Lintelossëwen walked down the street, enjoying the woods of Mirkwood one
last time. She did not know if she'd ever return. She absorbed the beauty
of trees in the forest, and then out of nowhere some thing hit her in the
back of the neck. Some one was throwing rocks at her. She spun around, and
at the top of the hill stood a small little elf with blond hair and dark
brown eyes.
"Hey" she yelled at the youngster "Cut that out."
The elvin child only laughed and threw another rock at her, but Lintelossëwen caught the rock in mid air. The little elf gasped and ran in the other direction, but Lintelossëwen was too quick for. She ran him down, and picked him by the back of his shirt.
"Please, don't hurt me." The little miscreant begged.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Lintelossëwen said; the little elf looked awfully familiar.
"What is your name, little one?" She asked.
"You can not do this to me! Don't you realize who I am? My uncle is the king." The elvish pain of the neck said.
"Oh really, and this is suppose to impress me?" Lintelossëwen said.
"You better do as I say" The little elf screamed "or my uncle will have you thrown into the dungeon for your insolence."
"I've got a better idea, how about you do as I say." Lintelossëwen laughed. " I do not fear your uncle, nor do I fear any elf that walks Middle Earth. As for your precious dungeon, none has been built yet that can hold me."
She set him down on his feet.
"Now, little one, all I ask of you is a name." Lintelossëwen said.
"My name is Aramelion." He said.
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Lintelossëwen said, and as she looked at him a light suddenly went on inside her head.
"Are you related to Legolas?" She asked hopefully.
"Yes, he is my cousin," Aramelion said off handedly. Lintelossëwen grabbed him by the shirt collar and dragged him off.
"I've had it." Legolas said angrily. "I'm leaving." He was in his room packing up his stuff.
"You're acting like a crazy person," Tarlammenion said, "where will you go?"
"Away from him" Legolas said.
"Legolas, he's your father, you two shouldn't fight like this." Tarlammenion said.
"He is not my father!" Legolas yelled.
When Legolas was born, his father was suspicious that he was not really his son. Both his mother and Thranduil had brown eyes; Legolas' eyes were blue. Legolas was convinced, now more than ever, that Thranduil's suspicions were justified.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tarlammenion asked.
"Yes" Legolas replied.
"Then I'm coming with you." Tarlammenion said.
"Tarlammenion, no" Legolas said, and he was about to argue with him but at that moment Gimli walked through the door.
"Legolas, I think it's time for me to return home." Gimli started but then he stopped when he saw Legolas' bag. "What's all this?"
"I'm leaving" Legolas replied. "I'll journey with you to you're home."
Gimli looked pleased at this preposition, but Tarlammenion grimaced.
He looked conflicted for a moment but he finally said "And I'm coming too."
"Tarlammenion, you can't come with us. If you left you're mother will be furious." Legolas said.
Tarlammenion's mother was infamous for being over protective, and Tarlammenion was infamous for submitting to that over protectiveness. Tarlammenion paused for a moment, he hadn't thought about his mother.
"I don't care," he said, and he looked Legolas straight in the eye. "You're always the one going off on adventures, and I'm stuck at home. Well' I'm sick of it, it's my turn to have an adventure. You're not leaving with out me."
"Very well then" Legolas said, "Then let us leave quickly, I want to put as many miles as I can between me and him before we set camp tonight." He shouldered his pack and headed for the door, but some one stood in the thresh hold. Legolas instantly recognized her as the odd elf he had met while he was searching for Aramelion.
"You," He said, "What do you want." Legolas regretted being rude but he was eager to leave and was not looking forward to dealing with this strange she- elf.
"Nice to see you again too." She said.
"I'm sorry," Legolas said, "But I'm in a hurry, what is it?"
A sly smile came over her face; she reached into the hallway and pulled Aramelion through the doorway into the room.
"I believe I found something that belongs to you." She said. Aramelion broke away from her, obviously trying to get away, he hid behind Legolas.
"Keep her away from me!" Aramelion screamed hysterical. Legolas sighed; Aramelion had a tendency to over react to everything. He went over to his desk and found an ink well and a quill, he handed them to Aramelion.
"Why don't you go and make me a drawing," Legolas said in a calming voice. The Aramelion immediately stopped making a scene, his eyes lit up at Legolas' request.
'I've got an idea," Legolas said, "You can use those dusty old pieces of paper in uncle Thranduil's map room."
