until then. He placed his lips in a straight line and his gaze became ever more piercing. "Shall I escort you back to your room?" his voice was cold and stiff. She nodded, finding no word to come out of her mouth. What had just happened? He had been very friendly up until a few moments ago. Then it was like he suddenly decided that he didn't like her. Legolas held out his arm and motioned for her to follow. He led the way outside into the corridor. She slowly followed behind him. She had to find out if she had done or said something wrong.
Anna caught up with Legolas and gently touched his forearm. He snapped his head in her direction. "I-I was just wondering w-what was wrong. You look troubled," she stuttered. He stopped walking and turned fully around to look at her.
"No, nothing is wrong, but that you for your concern," he said rather icily. He started to walk back down the corridor.
Anna's eyes were now filled with concern. He was hiding something and it was bothering him tremendously. "Are you sure that there is nothing wrong?" she asked a little unsteadily.
At these words Legolas's head snapped back around and he stalked over to where Anna stood silently in the middle of the corridor. "It is none of your business what is wrong. I told you it was nothing, leave it at that," he said nastily, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Anna summed up her courage, and practically yelled at him, "I was just wondering what was wrong! We just met, how can you be-." But Legolas grabbing her arm and pulling her closer to him cut her words short.
"That's right, we just met. What gives you the right to get into my personal life like that? Why do you think that you can just get into everyone else's business?" he hissed into her ear. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a hand wrapped itself around Legolas's wrist, making him let go of Anna's arm. Legolas didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
"Lady Anna, may I speak with you a moment?" Aragorn asked her, staring hard at Legolas.
"Of course, Aragorn," she said as Aragorn handed her his arm. She took it and he walked swiftly away, still staring bitterly at Legolas. Anna didn't even look back.
After a few minutes of walking in silence, Aragorn spoke. "I am sorry about Legolas. He has been rather different as of late. He is usually a very kind person. He does not mean to speak so harshly."
Anna was quiet for a moment, considering what to say in response. "That does not give him the right to be so mean when asked a simple question, acting different or not," she said. She was about to say more, but Aragorn stopped in front of her room. He took her hand in his and held it for a moment, before slowly bringing it up to his lips and kissing it.
"I will speak to him, Lady Anna," Aragorn replied quickly, before walking back down the corridor and around the corner, out of sight. Anna walked into her room and flung herself on the bed.
"This has not been a very good day," she muttered to herself.
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Aragorn stalked down the hallway, towards one of the more secluded gardens in Lord Elrond's house. He knew Legolas would be there. Walking out into the moonlit courtyard, Aragorn headed for the large tree planted in the center.
"Legolas, I need to speak with you," Aragorn called up into the tree.
No response.
"Legolas, I know that you are there. Please come down. I need to speak with you about a matter of importance and I would prefer not to have to climb into a tree," said Aragorn. Legolas jumped out of the top of the tree and landed silently behind Aragorn, not making a sound.
"Legolas, son of Thranduil, if you do not get out of that tree-," but he was cut off by Legolas leaning down to whisper in his ear.
"What is it that you wish to speak with me about?" he said almost inaudibly into Aragorn's ear. Aragorn jumped away with a yelp. He turned around and glared at Legolas.
"Why must you sneak up on me? That is a very childish game and I wish not to be a part of it," said Aragorn sternly. Legolas was doubled over in laughter, not hearing a word Aragorn had said. This had been a game that they had played ever since the two had met, which was some years ago. Aragorn had always tried to do this same thing to Legolas, but it had not worked very much considering that elf's sensitive ears could pick up many sounds.
Legolas was still laughing, but it had receded quite a bit now, and was just a soft chuckling. He caught his breath and smiled. "Yes, Aragorn. What were you saying?"
Aragorn continued to glare at Legolas. "I would like to speak to you about Lady Anna."
Legolas's smile faded. Somehow he knew that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation. "What about her?" he said grimly.
"I would like to know why you were rude to her earlier today. She did nothing wrong; she was only a little curious, and concerned for you," Aragorn asked curiously.
"She had no right, Aragorn, no right. She did not have to keep pressing the matter. She is very kind and very beautiful, but I do not wish for my personal thoughts to be discussed openly at this time," Legolas said.
"Legolas, she has been through a terrible ordeal. How do you think that you would feel if you couldn't remember who you were or where you came from? She deserves more respect than this," Aragorn said, getting rather frustrated with the prince's stubbornness. Legolas just ignored him and turned to leave.
He got halfway across the garden before Aragorn called to him, "Is this about Elena?" Aragorn regretted asking the question the moment the words escaped his lips.
