A little bit fluffy in the beginning, but then... you'll have to read yourselves...*gg*
Chapter 3: You are something special
Legolas sat beside the bed and watched Caro thoughtfully. He thought over their little 'accident' again and wondered who she really was. He didn't even know her name. But somehow he believed, that this girl knew him. It had been in her eyes, when she had turned round to watch who had been behind her. A bright shining, like the light of stars had captured her eyes. Legolas wanted to see this light again, but Caro's eyes remained closed.
// The healer might have given her some drugs, so she can sleep... he said she will recover soon, but when will she awake... I want to know her name...//
His eyes wandered from her eyes to her long, dark hair. They looked like a dark brown stream on the snow - white sheets of the Elven bed. Legolas was fascinated by the beauty of the contras between nearly black and white.
Lost in thought he slowly stretched out his hand and started to play with a strand of Caro's hair. The feeling of her velvety hair let him calm down. He even forgot, that he would soon have to justify himself to his father.
King Thranduil was a fierce and severe, but fair man. He confessed openly, if he had made a mistake, but something he didn't like was, if somebody didn't ask him for permission. He always said, that his rules and laws were necessary, and if anybody wasn't alright with them, he would be ready to discuss them. But nobody dared to.
But now his father was unimportant to Legolas. It was only him and this girl. A light grin passed his lips, has he thought of the fact, that he stared at a human.
//Something about her is different. Yes, she's mortal. That's the biggest difference, but...I don't know... no Elven maid has this remarkable something... though I don't know what it is, it keeps me staying at her side.//
Again Legolas' look fixed on Caro's closed eyes. Her lashes had the same colour as her hair and produced the same effect on him. Her pale face was slightly flushed at her cheeks and small, glittering drops of sweat brightened up her forehead. She looked so entirely vulnerable to Legolas and a strong wish to protect her arose within his heart. Studying her face once more his whole attention suddenly was focused on one part of Caro's face.
// Those lips. Red lips...//His whole mind was occupied by them. Reddish, slightly parted lips...
Caro moaned silently in her sleep. While she was turning her had towards Legolas another wish crept to the prince's Thoughts. Something he never had expected he would someday not resist it.
Slowly he stood up from the chair and stepped closely to the bed. Carefully he took hold of Caro's hand and a little bit hesitating he bent down. Her lips were his desired target. He wanted to feel them. He wanted to know, if they tasted as wonderful as they looked like.
Legolas's heart began to pound madly. A little bit confused he stopped and looked at Caro again. His object of desire was only 15 centimetres away, but he suddenly didn't know what to do.
// Maybe it's wrong. But it feels so...right... Maybe she doesn't even like me and I, I want to kiss her while she is sleeping. And what will my father say if he finds out? He always said Don't fall in love with mortals...it only causes pain.. But that had been before the war. Now he only hates them. But I think I'm old enough to decide for myself... and I think, that she won't even feel the kiss, cause the healer gave her drugs... And what can I lose?//
So he bent further down. He already felt Caro's steady, rhythmic breath on his cheek. Soon he would have done it. Only a few millimetres more...
Suddenly the door of the healer's chamber burst open and four royal guards came towards Legolas. Surprised he stood tall and turned around, his hands on the handle of his dagger.
"Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, "one of the guards announced "you are arrested in the name of King Thranduil. He told us to take you with us. He wants to speak with you, because of this..." the guard threw a quick glare at Caro "...subject."
Another guard, that seemed older than the first, added more friendly, "Legolas, come with us. We don't want to hurt you. But we'll have no choice, if you don't follow us voluntarily."
Anger filled Legolas as he followed the guards. His father had ordered to arrest him. He had expected his father would come to the healer's chamber and talk with him about what he did. But that?
When they reached the big council - hall King Thranduil sat on the throne in the back. Legolas wanted to go straight to him, but was held back by the guards. In disbelief he stared at his father, who gave him a sign with his left hand, that he should kneel down in front of him. Refusing he was dragged by the guards in front of the throne and was forced to his knees.
