A/N: It's bee so long. D: And not even a long chapter. ): Sorry guys. Enjoy this chapter. And please no hate if you think it "doesn't go along with the books" I'm trying...
Chapter 4
Traveling with the soldiers was, in a word, difficult. We rose before the birds had even begun to chirp, which was a drastic change from my previous cushioned life. But, I cherished every minute of our journey, which, as it turns out, took half a fort-night. The human troops were in constant awe of Legolas and I. As I would attempt to assist the others in any way that I could, I would always find another pair of hands stealing the work away. It would become trying, but then they would grin at me and my resentment would dissolve into an answering smile. I liked them, they were a completely new degree of sincerity. I felt safe.
I looked over often at Legolas, when he wasn't watching, obviously. Most of my time was spent with him at the head of our brigade. I'd discovered that he was an interesting being. He was kind, thoughtful, and courteous. His good characteristics far outnumbered any faults, though he did have them. He was easily angered, though he forgave and was forgiven almost as often.
We finally neared Rivendale; even from several miles away it was beautiful. The mortal soldiers didn't see as quickly as Legolas and I, but when they did, the sat in awe. I began to wonder why we were traveling with humans, we elves tended to stay with our own kind. I asked as much to Legolas as we traveled. He answered slowly, obviously contemplating his answer, "All of our kind are fairly busy at the moment, so we struck up a deal, and they kindly agreed. Why do you ask? Are they troubling you?" I shook my head, "Quite the contrary, I admire them. They are so… honest." His face turned skeptical, "And we are not?" "Although we do not lie, we are so … impassive. We only say trustworthy things; whenever they speak, their whole body emanates honesty." "That's an interesting opinion." I wondered if I sounded idiotic. "Do you think me wrong?" "No, I think you're… honest." He grinned at me and rode farther forward to scout. I couldn't help but smile as well.
We reached Rivendale the following evening, the city was incredibly beautiful. It was decided that most of the men would stay behind with General Thalon. Only Legolas, another elven companion, and I would travel into the city. As we rode in Legolas leaned over to me, talking quietly, "Amalynn, your father awaits you in the main hall. Ask, and I'm sure someone will show you the way." I paused, secretly I'd hoped that I could sit in on the meeting. Though I understood the secrecy, the adventurer in me wanted to know what was going on. I nodded, as my musings had left Legolas politely waiting for an answer.
We came upon the stable where the horses would stay. He dismounted and lithely came over, offering me his hand. Once he'd assisted me down, he solemnly kissed my hand. "Lady Amalynn, it has been an honor to escort you." My eyes widened, sadness hitting me as I realized we'd probably never see each other again. "My thanks, Sir Legolas, for your generosity. I shall never forget it." I attempted to stress the sincerity of my words, hoping, praying, that perhaps he'd show an inkling of interest or even emotion that we elves hid so well. "Farewell, Amalynn." His eyes were soft as he turned away. I sighed, softly, although, exasperatedly, and went to find someone to point me toward the main hall.
