Hello again. I'm sorry this chapter took a bit too come. It was super hard to write and Its probably my least favourite chapter so far, uggh. If you like it, please review, in fact if you hate it review and I won't write something like this again. Mostly fluff. Sorry its so short.

Thank you to the people who favourite this story and who reviewed it. I love you guys. Once again, I'm sorry it was long in the making, Im sorry if its disappointing. Hannon-Le and Namarie, you guys are amazing!

P.S. I own nothing from LOTR except my character, and I got the Idea of using "Laiqua" as Legolas's nickname from reading "Elf Eye's" stories, which continue to remain my favourite fanfictions so far.

Elwen looked out her brocade window. She was trying to relax after the shock of the attack and the aftermath. She sat on her window seat looking out towards the Lonely Mountain, one of her favourite views. The mountain rose, tall and majestic. It was beautiful, even if was inhabited by a dangerous fire breathing dragon. Elwen leaned her head on her hand, she felt weary as an elf should not feel. In truth Argnor's words bothered her, they kept playing over and over in her head. There were several questions that she needed answered. Who wanted to kidnap her, and why? And if one person did , did that mean there were others? The fact that her name was known as far away as Bree troubled her. The Princess travelled only once every few years, when she went to stay with her mother's kin in Lothlorien, and even then, she took a direct path and was careful not to reveal herself. She realised that somehow, her name had gotten out, and she was struck by the realisation that she might not be the only one in danger! If these kidnappers, whoever they were, were hunting for Mirkwood royalty, there was nothing stopping them from taking Legolas as well.

"Legolas may be in danger as well" Elwen thought to herself. IF that was true then he must be warned.

At that moment she saw a flash of green out of the corner of her eye. She spun around to face the room. Nothing had moved,

"lielth ni varo" She called to the empty room, but she relaxed when she heard Legolas' soft chuckle echo from the corner. He silently walked out of his hiding place. "did I scare you tithen-neth?" he teased, coming and putting his arms around her shoulders' in a hug.

"It isn't funny Laiqua" Elwen teased back, feigning indigence and using Legolas' old nickname

"Mmmm" he said rubbing her shoulders "No I suppose it isn't, but you are very funny to sneak up on you know." They both laughed. Elwen sank back into her brothers arms, they both knew that when Legolas teased, it was because he was relieved. Elwen on the other hand, teased her brother, and believe it or not, even her father sometimes because she loved making them laugh.

The two sat together on the window seat. Legolas was thinking about how many times he'd had to rescue his sister over the years. This will be the 12th time? He mused. Elwen really was a wonder with her weapons, only she had a careless habit of leaving them at the palace, especially whenever she went walking. It was only because he had insisted this time that she even had a knife with her. He dared not think what could have happened if she hadn't had that dagger. His arms unconsciously tightened around his sister at the thought. She drew a breath in and wriggled.

"Legolas falon-dertin?"

He jumped out of his reverie and lightly kissed her dark hair. "Its fine Gwathor, I was just thinking about this afternoon, who is this stranger, and why is he hunting you?"

Elwen sighed, "I do not know Laiqua, but I had thought that, if, whoever he is , is looking to kidnap mirkwood royalty, then I may not be the only one in danger."

Legolas started at this thought. "You think they might come for me?" His sister looked into his eyes "Yes" he was angry, it was in every line of his handsome face. His striking blue eyes, so much lighter than hers, were crystal hard and grim. She hugged him again "What are we going to do?"

Legolas stood up with his arm still around his sister. "The watch has been doubled on the border, especially on the eastern front. If anything moves, we will hear about it." He moved to leave, he needed to speak with his father, he turned away and then hesitated

"Gwathor-nin, saes, will you promise me that, I know how hard it is, you wont leave the palace without telling me or Ardar, or even just Suchon, where you are going, Saes" He looked pleadingly at Elwen. She sighed.

"Very well, I will try."

"Hannon-le, Namarie." He walked towards the door, just as he opened it, Elwen's voice interrupted him again. "Laiqua"

He stopped with his hand on the door. "Yes Gwathor?"

She smiled almost cheekily. "This is the 13th time actually, not the 12th."

Namarie: Good bye

Gwathor: Sister

Tithen-neth: Little one

Falon-dertin: What is wrong?

Lin ni varo: Who is there?