Chapter 2-Where am I?
When she woke up, everything was blurry, like when you wake up after a long and deep sleep. She had had a dream in which OldChancy spoke to her. "Do not be alarmed. You will soon be in the company of my very dear friends. I assure you, you will learn to love middle-earth." And with that, he was gone.
"Where am I?" she said as her eyes began to clear.
"You, whoever you may be, are in the middle of the council of Elrond." she heard from a soft yet seemingly bewildered voice somewhere to her right. She was lying on the floor, and when she finally got a look around, she could not believe her eyes. Surrounding her were men of all shapes and sizes. some short, some tall, and some that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. But the one of them all who seemed to stand out was the one who had spoke to her. He was sitting there looking at her in amazement. he had long beautiful blonde hair that she longed to touch. His eyes were blue like the sky reflecting off a pool of water. And he was very much a macho man, and she almost laughed out loud at the thought of him getting up and singing "Macho, macho man! I wanna be, a macho man!" He was dressed like Peter Pan, and so were those around him.
"Are you sure this is a council and not a try out for a play?" she asked. They all looked at her confused. She noticed that there was a large podium thingy next to her, and when she got up off the ground,
she noticed a thick golden ring in the very center of it.
"Oh, are you guys selling this or something?" she said.
"I assure you that we are not, my dear." This came from a man who was sitting alone on a very tall throne, and he seemed to be the leader of the pack. He had long brown hair and a gold tiara around his head.
"She's a man." she heard from one of the guys behind her. He had shoulder length brown hair.
"Excuse me? I am most defiantly not a man. At least not since the last time I checked!" she said slightly annoyed at his comment. He walked up to her and pushed her hair behind her ear. At first, she thought he was making a move on her, and she was about ready to slap him.
"You are not an elf." he said. "And you are most definitely not a dwarf or a hobbit. So you must be a man."
"Ohhh! You mean like the race of men!!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, of course! What did you think I meant?" he replied looking at her strangely.
"I thought you meant like, the male species."
"Well, we would surely hope no man would be so shapely as you." She pondered this and she realized that meant that he had checked her out. She shot him an evil glare. And then turned her gaze back to the ring. Staring at it for a moment before whispering,
"This is so familiar." Unconsciously she stretched out her hand towards the ring. This made all the men very tense, but nobody made a move. Suddenly, as if a strong wind had come, she was thrown back into the man standing behind her, sending them both sprawling on the ground. She landed with a cry. She was struggling to stand. When she did she gasped as she remembered why it was so familiar.
"The one ring, was talking to me!" she whispered to herself. Then she heard the voice.
"Alex.....I'm coming to get you!"
Her eyes became wide with fear and she bolted into the forest.
She ran as fast as she could.
"Legolas, would you please go after her? We cannot have a crazy woman running around Rivendell." the leader told him. He quickly dismissed himself and ran in the direction he had seen her go.
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He ran swiftly. He was truly interested in the odd woman who had shown up. He had many questions to ask her, and this thought brought him to run a little bit faster. He finally found her sitting under a tree crying to herself, with her face in her hands. He walked up and sat down beside her.
"What is wrong, my lady?"
She looked up to see the man who had first spoken to here sitting beside her. She didn't even hear him coming. It was if he had come out of thin air.
"I don't think I'm in Georgia anymore." she said, still sobbing. He gave a small smile.
"I have never heard of such a place. Are you princess there?" he asked.
"Princess?? I wish I were. We don't have princesses where I come from." she replied. Her eyes had stopped crying now. The forest was very much quiet, and his voice was like a beautiful songbird that woke every living thing up. She was awestruck.
"Well if you don't have princesses, then what do you have?" he asked
"Uhh, presidents." she said.
"Oh, I only asked because you have the beauty and grace of one." he replied. This absolutely melted her heart and she found herself fonding the man beside her. His words seemed to scramble hers, because she was rendered speechless.
He just now realized how truly beautiful she was. She had long and straight brown hair. And they were made the perfect compliment by her hazel eyes. As Borimir had said, she was very shapely. She had pale skin but she was slightly muscular. He was sure she could take out anything her size.
"What did you say your name was?" she asked, breaking the silence that had overcome them.
" Oh, I am sorry my lady, I am Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood."
he replied.
"Wow, a prince? And you have such a beautiful name." she said beginning to blush.
"And should I be calling you my lady forever, or do you have a name also?" he asked giving a slight smirk.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry, I kind of forgot. My name is Alexandra Heart. But you can just call me Alex." She said her name in such a way to make it seem inferior to his, but he still found it quite beautiful.
"Well Alex, shall we head back now? It is becoming dark." he said, standing up.
"Sure. Lead the way, my prince." she said and smiled back at the one given to her.