"Father..." Legolas started to complain.
"Hold your tongue!" the King yelled, and with a calmer voice he continued, "You think you are something special? That you can bend or break every rule? You are an Elf like every other man in my kingdom. This rules and laws I make have the same value to you like they have to the others. And you broke one of them. You led a MORTAL subject into my palace. It's war out there. This human can be a spy..."
With a gesture of his hand King Thranduil showed the guards to leave the hall. When they had closed the door he stood up from his throne and stepped in front of his still kneeling son.
"You don't even want to defend yourself? Hmm?..."
Legolas didn't even notice the sarcastic tone in the King's voice. His mind and thoughts were blocked by the anger and hatred he felt.
// I know I broke a law. But why does he have to treat me like a murderer or an enemy? Just because she's mortal doesn't mean she's an enemy. And why does he always look at me that way? He looks at me if I'm a little child. If I don't know what's wrong or right. He always thinks he's superior.//
Slowly he got up and looked into his father's eyes.
"You always said, we, the Elves, are the wisest people in Middle - Earth. Didn't you?" Legolas asked in a harsh voice.
Surprised the King answered, "Yes I did. But what do you want to say?"
" If we are as wise as you always say, we should know whether a stranger is an enemy or not. Am I right? Tell me, do you think a Man with a bagand a bloodstained Elven dagger is dangerous?"
"Absolutely, but..."
"No, just say 'yes' or 'no'."
"Yes, I would consider him to be dangerous."
" And what about a young, worn out girl? Ill, without any food or bag? The only thing she possesses are strange clothes?..."
//...and an Elven dagger...// he added giggling in his thoughts.
"Er...I don't know... she doesn't seem dangerous to me, but one cannot know, if she just pretends being ill..."
" You are always so mistrustful. Why can't you just believe once, that human's aren't dangerous?"
"You want to tell me, that I have to trust in the most cruel people of Middle - Earth?" the King snapped. "you haven't seen them destroying the woods. They are dangerous animals. If they are in a group they don't think, they just do, what the strongest of them wants."
" You don't understand." Legolas replied. "If you would only come to the healer's chamber and watch her sleeping..."
Slowly he began to doubt if he'd ever persuade his father. " Don't let a prejudice lead your way..."
That had been his last argument, but this one didn't miss his target. The King began to think. He didn't want to confess, that his son was right. He hadn't seen the Human. He didn't know if she was dangerous. He had been led by the usual prejudice against mortal beings. Suddenly Legolas sighed and the King noticed the deep concern for this girl in this sigh.
"Legolas, you know, you deserve a punishment. And I know the best one in this case: You will have to guard this human girl, until she leaves Mirkwood. She can stay here until she's well again, but then I expect her to leave. And you will accompany her when she has to. During the time she lives in my palace, you'll have to stay with her every second. She will sleep in an extra - bed in your room. And IF she does anything wrong, you are the one who is responsible."
The King found this idea very amusing. // He will curse himself, that he brought her into my palace. Humans aren't a very interesting company... though they are better than Dwarfs. I bet after a few days he'll want to vanish...//
Legolas couldn't believe what his father just had ordered.
// I HAVE to be at her side? He thinks it's a punishment, but... I don't know...I'm really happy. This girl will teach me everything I want to know about Human. I always heard they are dangerous, stupid and brutal, but I can't believe they are like that...//
He bowed to his father.
" As it may please you." he said and left the hall.
Legolas went through the corridors of the palace. Somehow he was pleased by himself. He had partly convinced his father, who normally was extremely stubborn.
When Legolas reached the healer's chamber, he hesitated. Thinking of Caro again, he found it quite unfair, what he had wanted to do. He decided not to let these thoughts occupy his mind and opened the door. Caro lay in her bed as usual, but she looked much better.
// Maybe she'll awake soon...// he thought, while he sat down on the chair beside the bed.
