Legolas sat up well past his shift; if he got up to go to sleep he would
have to wake Lintelossëwen. She looked so peaceful that he hadn't the heart
to stir he from her slumber. He looked up at the sky; dark storm clouds
covered the moon and stars. He wished that he could find some words to
comfort Lintelossëwen; he could tell that digging up the painful memories
from her past had been emotionally exhausting. But she would not hear what
he had to say, and any words of comfort that he could think of would be
misconstrued as pity. God, she's stubborn, he thought. Why did she always
try to hide her true feelings from everyone? Legolas looked into the
darkness, he saw a pair of pale green eyes glaring at him. Eriâion stepped
out of the shadows; Legolas reached for his short knife with his free hand.
He could see that Eriâion was wounded and posed little threat to him or
Lintelossëwen.
"What do you want?" Legolas asked.
"I want too see her die." Eriâion said coldly, he gestured to Lintelossëwen who was fast asleep in Legolas' arms.
"And you believe that I'm going to allow that to happen?" Legolas asked.
"I believe you don't know what you've gotten your self into." Eriâion replied.
"Eriâion, this is foolishness. You must know in your heart that Lintelossëwen did not intend to kill your father." Legolas said.
"Fool! You believe her story? You trust her? She is a murderous wench. Do you believe that our father is the only innocent person she's murdered in cold blood?" Eriâion demanded. He looked at Legolas holding Lintelossëwen in his arms; his short sword was in his free hand prepared to fight. Eriâion smiled cynically.
"Of course you do. You'll believe anything she tells you, won't you? You are not the first man who's heart she has toyed with." Eriâion said.
"She loves me," Legolas said angrily, why was it no one could understand that?
"You think that she is capable of love?" Eriâion asked, "No, there is no love in her black heart. All I ask of you is to allow me to end her rein of terror, and break the dark spell that she holds on you." Legolas looked at Lintelossëwen in her peaceful slumber. What did Eriâion mean by her father not being the only one she's murdered? Was he a fool to believe everything that Lintelossëwen told him? No, he wouldn't believe it; he couldn't believe it. Eriâion drew his sword.
"Over my dead body." Legolas said. The commotion caused Lintelossëwen to wake. She was on her feet in a flash. She drew her bow and pointed an arrow strait at Eriâion's heart.
"I gave you a chance," Eriâion sneered at Legolas, "You will regret ignoring my warnings." And he turned and left.
"What did he mean by 'I gave you a chance'?" Lintelossëwen asked suspiciously.
"He said that you have killed others besides your father." Legolas said. Lintelossëwen said nothing; she only looked at Legolas.
"Lintelossëwen, now is the time for you to be honest with me." Legolas said. Lintelossëwen hung her head.
"What Eriâion said is true, I have shed innocent blood." She said.
"Why?" Legolas asked.
"They stole my childhood. Everything in my life was perfect until they came along. They took liberties with me." Lintelossëwen said, her voice thick with anger. "I was an innocent little girl, and they stole my innocence. I spent years dwelling on this. It ate away at my soul; I guess you could say that it drove me a little mad. I returned to that small little town; once I was bigger and stronger. I returned with a small band of collective cutthroats that I had found in the most unseemly of places. And we did not stop until they were all dead." Legolas looked at her in complete shock.
"It is not as if it does not weigh on my conscience. Not a day goes by when I am not plagued with the terror of what I have done. I can still hear their screams in my mind." Lintelossëwen said. Legolas only stared at her in astonishment.
"I have been honest with you, just as you have asked. But I feel as if I have told you more than you than you wanted to hear. You are disgusted with me, aren't you? I adore you Legolas, but if the feeling is no longer mutual I will understand," Lintelossëwen said and she hung her head.
"Lintelossëwen, I love you. Nothing changes that. I care not about your past, for I know that deep down you are good and pure." Legolas said; he looked deep into her eyes and kissed her. She smiled at him lovingly.
"Go back to sleep my love," Legolas said. Lintelossëwen obeyed and laid down on her blanket. It was well past Legolas' shift and even Tarlammenion's shift; but Legolas did not feel like sleeping. He sat once again by the fire, thinking. He watched Lintelossëwen, and was suddenly filled with desire for her. And try as he might he could not push that feeling aside. The desire burned in him until he could stand it no longer. He got up and walked over to Lintelossëwen; he crouched over her. Legolas kissed the nape of her neck. Lintelossëwen was already awake. Apparently she couldn't sleep either. He tugged at her shirt; untying it and pulling it down.
"Legolas, what are you doing?" Lintelossëwen laughed.
"Undressing you, my love," Legolas said with a wicked smile, "I wish to be intimate with you. If that is to your liking."
"Nothing would give me more pleasure," She replied. Legolas' tunic and undershirt fell to the ground. He could feel Lintelossëwen's lips teasing his heated skin. Her hands went down to his pants. Legolas groaned in anticipation.
"Must you two do that when I am trying to sleep?" Tarlammenion whined. Lintelossëwen and Legolas separated quickly. Legolas grabbed his tunic and slunk back to his position in front of the fire. He sat there for the rest of the night, hot and bothered.
