Note: Thanks for the kind comments and praises, though I do fear I do not
deserve them. Third part is up and I hope you will enjoy.
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Seere hesitated as she walked into the woods. Indeed, she was almost scared. Though many times she had heard of him the thought of actually meeting him as overwhelming. Not sure what to do, she started singing in a light voice.
1 "A fair prince once left home
2 To travel to ancient shore
Though many leagues he travelled light
The Elven Prince got left behind
With a Man and a Dwarf
He sought the little men
For an oath he had taken..."
Another clear male voice joined in and she turned, to see he Elf standing behind her.
"Fair Legolas Greenleaf from Mirkwood deep" he finished for her. He was a tall Elf with fair skin, bright eyes and long light hair. His elegant features were light yet manly and his smile was sure to be beaming as the sun. But the Elf was not smiling. "What brings you here to see me?" he demanded to know in Elvish.
Seere knelt down on the ground and lowered her head. "Lord Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood. I have come to beg on the behalf of myself and the free people of Middle Earth"
Legolas looked at the young Elf that addressed him in his own tongue. "First, I would like to know thy name, Elven Maiden. For not many of our kind have I seen over the last years and fewer I have met"
She looked up at him. It was him indeed! Legolas, son of Thranduil. The Prince that never got to rule. "My name is Seere of Mirkwood. Long have I travelled and much have I seen, yet you seem like a wonder to me. I was asked by a Wizard to come and ask you come with me to King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom. For evil has returned to Mordor and he needs help to stop it"
Her words made Legolas almost wince and his eyes met hers. "The Wizard...does he have a name?"
Seere looked at him. "His true name no one knows. He is known as the white by some. He is great as well as wise, older than any Elf or beast," she scowled slightly as she realized something. "Yet he seems to know you and know you good"
Legolas took a moment to ponder over her words. "I will go with you. If that indeed is Mithrandir's request. Stand up, child"
Seere stood up and looked at him. "Mithrandir? The Wizard is Gandalf the White? Nay...It cannot be"
Legolas found himself smiling weakly over the young Elf. He guessed her to be not more than top two thousand years of age. She still had innocence to her face but her eyes told a different story. "Shall we go or do you desire to stay here and ponder over some old Wizard?" he asked her, taking his bow. She looked at him in surprise, for indeed it was the Bow of Galadriel and she had only heard songs of it.
"I shall follow you in death and beyond," she vowed, her dark eyes meeting his in a steady gaze.
The Prince of Mirkwood did not smile, for he realized at that moment that he was taking over the part of his dear friend. He was becoming like Aragorn. The leader, not the archer. The one with the responsibility, not the one who protected. "And I shall make sure it never come to that," he whispered softly back.
*******
King Maradrion had gathered his best swordsmen and friends, Ragnar and Jalus to the meeting. He never expected that the Wizard would show up with two candidates of his own.
"What news are there from Mordor, Wizard?" he asked as he sat on his throne with his two best friends on each hand.
The Wizard looked at him. "News I have not, but I bring you hope," he said and two persons entered. Both were clad in green and brown with a cloak over their heads. "The two best archers in Middle Earth"
"Nay! I am the best archer in Middle Earth!" Jalus said and stepped forward.
Legolas took of his cloak and met the Man's eyes. His long hair fell gently on his shoulders and his keen eyes were cold, as he looked at the Man. "Then you have never met an Archer from Mirkwood"
The three Mortal Men –as well as the guards- stared in shock at the tall slim figure of the Elf. His pointy ears clearly showed. Seere took off her cloak as well and allowed her dark hair to fall down her back. A small smile touched her lips as she bowed. "King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom. I am Seere of Mirkwood and this is Legolas, son of Thranduil"
Maradrion stood up and approached the Elves. "Indeed, I have been told tales about you," he said, moving in a close circle around Legolas. "You went with my grandfather Elessar, did you not?"
