Disclaimer-The fangirl I'm channeling to write this story owns nineteen Legolas action figures. She does not, however, own any of the characters, settings, or any other rights to The Lord of the Rings. Neither do I.
The Wife
Ashley opened the door to see Legolas. He gasped in shock as he saw her changed appearance. "You look lovely, lady," he said, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight, "and so strangely familiar. Are you sure we have not met before?"
"I don't think so," Ashley said, blushing from his scrutiny. "I would have remembered it, I'm sure."
"Well, that is very kind of you to say. Are you ready to see Lord Elrond?"
"I guess so, I mean I don't know how else I'm gonna get home."
Legolas held out his well-muscled arm, and Ashley rested her fingers lightly upon it. She felt like a princess in a fairytale. His mere presence sent shivers down her spine. It was almost as if she was falling in love with the handsome prince. They walked down the hall until they reached an open area study thing. (A/N Picture the library in the movie.) A tall, oldish looking elf was sitting in a chair reading a book. "Ah, Legolas," he said, not looking up from his book. "This is the girl from another world that you wanted me to see?"
"Ahem," Legolas cleared his throat. "Please stand up when I enter a room LORD Elrond, or did you forget that I outrank you?"
"Forgive me, my Prince." Elrond said apologetically. He stood up, and then looked at Ashley for the first time. His lined face went white with shock. "Lorenelle," he breathed.
"Um, no," Ashley said. "I'm just wearing her dress. You see, my clothes were all torn up in the forest, so Maltilda told me to wear this."
Elrond seemed frozen in place by shock. "Um, are you okay?" Ashley asked.
"I've got it!" Legolas exclaimed, snapping his slender fingers. "I knew you looked familiar! You are the exact image of Lorenelle! But how could that be? She was killed by orcs fifteen years ago!"
"Who was this Lorenelle person, anyway?" Ashley asked.
Elrond passed his hands over his eyes in disbelief. "My wife." he said.
A/N Another cliffhanger! Why won't anyone review? Please, please review, and I'll stop writing them. sobs Nobody loves me!