Hey all! Well, the part where she gets captured is merely not the story. It
really just helps Legolas and Elmeraith to actually like each other as
friends better. Even though they had fun at the table, in here, Legolas is
sort of put to himself, enjoying the forest when he can, and being with
people when he must…anyways, READ ON! Hope you enjoy! It's only the
beginning…Mwhaa haa haa…
Finally Home
Legolas seemed to collapse as he set Elmeraith down. He hadn't enjoyed explaining to the guards why they were outside the gates at such an hour, but he had finally come up with a quick excuse and hurried into the castle. Arwen, Aragorn, Ellrolin, Elhenin, and Eldarion all were rushing towards Legolas and Elmeraith down the winding stairs.
"Elmeraith, you're alright, honey," Arwen said, throwing herself at Elmeraith and weeping over her shoulder.
"I was so scared, mother," Elmeraith whined as a silent tear fell from her eye.
"Don't you ever do that to me again!" her mother cried in a half scold, half happy kind of way. "I'm so glad you are home. But please don't ever do it again!"
Aragorn wrapped his arms around the both of them. "I can't believe you snuck out. Don't you see why we have rules, now? I would rather mother's necklace be lost forever than my daughter's be stolen and killed."
"Yes, father," Elmeraith answered.
Aragorn turned to Legolas. "Where was she?"
Legolas was hesitant for a moment. "Um…Aragorn…she 'was' stolen."
"She what?" Elhenin cried out. More than ever she felt guilty.
"I found her in an alley…"
"But how do you know she was kidnapped?" Eldarion interrupted.
Ellrolin tried to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the many comments and objections.
"Legolas found me. A man had taken me, father. Legolas saved me," Elmeraith squeaked a reply.
"And what became of the man?" Aragorn said. "I will have his head if I find him! And…"
Elmeraith shuffled her feet.
"No, Aragorn, that won't be necessary. I killed him," Legolas said. He acted as if it were no big deal (you have to remember that he killed many orcs).
"It was self defense," Elmeraith added.
Aragorn seemed to know more than what they had said so far. "And what was he doing to you, Elmeraith, when Legolas found you?" he asked, cocking a brow. No answer came right away.
Elmeraith looked down. She felt embarrassed by the whole situation. She was scared when the man had tried to rape her. She hated discussing it in front of all of them together. "He…he tried to rape me," she blurted out. Gasps came from her sisters. Elhenin began to wobble as if she lost all knowledge of walking. Eldarion grabbed her just in time, before she fell over. "What did I do?" she asked faintly. "She could have been dead!"
"You had a horrible idea!" snapped Aragorn at Elhenin. "You're punishment is going to be the worst, though I'm not sure what it'll be."
Aragorn turned to Legolas.
"Thank you, Legolas, Aragorn finally said. "I will repay you as soon as I can come up with a reward."
Legolas nodded, but found no words of reply. An idea flashed in his mind of what would be the best reward, but he didn't mention it. He, himself, was embarrassed of the thought.
"I'm going to bed now. I need sleep," Elmeraith said quietly.
"You do that," said Arwen. "I'll be with you to talk in the morning. Nothing really happened though, right? He didn't do it to you, right?"
"No," Elmeraith answered softly. "No, he didn't."
Arwen sighed with relief. "I guess you'll be fine then, but you are forbid to ever go out in the city with anyone at all, EVER, till you are twenty. That will be in three months. Just never ever sneak out again. What if we had lost you…?"
"Alright, mother," Elmeraith interrupted. She hated the thought that she could have died. That man would have surely killed her after he had what he wanted.
'And to think that I hated Legolas at first,' she thought. She began to walk slowly up the stairs, wrapped tightly in her jacket.
"Um, Aragorn, would you mind if I speak with Elmeraith real quickly?" Legolas asked Aragorn as he began walking away with Arwen.
Aragorn turned and nodded. "As long as she wants you to."
Legolas ran upstairs to get to Elmeraith before she was in bed. Right in the hall was where he expected her, but she seemed to have vanished. 'She must have hurried at last moment,' he thought, running towards her room.
