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Many nights later, Legolas lay on his back while his friend slept staring up at the stars. Something was wrong about this place, and he could not put a trace on it. Something was.evil, almost, but he could sense none but elves. Were they nearing the land of such beauty that were no words? Perhaps, but they would go no more tonight. Gimli was tired from toiling to match Legolas' swift pace, and the golden-haired elf felt guilty for pressing them so. He was very eager to live out this quest, and he had no intention to die as the others did, nor let his friend, though he was a dwarf, fall to the same fate. He thought these thoughts until he slowly drifted into a light rest, typical of elven kind.
That morning, Legolas awoke at sun's first light and touched his friend's shoulder. "Gimli, friend, awaken. We draw near, I can feel it."
Gimli shook his head. "Are you sure, Master Elf?"
"One can not be too sure this far into the trees, but I have a feeling that we draw closer." Gimli stood up and began following Legolas, who now set a much slower pace, and easier for the short-legged dwarf to track.
The pair had traveled but a hundred paces when Legolas stopped, holding out a hand to stop Gimli. He had heard something, like an elf shifting to a different tree. "What is the trouble, Master Elf?"
"I thought I heard something. Do not be frightened, Master Dwarf, but be on your guard." Gimli nodded and they walked at least another ten paces when Legolas spun on his heel and caught something in his hand. It was an arrow. "I thought that there were elves nearby, but why would they shoot?"
"We shoot because you are not of us," an elf called out in Sindarin. Gimli stood confused, while Legolas understood the tongue.
"Do not speak, Gimli friend. I will take care of this." He stood up straight and called back to the elf. "Im ellon, le û?" *I am elf, you not? * he replied in Sindarin. The elf laughed quietly and came out so that Legolas could see him.
"I am as elven as you are, wood-elf, but you are not Noldorin and one of the Queen." Legolas stood up straighter.
"No, I am of Taur e-Ndaedelos across the Sea. I came over but a few years ago with my friend Gimli here." The elf glanced at Gimli.
"We Noldorin do not share the other elven hatred for those of your kind, dwarf, but we do not like you either," the elf said to Gimli in broken Khuzdul. Gimli knew the language, but took a bit of translation to understand the elf. He stepped back.
"How does he speak my people's language, Legolas?" Legolas just shook his head, not willing to look down at his friend and turn his back to the strange elf.
"What is your calling, Noldorin?" Legolas said.
"I am called Elessar." Both Legolas and Gimli was taken aback.
"Never should such a despicable creature such as yourself bear the great name of King Elessar!" Gimli said. He was cut off by an arrow perching just above the tip of his ear and lodging in a tree behind him. He silenced himself.
"How is there another Elessar in this land?" the elf demanded.
"Not in this land, Elessar, but a man in Ennor. He was a great king and bore the names Elessar and Elfstone because the Lady Galadriel had called him that."
"What was his Man name?"
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur and the throne of Gondor." Elessar nodded. The name and titles meant little to him, but perhaps they were of importance in the east.
"What is your name, wood-elf?"
"I am Legolas Greenleaf, prince of Taur e-Ndaedelos. My father is King Thranduil." Elessar nodded.
"I assume you wish to see the Queen?"
"Yes." Elessar nodded and gestured to Legolas and Gimli to follow him. Legolas strode up to Gimli and rested a hand on his shoulder.
"Be on your guard, Master Dwarf. Remember that these are the woods of a great sorceress, and elf-witch with terrible power." Gimli smiled.
"Those words sound familiar, Master Elf, yet they spoke of Lady Galadriel when I first ventured into Lothlórien." Legolas smiled, remembering, then nodded. They trekked deep into the most beautiful section of trees either of the pair had seen.
"So this is the forest."
"It is the Silver Wood, Legolas Elf. Wood of the Queen." Legolas nodded, and was led deeper.and deeper.and deeper into this breathtaking wood. Finally they reached a large building that seemed to shine as if it were wrought of mithril itself.
"Is this.mithril?" Gimli asked quietly, but not so quietly that the keen ears of Elessar did not detect the dwarf's question.
"No, dwarf, only partially is it mithril. The rest is stone found by the river Eärendil."
"River? Eärendil is a star!"
"The river is named after the person Eärendil." Legolas nodded again and allowed himself to be shown the door of the castle. "When you are ready to meet the Queen, knock on this door three times. I will answer and guide you there. Do not try to leave this place, for there are guards all around you."
"I know." Elessar left them then and Gimli looked around.
"Are there really elves surrounding us, Legolas?" Gimli asked in a troubled voice. Legolas turned to his friend.