"But I'm not allowed in the map room," Aramelion said, "Uncle Thranduil said it was off limits."
"Well I'm saying it's ok." Legolas said, "Now you go and have fun." Aramelion ran off. Legolas smiled at this last cruel little joke he played on Thranduil. He pushed past the she elf and walked down the hall with Gimli and Tarlammenion following close behind.
"Hey, wait up" The she elf said, "Where are you going?"
"To the dwarvin kingdom under the mountain." Legolas replied.
"Legolas, you do not know the way, and neither do I" Gimli said. This stopped Legolas in his tracks, it was true, it had been many thousands of years since any one went directly from Mirkwood to the kingdom under the mountain. Legolas knew the general direction, but he would most likely get lost.
"Then we just have to double back to Rivendell." Legolas said, as he turned to Gimli. You can find your way home from there, can't you?"
"Well, yes, but it will be very time consuming," Gimli replied.
"It's the only choice we have." Legolas said.
"There must be some one who knows the way," Tarlammenion said.
"I do.' They heard and they all turned around to face the she elf, she still stood in Legolas' door way.
"I've traveled once from here to the kingdom under the mountain, but it was very long ago, none of the less I am certain I can find my way." She said. Legolas looked her right in the eye.
"You are sure." Legolas asked.
"Legolas, no" Tarlammenion said, "We can't trust her, she's a freak."
"Shut up mama's boy," The she elf replied. Tarlammenion's face grew bright red.
"Listen here," He said "I don't know who you think you are, but…"
Legolas cut him off. "Who are you, anyways?' he asked realizing he was about ready to put his trust in this strange elf, and he didn't even know her name.
"Lintelossëwen." She replied.
"Lintelossëwen," Legolas repeated and smiled, "Would you be so kind as to show us the way to the kingdom under the mountains?" Lintelossëwen raised one eyebrow and look at him.
"What are you going to give me in return?" she asked. Legolas looked startled.
"What do you want?" He asked innocently.
Lintelossëwen opened her mouth as if she was going to make some kind of suggestion, but she promptly closed it again and shook her head.
"Nothing," she replied, and she started down the hallway. "Come on, we should leave before sun sets."
Dammit, Lintelossëwen thought to her self, why did I agree to go on this little trip. The road from Mirkwood to the dwarf kingdom wasn't exactly a walk in the park; it was full of wolves, thieves, orcs, and countless other perils. But when Legolas looked at her with those bright blue eyes, she could not say no. Sure, Legolas was very attractive, but was he worth risking her hide. Curse my fetish for blond elves, she thought. It wasn't very likely she was going to score anyways. None of it mattered now anyways, she had made a promise, and she would stick to her promise. Now she needed to focus on where she was going, they were not out of the forest of Mirkwood yet, although they were a fair distance away from the elvin city. They would need to make camp soon. It was futile for her to try and navigate her way in the dark, she could quite easily get lost in the dark forest. She stopped walking.
"We should make camp here." She said. Legolas looked anxiously back towards the city of Mirkwood.
"Can't we keep going for a little while longer," He asked.
"No," Lintelossëwen replied, "I have not been this way for nearly half a millennium, we'd waste a lot of time for me to trace back and find the right path." Legolas frowned and sat down on a rock.
"I'm going to find some fire wood." Lintelossëwen said and she walked off into the woods. She scrounged around and managed to scrape up enough wood for a half decent fire. Her sharp elvin ears could hear the rest of her company talking quietly to themselves. She looked down the path. She could leave; they wouldn't notice she was gone until it was too late. She could spare herself the arduous journey; it would be so simple. She turned around and headed back to the campsite. She couldn't just leave them like that, Legolas seemed so eager to get away. As she neared the campsite Lintelossëwen could hear Tarlammenion and Legolas talking about her.
"Legolas what were you thinking? She'll kill us all in our sleep, and string our corpses up in a tree." Tarlammenion said.
Legolas laughed. "Have I ever told you that you have an over active imagination? Why would she do a thing like that?" he asked.
"Come on Legolas, she's more than a little odd, I don't trust her. The way she dresses, the way she acts; it's unsettling." Tarlammenion said.
"Well, if you're so paranoid you can take the first watch." Legolas said as he laid his blanket down on the ground, making a spot for him to sleep.
"Legolas." Tarlammenion complained. Lintelossëwen made as much noise as possible, so they would know she was coming.
