Hello readers!

I hope you are still enjoying this story. Were you intrigued with whom Legolas found? Well, you will get some more information in this chapter! :D

Enjoy,

Kaya

Chapter 43

The Prisoner

Legolas crouched beside the form he just discovered under the warg skin. It was a female elf… She was covered with dirt and dried blood, but the elf-prince could tell that underneath the many layers of filth, she was one beautiful creature. What he did not understand was why? Did the orcs capture her thinking it might be Siviel? Now that he looked closer, she did look a bit like his wife…maybe more than just a bit.

-"What did you find?" One of the rangers asked behind him

-"I found a prisoner." Legolas answered simply

It was decided they would travel a while and bring the she-elf with them. They would not head straight back to Gondor. They had yet to figure out who their prisoner was, for all they knew, she could be very dangerous, even though part of them doubted it. She was unconscious at the moment and from what they saw, she had been beaten and hit on the head on many occasions. Legolas too her on his own horse after they made sure she was not bleeding herself to death. They rode back to where the black gates once stood and made camp for the night.

Siviel watched the sunset from the tiny window of her chambers in Rohan, with tears in her eyes. She did not know why, she was just so peaceful at that moment… She felt as though she was…relieved. Feeling very tired, she went to sleep, thinking about her dear husband. She missed Legolas so much it hurt, even if she knew he was safe. It has been way over a month since they were separated… She hoped she would get to sleep in the safe embrace of his arms soon…

Legolas felt his wife's mixed emotions. He had decided, before they finally made camp, to send a party of five rangers to Minas Tirith, while he and the rest of the group would head to Rohan. He could not wait to see his beloved any longer, he missed her too much and he knew she missed him just as equally strong. It gave them all a few days to decide what they would do with the prisoner, who had yet to wake up.

The rangers set a tent in their camp, even though it was not their ways, they usually slept outside under the stars, but Legolas had asked for it so he could take care of the she-elf and tend to her injuries more properly. If she was to wake up, he wanted her to see one of her kin beside her.

She truly was in bad shape… Legolas watched her, trying not to think about the fact he had to undress her…not that she was wearing something that could leave anything to the imagination… This absolutely needed to be done and there was no way he would let one of those gruff rangers take care of an injured elf. They were very nice men and had honor, but this was a delicate situation and rangers were not the most delicate people.

Her eyes opened slowly and Legolas saw them widen as they landed on him. He whispered words of comfort in Sindarin and Quenya, not sure which language she was more comfortable with. She looked quite surprised, to say the least. The shocked expression was ever so slowly replaced with a smiled.

-"I have not heard these languages in a very long time…" She murmured weakly, her voice hoarse

Legolas smiled as well. She sounded as though she had not talked in a long while and like no one had talked to her in as much time. He touched her hand gently as not to startle her but providing comfort and she kept looking at him, this time though as if she had come to some realization, but she said nothing before he spoke.

-"Will you tell me your name, lady?" He asked softly, gazing directly into her eyes

-"I am Indilwen ." She answered and held his hand tighter into hers, looking back at him. "And I take it that you are…prince Legolas Greenleaf?"


AN: Indilwen is the elven translation of a real name that means Lily. I thought it suit my mysterious new she-elf. :) Hope you like it, cause it was really hard to find a good name that meant something to me and was also appealing... :)