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How did you like it? Next chapter she'll wake up and find her prince...
Chapter 3: You are something special
Legolas sat beside the bed and watched Caro thoughtfully. He thought over their little 'accident' again and wondered who she really was. He didn't even know her name. But somehow he believed, that this girl knew him. It had been in her eyes, when she had turned round to watch who had been behind her. A bright shining, like the light of stars had captured her eyes. Legolas wanted to see this light again, but Caro's eyes remained closed.
// The healer might have given her some drugs, so she can sleep... he said she will recover soon, but when will she awake... I want to know her name...//
His eyes wandered from her eyes to her long, dark hair. They looked like a dark brown stream on the snow - white sheets of the Elven bed. Legolas was fascinated by the beauty of the contras between nearly black and white.
Lost in thought he slowly stretched out his hand and started to play with a strand of Caro's hair. The feeling of her velvety hair let him calm down. He even forgot, that he would soon have to justify himself to his father.
King Thranduil was a fierce and severe, but fair man. He confessed openly, if he had made a mistake, but something he didn't like was, if somebody didn't ask him for permission. He always said, that his rules and laws were necessary, and if anybody wasn't alright with them, he would be ready to discuss them. But nobody dared to.
But now his father was unimportant to Legolas. It was only him and this girl. A light grin passed his lips, has he thought of the fact, that he stared at a human.
//Something about her is different. Yes, she's mortal. That's the biggest difference, but...I don't know... no Elven maid has this remarkable something... though I don't know what it is, it keeps me staying at her side.//
Again Legolas' look fixed on Caro's closed eyes. Her lashes had the same colour as her hair and produced the same effect on him. Her pale face was slightly flushed at her cheeks and small, glittering drops of sweat brightened up her forehead. She looked so entirely vulnerable to Legolas and a strong wish to protect her arose within his heart. Studying her face once more his whole attention suddenly was focused on one part of Caro's face.
// Those lips. Red lips...//His whole mind was occupied by them. Reddish, slightly parted lips...
Caro moaned silently in her sleep. While she was turning her had towards Legolas another wish crept to the prince's Thoughts. Something he never had expected he would someday not resist it.
Slowly he stood up from the chair and stepped closely to the bed. Carefully he took hold of Caro's hand and a little bit hesitating he bent down. Her lips were his desired target. He wanted to feel them. He wanted to know, if they tasted as wonderful as they looked like.
Legolas's heart began to pound madly. A little bit confused he stopped and looked at Caro again. His object of desire was only 15 centimetres away, but he suddenly didn't know what to do.
// Maybe it's wrong. But it feels so...right... Maybe she doesn't even like me and I, I want to kiss her while she is sleeping. And what will my father say if he finds out? He always said Don't fall in love with mortals...it only causes pain.. But that had been before the war. Now he only hates them. But I think I'm old enough to decide for myself... and I think, that she won't even feel the kiss, cause the healer gave her drugs... And what can I lose?//
So he bent further down. He already felt Caro's steady, rhythmic breath on his cheek. Soon he would have done it. Only a few millimetres more...
Suddenly the door of the healer's chamber burst open and four royal guards came towards Legolas. Surprised he stood tall and turned around, his hands on the handle of his dagger.
"Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, "one of the guards announced "you are arrested in the name of King Thranduil. He told us to take you with us. He wants to speak with you, because of this..." the guard threw a quick glare at Caro "...subject."
Another guard, that seemed older than the first, added more friendly, "Legolas, come with us. We don't want to hurt you. But we'll have no choice, if you don't follow us voluntarily."
Anger filled Legolas as he followed the guards. His father had ordered to arrest him. He had expected his father would come to the healer's chamber and talk with him about what he did. But that?
When they reached the big council - hall King Thranduil sat on the throne in the back. Legolas wanted to go straight to him, but was held back by the guards. In disbelief he stared at his father, who gave him a sign with his left hand, that he should kneel down in front of him. Refusing he was dragged by the guards in front of the throne and was forced to his knees.
