Chapter 7
Earlier...
Legolas
It was shortly after dusk when the white lady called upon me. I found her in a pavilion. There was a pedestal with an empty basin on it in the center. She poured water into the basin from a silver pitcher.
"Do you wish to look in the mirror?"
I nodded and stepped up to the pedestal. I knew it was a great honor to be allowed to look into the mirror.
The water rippled slightly.
I was on a white horse, pursuing the Hooded Angel. I could feel pain coursing through my body. The Angel turned to look at me, but I couldn't see his face. He urged his horse forward, but it was tiring. Soon I would be able to overtake him. The rider pulled his hood down farther as I caught up to him. I grabbed his shoulder and was surprised by his small frame. I started pulling him off of his horse. He made a few feeble attempts to stay on his mount before giving up and grabbing my arm. The dead weight caught me off guard and caused me to fall off. I tightened my grip on the Angel and stood him up. I could feel my excitement rising as I pulled back his hood.
The colors swirled and a new scene appeared. It was dark and raining, but the weather didn't bother me. I was walking through an unfamiliar forest, looking for some form of shelter. There was a crack of lightning and a scream. I turned to see a girl. I had a sense that I knew her, but I didn't recognize her face. The thunder cracked again and she came running to me, terrified of the storm. I tensed as she suddenly threw her arms around me and cried in fear. I relaxed as I realized what she was afraid of. Trying to comfort her, I stroked her hair.
Again, the colors swirled. I was warm and dry in a stable. It was just before dawn. The girl was standing next to me, stroking the nose of a horse. She was saying something, but her words were garbled. Someone entered the stable, making both of us look. There stood a stable hand, his jaw dropped in astonishment. The girl called out to him, but he dropped the bucket of feed he was holding and started running. To where, I wasn't sure.
The scene swirled away in a mixture of colors and I found myself in a room. I could tell it was someone's bedchambers. I had flipped the girl onto the bed and was kneeling over her, pinning her arms above her head. I stared straight down at her frightened face. She struggled to free herself, but I held her tight. Her body froze in terror as she realized she couldn't get away. I could feel that my intentions were different than they seemed. That I was trying to tell her something important and she was refusing to listen. I smirked, relived that I finally had her attention.
The images disappeared and I stepped back from the water.
"Milady, who was the girl in the visions?"
Galadriel smiled at me.
"Only time will tell."
OOH! Another chapter on the same day. I just couldn't wait to write this one.
So...now we've seen things from both perspectives. That changes things a little. I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get this story moving. You can expect the two of them to meet in another chapter or two.
