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Chapter 3

Filthy orcs!

The she-elf's tracks were clean and it was not very difficult for the old ranger and the elf prince with him to follow her. But soon, king Aragorn had to quit the search. One of his scout came to find them, telling that orcs had been attacking peasants around the borders of Osgiliath. So, the king had to go back to see what he could do. Legolas reassured him by saying he would send him a messenger as soon as he found the she-elf…and a messenger.

The king left and the elf prince continued on his search. Many days passed before there was something that caught his attention. There was more than one trail on the road… Orcs! He thought, as fear made its way to his heart. There were obvious signs of a fight and then he saw blood. It could only be hers, since orc blood was not red as this one was, but black. He followed these new tracks, until, a day later, he fell on their camp.

He saw her there, hands bound above her head, hooked to a low branch of a huge tree. She was gagged and blindfolded. Her side was bleeding but she did not look hurt anywhere else. There was three orcs there. Since the War, orcs were traveling in compact companies most of the times. There was a foul smell in the air, they were eating some rotting meat and Legolas just knew that they're next meal would cause a fight. They would want to eat their prisoner but at least one would want something else from her before they eat her. It was not everyday that orcs could get their filthy hands on an elf maiden.

Taking his bow, Legolas shot the farthest orc, the one which was the closest to the poor prisoner. The two others turned their ugly heads to the elf prince and they retrieved their rusty swords from their black sheaths. They charged the blond elf without thinking as Legolas withdrew his knives, planting them in the two filthy orcs not long after.

Running towards the now abandoned camp, Legolas took hold of the elf-maiden's waist, careful about her bleeding side and unhooked her from the tree branch. She seemed unconscious as he unbound her hands but as soon as he was done, she pushed him roughly and with the shock, he fell on his backside. The she-elf, even though she was hurt, ran to the open and as she did a few days earlier, she began singing to no one and a horse came running to her. To Legolas surprise, it was not Shadowfax, but his own horse and he looked dumbfounded as the two left him behind.