Elmeraith examined her torn green dress. It had been one of her favorites. "Ruined," she muttered. She peeled the dress away from her sweaty skin and pushed it deep into her compost bucket. She replaced it by putting on gray pants and a white blouse. It was an outfit that she'd wear in the forest with her father. It was comfortable, more comfortable than fancy, frilly pajamas.
She sighed with relief just to be home instead of the floor of a cold, damp alley. She sat at her desk and began writing in her journal.
'Dear journal, I know that I should give Legolas a second chance now. I feel so strange that he actually…'
She stopped writing when a gentle tap was heard from her door. "Coming," she said, hiding her journal under other books. She walked to the door and slowly opened it, smiling weakly. "Oh, it's you Legolas. You want to come in?"
"Your not dressed for bed, are you? If you don't want to talk…"
"No, come in," she exclaimed, pushing the door open. "I won't be able to sleep after what happened tonight," she answered.
She lit a few candles around her room so that it was bright. He walked in and looked around for a moment. He sat on the foot at her bed and looked at her with a frown. "I'm sorry," he said.
She shook her head. "Why should you be sorry? You saved me from rape and saved my life." She took a seat next to him. "You…is your nose alright?"
He shrugged. "Yes, it's fine now. But I'm sorry it all happened to you," he said sadly. "It must have frightened you more when I killed him."
"I knew you had to do it, but it was startling," she admitted.
They sat in silence for a moment. "Yesterday," he began. (After all it was really early morning now) "When I met you, you seemed to hate me. Why was that so?"
She began nervously fidgeting with her fingers. "Well…It's just…"
"You can tell me," he whispered softly.
She sighed and gave in. "It seems that everyone wants my sister: Ellrolin. All the boys want to talk to her. I'm nineteen! Someone should have loved me by now, I think. You reminded me of how alone I would sometimes feel when first you mentioned my sister. She's prettier and politer than I. She's more of a lady," Elmeraith said sadly, turning her face away from Legolas. "She's better than me."
"I don't believe that, because that's not true," he said, laying one of his hand over hers. "She's not better than you and if it makes you feel better, I think you are prettier. I believe there is someone for everyone. Some men want a polite, ladylike girl; some men want a girl they can have fun with on adventures. If you two sisters were in Mirkwood, men would be all over you, but most wouldn't be attracted to your sister," Legolas explained. "It all just depends."
"I'd love to be in Mirkwood then," Elmeraith said with a sigh. "Everyone here seems to think I'm so unladylike. I hate the feeling," she muttered. "I just like having fun in the woods and listening to nature; not stupid tea-parties."
"Well, things are always an adventure in Mirkwood, I'll tell you that. But don't get any ideas to go running off to Mirkwood."
She laughed at his teasing and as she laughed, he reached an arm around her shoulders. They sat there for a moment. "Elmeraith," Legolas said.
"Yes, Legolas?" She said, hoping to hear something as if he loved her. She loved being so close to him. She felt lost as she listened to his breathing. It seemed as if they had met so long ago, but it really had been a short time.
"I love being with you," he said softly into her ear.
"And I love being with you," she answered.
"BUT I must go to sleep. I hope you can," he said, placing a soft kiss on her cheekbone and letting her go.
"Oh…" she said, feeling a little disappointed. "Um, Goodnight, Legolas." She fell back in her bed and pulled the covers up over her.
"I'll look for you the very moment I get up," he told her. She nodded and smiled. "Please do and when you do, get my maids to wake me if I'm still asleep."
"I don't think I could do that…" he said. He didn't want to wake her up if she was still tired.
"Oh, please do!" she begged. "But if you won't get a maid to wake me up, would you wake me up? I want to talk with you as soon as I get up."
He sighed. "As I," he admitted. "Good night, Elmeraith. I think this is the beginning of a strong friendship." He closed the door behind him after blowing the candles out. Elmeraith smiled. "Me too," she whispered to herself after he had gone. She felt safer so she snuggled into her blankets and quickly fell into slumber.
Review!
It's not over, no way! Not close. HEEHEE.
