Chapter 6
She gave the innkeeper the money for the room over the night, as well as some extra for all the favors that had been done. Legolas walked her outside; it was very gloomy outside, and the sky looked as though it was ready to cry.
"Thank you for your generosity, Legolas. I appreciate it very much, for I would be dead if you had not come."
I feel dead already…why was I allowed to live?
Because you must know the things you are meant to know!!!!!!!!!!!
The voice was getting louder in her mind, and it's words seemed to echo off one part of her head to the other, the sound ringing. She brought a hand up to her head, to try to calm the hurricane that was exploding in it.
COME!!! NOW!!!!
No, I will not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It will be your death if you do not!!!
I am destined to die young anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now you've done it, you silly girl…
"What?" It was Legolas' voice again; it was always that voice that brought her back. Would she always depend on him to bring her back? She did not even like him that much, he was much too arrogant; he had shown her that when he had been so amazed she did not know his name.
And yet I do not know my own parents' names.
All this will be revealed if you would just see me…
And now my thoughts are not safe.
"Why are you destined to you a young death?" The world seemed to spin around Rinq, and finally stop, the edges of her site blurring and shaking. She stumbled, but caught herself; she would not let herself give in to this voice that was bringing her down from inside her own mind, for if she had fallen, Legolas would have caught her when she collapsed, as she longed to do, and he would've taken her with him, to wherever he was going.
"It was your imagination. I said nothing." She answered back quickly.
"Tell me the truth. Last night when you told me you lived in Mirkwood," He paused for breath; he had not meant to confront her, but he wanted answers to his questions. "You were lying. You are not from there, for there are no smiths. I was thinking about it this morning. That explains why you knew not who I was."
"So it's all about how far your own image will reach? You're interested in seeing how many girls will collapse when you say their name, or touch them ever so lightly on the shoulder?!?! Is that what you're interested in, Legolas Greenleaf? Only in your own affairs!" She turned around on her heel…then stopped.
You realize your power.
I have none.
That you know about. Things will be relevant soon.
"I never told you my last name."
"I know."
"What is going on with you? For I becoming intrigued in what your story is, and I wish to help you know what you need to."
No.
You knew this would happen.
Will you just leave me alone!!!!!
Rinq's head spun again, but she pushed it back quicker this time. "There is nothing dramatic about my story, and nothing that you should be drawn to."
"And yet I am, although I do not know how to explain it."
This is his fate, along with yours.
I have no fate.
Even I, the small little voice in your head, has a fate.
"There is nothing special running through these veins, Legolas. I am a simple Elf."
"Take away my crown, and I am the same as you."
"I do not wish to travel with you, or anyone else for that matter."
"I will not see that happen. I am going with you, or you are not going at all." He drew himself up, raising his chin ever so slowly, so that he was looking down his nose at her.
"I do not where I am going, so how shall you come with me?"
"I have a suggestion I would like to make to you, a place maybe you could go to get answers." He stopped. "I wish only to help you find some answers, for it seems as though that is what you're looking for."
"Where do you think I should go?" She asked him, having given up the fight; it was useless, for he would eventually wear her down with his persistence. "I want answers, but I know not where to go."
Voice, you are getting your wish.
It is not my desire for this, but yours, I see it in your heart.
You know not what you see.
"I think that you should talk to the Lady of Lothlorien; she has powers and ways of solving some things like this. We can buy you a horse, and be there in a day at the most if we make good time."
Rinq thought about this for a moment; Legolas had said that she herself had some of this Galadriel's power…but what was the extent of these powers? Would this journey actually help her?
It will get you that much closer to your answers.
"Then let us make the trip, Legolas."

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AN- I honestly hope that this isn't really too much of a Mary Sue story; I don't have anything against that type of writing unless you actually have some talent. Please read and review this fic, as I am writing it mainly out of boredom and I'm wondering how I'm doing on it. Thankies!!!!! Oh and please no flames about how Rinq is kinda thinking that Legolas is a little annoying. LOL!