A/N:
Lea: Thank you for your review if it wasn't for people like you then my stories would continue to suck (according to you) and would never slowly get better. And who is to say that this story is going to turn out happy, or that Legolas is going to stay around and fall in love, who says she cant die. It seems like so many people always have fanfics that turn out happy in the ending , I think that we need a sad one every once in awhile and since so many people hate the idea of Amarie being young and Legolas old, and the situations in the city . I just figure you'll either like the story and read it, hate it and not read it, or think its annoying and review to tell me my faults, which I would love for anyone to do here because then I will fix it, it will only help this story get better. But truly, thank you for ideas and feelings.
FiddleDeeDee: I'm sorry for not updating sooner, it is partially because I am lazy and partially because I have not idea what to write.
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Leo Dragoness: Yes I have read the book and I didn't just pick the name out of the Silmarillion, I didn't even look in there for the name, I actually got it from a movie. But as always, thank you for you comments.
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Spork: You know I don't even know how that makes since, but believe me it happens in countries these days and even happened long ago in the Middle Ages.
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Chapter 3
'You can stay in this room, the kitchen is down the hall to the left, and the sitting room is down this hall to the left second door on your right.' The middle aged woman smiled at Legolas, but a wave of discomfort came across her face.
The house made of logs was only lit by a few candles here and there sparingly scattered around the house that barely made up enough light so that the wanderer could wander around the house and make it to the kitchen to grab a bit to eat or to the sitting room to sit.
'Dear boy, please come sit down with me, I need to ask you a couple of questions.' The lady asked, it was late at night and Legolas wanted to go to sleep, Amarie was already in bed and envied her just being able to lay down in her bed and fall asleep the moment she hit the pillow.
'Please sit down right here.' She motioned to a chair made of wood, the sitting room had a stone fireplace, and a couple of wooden chairs and one table in the middle of the room, everything looked old and having the need to be repaired.
Legolas situated himself on the chair the best he could and then turned his attention to the lady.
'So are you an elf? Because your name and appearance suggests nothing but that.'
'Yes my lady, I am an elf from the kingdom of Mirkwood, nothing more than that' He smiled and waited for the next question, as he was sure she had one.
'Ahh I thought you were from there, I was sure that there was a prince in Mirkwood with a name something like Legolas.' She put her finger to her lip think of the possible names that started with an 'L'.
'I fear that you are thinking of another elf my lady for I am merely from that region not from the royal blood. I have just been in the recent war with Sauron and Saruman, I am hoping to find my way home as soon as possible for I have a friend waiting for me back at home.'
Amarie's mother was pained by finding out that he was an elf. She had thought that she might set her daughter up with him because she had seen the spark that when they both clashed it arouse. This elf was exactly what her daughter had been looking for, but it had started out on the wrong foot. This would NEVER work with him, now she was left with nothing and back at the drawing board.
The elf spoke like he had read her mind, 'Your daughter is beautiful but I fear she is too young for me, for she is a mere mortal and I am an elf, it would never work.'
'You do not see the problem that I am in kind sir, if she is not wed before her 30th birthday then she will be executed.'
'Well, that is horrid, what kind of kingdom executes women?' Legolas looked at her with eyes full of shock.
'I fear only ours, after a major loss of men. It is something I fight against but cannot change.' She was clearly struggling to try and keep her composure and finally decided to change the subject.
'You say you have a friend back in your province, tell me about her. If I shall not obtain happiness from my own daughters and her romances then I will most certainly listen to yours.' The mother said with happiness.
Legolas started to chuckle just a bit, 'No madam, you are mistaken, I have not beautiful maiden waiting for me back at home, but a dwarf.'
'Do you mean you are bethrod to a dwarf?' the women looked back at him with shock.
'Madam, one of my greatest friends is a dwarf, who I have traveled with for many years now. He went back to Mirkwood and I continued to travel only for a couple of weeks. But I ended up needing a place to stay tonight. Do you understand?' Legolas smiled at her because she was not the first to express the kind of emotion to what he had said.
'Well, I must be getting to sleep, I would like to leave early tomorrow, as I do not want to be in your way.' Legolas stood, and the woman quickly followed.
'Oh please stay a couple of days, you are not in our way.'
'Let me have the night to ponder this madam and I will consult you in the morning.' Legolas bent forward and planted to soft kisses on both sides of her cheeks.
'My pleasure.' The old woman said, and they both parted.