Legolas stopped in his path. He turned toward Aragorn." I do not want to hear that name ever again. Never," Legolas said almost inaudibly, that Aragorn only heard it from having sharp ears because of being a Ranger.
Legolas turned back around slowly and walked noiselessly back to his room.
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A/N: Thank you so much for reading this chapter. I don't have writer's block anymore! Yay! I have finally decided the general outcome of my story. I changed the plot a bit with someone falling for Anna while she is falling for Legolas. The ending is going to be rather odd, but that isn't going to come up for a while, so I'll really worry about that when I get there. Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. And if you did then review. Pretty Please?
And I would like to thank Rachael, who had to sit there forever listening (well I don't know if it is listening since it was an IM) to me go on and on about this story and helping me with some of the decisions that I had to make regarding it. Anywayz thanks a bunch, Rachey : )
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Cold Heart Chapter 3
Anna woke and looked around the room. The last thing that she remembered was falling asleep in the corridor in the vastness of Rivendell, trying to find the dining hall. But she wasn't in the corridor anymore. Nor was she even in her room. This room was much larger than the one she was staying at.
She got up out of the bed and walked around the room. The bed she had been laying in was twice as large as hers, with silken sheets with large down pillows and an enormous blanket. Off to the left there was a door. Anna walked to it slowly and came to a large sitting area. A huge fire danced in the fireplace and there were couches and chairs in a half circle around the fireplace.
There were two more doors on the opposite side of the room. One led to the bathroom, and the other led to a small sunroom with a desk in the middle of it and papers strewn across the desk. Anna walked into each of these rooms, rather curious to where she was and then she spotted the balcony off of the main living area. She walked out and the view took her breath away. She stood above a forest of green that stretched as far as the eyes could see. The sun was setting over the mountains on the western horizon. The sky was splashed with sparkling colors of red and orange that surrounded the golden sun. Anna stood gazing out at the mesmerizing landscape, and didn't even notice the figure come up behind her. She felt a hand lay on her arm and she looked up into the face of a man with long blond hair. He looked at her for a moment and turned his gaze out to the landscape around him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and inhaled to sweet scent in the air.
"'Tis beautiful, is it not?" He asked Anna.
She stood for a moment still watching his face. He turned around and looked at her again. Anna blushed and answered, "Yes, it is very beautiful. This is the first time that I've seen it, I think, but it seems so familiar to me." She stopped and turned away. She didn't want everyone to know about what had happened to her. How she had lost her memory.
"Who are you and why am I in your room?" asked Anna after a while. She knew that it didn't sound that polite, but she was getting rather frustrated with the elf just staring out at the trees and not talking to her. The man laughed and turned back to look at her face. His blonde hair fell across his face and he brushed it gently behind his ear. Anna noticed that his ears were just like hers. He was the same race as her, and she wanted to ask which exactly that was, but she didn't want to seem any more rude than she had already sounded.
"My name is Legolas from Mirkwood. Arwen sent me to look for you when you didn't show up for breakfast. I found you in the hallway a little ways from here. Since my rooms were closer I brought you here," he replied simply. "What is your name, my lady?"
"An-Anna," she stuttered. She didn't know why, but she felt uncomfortable around him. There was something unsettling about his silence.
Legolas looked into her pale emerald eyes, looking for a sign of any emotion. He saw confusion and fear. He could understand the confusion, but fear? Why would she fear anything here in Rivendell? This was one of the safest places she could be in Middle-earth.
He moved his piercing gaze from her eyes to her face. She was angelic. There was no other word to describe her. Her light brown hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She had pale skin and looked like a normal elf. But her eyes, they danced and always had a slight twinkle in them whenever she smiled. She is beautiful. Legolas thought to himself. She then noticed him staring at her and blushed, as did he. He smiled, and then stopped. No, I cannot do this. Not again. He reprimanded himself.
Anna was watching Legolas's face, trying to find that hidden emotion that he did not seem to want to share with her. Suddenly, his look became very distant, as though he was thinking of things long forgotten until then. He placed his lips in a straight line and his gaze became ever more piercing. "Shall I escort you back to your room?" his voice was cold and stiff. She nodded, finding no word to come out of her mouth. What had just happened? He had been very friendly up until a few moments ago. Then it was like he suddenly decided that he didn't like her. Legolas held out his arm and motioned for her to follow. He led the way outside into the corridor. She slowly followed behind him. She had to find out if she had done or said something wrong.
Anna caught up with Legolas and gently touched his forearm. He snapped his head in her direction. "I-I was just wondering w-what was wrong. You look troubled," she stuttered. He stopped walking and turned fully around to look at her.
"No, nothing is wrong, but that you for your concern," he said rather icily. He started to walk back down the corridor.
