I shivered as I opened my eyes. I could feel a cool breeze and realized I was wrapped only in an Elven cloak. I could hear things. I heard a fire crackling and people talking near me. I rolled over and instantly knew it was a bad idea. I felt an excruciating pain in my left arm and loudly groaned. The talking stopped and I heard three pairs of feet coming towards me. The faces of Gimli, Aragorn, and Legolas were soon above me, staring at me intently, slightly worried.

Aragorn spoke quietly to me, "Oh thank goodness your awake Liliana. We were getting worried. Are you all right?" He reached out his hand to touch my arm, and as soon as I saw it coming I flinched out of the way and trembled slightly. "Liliana?" I blinked wide-eyed at him. I didnt know why I had flinched away but then I realized: I was afraid. The three of them gave me a concerned look and stood up, conversing quietly to themselves about me. I think they forgot about my expert hearing.

Aragorn said to Gimli, "She is afraid." He glanced at me. "She knew what those beasts wanted from her. And she was not willing to give it. She thinks we will do the same." They talked in hushed voices for awhile as the scene of the battle played over and over again in my head.

I was trembling uncontollibly now and I stared at the opposite side of the cave. I interupted their conversation with a whisper that was barely understandable. "Legolas..." They all turned their heads to me and the Prince walked over and sat beside me against the wall of the cave.

"Yes Liliana what is it?" He asked and I could hear the concern and fear in his voice. I switched my gaze to him and crawled into his lap. I was not afraid of the elf beside me. And I havent the slightest idea why. He hesitated at first before he felt my trembling and wrapped his strong arms around my tiny distraught body. I layed my head in the crook of his neck and closed my eyes as he rocked me to and fro.

"Thank you." I whispered. I could feel the goose-bumps rise on his neck from my hot breath against it and I could feel him pull me obviously closer.

"Rest, Melamin(My love). " He said.

My heart fluttered slightly at the name, but I did as I was told and fell asleep.

I awoke early the next morning, right when the sun was rising. Legolas was still cradling me in his arms but was fast asleep, like the rest of the camp. After fully opening my eyes and rubbing the sleep from them, I realized what I was wearing. Still only the cloak, and I didnt feel too comfortable sitting in someones lap like this. I needed to change. I slowly stood up and removed Legolas' arms from around my body, careful not to wake him. My arm still hurt horribly and I didnt know I was supposed to get dressed like this. Finally, after mustering up the courage to do it, I bent down and lightly shook the Prince's arm. "Pssst. Legolas." He stired slightly before opening his eyes sleepily to look up at me.

"Huh?" He asked rubbing his eyes. I looked around nervously.

"I need help." I mumbled, embarressed.

He gave me a confused look and stretched his arms above his head. "With what?"

I put my finger to my chin in mock thought, "Hmm, well what am I missing.... Oh I know! Clothes! Thats a good one!" He cocked his head to the side, still confused with my request.

I sighed dramatically and look back over to him as he was getting up from his spot on the cave floor. "Legolas," I said quietly. "my arm is hurt. I need to get dressed. I need HELP getting dressed!"

I watched the color drain from his face. He stuttered, "O-oh. Well... I-I g-guess I can h-help."

I sighed, irritated. "Look, if you arent comfortable doing this im sure Aragorn or Gimli would gladly he-"

"No, I'll do it. " He cut me off.

I smiled, "Ahh, he has matured!" I said as I threw my good arm in to the air.

He roled his eyes and grabbed my extra set of clothes, "Come on."

A/N: Haha, I think the next chapter is going to be pretty funny! :)