All right the votes are in and it's a landslide!! Thanks all!! 181 reviews, this is good for my ego!!! Oh, I forgot to describe Syri--Green eyes and red hair, Qui's hair is black…
Chapter 36--Quick Stop In Minas Tirith
At noon they could see Minas Tirith in the distance. "We could travel a lot faster if we all had horses," Syri commented.
"Neither Legolas or I have any coins right now," Aragorn explained.
"Qui and I do so we will get the horses and you can pay us back later," Syri said casually.
"Aragorn and I will have to wait outside the city," Boromir said.
Syri gave him a sharp look, but didn't ask. "No matter, we will handle it," she said.
"I am going with you," Legolas said.
"No, to risky, you stay here," Aragorn said.
"Do not talk to me like a child, Aragorn!! I did not ask for permission to go, I said I am going," Legolas snapped.
"I am responsible for you, you are staying," Aragorn returned. "I am still your guardian."
"Damn your responsibility!! I am capable of being responsible for myself and I am going," Legolas said. He pulled out his cloak and put it on. Turning, he walked off towards the city. "Are you coming, Qui, Syri?"
"We will not let him out of our sight, I swear," Syri said to a fuming Aragorn. She and Qui followed Legolas. It didn't take long to catch up with him.
"He is only trying to keep you safe, Legolas. He was horribly upset when you died," Syri said.
"I know--" Legolas sighed. "--I just do not like him babying me."
"Punch him in the nose next time, might make him stop," Syri joked.
Legolas grinned slyly. "I all ready did that once," he said.
Syri grinned, eyes sparkling. "Really, I want to hear about that later," she said.
Before long they reached the city gates. The guard looked them over indifferently, not even bothered by the fact one was cloaked. "Do you enter Minas Tirith for business or pleasure?" he asked.
"Business," Syri responded.
The guard nodded. "You may enter," he said. The three of them entered the city.
"It is huge," Legolas remarked as he looked around him. "I wish I did not have to wear this annoying cloak," he grumbled.
"If you did not Qui would have to beat admirers off you with his club," Syri teased.
Legolas blushed. Maybe the cloak wasn't so bad after all. At least Syri couldn't see him blush this way. "So which way are we going?" he asked.
"First a cold drink then we will get the horses," Syri said and headed for a tavern.
Legolas frowned. "Are you sure that is a wise idea?" he asked.
"Why not? All we are going to do is have one drink," Syri said.
Legolas was still not sure it was a wise idea, but he followed her inside with Qui close behind him. Once they entered Syri found a table and they sat down.
A bar wench came over to them immediately. "What can I bring you?" she asked.
"Two dark ales and a glass of fruit juice," Syri said.
The bar wench nodded and hurried off towards the bar, ignoring the many pinches and pats she got from patrons. She brought the drinks, took the coins from Syri and left again.
Syri picked up her mug and drained half of it. "Ahh, I needed that," she said. "This is not so bad, right Sian?"
Legolas didn't get a chance to answer as two men came over to their table. Both were glaring at Syri with hate etched on their faces. "You have a lot of nerve showing up here, mercenary princess!!" one snarled.
"Hello Turk and Gorm, been a long time though not nearly long enough," Syri sneered.
Legolas groaned inwardly as both men's eyes narrowed. This didn't look good at all….
Maybe we'll have a good old bar brawl!!! R/R please!!