Anna's eyes were now filled with concern. He was hiding something and it was bothering him tremendously. "Are you sure that there is nothing wrong?" she asked a little unsteadily.
At these words Legolas's head snapped back around and he stalked over to where Anna stood silently in the middle of the corridor. "It is none of your business what is wrong. I told you it was nothing, leave it at that," he said nastily, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Anna summed up her courage, and practically yelled at him, "I was just wondering what was wrong! We just met, how can you be-." But Legolas grabbing her arm and pulling her closer to him cut her words short.
"That's right, we just met. What gives you the right to get into my personal life like that? Why do you think that you can just get into everyone else's business?" he hissed into her ear. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a hand wrapped itself around Legolas's wrist, making him let go of Anna's arm. Legolas didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
"Lady Anna, may I speak with you a moment?" Aragorn asked her, staring hard at Legolas.
"Of course, Aragorn," she said as Aragorn handed her his arm. She took it and he walked swiftly away, still staring bitterly at Legolas. Anna didn't even look back.
After a few minutes of walking in silence, Aragorn spoke. "I am sorry about Legolas. He has been rather different as of late. He is usually a very kind person. He does not mean to speak so harshly."
Anna was quiet for a moment, considering what to say in response. "That does not give him the right to be so mean when asked a simple question, acting different or not," she said. She was about to say more, but Aragorn stopped in front of her room. He took her hand in his and held it for a moment, before slowly bringing it up to his lips and kissing it.
"I will speak to him, Lady Anna," Aragorn replied quickly, before walking back down the corridor and around the corner, out of sight. Anna walked into her room and flung herself on the bed.
"This has not been a very good day," she muttered to herself.
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Aragorn stalked down the hallway, towards one of the more secluded gardens in Lord Elrond's house. He knew Legolas would be there. Walking out into the moonlit courtyard, Aragorn headed for the large tree planted in the center.
"Legolas, I need to speak with you," Aragorn called up into the tree.
No response.
"Legolas, I know that you are there. Please come down. I need to speak with you about a matter of importance and I would prefer not to have to climb into a tree," said Aragorn. Legolas jumped out of the top of the tree and landed silently behind Aragorn, not making a sound.
"Legolas, son of Thranduil, if you do not get out of that tree-," but he was cut off by Legolas leaning down to whisper in his ear.
"What is it that you wish to speak with me about?" he said almost inaudibly into Aragorn's ear. Aragorn jumped away with a yelp. He turned around and glared at Legolas.
"Why must you sneak up on me? That is a very childish game and I wish not to be a part of it," said Aragorn sternly. Legolas was doubled over in laughter, not hearing a word Aragorn had said. This had been a game that they had played ever since the two had met, which was some years ago. Aragorn had always tried to do this same thing to Legolas, but it had not worked very much considering that elf's sensitive ears could pick up many sounds.
Legolas was still laughing, but it had receded quite a bit now, and was just a soft chuckling. He caught his breath and smiled. "Yes, Aragorn. What were you saying?"
Aragorn continued to glare at Legolas. "I would like to speak to you about Lady Anna."
Legolas's smile faded. Somehow he knew that this was not going to be a pleasant conversation. "What about her?" he said grimly.
"I would like to know why you were rude to her earlier today. She did nothing wrong; she was only a little curious, and concerned for you," Aragorn asked curiously.
"She had no right, Aragorn, no right. She did not have to keep pressing the matter. She is very kind and very beautiful, but I do not wish for my personal thoughts to be discussed openly at this time," Legolas said.
"Legolas, she has been through a terrible ordeal. How do you think that you would feel if you couldn't remember who you were or where you came from? She deserves more respect than this," Aragorn said, getting rather frustrated with the prince's stubbornness. Legolas just ignored him and turned to leave.
He got halfway across the garden before Aragorn called to him, "Is this about Elena?" Aragorn regretted asking the question the moment the words escaped his lips.
Legolas stopped in his path. He turned toward Aragorn." I do not want to hear that name ever again. Never," Legolas said almost inaudibly, that Aragorn only heard it from having sharp ears because of being a Ranger.
Legolas turned back around slowly and walked noiselessly back to his room.
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A/N: Thank you so much for reading this chapter. I don't have writer's block anymore! Yay! I have finally decided the general outcome of my story. I changed the plot a bit with someone falling for Anna while she is falling for Legolas. The ending is going to be rather odd, but that isn't going to come up for a while, so I'll really worry about that when I get there. Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. And if you did then review. Pretty Please?
And I would like to thank Rachael, who had to sit there forever listening (well I don't know if it is listening since it was an IM) to me go on and on about this story and helping me with some of the decisions that I had to make regarding it. Anywayz thanks a bunch, Rachey : )