Next time I'm inventing someone like Legolas! No I didn't say I owned him
dammit! I just said I would invent someone like him... Still owning
Pelarden tho'
Chapter 32
"Welcome, Faith." Aragorn said as he noticed her approach. "How is your wound?"
"Healing nicely." Faith answered holding up her hand.
"You have been summoned here because we wish to know what was happening earlier today." Aragorn stated quietly.
Faith was not in the mood for this. She hated being watched by people and being put on the spot by a king in front of his people was not somewhere she wanted to be. She had finally had enough of middle earth and it was beginning to show. "Didn't Pelarden tell you?" She eventually asked.
"We would prefer to hear your side."
"Nothing to tell."
Aragorn raised his eyebrows and said. "So you were merely play-acting with Pelarden as you fought?"
"Yeah." Faith answered turning to leave.
"He told us about the Ringwraith."
"And?"
"He says you were in league with the Dark Lord."
"So?"
"Are you?"
Faith was stunned. Aragorn was asking her whether she was in league against him? "How dare you?" She spat. "I come here and fight your war and you question my motives? Who the hell do you think you are?"
"I am the king."
"Sorry darling, but you ain't no king of mine. I'm American, y'know republic - none of this king stuff. I want to go home." She stated glaring at Gandalf.
"You wish to leave?" He asked quietly.
"Hell yes! The sooner I get out of this place the better! I'm sick of it. All of it!" With that she stormed out of the room and back to her room in the Houses of Healing.
The room was in uproar as Faith left. No one noticed Legolas as he followed her.
***
"Elf boy I want to be alone." A muffled voice said as he arrived outside her door. He ignored it and went in. "Dammit! Don't you listen to a word I say?"
"Never." He answered as he grabbed her and kissed her ferociously. Faith struggled for a moment before giving up. He kissed her lips, her face, her neck and her collarbone before eventually noticing that she was crying.
"Why do you cry my Faith?" he whispered into her ear.
"I hate this place. And I hate you."
Legolas felt crushed. He loved this woman more than any other creature he had ever met in all his years. He let her go and made his way to the door. He almost missed what she said next. "Don't leave me."
He went back to her taking her in his arms. "I will never leave you beloved."
A watery chuckle came from Faith. "How are you going to manage when I go back?"
"I will not let you go no matter where you are. Do you understand me?" He paused and picked up her injured hand kissing her bandages and then her fingers. "I am sorry for this. It was not meant for you."
"I'd never forgive myself if you killed him. I don't want to turn you into something you aren't."
"I am not perfect Faith. I have done things that I regret. If he tries to harm you again I will kill him."
"Hmm...Well at least make sure I'm not around to stop you next time ok? I'm getting kinda sick of all the injuries I'm getting on his behalf!"
Chapter 32
"Welcome, Faith." Aragorn said as he noticed her approach. "How is your wound?"
"Healing nicely." Faith answered holding up her hand.
"You have been summoned here because we wish to know what was happening earlier today." Aragorn stated quietly.
Faith was not in the mood for this. She hated being watched by people and being put on the spot by a king in front of his people was not somewhere she wanted to be. She had finally had enough of middle earth and it was beginning to show. "Didn't Pelarden tell you?" She eventually asked.
"We would prefer to hear your side."
"Nothing to tell."
Aragorn raised his eyebrows and said. "So you were merely play-acting with Pelarden as you fought?"
"Yeah." Faith answered turning to leave.
"He told us about the Ringwraith."
"And?"
"He says you were in league with the Dark Lord."
"So?"
"Are you?"
Faith was stunned. Aragorn was asking her whether she was in league against him? "How dare you?" She spat. "I come here and fight your war and you question my motives? Who the hell do you think you are?"
"I am the king."
"Sorry darling, but you ain't no king of mine. I'm American, y'know republic - none of this king stuff. I want to go home." She stated glaring at Gandalf.
"You wish to leave?" He asked quietly.
"Hell yes! The sooner I get out of this place the better! I'm sick of it. All of it!" With that she stormed out of the room and back to her room in the Houses of Healing.
The room was in uproar as Faith left. No one noticed Legolas as he followed her.
***
"Elf boy I want to be alone." A muffled voice said as he arrived outside her door. He ignored it and went in. "Dammit! Don't you listen to a word I say?"
"Never." He answered as he grabbed her and kissed her ferociously. Faith struggled for a moment before giving up. He kissed her lips, her face, her neck and her collarbone before eventually noticing that she was crying.
"Why do you cry my Faith?" he whispered into her ear.
"I hate this place. And I hate you."
Legolas felt crushed. He loved this woman more than any other creature he had ever met in all his years. He let her go and made his way to the door. He almost missed what she said next. "Don't leave me."
He went back to her taking her in his arms. "I will never leave you beloved."
A watery chuckle came from Faith. "How are you going to manage when I go back?"
"I will not let you go no matter where you are. Do you understand me?" He paused and picked up her injured hand kissing her bandages and then her fingers. "I am sorry for this. It was not meant for you."
"I'd never forgive myself if you killed him. I don't want to turn you into something you aren't."
"I am not perfect Faith. I have done things that I regret. If he tries to harm you again I will kill him."
"Hmm...Well at least make sure I'm not around to stop you next time ok? I'm getting kinda sick of all the injuries I'm getting on his behalf!"