New chapter up! Sorry it's so short guys but we really thought that Leggy deserved a whole chapter devoted to his deep thoughts. ;)
Legolas: What are you two slatterns doing to my character!?
M & E: STFU Leggy, get back in your box ;) *manhandles Leggy back into the cupboard*
DISCLAIMER: Still don't own :(
Chapter 4: Idolatry
Legolas POV
Legolas had lived for over three thousand years, and yet in all that time he had never beheld such beauty as that which now lay before him.
The young woman sleeping peacefully beneath his watchful gaze had hair the color of red-hot gold forged in the very fires of Mount Doom. But despite this, her face contained an innocent purity that contrasted with her flaming tresses. Her skin was as white and fresh as newly plowed snow and her figure was svelt and graceful, more so than any other elven women he had ever seen. Though her eyes were closed, he vividly recalled the intensity with which her emerald gaze bore into his very soul.
Such a fair maiden (for she could be nothing else than a maiden, what with the purity that radiated from her invisible pores) would normally be snobbish and conceited, however, from the short conversation that Legolas had had the honor - nay the privilege - of sharing with her, Isobel was clearly far from up herself.
Legolas found that he could wait for this "Isobel" (as she had so charmingly entitled herself) to reawaken once more so that he could further stimulate his mind with her conversation for he had a feeling that he had just now encountered a kindred spirit, one who shared his intelligence, passion and regality.
Smiling fondly at her, he went to fletch some arrows so that he could be prepared to protect her with his bow, or his life, if need be.
Little did he know, the time of sacrifice may come sooner than he anticipates.
Ooh, another cliffy! We're so mean, tee hee. ;)
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