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CHAPTER THREE – THE KISS OF DEATH
THE NEXT DAY
Gandalf was in a great hurry the next day. At breakfast all I got was I tiny handful of oats, then immediately packed all their heavy belongings on to my back!!!!!! The nincompoops didn't seem to realise that this was going to give me a huge stomach ache, all except Strider who gave me a dollop of medicine to be on the safe side. Yucky but he is such a gorgeous master that I didn't mind.
Once on the move Aragorn and Legolas carefully avoided any eye contact, both seeming embarrassed and shy about last night's happenings. Gandalf kept us marching for twelve hours straight. I decided to take matters into my own hooves. As we approached a nice grassy glade I turned on my excellent acting skills and started hobbling. Sam quickly noticed and yelled out, "STOP Bill's hurt, Legolas, Strider do something!!!" Naturally they all stopped, Strider came and checked me over (he had such nice cool, soothing hands) and said, "Bill will need to rest for a while and have his leg bathed."
"Okay this is as good a place to stop as any and there is a pool over there perfect for Bill's leg. You Aragorn and Legolas take him while I keep watch," said Gandalf as he examined Frodo's one of Frodo's many scratches.
Legolas' and Aragorn's eyes met and rolled but they took me without any comment. When they got to the water they just shoved me in and left me there. Said they had important things to discuss. Anyway while I was freezing my but off they had an interesting conversation which I unashamedly listened into.
THE CONVERSATION
"Legolas .............. about last night," begun Aragorn hesitantly.
"Yes Aragorn?"
"Did you really mean what you said last night?"
"Of Course Aragorn I don't say that kind of thing lightly."
"Well ......." then all in one burst, "I don't love you, I love Arwen. You were just a one night stand okai. I hate you, you disgusting piece of filth."
Legolas face crumpled dramatically, then he grabbed me and raced back to camp. On the way he said, "I wish Arwen was dead. I wish she didn't exist then Aragorn would be mine. Sorry Bill, I shouldn't be moving you so fast with your sore leg. Wohaaa boy." As we walked along I realised I had heard a three voice not two when Aragorn and Legolas had been talking. The third voice had been soft yet cold and had kept repeating, "Kill Arwen, go on you know you want to. KILL HER."
At camp we discovered that Arwen had just ridden up. Legolas' face contorted into pure fury and hatred. Arwen looked startled but passed no comment.
Aragorn returned to camp calmly looking as handsome as ever. A big grin spread over his face as he caught sight of Arwen and raced over to embrace her
TWO HOURS LATER
I was grazing in the open glade when Aragorn and Arwen approached arm in arm talking:
"I am glad you have come Arwen. It's fantastic to have you with me if only for a short while."
"Oh Aragorn, I wish I could stay longer than this one night but that was my father's command."
They kissed.
"Aragorn what is the matter with Legolas? He and I have always been such good friends and now he acts like he loathes me."
Aragorn lowered his head and muttered, "I have no idea what you are talking about, lets return to camp it's getting late."
They left heading the direction of the camp.
A couple of hours later, Arwen came back this time on her own rapped up in deep thought. Suddenly there was the sound of a footstep upon twigs and a shadowy figure leapt up behind Arwen.
"what the ............ what are you doing here?"
"I have come to talk or maybe not."
"stop, what are you doing to me?"
I saw the figure kiss her and she fell to the ground. The figure crept off. I dared not approach her as the scent of death was all around her.
In the morning my sharp ears detected Aragorn calling Arwen's name. Because I loved him so much, I let out a huge whinny hoping he would come my way. Within minutes I heard him come crashing through the undergrowth. I will never forget his shrill, piercing scream when he discovered her body. That brought the others running and they stared in dismay when they took in the scene. I edged closer and saw that Arwen had been pierced by one of Legolas' arrows.
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CHAPTER THREE – THE KISS OF DEATH
THE NEXT DAY
Gandalf was in a great hurry the next day. At breakfast all I got was I tiny handful of oats, then immediately packed all their heavy belongings on to my back!!!!!! The nincompoops didn't seem to realise that this was going to give me a huge stomach ache, all except Strider who gave me a dollop of medicine to be on the safe side. Yucky but he is such a gorgeous master that I didn't mind.
Once on the move Aragorn and Legolas carefully avoided any eye contact, both seeming embarrassed and shy about last night's happenings. Gandalf kept us marching for twelve hours straight. I decided to take matters into my own hooves. As we approached a nice grassy glade I turned on my excellent acting skills and started hobbling. Sam quickly noticed and yelled out, "STOP Bill's hurt, Legolas, Strider do something!!!" Naturally they all stopped, Strider came and checked me over (he had such nice cool, soothing hands) and said, "Bill will need to rest for a while and have his leg bathed."
"Okay this is as good a place to stop as any and there is a pool over there perfect for Bill's leg. You Aragorn and Legolas take him while I keep watch," said Gandalf as he examined Frodo's one of Frodo's many scratches.
Legolas' and Aragorn's eyes met and rolled but they took me without any comment. When they got to the water they just shoved me in and left me there. Said they had important things to discuss. Anyway while I was freezing my but off they had an interesting conversation which I unashamedly listened into.
THE CONVERSATION
"Legolas .............. about last night," begun Aragorn hesitantly.
"Yes Aragorn?"
"Did you really mean what you said last night?"
"Of Course Aragorn I don't say that kind of thing lightly."
"Well ......." then all in one burst, "I don't love you, I love Arwen. You were just a one night stand okai. I hate you, you disgusting piece of filth."
Legolas face crumpled dramatically, then he grabbed me and raced back to camp. On the way he said, "I wish Arwen was dead. I wish she didn't exist then Aragorn would be mine. Sorry Bill, I shouldn't be moving you so fast with your sore leg. Wohaaa boy." As we walked along I realised I had heard a three voice not two when Aragorn and Legolas had been talking. The third voice had been soft yet cold and had kept repeating, "Kill Arwen, go on you know you want to. KILL HER."
At camp we discovered that Arwen had just ridden up. Legolas' face contorted into pure fury and hatred. Arwen looked startled but passed no comment.
Aragorn returned to camp calmly looking as handsome as ever. A big grin spread over his face as he caught sight of Arwen and raced over to embrace her
TWO HOURS LATER
I was grazing in the open glade when Aragorn and Arwen approached arm in arm talking:
"I am glad you have come Arwen. It's fantastic to have you with me if only for a short while."
"Oh Aragorn, I wish I could stay longer than this one night but that was my father's command."
They kissed.
"Aragorn what is the matter with Legolas? He and I have always been such good friends and now he acts like he loathes me."
Aragorn lowered his head and muttered, "I have no idea what you are talking about, lets return to camp it's getting late."
They left heading the direction of the camp.
A couple of hours later, Arwen came back this time on her own rapped up in deep thought. Suddenly there was the sound of a footstep upon twigs and a shadowy figure leapt up behind Arwen.
"what the ............ what are you doing here?"
"I have come to talk or maybe not."
"stop, what are you doing to me?"
I saw the figure kiss her and she fell to the ground. The figure crept off. I dared not approach her as the scent of death was all around her.
In the morning my sharp ears detected Aragorn calling Arwen's name. Because I loved him so much, I let out a huge whinny hoping he would come my way. Within minutes I heard him come crashing through the undergrowth. I will never forget his shrill, piercing scream when he discovered her body. That brought the others running and they stared in dismay when they took in the scene. I edged closer and saw that Arwen had been pierced by one of Legolas' arrows.
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