A/n: short sweet and simple. Lol its been over a year. Damn ^_-
"Well" Legolas spoke as they reached Veborion, who was ordering another party to search and the northwest of the west gate.. "Its time you tell us the big secret. They've taken her."
"What?" He cried. "This cannot be! What proof do you have?"
"They're were at least 4 other hove prints besides Seren, whom we have right here." Legolas gestured towards the horse.
"Lord Elrond, what will we do?" Veborion turned to Elrond.
"Please excuse us Lord Haldir and Prince Legolas." He indicated for them to walk the other way, while Veborion and him walked differently. "Oh and Legolas, please do not ease drop."
"Thought never crossed my mind." He snickered.
"Well, My Lord? Will we tell them?" Veborion asked, waiting to hear words of wisdom that Elrond may contain.
"This is a troubling matter, Dear Veborion. I must say that we knew we couldn't conceal her forever. It was only a matter of time."
"I agree."
"Well, Veborion I believe we wait to tell them. They'll just have to trust in our judgment."
"Will we form a rescue party?"
"Yes, you'll head it of course. Inform them of our choice."
"Yes, My lord." He bowed and called Haldir and leoglas's name. He told him of his plans.
"What? You still won't tell us?! Why?" Legolas begged.
"T'was not of my choosing, I assure you, though secrets of a ladies past should not be spoken of."
"You're full of it." Haldir spoke up. "Secret that the lady herself doesn't even know."
Veborion glared at Haldir. "You do not know what is right for my sister." Much anger grew in his voice.
"Awe, but Veborion you forget that you are not truly related." Haldir sneered back with the same amount of anger in his voice.
Legolas grew confused "What, they're not related? But the whole brotherly love."
"Yes, Legolas. They're not related. Veborion told himself."
"Silence." Veborion yelled. "Need I remind you, you're a guest and should act as such."
"Than I suppose forcing a guest to search for such a wench is host like." His voice became enraged. " I am here on diplomat reasons between here in lorien!" Legolas stared at his friend, never seeing him act in such a manner.
Veborion's eyes went blank as he stared upon Haldir. His blood began to boil with fury. "Do not ever call her a wench. If I ever hear you mutter those words again. I'll have your tongue removed and fed to the dogs." His voice was calm, to calm. Like the calm before a storm that trashes everything in its path.
Legolas body began to tingle. He was dumbfounded by these two, seemingly righteous; elves fight over the trivial thing. He was shocked to say in the lease. "Haldir come with me." Haldir remained motionless, while staring back at Veborion as he stared.
"Stop your act." Haldir spoke between clenched teeth. "You love her."
"You hurt her." Veborion turned and stormed off to find elves to help led his search.
"She hurt me." Haldir whispered.
"What was that about?" Legolas raged at his friend.
"wake up she-elf!" The dark elf that seemed to be the leader, yelled.
Taralom strained to see, faintly she made out two figured. Both of them were very dark. She groaned and tried to move her hand to her face. She discovered that both her hands were bound and her legs tied together. She was pretty much hanging up right as she stared towards the two figures.
"Faith…" The one who caught her, spoke softly.
"I am not this faith you speak of. I am Taralom of Rivendale. Let me go and maybe my brother will let you live, if he's feeling nice." She spoke softly but with great strength in her voice. "Furthermore, who are you and what do you want of me?"
"You're name is Faith." He said. "I am Tairion. Lord of the dark-elves." He gestured towards the leader "This is Barion."
"Good, now they'll know what to call you by when the send your body to the ground!" She yelled and kicked up her legs, smacking her feet into Tairon's face and than his gut.
He smiled and laughed. "Dear Faith. You'll have to do better than that." He gave a feather punch to the gut and she feel back, seemingly asleep.
"Well" Legolas spoke as they reached Veborion, who was ordering another party to search and the northwest of the west gate.. "Its time you tell us the big secret. They've taken her."
"What?" He cried. "This cannot be! What proof do you have?"
"They're were at least 4 other hove prints besides Seren, whom we have right here." Legolas gestured towards the horse.
"Lord Elrond, what will we do?" Veborion turned to Elrond.
"Please excuse us Lord Haldir and Prince Legolas." He indicated for them to walk the other way, while Veborion and him walked differently. "Oh and Legolas, please do not ease drop."
"Thought never crossed my mind." He snickered.
"Well, My Lord? Will we tell them?" Veborion asked, waiting to hear words of wisdom that Elrond may contain.
"This is a troubling matter, Dear Veborion. I must say that we knew we couldn't conceal her forever. It was only a matter of time."
"I agree."
"Well, Veborion I believe we wait to tell them. They'll just have to trust in our judgment."
"Will we form a rescue party?"
"Yes, you'll head it of course. Inform them of our choice."
"Yes, My lord." He bowed and called Haldir and leoglas's name. He told him of his plans.
"What? You still won't tell us?! Why?" Legolas begged.
"T'was not of my choosing, I assure you, though secrets of a ladies past should not be spoken of."
"You're full of it." Haldir spoke up. "Secret that the lady herself doesn't even know."
Veborion glared at Haldir. "You do not know what is right for my sister." Much anger grew in his voice.
"Awe, but Veborion you forget that you are not truly related." Haldir sneered back with the same amount of anger in his voice.
Legolas grew confused "What, they're not related? But the whole brotherly love."
"Yes, Legolas. They're not related. Veborion told himself."
"Silence." Veborion yelled. "Need I remind you, you're a guest and should act as such."
"Than I suppose forcing a guest to search for such a wench is host like." His voice became enraged. " I am here on diplomat reasons between here in lorien!" Legolas stared at his friend, never seeing him act in such a manner.
Veborion's eyes went blank as he stared upon Haldir. His blood began to boil with fury. "Do not ever call her a wench. If I ever hear you mutter those words again. I'll have your tongue removed and fed to the dogs." His voice was calm, to calm. Like the calm before a storm that trashes everything in its path.
Legolas body began to tingle. He was dumbfounded by these two, seemingly righteous; elves fight over the trivial thing. He was shocked to say in the lease. "Haldir come with me." Haldir remained motionless, while staring back at Veborion as he stared.
"Stop your act." Haldir spoke between clenched teeth. "You love her."
"You hurt her." Veborion turned and stormed off to find elves to help led his search.
"She hurt me." Haldir whispered.
"What was that about?" Legolas raged at his friend.
"wake up she-elf!" The dark elf that seemed to be the leader, yelled.
Taralom strained to see, faintly she made out two figured. Both of them were very dark. She groaned and tried to move her hand to her face. She discovered that both her hands were bound and her legs tied together. She was pretty much hanging up right as she stared towards the two figures.
"Faith…" The one who caught her, spoke softly.
"I am not this faith you speak of. I am Taralom of Rivendale. Let me go and maybe my brother will let you live, if he's feeling nice." She spoke softly but with great strength in her voice. "Furthermore, who are you and what do you want of me?"
"You're name is Faith." He said. "I am Tairion. Lord of the dark-elves." He gestured towards the leader "This is Barion."
"Good, now they'll know what to call you by when the send your body to the ground!" She yelled and kicked up her legs, smacking her feet into Tairon's face and than his gut.
He smiled and laughed. "Dear Faith. You'll have to do better than that." He gave a feather punch to the gut and she feel back, seemingly asleep.