"Good news" Legolas said with a warm smile, "Tarlammenion has offered to take the first watch,"
"Good," Lintelossëwen said returning Legolas' smile, she propped herself up against the trunk of a tree. She fell asleep with her eye's wide open, as all elves do.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.
"Hey" she yelled at the youngster "Cut that out."
The elvin child only laughed and threw another rock at her, but Lintelossëwen caught the rock in mid air. The little elf gasped and ran in the other direction, but Lintelossëwen was too quick for. She ran him down, and picked him by the back of his shirt.
"Please, don't hurt me." The little miscreant begged.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Lintelossëwen said; the little elf looked awfully familiar.
"What is your name, little one?" She asked.
"You can not do this to me! Don't you realize who I am? My uncle is the king." The elvish pain of the neck said.
"Oh really, and this is suppose to impress me?" Lintelossëwen said.
"You better do as I say" The little elf screamed "or my uncle will have you thrown into the dungeon for your insolence."
"I've got a better idea, how about you do as I say." Lintelossëwen laughed. " I do not fear your uncle, nor do I fear any elf that walks Middle Earth. As for your precious dungeon, none has been built yet that can hold me."
She set him down on his feet.
"Now, little one, all I ask of you is a name." Lintelossëwen said.
"My name is Aramelion." He said.
"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Lintelossëwen said, and as she looked at him a light suddenly went on inside her head.
"Are you related to Legolas?" She asked hopefully.
"Yes, he is my cousin," Aramelion said off handedly. Lintelossëwen grabbed him by the shirt collar and dragged him off.
"I've had it." Legolas said angrily. "I'm leaving." He was in his room packing up his stuff.
"You're acting like a crazy person," Tarlammenion said, "where will you go?"
"Away from him" Legolas said.
"Legolas, he's your father, you two shouldn't fight like this." Tarlammenion said.
"He is not my father!" Legolas yelled.
When Legolas was born, his father was suspicious that he was not really his son. Both his mother and Thranduil had brown eyes; Legolas' eyes were blue. Legolas was convinced, now more than ever, that Thranduil's suspicions were justified.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tarlammenion asked.
"Yes" Legolas replied.
"Then I'm coming with you." Tarlammenion said.
"Tarlammenion, no" Legolas said, and he was about to argue with him but at that moment Gimli walked through the door.
"Legolas, I think it's time for me to return home." Gimli started but then he stopped when he saw Legolas' bag. "What's all this?"
"I'm leaving" Legolas replied. "I'll journey with you to you're home."
Gimli looked pleased at this preposition, but Tarlammenion grimaced.
He looked conflicted for a moment but he finally said "And I'm coming too."
"Tarlammenion, you can't come with us. If you left you're mother will be furious." Legolas said.
Tarlammenion's mother was infamous for being over protective, and Tarlammenion was infamous for submitting to that over protectiveness. Tarlammenion paused for a moment, he hadn't thought about his mother.
"I don't care," he said, and he looked Legolas straight in the eye. "You're always the one going off on adventures, and I'm stuck at home. Well' I'm sick of it, it's my turn to have an adventure. You're not leaving with out me."
"Very well then" Legolas said, "Then let us leave quickly, I want to put as many miles as I can between me and him before we set camp tonight." He shouldered his pack and headed for the door, but some one stood in the thresh hold. Legolas instantly recognized her as the odd elf he had met while he was searching for Aramelion.
"You," He said, "What do you want." Legolas regretted being rude but he was eager to leave and was not looking forward to dealing with this strange she- elf.
"Nice to see you again too." She said.
"I'm sorry," Legolas said, "But I'm in a hurry, what is it?"
A sly smile came over her face; she reached into the hallway and pulled Aramelion through the doorway into the room.
"I believe I found something that belongs to you." She said. Aramelion broke away from her, obviously trying to get away, he hid behind Legolas.
"Keep her away from me!" Aramelion screamed hysterical. Legolas sighed; Aramelion had a tendency to over react to everything. He went over to his desk and found an ink well and a quill, he handed them to Aramelion.
"Why don't you go and make me a drawing," Legolas said in a calming voice. The Aramelion immediately stopped making a scene, his eyes lit up at Legolas' request.
'I've got an idea," Legolas said, "You can use those dusty old pieces of paper in uncle Thranduil's map room."
"But I'm not allowed in the map room," Aramelion said, "Uncle Thranduil said it was off limits."
