CHAPTER 3
The three riders stopped when the Moon reached its zenith, their horses were exhausted and they were also tired and had to recover from the emotions of the day before.
At dawn, Legolas woke up first since he was the only elf, of course there was Ambralia, born from human mother and elf father but she was an half-elf maid rather lazy...
Legolas scanned the landscape, he was sitting on an uprooted tree trunk. The sun had not yet appeared but there was already some little light coming from the east.
They had stopped at the foot of a hill, strewn with small shrubs and flowers. The elf was filled with emotion.
Even if his two years spent in prison did not represent much for he who was immortal, not being be able to admire nature during these years in prison, whereas he had lived surrounded by forests, waterfalls and plains during more than 2000 years, was not easy...
Now everything was arranged, and that thanks to Ambralia. He thought she forgot about him, even after the exceptional moments they had lived together, but she didn't...
While thinking of the past, Legolas thought of all the members of the Fellowship of the Ring and his mind went to Gimli. This dear dwarf who at first hated him because he was an elf and these two species did not really appreciate each other. But the adventures they lived brought them together and a great friendship grew between these two companions very different one from the other...
About dwarfs, thought Legolas, Gimli was supposed to help me flee ?
The elf rose silently and ran towards the place where Ambralia was still asleep.
" Ambralia ! Ambralia !!Wake up !
-What... What's wrong ?! " panicked the half-elf maid as she seized her spear beside her even if she wasn't completely awake.
" And Gimli?
- Gimli ? What about him ? " she asked in a tired voice.
" He was meant to come, where is he now ?
- I'm not sure... He sent me a hymnagilde with...
- A hymnagilde ? " Ermengarte asked, he had been waken up by their voices as he was only a few meters away
" A hymnagilde is a small, very fast dragon who carries messages, it's very useful to communicate discreetly " explained quickly Legolas, then, he his beautiful, pale face towards Ambralia.
" And..? " he asked gently, seeing that the half-elf was still sleepy.
" The hymnagilde carried this message: me and my companions will arrive at the sunset of the day before the liberation at the northern edge of Irio forest... Well something like that... " added Ambralia, rubbing her large green eyes.
" And they didn't come?
-No, they were delayed by some misfortune, I just hope they're not in trouble... I sent back the hymnagilde with a message for Gimli but he still hasn't answered me... But it's probably nothing serious, a simple incident or maybe the hymnagilde got lost... "
Despite Ambralia's last words, Legolas had a bad presentiment and deeply worried for his dwarf friend...
Ambralia, who was sitting on the ground, stretched and rose with a jump.
" So, what should we do ?" she asked cheerfully.
" We could get some more sleep..."answered Ermengarte who, being the only human needed more sleep.
Legolas turned towards him, throwing a glance rather scornful:
" Carry on sleeping if you need it..."
The elf had learnt to be wary of this inferior race, humans, after the betrayal of Aragorn.
Legolas' eyes glinted with anger as he watched Ermengarte who had already fallen asleep. It was human who killed his mother... And, during a few seconds, he saw the body of his elf mother lying on the ground, blood coming out her open throat, as he had found her when he was only a child...
This vision would haunt him during all his immortality !
Legolas turned around abruptly, like if he hoped it would take this vision away, and opened his eyes. In front of him was Ambralia who starred at him with her large, expressive emerald eyes.
"Are you all right ? " she asked so softly that it was almost a whisper.
"I was thinking of... nothing. Come, let's walk..." answered Legolas, wrapping his arm around Ambralia's slim waist.
They walked silently to the tree trunk where Legolas had sat before.
This place was really peaceful.
"I'm so glad to see you again!" said Ambralia all of a sudden, after they sat down, and she snuggled up to the elf. Legolas felt her soft, golden hair on his cheek and bliss filled up his heart.
They remained a long time like this, but suddenly, everything lit up around them, they separated, for a better seeing and what they saw them in a deep enchantment : the sun was rising, escorting a golden shine and spreading light, warmth and tenderness.