Lintelossëwen felt the morning sun on her skin. She stirred from her slumber and looked around. Legolas had fallen asleep by the fire, Tarlammenion slept soundly under the tree. Gimli lay not to far from him, snoring loudly. Legolas awoke.
"So, which way do we go now?" Legolas asked. Lintelossëwen stood up and looked around, at the moment nothing looked familiar. She would just have to wander around till she got her bearings.
"I'm not entirely certain at the moment, but I know we have quite a climb ahead of us." Lintelossëwen said, she new that a small mountain range laid between them and the next town where they could rest. It would be hard going for at least two days. They had a light breakfast and were off before the sun had risen above the horizon. They wandered aimlessly for about two hours.
"I think we're lost," Tarlammenion whined.
"We're not lost," Lintelossëwen said, "I'm just not entirely sure of where we are." She looked around, nothing looked familiar. But she kept walking. She suddenly became aware that Legolas was walking besides her. She looked at him, and he smiled at her suggestively. Wow, she thought, who would have known that this quiet, reserved, elvish prince could be such a nymphomaniac. She smiled to her self, he's not an awful lot unlike me, she thought. She desired him, last night he had peaked her interest and she was left unsatisfied. She found it hard to concentrate on where she was going, with him so near. He walked right besides her, and she could feel the warmth from his body, she could smell him. Damn he smells good, she thought. It was taking every ounce of her self-control to keep herself from jumping him right then and there. She could not, not with Gimli and Tarlammenion so near. They probably wouldn't get a chance to be alone until they reached another town; it was too dangerous to leave the rest of the group by themselves. Legolas must have thought of this too because he leaned close and whispered in her ear.
"Please tell me that there is a town nearby." He said.
"Over the mountain, at the foot hills, there is a town," She replied, she shuddered to feel him so close and not be able to touch him. All the sudden Legolas stopped in his tracks.
"We are being followed." He said.
"Yes, I know. It's Eriâion." She said, "But worry not. He is wounded and out numbered he will not attack until he is healed. And even then he will wait until I am alone. We are safe for now." She continued on; still not sure of where she was going.
"We're hopelessly lost, aren't we?" Tarlammenion asked.
"It's not hopeless, I have a vague recollection of this place. We're going in the right direction." Lintelossëwen replied, she was really getting sick of his pessimism. After a few more hours of wandering they could see the mountains on the horizon.
"See, there are the mountains." Lintelossëwen gloated; she turned to Tarlammenion. "I told you I knew where I was going."
"What are you talking about?" Tarlammenion said innocently, "I never doubted you for a second." They both laughed. Wow, Lintelossëwen thought, this is the first time I've laughed with him instead of at him. She suddenly felt a little more at ease.
"We can continue on until we reach the foot hills then we'll stop for the night." Lintelossëwen said.
"Sounds good to me." Legolas said.
"What do you want?" Legolas asked.
"I want too see her die." Eriâion said coldly, he gestured to Lintelossëwen who was fast asleep in Legolas' arms.
"And you believe that I'm going to allow that to happen?" Legolas asked.
"I believe you don't know what you've gotten your self into." Eriâion replied.
"Eriâion, this is foolishness. You must know in your heart that Lintelossëwen did not intend to kill your father." Legolas said.
"Fool! You believe her story? You trust her? She is a murderous wench. Do you believe that our father is the only innocent person she's murdered in cold blood?" Eriâion demanded. He looked at Legolas holding Lintelossëwen in his arms; his short sword was in his free hand prepared to fight. Eriâion smiled cynically.
"Of course you do. You'll believe anything she tells you, won't you? You are not the first man who's heart she has toyed with." Eriâion said.
"She loves me," Legolas said angrily, why was it no one could understand that?
"You think that she is capable of love?" Eriâion asked, "No, there is no love in her black heart. All I ask of you is to allow me to end her rein of terror, and break the dark spell that she holds on you." Legolas looked at Lintelossëwen in her peaceful slumber. What did Eriâion mean by her father not being the only one she's murdered? Was he a fool to believe everything that Lintelossëwen told him? No, he wouldn't believe it; he couldn't believe it. Eriâion drew his sword.
"Over my dead body." Legolas said. The commotion caused Lintelossëwen to wake. She was on her feet in a flash. She drew her bow and pointed an arrow strait at Eriâion's heart.
"I gave you a chance," Eriâion sneered at Legolas, "You will regret ignoring my warnings." And he turned and left.
"What did he mean by 'I gave you a chance'?" Lintelossëwen asked suspiciously.
"He said that you have killed others besides your father." Legolas said. Lintelossëwen said nothing; she only looked at Legolas.
"Lintelossëwen, now is the time for you to be honest with me." Legolas said. Lintelossëwen hung her head.
"What Eriâion said is true, I have shed innocent blood." She said.
"Why?" Legolas asked.
