Note: Updated and corrected April2017 PT

Nariel the Red

Chapter 20: Flirting

"You must be Nariel."

Nariel looked up from her book to see two elves standing in front of her.

"Radagast's daughter."

Two identical elves that she could not tell apart from one another.

"The Bear Woman"

She thought she had better interrupt before they thought of more ways to describe her.

"Yes I'm Nariel."

They sat down on either side of her then with an exaggerated flourish.

"And you must be Lord Elrond's sons"

They grinned wolfishly.

"Yes"

"We are"

"I'm Elladan"

"And I'm Elrohir"

"Have some wine with us"

Legolas moved from tree to tree watching the three as they talked. When Elladan produced a bottle of wine he rolled his eyes. That's all he needed today, the twins flirting with Nariel and getting her drunk. Usually he got on well with Elrond's sons as they had been friends since their childhood but their conquests were legendary. And even if he hadn't heard of them pursuing anyone in decades he was not in the mood to see them start again now by trying to woo his Nariel. He stopped briefly. His Nariel.

Finally he sat down in the tree above their heads so that he could listen to them. He wished he hadn't soon afterwards when he heard them talking.

"So how come you don't lose your clothes when you change shape"

Damn you Elladan he thought, looking down to see Nariel's glass being refilled as she explained.

"...And my bag only has one strap, which is wide enough to stay on when I change"

Another bottle of wine was opened and the twins moved closer on either side of her.

When one of them, Elrohir, leaned towards her even more, Legolas finally lost his temper.

An arrow imbedded itself into the ground close to Nariel's left side causing Elrohir to jump away from the Bear-Woman.

"Good morning Prince"

She said without looking up as if she were completely unsurprised by his arrival. She put her hand on the trunk of the tree and whispered a few words. Suddenly a very annoyed wood-elf landed on the ground next to them.

""Legolas?""

The twins asked in unison surprised to see The Prince of Mirkwood fall out of a tree. But he ignored them. Standing up he pulled Nariel further into the trees.

"Can I talk to you for a minute please?"

He gave her no choice but to follow. When they were far enough away so that they wouldn't be overheard he pulled her round to face him.

"What did you think you were doing?"

He hissed angrily.

"I wasn't doing anything"

She growled, surprised by his reaction. What was his problem?

"That's exactly what I mean. Were you just going to let them seduce you?"

She rolled her eyes at him.

"Don't be ridiculous! We were only talking. And besides what business is it of yours?"

Legolas threw his arms up.

"You're such a spoiled brat, you know that Nariel."

She had had enough

"Look who's talking 'Prince' Legolas"

But he didn't reply. Suddenly he was kissing her and he had no intention of stopping.

Aragorn walked up to his foster brothers as they stood looking through the tree line.

"How did it go?"

He asked. They pointed towards the couple

""Perfectly""

They said together, grinning at their success.