An Note from Toxic-Beetle: New chapter! And it took me less than 3 weeks (can you not tell I've been yelled at to write this chapter?) The translations for the Elvish additions are at the end. I'm not promising they're right, so if the spelling/everything is wrong with them, I'd appreciate if you'd let me know.

The blue orbs had caught Rogue's interest, but the being that they belonged to held her attention fully. The most beautiful man that she had ever seen was looking up at her from where he was sat on a stone bench, a book on his lap and his blond hair cascading down his back. She was so caught up in staring at the blond that she startled when a hand landed on her shoulder, and she twisted sharply from the touch; grasping the arm the offending hand was attached to and leaning forwards, throwing the weight of the one who had shocked her over her shoulder.

The 'attacker' landed heavily, releasing the air from his lungs with a surprised noise. Rogue stepped back, and then looked down in surprise as she recognised the man.

"Oh, my Gawd," she squeaked, kneeling beside the man and setting a hand on his arm "Ah'm sorry, you scared me." Kurt and the others would never let her forget this… if she got back to tell them

"There is no need to worry, Lady Rogue," Strider replied, rising so that he was sitting "I am fine. I apologising for scaring you." Rogue smiled shyly

"Ah'm so sorry I flipped you," she said, half apologise, half teasing "I didn't expect you to come up behind me…" she faltered, and Aragorn rose to his feet as the sound of laughter, like peals of bells, reached their ears. The blond that Rogue had been watching was holding hard onto the edge of the bench, his book abandoned on the floor as he laughed.

"Lle tela, Legolas Greenleaf?" Aragorn called down to him

"Tanya nae sai eira," Legolas replied, wiping tears from his eyes "I shall have to tell the twins that you were bested by our visitor!" he burst out laughing again "Most ungraceful for a Dunedain, Aragorn!"

"And it will be most ungraceful for an elf to trip into the table at the meal tonight!" Aragorn snapped, before turning to an amused, yet confused Rogue, "I must apologise, Lady Rogue, I had come to discuss something with you."

"It's no problem," Rogue replied, turning away from looking at the still laughing blond to follow Aragorn into the room "And it's Rogue, just Rogue," she added, wrinkling her nose as the thought of the title 'Lady' being placed before her name.

"Rogue," Aragorn said, smiling slightly as he dropped the title "I must again apologise, but I will be abrupt. My Lord Elrond and Gandalf wish you to join us on our quest."

"What?" Rogue gasped in shock "Why? I mean, I could be pulled back to my home at any time! You saw that the first time I appeared! And why do you want me anyway? I don't even understand this place!" she threw an arm out to gesture around her, and Aragorn caught it in a tight grasp

"My Lord Elrond has sightings of the future," Aragorn explained swiftly "He said that he'd seen you on this quest, it may be vital to our world that you go. Please." Rogue stared at him, and then slowly nodded

"Alright," she consented, pulling her arm from his grasp "I'll go, on one condition." Aragorn raised an eyebrow, and then followed her gaze to a chair, on which a dress lay

"I am never wearing a dress!" Rogue stated firmly.

Translations:

Lle tela – Are you finished

Tanya nae sai eira – That was very funny