"They stole my childhood. Everything in my life was perfect until they came along. They took liberties with me." Lintelossëwen said, her voice thick with anger. "I was an innocent little girl, and they stole my innocence. I spent years dwelling on this. It ate away at my soul; I guess you could say that it drove me a little mad. I returned to that small little town; once I was bigger and stronger. I returned with a small band of collective cutthroats that I had found in the most unseemly of places. And we did not stop until they were all dead." Legolas looked at her in complete shock.
"It is not as if it does not weigh on my conscience. Not a day goes by when I am not plagued with the terror of what I have done. I can still hear their screams in my mind." Lintelossëwen said. Legolas only stared at her in astonishment.
"I have been honest with you, just as you have asked. But I feel as if I have told you more than you than you wanted to hear. You are disgusted with me, aren't you? I adore you Legolas, but if the feeling is no longer mutual I will understand," Lintelossëwen said and she hung her head.
"Lintelossëwen, I love you. Nothing changes that. I care not about your past, for I know that deep down you are good and pure." Legolas said; he looked deep into her eyes and kissed her. She smiled at him lovingly.
"Go back to sleep my love," Legolas said. Lintelossëwen obeyed and laid down on her blanket. It was well past Legolas' shift and even Tarlammenion's shift; but Legolas did not feel like sleeping. He sat once again by the fire, thinking. He watched Lintelossëwen, and was suddenly filled with desire for her. And try as he might he could not push that feeling aside. The desire burned in him until he could stand it no longer. He got up and walked over to Lintelossëwen; he crouched over her. Legolas kissed the nape of her neck. Lintelossëwen was already awake. Apparently she couldn't sleep either. He tugged at her shirt; untying it and pulling it down.
"Legolas, what are you doing?" Lintelossëwen laughed.
"Undressing you, my love," Legolas said with a wicked smile, "I wish to be intimate with you. If that is to your liking."
"Nothing would give me more pleasure," She replied. Legolas' tunic and undershirt fell to the ground. He could feel Lintelossëwen's lips teasing his heated skin. Her hands went down to his pants. Legolas groaned in anticipation.
"Must you two do that when I am trying to sleep?" Tarlammenion whined. Lintelossëwen and Legolas separated quickly. Legolas grabbed his tunic and slunk back to his position in front of the fire. He sat there for the rest of the night, hot and bothered.
Lintelossëwen felt the morning sun on her skin. She stirred from her slumber and looked around. Legolas had fallen asleep by the fire, Tarlammenion slept soundly under the tree. Gimli lay not to far from him, snoring loudly. Legolas awoke.
"So, which way do we go now?" Legolas asked. Lintelossëwen stood up and looked around, at the moment nothing looked familiar. She would just have to wander around till she got her bearings.
"I'm not entirely certain at the moment, but I know we have quite a climb ahead of us." Lintelossëwen said, she new that a small mountain range laid between them and the next town where they could rest. It would be hard going for at least two days. They had a light breakfast and were off before the sun had risen above the horizon. They wandered aimlessly for about two hours.
"I think we're lost," Tarlammenion whined.
"We're not lost," Lintelossëwen said, "I'm just not entirely sure of where we are." She looked around, nothing looked familiar. But she kept walking. She suddenly became aware that Legolas was walking besides her. She looked at him, and he smiled at her suggestively. Wow, she thought, who would have known that this quiet, reserved, elvish prince could be such a nymphomaniac. She smiled to her self, he's not an awful lot unlike me, she thought. She desired him, last night he had peaked her interest and she was left unsatisfied. She found it hard to concentrate on where she was going, with him so near. He walked right besides her, and she could feel the warmth from his body, she could smell him. Damn he smells good, she thought. It was taking every ounce of her self-control to keep herself from jumping him right then and there. She could not, not with Gimli and Tarlammenion so near. They probably wouldn't get a chance to be alone until they reached another town; it was too dangerous to leave the rest of the group by themselves. Legolas must have thought of this too because he leaned close and whispered in her ear.
"Please tell me that there is a town nearby." He said.
"Over the mountain, at the foot hills, there is a town," She replied, she shuddered to feel him so close and not be able to touch him. All the sudden Legolas stopped in his tracks.
"We are being followed." He said.
"Yes, I know. It's Eriâion." She said, "But worry not. He is wounded and out numbered he will not attack until he is healed. And even then he will wait until I am alone. We are safe for now." She continued on; still not sure of where she was going.
"We're hopelessly lost, aren't we?" Tarlammenion asked.
"It's not hopeless, I have a vague recollection of this place. We're going in the right direction." Lintelossëwen replied, she was really getting sick of his pessimism. After a few more hours of wandering they could see the mountains on the horizon.
"See, there are the mountains." Lintelossëwen gloated; she turned to Tarlammenion. "I told you I knew where I was going."
"What are you talking about?" Tarlammenion said innocently, "I never doubted you for a second." They both laughed. Wow, Lintelossëwen thought, this is the first time I've laughed with him instead of at him. She suddenly felt a little more at ease.
"We can continue on until we reach the foot hills then we'll stop for the night." Lintelossëwen said.
"Sounds good to me." Legolas said.