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To address what Anonymous asked ("is the story going to be entirely in Estrella first-person point of view or are we going to hear some of Legolas' thoughts as well?"), I'm not sure yet. I make all this up as I go so I know as much as you do. Sorry about the not-so-great answer. If I do change the POV, I'll warn you guys first.

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Chapter 6:

I stared at Legolas for a moment, not able to comprehend what I was seeing. He seemed to be feeling the same confusion, judging by his expression. A million emotions and thoughts whirled through my mind and I had to keep from running up to him and throwing my arms around him. Everyone looked between us.

"Do you know each other?" Pippin asked hesitantly, snapping me back to reality.

"I do not think so," Legolas answered for me.

I felt like crying; he did not know me. Perhaps he did not have the same dream as I. He looked at me again.

"I cannot recall meeting you," he paused. "Although I feel as if I know you."

My heart skipped a beat. So, not all hope is lost, I told myself. There is a chance for me yet.

He manoeuvred his horse closer and dismounted it gracefully, only to leap onto the section of wall where the Hobbit's and I were standing. Before I knew it he was right in front of me, staring into my eyes. I felt as if he could see into my soul and mind. His proximity made me blush and it took all the willpower I had not to either kiss him or turn away. He raised his hand to my face and touched my cheek.

"You are from a fragment of a memory," he moved towards me, as if seeing me closer would help him remember. "Or maybe you've wandered from a dream," he whispered, seeming to forget about everyone else for a moment. He lifted my chin, as if to see me better.

My breath hitched in my throat and I found myself unable to move, unable to do anything other than stare at him in all his glory. He was intoxicating, all of him; his deep searching eyes, his gorgeous blonde hair, his perfect skin. Everything down to the way his mouth formed words or even how he smelled. He had me entranced and I wouldn't be able to back away even if my life depended on it.

"Legolas!" called a voice and we both remembered that we were surrounded by other people.

He looked a little embarrassed as he slowly removed his hand from my face, pausing for a moment to tuck a lock of hair behind my ear. My embarrassment compared to his was much more obvious, my face taking on a deep shade of scarlet.

It was Gandalf who had spoken, everyone else seeming to be in some form of shock. I guess it was odd for an elf to act in that fashion.

Legolas was an elf, I knew that now. I had thought so in my dream and I had confirmed it by seeing his ears. This place is strange, I thought, wizards, dwarves, Ents, Hobbits, Orcs and elves; how odd. I looked over at Legolas. A good sort of odd though, I decided, a very good sort of odd.

"We need to see Saruman," Gandalf announced once Legolas had returned to his horse. "Each of you," he pointed at Merry, Pippin and I, "need to choose someone to ride with. Choose quickly."

Pippin immediately chose Aragorn, leaving Merry and I feeling awkward. We each had to ride with someone we didn't know. We both knew Gandalf and the King should have horses to themselves.

"Which would you prefer?" Merry asked me quietly, referring to the guard or the King's nephew. I suddenly felt an overwhelming amount of gratitude towards the Hobbit.

"Eomer," I whispered back without hesitation.

Older men, such as the King or the guard, made me uncomfortable. It wasn't as if Theoden or the other guy had ever done anything to me personally but I just had a bad feeling about men who looked to be in their 50s or more. I guess there was probably some story behind the feeling but the memory kept slipping out of my grasp so I let it go.

"Of course you'd choose the young handsome one," Merry joked. I swatted him lightly on the shoulder. "Though you already seem to have Legolas in some sort of trance so I don't know why you'd need two." I made to hit him again but he leapt away, laughing and jumped onto the back of the guard's horse.

The guard introduced himself but I didn't hear his name as my eye caught Legolas's. The laughter in his gaze told me he had heard what Merry had said. There was something else there too, I just wasn't sure what. I broke eye contact and looked at Eomer.

"May I ride with you?" I asked shyly.

He nodded and smiled kindly and I immediately felt at ease. He waited until I was close enough before reaching out and picking me up by the waist, placing me in front of him. I blushed as he continued to hold onto my waist until I was in the correct position. Then he placed his arms around me so he was able to take the reins.

"You could've placed her behind you," a voice commented. I turned my head to see Legolas. There was an emotion I did not quite recognize in his eyes and it passed before I could identify it. "And you did not need to take a hold of her waist."

"No I did not," Eomer agreed. "But she would've had a much harder time getting onto the horse without me doing so. As for why I put her in front of me, the answer is simple. She looks tired and in dire need of some rest. If I am not mistaken, we will be leaving as soon as we are finished with Saruman and I do not intend to let her fall off the horse because of her lack of sleep. She can rest much more safely in front of me."

I gazed up at Eomer in awe, amazed that he had thought of that. I decided that I liked him. He seemed to be caring and good natured and it was a good idea to stick to people like that in a world where I knew barely 15 people's names.

Legolas tilted his head in acknowledgement to Eomer's answer before turning and riding after Gandalf.

"Thank you," I said quietly to Eomer as we followed as well. He looked down at me as if surprised.

"I only did what any respectable man should." He told me. He paused for a moment. "Well, taking a hold of your waist was may not be proper but it was necessary."

"Well most of the men I know wouldn't even think of that." I informed him. "And I don't mind." I said, directing that comment at the one he had made about touching my waist.

"Are there not many respectable men where you come from?" he inquired curiously.

"No," I replied. "There are not."


Gandalf's conversation with Saruman was brief. I did not understand most of what was being said, though I did understand the part where Saruman told us we were all going to die. Gandalf kept talking about some enemy and Saruman kept on being a jerk, even throwing fire at Gandalf at one point. Gandalf did something to make the other wizard's staff break and Saruman showed us a dark crystal ball. The ugly man I had seen before was up on the top of the tower with Saruman and Theoden addressed him a few times before Saruman hit him. This made the man angry and he stabbed Saruman to which Legolas retaliated by shooting him. After all that happened Pippin picked up the dark crystal ball and I could've sworn I'd seen a fiery eye in it before Gandalf covered it with his cloak.

"Where to now?" I asked Eomer as we rode away from Isengard.

"We are going to Rohan." He told me. He gazed at me, looking a little concerned. "It will take a few hours at the least. Get some rest." I was about to disagree but I yawned instead. He laughed. "Don't worry; I won't let you fall off."

I had hardly heard him finish the sentence before I began drifting off, apparently much more tired that I had originally thought I was. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was the feel of Eomer's chest rising and falling with his breath as I leaned into it.

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