"Father..." Legolas started to complain.
"Hold your tongue!" the King yelled, and with a calmer voice he continued, "You think you are something special? That you can bend or break every rule? You are an Elf like every other man in my kingdom. This rules and laws I make have the same value to you like they have to the others. And you broke one of them. You led a MORTAL subject into my palace. It's war out there. This human can be a spy..."
With a gesture of his hand King Thranduil showed the guards to leave the hall. When they had closed the door he stood up from his throne and stepped in front of his still kneeling son.
"You don't even want to defend yourself? Hmm?..."
Legolas didn't even notice the sarcastic tone in the King's voice. His mind and thoughts were blocked by the anger and hatred he felt.
// I know I broke a law. But why does he have to treat me like a murderer or an enemy? Just because she's mortal doesn't mean she's an enemy. And why does he always look at me that way? He looks at me if I'm a little child. If I don't know what's wrong or right. He always thinks he's superior.//
Slowly he got up and looked into his father's eyes.
"You always said, we, the Elves, are the wisest people in Middle - Earth. Didn't you?" Legolas asked in a harsh voice.
Surprised the King answered, "Yes I did. But what do you want to say?"
" If we are as wise as you always say, we should know whether a stranger is an enemy or not. Am I right? Tell me, do you think a Man with a bagand a bloodstained Elven dagger is dangerous?"
"Absolutely, but..."
"No, just say 'yes' or 'no'."
"Yes, I would consider him to be dangerous."
" And what about a young, worn out girl? Ill, without any food or bag? The only thing she possesses are strange clothes?..."
//...and an Elven dagger...// he added giggling in his thoughts.
"Er...I don't know... she doesn't seem dangerous to me, but one cannot know, if she just pretends being ill..."
" You are always so mistrustful. Why can't you just believe once, that human's aren't dangerous?"
"You want to tell me, that I have to trust in the most cruel people of Middle - Earth?" the King snapped. "you haven't seen them destroying the woods. They are dangerous animals. If they are in a group they don't think, they just do, what the strongest of them wants."
" You don't understand." Legolas replied. "If you would only come to the healer's chamber and watch her sleeping..."
Slowly he began to doubt if he'd ever persuade his father. " Don't let a prejudice lead your way..."
That had been his last argument, but this one didn't miss his target. The King began to think. He didn't want to confess, that his son was right. He hadn't seen the Human. He didn't know if she was dangerous. He had been led by the usual prejudice against mortal beings. Suddenly Legolas sighed and the King noticed the deep concern for this girl in this sigh.
"Legolas, you know, you deserve a punishment. And I know the best one in this case: You will have to guard this human girl, until she leaves Mirkwood. She can stay here until she's well again, but then I expect her to leave. And you will accompany her when she has to. During the time she lives in my palace, you'll have to stay with her every second. She will sleep in an extra - bed in your room. And IF she does anything wrong, you are the one who is responsible."
The King found this idea very amusing. // He will curse himself, that he brought her into my palace. Humans aren't a very interesting company... though they are better than Dwarfs. I bet after a few days he'll want to vanish...//
Legolas couldn't believe what his father just had ordered.
// I HAVE to be at her side? He thinks it's a punishment, but... I don't know...I'm really happy. This girl will teach me everything I want to know about Human. I always heard they are dangerous, stupid and brutal, but I can't believe they are like that...//
He bowed to his father.
" As it may please you." he said and left the hall.
Legolas went through the corridors of the palace. Somehow he was pleased by himself. He had partly convinced his father, who normally was extremely stubborn.
When Legolas reached the healer's chamber, he hesitated. Thinking of Caro again, he found it quite unfair, what he had wanted to do. He decided not to let these thoughts occupy his mind and opened the door. Caro lay in her bed as usual, but she looked much better.
// Maybe she'll awake soon...// he thought, while he sat down on the chair beside the bed.
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How did you like it? Next chapter she'll wake up and find her prince...