When she woke up, everything was blurry, like when you wake up after a long and deep sleep. She had had a dream in which OldChancy spoke to her. "Do not be alarmed. You will soon be in the company of my very dear friends. I assure you, you will learn to love middle-earth." And with that, he was gone.
"Where am I?" she said as her eyes began to clear.
"You, whoever you may be, are in the middle of the council of Elrond." she heard from a soft yet seemingly bewildered voice somewhere to her right. She was lying on the floor, and when she finally got a look around, she could not believe her eyes. Surrounding her were men of all shapes and sizes. some short, some tall, and some that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. But the one of them all who seemed to stand out was the one who had spoke to her. He was sitting there looking at her in amazement. he had long beautiful blonde hair that she longed to touch. His eyes were blue like the sky reflecting off a pool of water. And he was very much a macho man, and she almost laughed out loud at the thought of him getting up and singing "Macho, macho man! I wanna be, a macho man!" He was dressed like Peter Pan, and so were those around him.
"Are you sure this is a council and not a try out for a play?" she asked. They all looked at her confused. She noticed that there was a large podium thingy next to her, and when she got up off the ground,
she noticed a thick golden ring in the very center of it.
"Oh, are you guys selling this or something?" she said.
"I assure you that we are not, my dear." This came from a man who was sitting alone on a very tall throne, and he seemed to be the leader of the pack. He had long brown hair and a gold tiara around his head.
"She's a man." she heard from one of the guys behind her. He had shoulder length brown hair.
"Excuse me? I am most defiantly not a man. At least not since the last time I checked!" she said slightly annoyed at his comment. He walked up to her and pushed her hair behind her ear. At first, she thought he was making a move on her, and she was about ready to slap him.
"You are not an elf." he said. "And you are most definitely not a dwarf or a hobbit. So you must be a man."
"Ohhh! You mean like the race of men!!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, of course! What did you think I meant?" he replied looking at her strangely.
"I thought you meant like, the male species."
"Well, we would surely hope no man would be so shapely as you." She pondered this and she realized that meant that he had checked her out. She shot him an evil glare. And then turned her gaze back to the ring. Staring at it for a moment before whispering,
"This is so familiar." Unconsciously she stretched out her hand towards the ring. This made all the men very tense, but nobody made a move. Suddenly, as if a strong wind had come, she was thrown back into the man standing behind her, sending them both sprawling on the ground. She landed with a cry. She was struggling to stand. When she did she gasped as she remembered why it was so familiar.
"The one ring, was talking to me!" she whispered to herself. Then she heard the voice.
"Alex.....I'm coming to get you!"
Her eyes became wide with fear and she bolted into the forest.
She ran as fast as she could.
"Legolas, would you please go after her? We cannot have a crazy woman running around Rivendell." the leader told him. He quickly dismissed himself and ran in the direction he had seen her go.
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He ran swiftly. He was truly interested in the odd woman who had shown up. He had many questions to ask her, and this thought brought him to run a little bit faster. He finally found her sitting under a tree crying to herself, with her face in her hands. He walked up and sat down beside her.
"What is wrong, my lady?"
She looked up to see the man who had first spoken to here sitting beside her. She didn't even hear him coming. It was if he had come out of thin air.
"I don't think I'm in Georgia anymore." she said, still sobbing. He gave a small smile.
"I have never heard of such a place. Are you princess there?" he asked.
"Princess?? I wish I were. We don't have princesses where I come from." she replied. Her eyes had stopped crying now. The forest was very much quiet, and his voice was like a beautiful songbird that woke every living thing up. She was awestruck.
"Well if you don't have princesses, then what do you have?" he asked
"Uhh, presidents." she said.
"Oh, I only asked because you have the beauty and grace of one." he replied. This absolutely melted her heart and she found herself fonding the man beside her. His words seemed to scramble hers, because she was rendered speechless.
He just now realized how truly beautiful she was. She had long and straight brown hair. And they were made the perfect compliment by her hazel eyes. As Borimir had said, she was very shapely. She had pale skin but she was slightly muscular. He was sure she could take out anything her size.
"What did you say your name was?" she asked, breaking the silence that had overcome them.
" Oh, I am sorry my lady, I am Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood."
he replied.
"Wow, a prince? And you have such a beautiful name." she said beginning to blush.
"And should I be calling you my lady forever, or do you have a name also?" he asked giving a slight smirk.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry, I kind of forgot. My name is Alexandra Heart. But you can just call me Alex." She said her name in such a way to make it seem inferior to his, but he still found it quite beautiful.
"Well Alex, shall we head back now? It is becoming dark." he said, standing up.
"Sure. Lead the way, my prince." she said and smiled back at the one given to her.