"Well I'm saying it's ok." Legolas said, "Now you go and have fun." Aramelion ran off. Legolas smiled at this last cruel little joke he played on Thranduil. He pushed past the she elf and walked down the hall with Gimli and Tarlammenion following close behind.
"Hey, wait up" The she elf said, "Where are you going?"
"To the dwarvin kingdom under the mountain." Legolas replied.
"Legolas, you do not know the way, and neither do I" Gimli said. This stopped Legolas in his tracks, it was true, it had been many thousands of years since any one went directly from Mirkwood to the kingdom under the mountain. Legolas knew the general direction, but he would most likely get lost.
"Then we just have to double back to Rivendell." Legolas said, as he turned to Gimli. You can find your way home from there, can't you?"
"Well, yes, but it will be very time consuming," Gimli replied.
"It's the only choice we have." Legolas said.
"There must be some one who knows the way," Tarlammenion said.
"I do.' They heard and they all turned around to face the she elf, she still stood in Legolas' door way.
"I've traveled once from here to the kingdom under the mountain, but it was very long ago, none of the less I am certain I can find my way." She said. Legolas looked her right in the eye.
"You are sure." Legolas asked.
"Legolas, no" Tarlammenion said, "We can't trust her, she's a freak."
"Shut up mama's boy," The she elf replied. Tarlammenion's face grew bright red.
"Listen here," He said "I don't know who you think you are, but…"
Legolas cut him off. "Who are you, anyways?' he asked realizing he was about ready to put his trust in this strange elf, and he didn't even know her name.
"Lintelossëwen." She replied.
"Lintelossëwen," Legolas repeated and smiled, "Would you be so kind as to show us the way to the kingdom under the mountains?" Lintelossëwen raised one eyebrow and look at him.
"What are you going to give me in return?" she asked. Legolas looked startled.
"What do you want?" He asked innocently.
Lintelossëwen opened her mouth as if she was going to make some kind of suggestion, but she promptly closed it again and shook her head.
"Nothing," she replied, and she started down the hallway. "Come on, we should leave before sun sets."
Dammit, Lintelossëwen thought to her self, why did I agree to go on this little trip. The road from Mirkwood to the dwarf kingdom wasn't exactly a walk in the park; it was full of wolves, thieves, orcs, and countless other perils. But when Legolas looked at her with those bright blue eyes, she could not say no. Sure, Legolas was very attractive, but was he worth risking her hide. Curse my fetish for blond elves, she thought. It wasn't very likely she was going to score anyways. None of it mattered now anyways, she had made a promise, and she would stick to her promise. Now she needed to focus on where she was going, they were not out of the forest of Mirkwood yet, although they were a fair distance away from the elvin city. They would need to make camp soon. It was futile for her to try and navigate her way in the dark, she could quite easily get lost in the dark forest. She stopped walking.
"We should make camp here." She said. Legolas looked anxiously back towards the city of Mirkwood.
"Can't we keep going for a little while longer," He asked.
"No," Lintelossëwen replied, "I have not been this way for nearly half a millennium, we'd waste a lot of time for me to trace back and find the right path." Legolas frowned and sat down on a rock.
"I'm going to find some fire wood." Lintelossëwen said and she walked off into the woods. She scrounged around and managed to scrape up enough wood for a half decent fire. Her sharp elvin ears could hear the rest of her company talking quietly to themselves. She looked down the path. She could leave; they wouldn't notice she was gone until it was too late. She could spare herself the arduous journey; it would be so simple. She turned around and headed back to the campsite. She couldn't just leave them like that, Legolas seemed so eager to get away. As she neared the campsite Lintelossëwen could hear Tarlammenion and Legolas talking about her.
"Legolas what were you thinking? She'll kill us all in our sleep, and string our corpses up in a tree." Tarlammenion said.
Legolas laughed. "Have I ever told you that you have an over active imagination? Why would she do a thing like that?" he asked.
"Come on Legolas, she's more than a little odd, I don't trust her. The way she dresses, the way she acts; it's unsettling." Tarlammenion said.
"Well, if you're so paranoid you can take the first watch." Legolas said as he laid his blanket down on the ground, making a spot for him to sleep.
"Legolas." Tarlammenion complained. Lintelossëwen made as much noise as possible, so they would know she was coming.
"Good news" Legolas said with a warm smile, "Tarlammenion has offered to take the first watch,"
"Good," Lintelossëwen said returning Legolas' smile, she propped herself up against the trunk of a tree. She fell asleep with her eye's wide open, as all elves do.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.