Hey, people! I know that you're probably wondering why I took so long to up date, but, I have to say that is wasn't my fault! Why this is so, I'm not sure.

Anyways…

Seyona glared at Nicola.

"How long do I have to hold this stupid stance?" she demanded. The phrase 'If looks could kill…' ran through Nicola's mind

"Just until I finish sketching the outline," she replied

"Why do you need me to do this stance? If I was going to attack, I wouldn't be standing like this!" she was in a lunge, her sword out in front of her as though she was stabbing an invisible enemy and her brown tunic a little dirty. She knew she would have to wash it later.

"Oh? How would you stand then? And FYI, I need you for a live model. I find that I can draw better that way. And yes, before you ask, this is for a battle scene."

"Why would you want to draw that? It seems like a far cry from the happy ones you usually draw." Seyona blew a brown lock of hair from her face.

"That's why. Because it's a far cry from my usual drawings. And you still haven't answered my first question. How would you attack?"

"Like this." She answered, spinning round and bringing her sword around in a graceful arc, so fast it was almost invisible in the air, twisting the hilt at the last moment so that the blade would meet the neck of whatever invisible foe she was fighting; whereupon she brought it to a sudden halt. Nicola's mouth fell open.

"Just call me 'Zorro'" said Seyona, giggling at Nicola's expression. "Now, I betcha you can't draw that!"

"No, probably not." Nicola said quietly in a slightly strained voice. Some movement to her right caught her eye, "Um…"

By now though, Seyona was lost in a world of her own. She spun round once more, bringing the blade around in time for it to meet another blade, parrying her blow.

She blinked and looked up in to a pair of bright blue eyes.

"Well, well, milady. Fencing as well as archery. I'm impressed."

"What can I say, my lord? I'm a multi-talented woman! Do you wish to spar?" she added suddenly, an idea occurring to her.

"Of course, milady." Said Legolas, a hint of amusement entering his voice

The fight lasted no more than a few seconds. They attacked and defended, but finally Legolas made a jab at her, which she casually knocked to the side and pressed the flat of her blade against his throat.

"You're holding back." She stated simply.

"Yes." he admitted somewhat reluctantly, and she smiled.

"Don't."

He grinned and nodded.

"As you wish, milady."

And the true tide of the battle began. Seyona lost track of time as the two of them were lost in a dizzying dance, separated at times only by a blade's width only to be thrown apart by their momentum. Being elven, they could both perform a variety of moves faster and with more precision that any normal human would be able to. The swords blurred in the air as they moved, and at times, you would swear that they disappeared all together.

You know, Seyona thought to herself, trying to form a coherent thought while sparring madly with an elf who's skill pretty much matches -and maybe surpasses- yours, should be an Olympic sport.

"So, I hear that tomorrow we set off for Helms Deep." The sentence was broken in several places by their sparring and it took Legolas a moment to answer.

"Yes. Although, I am unsure as to whether it's a good idea."

"Well, I'm sure king Théoden has his reasons. Helms Deep has helped in the past." Said Seyona, attempting a shrug and failing miserably.

He said nothing.

They continued sparring in silence for a few minutes, then he said, "I hear that lady Nicola has found something to do inside Rohan."

Seyona grinned at the comment. "Yep! Can you believe that they didn't have sandwiches?" and they call it civilization… she added silently to herself.

"Milady, I'm still wondering what they are." he did not smile, but Seyona could see the amusement in his eyes.

Her thoughts made their way to Nicola, who had integrated herself almost seamlessly into human society. She was so easy going, that they forgot that she was an elf, and they talked normally to her. Seyona, on the other hand, was still looked at with a mixture of reverence, awe and –although Seyona hated its existence in their eyes - fear. She had to admit, she was slightly jealous of Nicola, who now had a lot more people to talk to. Having heard that they hadn't had sandwiches, Nicola had started a class. She decided that since it was an easy food to make that required little cooking, if any, that is would be useful.

Seyona, on the other hand, had three people in Rohan that felt comfortable around her. There was Legolas, Aragorn and Nicola, and she had barely spoken three words to Aragorn in the past week she had been here. That only left two people. There was also Ro, of course, who treated elves like they were a daily appearance, but Seyona had only talked to him occasionally. He seemed nice enough. She frowned. He seemed a little too familiar with elves in her opinion.