Dazzled by this swarm of gilded glitter, Legolas glanced at Ambralia's illuminated face with those dark blue eyes. She was really magnificent with her long hair, filled with golden reflections and her green eyes sparkled with delight.
She looked like... an angel...
And without hesitating anymore, Legolas kissed her tenderly, bathed by the sunlight...
When they returned from their small walk, Ermengarte was still sleeping, but Legolas resolved this problem by delivering a violent kick in the lazy human's stomach. Ermengarte cried out his pain and his surprised.
" Are you crazy?!" howled the irritated man.
" At least now you're awake, no need to wait until you emerge slowly from your deep sleep " answered Legolas, gathering his little belongings.
Ermengarte rose, he was staring at the elf, a dark look on his face.
" Calm down... We don't even know where we're going so there's no hurry" said Ambralia to quiet things down.
" We must find Gimli, declared Legolas without even turning around, though keeping away from Aragorn's kingdom.
-As you say, you choose!!" Ermengarte answered sarcastically.
" If you don't agree, nobody's holding you! Go away if you want!! We should have left you in that blasted prison!" shouted Legolas.
" Nobody obliged you to release me, but now it's too late. I'm free and I don't want to stay with a pretentious elf!
Excuse me?! "Legolas was flabbergasted by the arrogance and the audacity of the man.
" Calm down... " Tried to say Ambralia.
" IN ANY CASE, I HAVE NEVER KNOWN A HUMAN WHO DESERVED THE FRIENDSHIP NOR THE RESPECT OF AN ELF!! " Howled Legolas.
Ermengarte rushed on the elf and this one had just time to throw himself backwards to avoid the man's fist. Legolas, in turn, rushed at Ermengarte and wrapped his pale hands around his neck, blocking him under his own weight.
The elf tightened his grip and Ermengarte's face, who was struggling wildly, started to redden.
Ambralia begged Legolas to calm down. She touched the elf's shoulder to pull him back, but Legolas, sitted on the man whom he was still strangling, suddenly turned his head towards Ambralia and what she saw in his eyes terrified her.
The glance of the elf glinted with a demonic gleam!
So much hatred...so much cruelty!
Ambralia disfigured him with fear and horror despite their complicity a little while ago.
Ermengarte, still under the elf's hold, profited of this moment of inadvertence to slide his arms between Legolas' and draw them aside suddenly. The elf let go of his grip, and fell backwards violently on the grass.
The half-elf maid, still deafened by the infernal glance of Legolas did not move to retain Ermengarte which, even out of breath, had already jumped on one of the horses which grazed not far, and ran away (Well, galloped away ) through the plain.
The elf, as for him, was still lying on the fresh grass, holding his face in his hands, without moving.
Ambralia approached slowly, knelt and the elf, hearing her beside him, removed his hands off his beautiful pale face to look at her.
No more demonic gleam.. No more nastiness...
Just Legolas' deep, mysterious, blue eyes...
The companions, who from now on were only two, decided to go towards the east, to visit Ambralia's uncle who provide them clothing, maps, and of course, a hiding-place.
Legolas didn't say a word about his fight with Ermengarte nor of his sudden rage. The half-elf didn't dare to ask him and thought that this hatred of the men came from Aragorn. But in the deepest of herself, she thought there was something else...
There for Legolas and Ambralia rode their horses non stop for a few days, only stopping a few hours as they didn't need a lot of sleep, even if sleeping was one of Ambralia's favourite past time. Legolas was really happy. He enjoyed every second that he passed with Ambralia. This half-elf maid will always astound me! Legolas remembered of how she helped him escape of the prison.
The elf had met her, a long time, in a forest, not far from his home, crying. He had gently approached her and within the space of two seconds, the half-elf maid was threatening him with a cold, sharp, metal blade on his pale throat. Legolas didn't have time to react despite his very good reflexes and it's only after many explanations and by repeating many times he didn't want to do her any harm that Ambralia finally removed her blade of his throat. He will remember, all along his immortality, of the half-elf's face bathed with tears where fear, pride and despair mixed strangely...
