Incase I confuse you, Remlin is the man that tried to commit rape and his partner and friend is named Ditunio. It's important that you know that in this chapter. In the Shadows of an Alley is not a very good name of this chapter! O well!

In the Shadows of an Alley

Ditunio looked on with angry eyes as he watched men of Gondor pull away Remlin's body off the ground. He stood deep in the shadows of the alley, away from the eyes of the men. He had seen an elf kill his partner in the alley of Main Street. Ditunio was too scrawny to kill the elf all by himself. By the time Ditunio had made it to the alley where his friend usually stayed in, it was too late. Remlin was dead. "Why did Remlin decide to play with girls in the street alleys?" Ditunio muttered under his breath. "He's ruined everything! I can't steal anything any longer by myself!" he growled.

She clenched his fists to his sides as the men of Gondor disappeared around a corner, carrying the carcass of his old friend. "Curse the elves. Curse that blond one! I will kill him when I find him!" he muttered.

Ditunio pushed away some of the black hair that fell over his dark brown eyes. His face was in a scowl. "You just wait, you pretty elf!" he said, disappearing through a small door in he corner of the alley. "Just you wait."



Legolas frowned a little suddenly.

"What might be wrong, Legolas?" Elmeraith asked softly. "You look troubled."

Legolas shook his head and faked a smile. "I know not. I might feel tired, but something keeps on telling me something is wrong."

"You mean between us?" she cried.

"No," he shook his head. "Something else…nothing to do with us being friends…but me. Someone is hunting me, I believe," he said. He suddenly shook his head. "It must have been a dream I don't remember. I don't see why anyone would want to hunt be down these days," he guessed.

"Legolas! Legolas!" they both heard Eldarion call out from above. Not far away was Eldarion bending from a balcony. "Legolas, dinner will be shortly! Weren't you going to get clothing for tonight since you only had garments from Mirkwood…"

Legolas slapped his head. "Oh, no! I lost track of the time!" he called to Eldarion.

Legolas turned to Elmeraith. "I will see you before long. I'm sorry I have to leave so quick," he said apologetically.

She nodded. "No, don't be silly! Hurry or you'll be late."

Legolas nodded and took off with Eldarion hurrying behind him.



Legolas held up a cape. "These clothes are so different from what I wear," he exclaimed. "I've seen so many others wear clothes as these, but I never knew I'd be wearing any of them!"

Eldarion laughed. "Well we must hurry or we'll be late! I've never been late, but I better get used to the feeling if I ever have to do this again with you," Eldarion said.

Legolas looked confused. "What do you mean? I'm hardly ever late!" he said.

"Oh, but after you've been stumbling over my sister, who knows how many times you'll loose track of time. Anyways, I thought you might wear…" (Eldarion would joke like that)

"I do not like Elmeraith that way!" Legolas snapped, feeling his cheeks and ears burning with embarrassment.

"I'll pretend I never noticed if you want me too," Eldarion said with a chuckle.

Eldarion began babbling on about clothes, but Legolas wasn't going to let the subject drop so easily. "Alright," he snapped in the middle of Eldarion's sentence. "Name one sign that I've shown, as in a sign that meant I liked Elmeraith." Legolas smiled. 'He can't come up with one,' thought Legolas.

Eldarion cleared his throat. "First, you were enjoying talking to her so much that you wouldn't even get your eyes off her when we were yelling at you to have a toast, second, you should have seen that look in your eyes when you brought her home last night, third, you were waiting for her or with her ever since you woke up, and fourth, you snuck into her room last night and this morning," Eldarion gave a victorious smile. "Are those enough reasons?"

Legolas frowned in defeat. 'Do I really like her that much?' he wondered to himself. "You need not say more," he sighed sadly.



Legolas returned to the castle, not wearing green this time, but blue. His vest was gray-blue and gold buttons were placed on it. A long blue cape went over his back and would briefly touch the ground from time to time.

Elmeraith came down the hall, humming to herself, an elvish song her mother would sing. "Legolas, you look like a true man of Gondor!" Elmeraith cried out, as she caught sight of him.

Legolas shook his head. "Suchlike you say about my garments matters none, for I look ridiculous!" he answered.

She smiled and took his hand. "We match. Let us enter together."

He laughed. "Is that the reason why you want to make an entrance with me?" he said playfully. "Because we match!"

"No, not in the slightest!" she said, squeezing his hand. He smiled. He loved to feel her hand in his.

I already had a total awesome idea in my head! Just you wait *HAHAHA*

Lauren