Her train of though completely vanished as she saw a small opening in his defences. It happened so briefly that Seyona was unsure if she had seen it, but as she watched, it happened again and again. It was a very small opening, but if she worked her sword the right way, it might be enough to get around his defences.

The next time she saw it, she dived through it, quickly gaining the upper hand and keeping it.

Legolas blinked. That was definitely a first. She was better than he had anticipated. He would have to-

Before Legolas could complete that thought, she had gotten right behind his defences and with a deft twist of her wrist had buried his sword in to a patch of grass five feet away, flicking her sword up to his chin. Legolas stared at her sword and then looked at her. She smiled, trying not to laugh at his expression.

She sheathed her sword and said, "Well played." It was at that point that she became aware of some clapping from behind her.

She turned around to see Aragorn and Gimli both grinning wildly.

"Lord Aragorn, Lord Gimli," she said, acknowledging both of them with a nod of her head.

"Well done, lass." Whispered Gimli as he walked past Seyona.

Aragorn on the other hand looked as though if he opened his mouth, he would dissolve into fits of laughter, so he nodded as he went past.

Seyona walked over to Nicola, who was peering past her to look at the three of them.

"They're never going to let him forget it, are they?"

Seyona shook her head.

Nicola looked back at them, and then said, "I pity him."

Aragorn, meanwhile was looking at Legolas with a mixture of shock and respect.

"I didn't know you could spar like that."

Legolas laughed. "After three thousand years, one does eventually pick up fencing, even if I do prefer to use my bow. Or my twin blades." He added as a bit of an after thought.

"Well, laddie, whatever you use, she still beat you." Gimli coughed. "Hands down, I might add."

"She only won by a small margin." Legolas puffed out his chest slightly, trying to keep a little of his dignity. "I let her win."

"Of course you did," said Gimli soothingly. "I could tell that it was you who had the upper hand all along."

Legolas deflated slightly when he heard a faint snort and a 'yeah, right' from the direction of Nicola and Seyona.

I hope that you liked this chapter, although it is a little rougher than I would like. I know that that wasn't a proper ending, but i decided to just load whatever I have.

You know, I have to say that I'm not sure how old Legolas it, but he is estomated to be 2831 years old, so I just decided to go with that number.

Anyways...

Shoutouts!

FebruarySong: thanks for the review! I do try to write as I figure they should speak, but occasionally I will slip from ethereal to a modern English. Thanks for the constructive criticism. I really appreciate it, and it helps me with my writing skills.

Gothic-Fire-Wolf: thank you! I'm sorry for not updating sooner, though. I will admit that this chapter took me longer than I originally intended.

eilugi: thank you for giving me my first epic review. No, the typos are not a Canadian-ism, they are actually typos, and grammar is the same anywhere you go. I think they will just let the people assume that they come from somewhere 'far away' to explain half of the things that they carry. Now, regarding Ro's interaction with Nicola, let us just assume for now that Ro isn't entirely one of the Rohirrim. Thanks for reviewing!

EdwardCullen123: I'm glad that you like my writing! But I have to say, that although Frodo is cute, I personally have a thing for Legolas. I find him unbelievably cute.

The Woods Witch: you know, sadly, this is me updating soon. Thanks for the review!

EchoingSilence: thanks! I would tell you what Ro's full name is but you will find out later on in the story. Of course, you could guess before that…

basketball whiz: I have to say, I agree with you. I am a Legolas fan all the way too, but unfortunately, Nicola was getting jealous over all the attention Seyona was getting. I had to do something:-D

ElvishKiwi: I love your name! anyways… Ro is a rather interesting guy, and so far, no one has worked out his secret identity! Anyhoo, this 'secret identity' is what enables him to talk with elves without feeling insignificant. I know that they wouldn't be that informal to one another, but let us just assume for the sake of the story that they can be. Also, Ro knew exactly what he was doing when he let them in, and he also knew that they were friend and not foe. I cannot tell you how he knew that, how ever, since that would pretty much ruin any big surprises I have planned in the near future. Thanks for reviewing!

Mariano's-twins: sadly, this is me updating soon. On the bright side, I did update, even if it took me a while to do it.

pearlseed: I'm glad you like it! I hope that you liked this chapter.

BlueEyedGunSlinger: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, although I have to say, this chapter is a little more rough than I would like.

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