Please read some of my others. My favorite is "Aloneness as Destiny" and I think I liked it more than this one. That one was my first story, but I started and finished it this month. I'm new, so be nice 2 me in reviews. If you like this one, you'll like that one also. Alright, till next time!! This one hasn't been proof read because I'm in a rush, so sorry if you find mistakes. I'm only 13.
Finally Home
Legolas seemed to collapse as he set Elmeraith down. He hadn't enjoyed explaining to the guards why they were outside the gates at such an hour, but he had finally come up with a quick excuse and hurried into the castle. Arwen, Aragorn, Ellrolin, Elhenin, and Eldarion all were rushing towards Legolas and Elmeraith down the winding stairs.
"Elmeraith, you're alright, honey," Arwen said, throwing herself at Elmeraith and weeping over her shoulder.
"I was so scared, mother," Elmeraith whined as a silent tear fell from her eye.
"Don't you ever do that to me again!" her mother cried in a half scold, half happy kind of way. "I'm so glad you are home. But please don't ever do it again!"
Aragorn wrapped his arms around the both of them. "I can't believe you snuck out. Don't you see why we have rules, now? I would rather mother's necklace be lost forever than my daughter's be stolen and killed."
"Yes, father," Elmeraith answered.
Aragorn turned to Legolas. "Where was she?"
Legolas was hesitant for a moment. "Um…Aragorn…she 'was' stolen."
"She what?" Elhenin cried out. More than ever she felt guilty.
"I found her in an alley…"
"But how do you know she was kidnapped?" Eldarion interrupted.
Ellrolin tried to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the many comments and objections.
"Legolas found me. A man had taken me, father. Legolas saved me," Elmeraith squeaked a reply.
"And what became of the man?" Aragorn said. "I will have his head if I find him! And…"
Elmeraith shuffled her feet.
"No, Aragorn, that won't be necessary. I killed him," Legolas said. He acted as if it were no big deal (you have to remember that he killed many orcs).
"It was self defense," Elmeraith added.
Aragorn seemed to know more than what they had said so far. "And what was he doing to you, Elmeraith, when Legolas found you?" he asked, cocking a brow. No answer came right away.
Elmeraith looked down. She felt embarrassed by the whole situation. She was scared when the man had tried to rape her. She hated discussing it in front of all of them together. "He…he tried to rape me," she blurted out. Gasps came from her sisters. Elhenin began to wobble as if she lost all knowledge of walking. Eldarion grabbed her just in time, before she fell over. "What did I do?" she asked faintly. "She could have been dead!"
"You had a horrible idea!" snapped Aragorn at Elhenin. "You're punishment is going to be the worst, though I'm not sure what it'll be."
Aragorn turned to Legolas.
"Thank you, Legolas, Aragorn finally said. "I will repay you as soon as I can come up with a reward."
Legolas nodded, but found no words of reply. An idea flashed in his mind of what would be the best reward, but he didn't mention it. He, himself, was embarrassed of the thought.
"I'm going to bed now. I need sleep," Elmeraith said quietly.
"You do that," said Arwen. "I'll be with you to talk in the morning. Nothing really happened though, right? He didn't do it to you, right?"
"No," Elmeraith answered softly. "No, he didn't."
Arwen sighed with relief. "I guess you'll be fine then, but you are forbid to ever go out in the city with anyone at all, EVER, till you are twenty. That will be in three months. Just never ever sneak out again. What if we had lost you…?"
"Alright, mother," Elmeraith interrupted. She hated the thought that she could have died. That man would have surely killed her after he had what he wanted.
'And to think that I hated Legolas at first,' she thought. She began to walk slowly up the stairs, wrapped tightly in her jacket.
"Um, Aragorn, would you mind if I speak with Elmeraith real quickly?" Legolas asked Aragorn as he began walking away with Arwen.
Aragorn turned and nodded. "As long as she wants you to."
Legolas ran upstairs to get to Elmeraith before she was in bed. Right in the hall was where he expected her, but she seemed to have vanished. 'She must have hurried at last moment,' he thought, running towards her room.
Elmeraith examined her torn green dress. It had been one of her favorites. "Ruined," she muttered. She peeled the dress away from her sweaty skin and pushed it deep into her compost bucket. She replaced it by putting on gray pants and a white blouse. It was an outfit that she'd wear in the forest with her father. It was comfortable, more comfortable than fancy, frilly pajamas.
