Chapter Four:
Chosen to gather wood the next day, the two elves ventured up the side of the tree-dotted hill and wandered into an ancient ruin overlooking a scenic view of the river. They had now become friends, having shared some intimate details and found common ground. In fact, she had grown very fond of him as she stared up into his face while he stared down at hers. She saw the heavy burden of the responsibilities he carried and the tiny marks left by battle scars on his smooth skin. She had almost given herself away when his long hair tickled her chin, but remained motionless still. Now, while they explored these ancient ruins, he began to ask her questions that might let him know more about her. Climbing over a rune-inscribed stone, he asked
"If we complete this quest, will you return to your home?"
"I'm not sure. I don't know if my father will accept me," she responded.
"Whereabouts does your father live?" he questioned rather curiously.
"He resides in the land of Lorien," she responded hesitantly.
Legolas then dared to ask her the question that puzzled him since they met.
"Who is your father and why did he try to force to marry?"
After a short pause she cautioned, "I'm afraid I can't tell you, for the answers are secret."
"You have quite a few secrets for an elf girl," he responded, intrigued. He took a step closer to her and watched her as she turned around to face him.
"They're my secrets to keep," she responded stubbornly. Legolas realized he had touched on a sweet spot and, closing the space between them, said sweetly,
"Well, how would I learn of these secrets?"
Alatia paused, and took a good look at the inquiring elf. He was obviously on her side, and she trusted him enough to be honest with herself about her feelings for him.
"Well." she said seductively, bringing her lips inches away from his. ".You would have to find a way into my heart."
Legolas's lips touched hers and he was completely lost in her for a brief moment. He felt her hands moving stealthily across his back into his quiver of arrows, and before he knew it, she spun around quickly and released an arrow into the heart of an orc hiding in the trees. Absolutely stunned, he heard her whisper
"It's unsafe here, we must warn the others."
She tugged at his arm to follow her. Legolas was still lost in a whirlwind of emotions as he tried to recollect himself. They ran down to the group yelling and shooting orcs as fast as they could.
Chosen to gather wood the next day, the two elves ventured up the side of the tree-dotted hill and wandered into an ancient ruin overlooking a scenic view of the river. They had now become friends, having shared some intimate details and found common ground. In fact, she had grown very fond of him as she stared up into his face while he stared down at hers. She saw the heavy burden of the responsibilities he carried and the tiny marks left by battle scars on his smooth skin. She had almost given herself away when his long hair tickled her chin, but remained motionless still. Now, while they explored these ancient ruins, he began to ask her questions that might let him know more about her. Climbing over a rune-inscribed stone, he asked
"If we complete this quest, will you return to your home?"
"I'm not sure. I don't know if my father will accept me," she responded.
"Whereabouts does your father live?" he questioned rather curiously.
"He resides in the land of Lorien," she responded hesitantly.
Legolas then dared to ask her the question that puzzled him since they met.
"Who is your father and why did he try to force to marry?"
After a short pause she cautioned, "I'm afraid I can't tell you, for the answers are secret."
"You have quite a few secrets for an elf girl," he responded, intrigued. He took a step closer to her and watched her as she turned around to face him.
"They're my secrets to keep," she responded stubbornly. Legolas realized he had touched on a sweet spot and, closing the space between them, said sweetly,
"Well, how would I learn of these secrets?"
Alatia paused, and took a good look at the inquiring elf. He was obviously on her side, and she trusted him enough to be honest with herself about her feelings for him.
"Well." she said seductively, bringing her lips inches away from his. ".You would have to find a way into my heart."
Legolas's lips touched hers and he was completely lost in her for a brief moment. He felt her hands moving stealthily across his back into his quiver of arrows, and before he knew it, she spun around quickly and released an arrow into the heart of an orc hiding in the trees. Absolutely stunned, he heard her whisper
"It's unsafe here, we must warn the others."
She tugged at his arm to follow her. Legolas was still lost in a whirlwind of emotions as he tried to recollect himself. They ran down to the group yelling and shooting orcs as fast as they could.