Chapter 4 soon
Plz r+r
The three riders stopped when the Moon reached its zenith, their horses were exhausted and they were also tired and had to recover from the emotions of the day before.
At dawn, Legolas woke up first since he was the only elf, of course there was Ambralia, born from human mother and elf father but she was an half-elf maid rather lazy...
Legolas scanned the landscape, he was sitting on an uprooted tree trunk. The sun had not yet appeared but there was already some little light coming from the east.
They had stopped at the foot of a hill, strewn with small shrubs and flowers. The elf was filled with emotion.
Even if his two years spent in prison did not represent much for he who was immortal, not being be able to admire nature during these years in prison, whereas he had lived surrounded by forests, waterfalls and plains during more than 2000 years, was not easy...
Now everything was arranged, and that thanks to Ambralia. He thought she forgot about him, even after the exceptional moments they had lived together, but she didn't...
While thinking of the past, Legolas thought of all the members of the Fellowship of the Ring and his mind went to Gimli. This dear dwarf who at first hated him because he was an elf and these two species did not really appreciate each other. But the adventures they lived brought them together and a great friendship grew between these two companions very different one from the other...
About dwarfs, thought Legolas, Gimli was supposed to help me flee ?
The elf rose silently and ran towards the place where Ambralia was still asleep.
" Ambralia ! Ambralia !!Wake up !
-What... What's wrong ?! " panicked the half-elf maid as she seized her spear beside her even if she wasn't completely awake.
" And Gimli?
- Gimli ? What about him ? " she asked in a tired voice.
" He was meant to come, where is he now ?
- I'm not sure... He sent me a hymnagilde with...
- A hymnagilde ? " Ermengarte asked, he had been waken up by their voices as he was only a few meters away
" A hymnagilde is a small, very fast dragon who carries messages, it's very useful to communicate discreetly " explained quickly Legolas, then, he his beautiful, pale face towards Ambralia.
" And..? " he asked gently, seeing that the half-elf was still sleepy.
" The hymnagilde carried this message: me and my companions will arrive at the sunset of the day before the liberation at the northern edge of Irio forest... Well something like that... " added Ambralia, rubbing her large green eyes.
" And they didn't come?
-No, they were delayed by some misfortune, I just hope they're not in trouble... I sent back the hymnagilde with a message for Gimli but he still hasn't answered me... But it's probably nothing serious, a simple incident or maybe the hymnagilde got lost... "
Despite Ambralia's last words, Legolas had a bad presentiment and deeply worried for his dwarf friend...
Ambralia, who was sitting on the ground, stretched and rose with a jump.
" So, what should we do ?" she asked cheerfully.
" We could get some more sleep..."answered Ermengarte who, being the only human needed more sleep.
Legolas turned towards him, throwing a glance rather scornful:
" Carry on sleeping if you need it..."
The elf had learnt to be wary of this inferior race, humans, after the betrayal of Aragorn.
Legolas' eyes glinted with anger as he watched Ermengarte who had already fallen asleep. It was human who killed his mother... And, during a few seconds, he saw the body of his elf mother lying on the ground, blood coming out her open throat, as he had found her when he was only a child...
This vision would haunt him during all his immortality !
Legolas turned around abruptly, like if he hoped it would take this vision away, and opened his eyes. In front of him was Ambralia who starred at him with her large, expressive emerald eyes.
"Are you all right ? " she asked so softly that it was almost a whisper.
"I was thinking of... nothing. Come, let's walk..." answered Legolas, wrapping his arm around Ambralia's slim waist.
They walked silently to the tree trunk where Legolas had sat before.
This place was really peaceful.
"I'm so glad to see you again!" said Ambralia all of a sudden, after they sat down, and she snuggled up to the elf. Legolas felt her soft, golden hair on his cheek and bliss filled up his heart.
They remained a long time like this, but suddenly, everything lit up around them, they separated, for a better seeing and what they saw them in a deep enchantment : the sun was rising, escorting a golden shine and spreading light, warmth and tenderness.