She sighed with relief just to be home instead of the floor of a cold, damp alley. She sat at her desk and began writing in her journal.
'Dear journal, I know that I should give Legolas a second chance now. I feel so strange that he actually…'
She stopped writing when a gentle tap was heard from her door. "Coming," she said, hiding her journal under other books. She walked to the door and slowly opened it, smiling weakly. "Oh, it's you Legolas. You want to come in?"
"Your not dressed for bed, are you? If you don't want to talk…"
"No, come in," she exclaimed, pushing the door open. "I won't be able to sleep after what happened tonight," she answered.
She lit a few candles around her room so that it was bright. He walked in and looked around for a moment. He sat on the foot at her bed and looked at her with a frown. "I'm sorry," he said.
She shook her head. "Why should you be sorry? You saved me from rape and saved my life." She took a seat next to him. "You…is your nose alright?"
He shrugged. "Yes, it's fine now. But I'm sorry it all happened to you," he said sadly. "It must have frightened you more when I killed him."
"I knew you had to do it, but it was startling," she admitted.
They sat in silence for a moment. "Yesterday," he began. (After all it was really early morning now) "When I met you, you seemed to hate me. Why was that so?"
She began nervously fidgeting with her fingers. "Well…It's just…"
"You can tell me," he whispered softly.
She sighed and gave in. "It seems that everyone wants my sister: Ellrolin. All the boys want to talk to her. I'm nineteen! Someone should have loved me by now, I think. You reminded me of how alone I would sometimes feel when first you mentioned my sister. She's prettier and politer than I. She's more of a lady," Elmeraith said sadly, turning her face away from Legolas. "She's better than me."
"I don't believe that, because that's not true," he said, laying one of his hand over hers. "She's not better than you and if it makes you feel better, I think you are prettier. I believe there is someone for everyone. Some men want a polite, ladylike girl; some men want a girl they can have fun with on adventures. If you two sisters were in Mirkwood, men would be all over you, but most wouldn't be attracted to your sister," Legolas explained. "It all just depends."
"I'd love to be in Mirkwood then," Elmeraith said with a sigh. "Everyone here seems to think I'm so unladylike. I hate the feeling," she muttered. "I just like having fun in the woods and listening to nature; not stupid tea-parties."
"Well, things are always an adventure in Mirkwood, I'll tell you that. But don't get any ideas to go running off to Mirkwood."
She laughed at his teasing and as she laughed, he reached an arm around her shoulders. They sat there for a moment. "Elmeraith," Legolas said.
"Yes, Legolas?" She said, hoping to hear something as if he loved her. She loved being so close to him. She felt lost as she listened to his breathing. It seemed as if they had met so long ago, but it really had been a short time.
"I love being with you," he said softly into her ear.
"And I love being with you," she answered.
"BUT I must go to sleep. I hope you can," he said, placing a soft kiss on her cheekbone and letting her go.
"Oh…" she said, feeling a little disappointed. "Um, Goodnight, Legolas." She fell back in her bed and pulled the covers up over her.
"I'll look for you the very moment I get up," he told her. She nodded and smiled. "Please do and when you do, get my maids to wake me if I'm still asleep."
"I don't think I could do that…" he said. He didn't want to wake her up if she was still tired.
"Oh, please do!" she begged. "But if you won't get a maid to wake me up, would you wake me up? I want to talk with you as soon as I get up."
He sighed. "As I," he admitted. "Good night, Elmeraith. I think this is the beginning of a strong friendship." He closed the door behind him after blowing the candles out. Elmeraith smiled. "Me too," she whispered to herself after he had gone. She felt safer so she snuggled into her blankets and quickly fell into slumber.
Review!
It's not over, no way! Not close. HEEHEE.
Please read some of my others. My favorite is "Aloneness as Destiny" and I think I liked it more than this one. That one was my first story, but I started and finished it this month. I'm new, so be nice 2 me in reviews. If you like this one, you'll like that one also. Alright, till next time!! This one hasn't been proof read because I'm in a rush, so sorry if you find mistakes. I'm only 13.