Legolas did not bow for this King, but he saw the beauty in his eyes. Indeed, he was the image of Arwen herself. "Indeed I did. Aragorn was a great Man and a great King"
The praise of his grandfather did not do much good for Maradrion, for he was indeed resentful to the Elf that had insulted his friends. The Elven female caught his attention and he approached her. She bowed her head. He liked that. It showed respect. "Seere...Do you believe yourself to be a good archer?"
She looked up at him with the wisdom and knowledge of her long years. "Better than any Man alive, indeed. Only one here can put me in the shadows when it comes to archery. And that would be the Prince of Mirkwood himself"
Jalus looked at the two Elves with great distaste. "And what are they doing here? We have an enemy to defeat"
Legolas spoke up, his head held high as always. "We were requested here by the Wizard to join King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom and his company. Mordor hold the dark language as well as Elvish. You need someone to lead you there, someone who knows it"
"And what makes you think you know it, Elf?" Ragnar nearly shouted. "I do not know of any Legolas"
Seere stepped in front of him to defend her Prince and leader. "Legolas Greenleaf is the only one of the Fellowship left alive. He fought at Helm's Deep alongside Aragorn and many great Men. You owe him your respect, not foul words"
"Dina," Legolas ordered in Elvish, for he was rather taken aback by her defence. It was no good and she was wasting time. Seere stopped talking and stepped back, though her eyes still shot silent threats to the Man. "I will follow you, King Maradrion, if you desire"
The King sat down on his throne again and looked at the Elves. Then he smiled, "Indeed, you can go with us. It has been too long since Men and Elves were joined in battle. Never though I to see such days again. Legolas and Seere, you will join my Company. Your abilities as archers will be highly thought of"
From his place behind, the Wizard looked grimly at the King. Oh, Aragorn would have turned in his grave to see his friend Legolas treaded like this. As a common, not the noble Elf he was. Yet peace went to the old Wizard's heart for he knew that Legolas would protect the King with his life and bow. For he was Aragorn's grandson and Legolas held the memory of his friend dearly to his heart.
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Seere hesitated as she walked into the woods. Indeed, she was almost scared. Though many times she had heard of him the thought of actually meeting him as overwhelming. Not sure what to do, she started singing in a light voice.
1 "A fair prince once left home
2 To travel to ancient shore
Though many leagues he travelled light
The Elven Prince got left behind
With a Man and a Dwarf
He sought the little men
For an oath he had taken..."
Another clear male voice joined in and she turned, to see he Elf standing behind her.
"Fair Legolas Greenleaf from Mirkwood deep" he finished for her. He was a tall Elf with fair skin, bright eyes and long light hair. His elegant features were light yet manly and his smile was sure to be beaming as the sun. But the Elf was not smiling. "What brings you here to see me?" he demanded to know in Elvish.
Seere knelt down on the ground and lowered her head. "Lord Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood. I have come to beg on the behalf of myself and the free people of Middle Earth"
Legolas looked at the young Elf that addressed him in his own tongue. "First, I would like to know thy name, Elven Maiden. For not many of our kind have I seen over the last years and fewer I have met"
She looked up at him. It was him indeed! Legolas, son of Thranduil. The Prince that never got to rule. "My name is Seere of Mirkwood. Long have I travelled and much have I seen, yet you seem like a wonder to me. I was asked by a Wizard to come and ask you come with me to King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom. For evil has returned to Mordor and he needs help to stop it"
Her words made Legolas almost wince and his eyes met hers. "The Wizard...does he have a name?"
Seere looked at him. "His true name no one knows. He is known as the white by some. He is great as well as wise, older than any Elf or beast," she scowled slightly as she realized something. "Yet he seems to know you and know you good"
Legolas took a moment to ponder over her words. "I will go with you. If that indeed is Mithrandir's request. Stand up, child"
Seere stood up and looked at him. "Mithrandir? The Wizard is Gandalf the White? Nay...It cannot be"
Legolas found himself smiling weakly over the young Elf. He guessed her to be not more than top two thousand years of age. She still had innocence to her face but her eyes told a different story. "Shall we go or do you desire to stay here and ponder over some old Wizard?" he asked her, taking his bow. She looked at him in surprise, for indeed it was the Bow of Galadriel and she had only heard songs of it.