Dazzled by this swarm of gilded glitter, Legolas glanced at Ambralia's illuminated face with those dark blue eyes. She was really magnificent with her long hair, filled with golden reflections and her green eyes sparkled with delight.
She looked like... an angel...
And without hesitating anymore, Legolas kissed her tenderly, bathed by the sunlight...
When they returned from their small walk, Ermengarte was still sleeping, but Legolas resolved this problem by delivering a violent kick in the lazy human's stomach. Ermengarte cried out his pain and his surprised.
" Are you crazy?!" howled the irritated man.
" At least now you're awake, no need to wait until you emerge slowly from your deep sleep " answered Legolas, gathering his little belongings.
Ermengarte rose, he was staring at the elf, a dark look on his face.
" Calm down... We don't even know where we're going so there's no hurry" said Ambralia to quiet things down.
" We must find Gimli, declared Legolas without even turning around, though keeping away from Aragorn's kingdom.
-As you say, you choose!!" Ermengarte answered sarcastically.
" If you don't agree, nobody's holding you! Go away if you want!! We should have left you in that blasted prison!" shouted Legolas.
" Nobody obliged you to release me, but now it's too late. I'm free and I don't want to stay with a pretentious elf!
Excuse me?! "Legolas was flabbergasted by the arrogance and the audacity of the man.
" Calm down... " Tried to say Ambralia.
" IN ANY CASE, I HAVE NEVER KNOWN A HUMAN WHO DESERVED THE FRIENDSHIP NOR THE RESPECT OF AN ELF!! " Howled Legolas.
Ermengarte rushed on the elf and this one had just time to throw himself backwards to avoid the man's fist. Legolas, in turn, rushed at Ermengarte and wrapped his pale hands around his neck, blocking him under his own weight.
The elf tightened his grip and Ermengarte's face, who was struggling wildly, started to redden.
Ambralia begged Legolas to calm down. She touched the elf's shoulder to pull him back, but Legolas, sitted on the man whom he was still strangling, suddenly turned his head towards Ambralia and what she saw in his eyes terrified her.
The glance of the elf glinted with a demonic gleam!
So much hatred...so much cruelty!
Ambralia disfigured him with fear and horror despite their complicity a little while ago.
Ermengarte, still under the elf's hold, profited of this moment of inadvertence to slide his arms between Legolas' and draw them aside suddenly. The elf let go of his grip, and fell backwards violently on the grass.
The half-elf maid, still deafened by the infernal glance of Legolas did not move to retain Ermengarte which, even out of breath, had already jumped on one of the horses which grazed not far, and ran away (Well, galloped away ) through the plain.
The elf, as for him, was still lying on the fresh grass, holding his face in his hands, without moving.
Ambralia approached slowly, knelt and the elf, hearing her beside him, removed his hands off his beautiful pale face to look at her.
No more demonic gleam.. No more nastiness...
Just Legolas' deep, mysterious, blue eyes...
The companions, who from now on were only two, decided to go towards the east, to visit Ambralia's uncle who provide them clothing, maps, and of course, a hiding-place.
Legolas didn't say a word about his fight with Ermengarte nor of his sudden rage. The half-elf didn't dare to ask him and thought that this hatred of the men came from Aragorn. But in the deepest of herself, she thought there was something else...
There for Legolas and Ambralia rode their horses non stop for a few days, only stopping a few hours as they didn't need a lot of sleep, even if sleeping was one of Ambralia's favourite past time. Legolas was really happy. He enjoyed every second that he passed with Ambralia. This half-elf maid will always astound me! Legolas remembered of how she helped him escape of the prison.
The elf had met her, a long time, in a forest, not far from his home, crying. He had gently approached her and within the space of two seconds, the half-elf maid was threatening him with a cold, sharp, metal blade on his pale throat. Legolas didn't have time to react despite his very good reflexes and it's only after many explanations and by repeating many times he didn't want to do her any harm that Ambralia finally removed her blade of his throat. He will remember, all along his immortality, of the half-elf's face bathed with tears where fear, pride and despair mixed strangely...
Chapter 4 soon
Plz r+r