CHAPTER II-Coping Up

*Italicized words are in the first person point-of-view "Legolas"

I still can't believe that I accepted Lord Elrond's request to guard his daughter. Legolas thought glumly. Sure, she is quite beautiful; with long brown hair and eyes that is as blue as the sky. Her lips red and full. But in Legolas' opinion, she is not so. not so Elvish! He just sighed and smiled inwardly at the thought of being with her for the longest time imaginable. He saw her by the bridge. Her legs dangled above the water as she stared at her reflection on the water. Legolas joined her and she looked up at him. " Is this real Legolas?" Esilan asked. Her blue eyes full of questions. "This explains why I did not see my father." Her eyes reverted back at the water. Legolas studied her face. " Not all things can be answered, Princess" he answered. "But I can tell you now, that this is not a dream as you think it is" "Do you think I can do what Lord. um. my father expects me to do?" she asked again as she sighed and threw a pebble on the river. "That's why I'm here! To teach you things you need to know" Legolas answered comfortingly. "Now, let not gloom take over you. Let's get started" Esilan dragged her feet up and stared at her dress. " Where can I get some clothes to change into? Something like the ones your wearing." She grinned. "And by the way, will you teach me how to fight just like your people?" 'What?' Legolas thought, in a shock. I was tasked to enlighten her about the ways of royalty yet she wants me to teach her how to slay?

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Elrond stood by his window and watched his daughter below. "She is not as you expected her to be?" Gandalf's voice floated in. Elrond sighed. "Yes my old friend. She preferred to learn how to fight than taking my place as a ruler. For goodness sake! She even refused to wear a dress!" he surveyed Esilan below, wearing a pair of brown breeches, lace up boots and loose shirt. Gandalf laughed. "She is entitled to her own decisions, Elrond. But have you already told her about your promise to King Thranduil?" The elf-king of northern Mirkwood, Thranduil, father of Legolas and Elrond's good friend have asked Lord Elrond to have his daughter bear Legolas an heir. "Not yet, Gandalf" Elrond answered back. "But I'm telling Legolas about this in a short while."

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"Very good!" Boromir praised Esilan for the good work. Legolas wondered where she gets her energy to get on with all this rigorous and tiring activities. Legolas was just through teaching her how to use a bow, and now, she got Boromir to teach her how to fight using a sword. It would have been fun watching her struggle with the heavy craft if Lord Elrond did not take Legolas' attention away. An important 'thing' he has said. Something Legolas should know soon. (You all know what it would be, right?) Even though Boromir did not say nor show it, he found Esilan rather appealing despite the drab she was wearing now. He knew how beautiful she would look in a dress or better yet, without it. Wild thoughts began to race in his mind as Esilan blocked all his attacks with a sword. He was so engrossed in his fantasies that he lost concentration with their training. He snapped out of it when Esilan tackled him to the ground and laughed at her victory. " Gotcha'!" she grinned and got up. " Catch you later!" she called as she raced to the woods. Boromir got to his feet and followed her.