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Chapter 20

Faith felt like she had been punched hard in her gut. "Me?" She asked, voice barely above a whisper. "Why?"

"You tainted our victory. It was meant to be pure. With you on our side that changed." Legolas continued. "We were no better than that which we defeated with you."

Faith felt her mind whirling before feeling her anger rising. "And what? You've never made a mistake in your life?" She asked before continuing. "What am I saying? You're perfect, of course you haven't." She spat.

"It is..."

"No, don't you dare tell me what it is and what it isn't." Faith interrupted. "You judge me? You know nothing of me my life the things I've seen and done."

"I know enough."

"You don't know shit. I spend my life fighting evil every night. I made a mistake. I went bad. I'm paying for it. God! Don't you think that if I could go back and stop myself from doing it I would?" She asked, her voice rising as she glared at Legolas. "You don't know what it's like to be me Legolas Greenleaf. You live in your own safe little world of trees and grass and that's all you see. I spend my life killing things that want to kill me. It's kill or be killed. And I killed. It's what I am. And it's what I'm good at. And if it's true that I tainted your victory, well at least it was the lesser of two evils. All though with you around, I'm seriously beginning to doubt that!"

Faith turned and began to walk away, before Legolas grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face him. "You say that about me?" He asked angrily.

"Yeah, Elf boy, I say that about you. And take your filthy hands off me before I..."

"Before you what? Kill me like you did with the other?"

Faith pulled her arm away from Legolas's grasp. Her eyes daring him to push her a little further. Inside her head a little voice began to tell her to hurt him like he deserved, but as it did so she blinked, her anger became less and then she said scornfully. "Kill you? Hell no! I wouldn't waste my valuable time." She moved away from him, leaving the elf standing there alone in the corridor.

***

"Lady Faith?" A voice asked outside Faith's room.

"What Pelarden?" Faith asked wearily as she opened the door.

"Would you care to walk with me?" He saw Faith begin to shake her head. "I will not accept a refusal."

"Fine, come on then." She said as she grabbed her jacket. "I hate you y'know." Faith commented as she saw his grinning face.

They walked around the city, Pelarden trying his hardest to amuse Faith, who's thoughts were elsewhere. I could have killed him, I wanted to. But you didn't, said another voice in her head. You fought it and you won. Yeah, until the next time.

"Faith," Gandalf said as he approached. "I would speak with you." Pelarden left the two of them together, still wondering what was on Faith's mind, when he saw Legolas.

"Prince Legolas!" He said as he hurried towards him.

Legolas didn't recognise him for a moment and then realised that this was the rider he had shot the night before the battle.

"Prince Legolas," Pelarden repeated. "I would thank you for healing Lady Faith."

Legolas looked surprised at Pelarden before asking. "You thank me for healing her?"

Pelarden nodded and then said. "I am pleased that you were able to heal her, for she revealed the wound to none, and I was afraid that it would kill her."

"You were afraid it would kill her? Why?"

Pelarden answered simply. "Because she got it whilst saving my life."



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