"I shall follow you in death and beyond," she vowed, her dark eyes meeting his in a steady gaze.
The Prince of Mirkwood did not smile, for he realized at that moment that he was taking over the part of his dear friend. He was becoming like Aragorn. The leader, not the archer. The one with the responsibility, not the one who protected. "And I shall make sure it never come to that," he whispered softly back.
*******
King Maradrion had gathered his best swordsmen and friends, Ragnar and Jalus to the meeting. He never expected that the Wizard would show up with two candidates of his own.
"What news are there from Mordor, Wizard?" he asked as he sat on his throne with his two best friends on each hand.
The Wizard looked at him. "News I have not, but I bring you hope," he said and two persons entered. Both were clad in green and brown with a cloak over their heads. "The two best archers in Middle Earth"
"Nay! I am the best archer in Middle Earth!" Jalus said and stepped forward.
Legolas took of his cloak and met the Man's eyes. His long hair fell gently on his shoulders and his keen eyes were cold, as he looked at the Man. "Then you have never met an Archer from Mirkwood"
The three Mortal Men –as well as the guards- stared in shock at the tall slim figure of the Elf. His pointy ears clearly showed. Seere took off her cloak as well and allowed her dark hair to fall down her back. A small smile touched her lips as she bowed. "King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom. I am Seere of Mirkwood and this is Legolas, son of Thranduil"
Maradrion stood up and approached the Elves. "Indeed, I have been told tales about you," he said, moving in a close circle around Legolas. "You went with my grandfather Elessar, did you not?"
Legolas did not bow for this King, but he saw the beauty in his eyes. Indeed, he was the image of Arwen herself. "Indeed I did. Aragorn was a great Man and a great King"
The praise of his grandfather did not do much good for Maradrion, for he was indeed resentful to the Elf that had insulted his friends. The Elven female caught his attention and he approached her. She bowed her head. He liked that. It showed respect. "Seere...Do you believe yourself to be a good archer?"
She looked up at him with the wisdom and knowledge of her long years. "Better than any Man alive, indeed. Only one here can put me in the shadows when it comes to archery. And that would be the Prince of Mirkwood himself"
Jalus looked at the two Elves with great distaste. "And what are they doing here? We have an enemy to defeat"
Legolas spoke up, his head held high as always. "We were requested here by the Wizard to join King Maradrion of the Reunited Kingdom and his company. Mordor hold the dark language as well as Elvish. You need someone to lead you there, someone who knows it"
"And what makes you think you know it, Elf?" Ragnar nearly shouted. "I do not know of any Legolas"
Seere stepped in front of him to defend her Prince and leader. "Legolas Greenleaf is the only one of the Fellowship left alive. He fought at Helm's Deep alongside Aragorn and many great Men. You owe him your respect, not foul words"
"Dina," Legolas ordered in Elvish, for he was rather taken aback by her defence. It was no good and she was wasting time. Seere stopped talking and stepped back, though her eyes still shot silent threats to the Man. "I will follow you, King Maradrion, if you desire"
The King sat down on his throne again and looked at the Elves. Then he smiled, "Indeed, you can go with us. It has been too long since Men and Elves were joined in battle. Never though I to see such days again. Legolas and Seere, you will join my Company. Your abilities as archers will be highly thought of"
From his place behind, the Wizard looked grimly at the King. Oh, Aragorn would have turned in his grave to see his friend Legolas treaded like this. As a common, not the noble Elf he was. Yet peace went to the old Wizard's heart for he knew that Legolas would protect the King with his life and bow. For he was Aragorn's grandson and Legolas held the memory of his friend dearly to his heart.