"Yes there are, mellon, but they will not harm you." As soon as the words left Legolas' lips, at least 10 elves, bows ready and aimed at Gimli's head, surrounded the pair. They soon took Gimli off somewhere. "Gimli?" There was no answer. Legolas took off after the elves at his full speed. He soon saw a clearing up ahead and hid behind a tree near it. He could see the ten elves still holding him at arrow point. Legolas hated killing fellow elves, but they were going to harm his friend, and he could not allow that. He fitted an arrow to his bow and jumped up into the tree. He fired quickly at one of the guards and he fell, dead. The other nine looked around for the source but could not see Legolas due to his cloak from Lady Galadriel. They soon turned their attention back to Gimli and Legolas shot down two more before they turned again. They still found no one, but fired a few warning shots in his direction, none of which hit him, but a few pierced leaves near his feet. He shifted higher up and shot down two more. They turned yet again, now numbering five and fired a few more shots. He had time enough to shoot all but two down when finally one of their warning shots hit his bad arm, this time on the forearm. He fell out of the tree and the two guards and Gimli came over.
"Master Elf! You are injured."
"You were the one that shot us down?" one asked him in Sindarin.
"Yes," Legolas replied to the elf in Sindarin, then turned to Gimli and said, "I will be fine, Master Dwarf." Suddenly the two guards fled from the scene and Legolas could feel another elf approaching. He stood up, wounded arm in his hand, and faced the oncoming elf. As soon as the elf entered, the entire area brightened. The elf was a female, and had such beauty Legolas found no suitable word to describe it. Surely this was the lost Queen.
"Le pedo Sindarin, ellon?" *You speak Sindarin, elf?* The queen asked. Legolas swallowed and nodded.
"Im car-, brennil ned i taur." *I do, lady of the wood. *
"Then, greenleaf, what do you call to? And what does your friend call to?" Legolas swallowed again. He felt faint suddenly.
"Im can-na Legolas Greenleaf, a hin mellon can-na Gimli, Glóinion, Ellon- mellon." *I call to Legolas Greenleaf, and my friend call to Gimli, son of Glóin, Elf-friend. * Gimli looked up.
"I heard my name," he said loudly, interrupting the softly spoken Sindarin of the two elves. The queen laughed lightly, with her laughter sounding like soft bells.
"Indeed you did, Elf-friend. I welcome you to this wood, where I am sure you have not found surpassing beauty."
"Not even rivaling, lady. Though I will always remember the first true beauty I saw in a great while by the lock of hair I wear from Lady Galadriel, lady of the Golden Wood."
"You have seen Galadriel? You have been to Laurelindórinan? She is of Noldorin heir as well as I. Has she crossed over the Sea?"
"Im inc, brennil," *I believe, lady* Legolas whispered in Sindarin. The queen looked at him with warmth in her eyes.
"Speak the language your friend understands here, Legolas. I would not wish to confuse him entirely. Come, dine with me tonight at my house." Legolas followed the queen without even thinking about Gimli, but the dwarf trailed along behind. Luckily for him, the queen set a perfect pace for him. They seemed to get back to the stone palace much quicker when the queen led them, but Legolas gave no second thought to this: It was her forest, she could do what she liked with it. As they stepped in, there was no hostility toward either of the visitors as they entered the dining hall. As they sat there were only three empty chairs: the one at the head of the table, one to its right and one to its left. The queen looked around the room at all the elves around the table, then stood in front of the chair at the head of the table. "Legolas, take the chair to my right. Gimli, Elf-friend, take the one to my left." The two took their seats and the queen sat down. Soon, so did all the others. "Friend, we greet two newcomers to our land from Ennor. We have Legolas Greenleaf, valued of the lady Galadriel, and his companion Gimli son of Glóin, called Elf-friend. Treat them with the same respect you consider me in." All the elves nodded and a few more brought the food in. As soon as all were served the queen started the meal. Neither Legolas nor Gimli had tasted such exquisite food. The tastes were not like anything they had ever tasted before. The meal was over too soon for their tastes and the queen dismissed the table. Legolas stood up and walked over to Gimli who was slowly standing up as well.
"Is this not wonderful, Master Dwarf? I have not been treated so much like royalty in my own kingdom!"
"Yes, Master Elf, it is very wonderful. I do not think even my cousin Balin in Moria could have given us such a warm welcome." Legolas smiled and looked around the room. He felt a hand on his shoulder and was shocked that he had not heard anyone approach. He turned to see the queen. His head began to lightly spin.
"What can I do for you, my lady?" She smiled softly.
"Come with me, I wish to speak with you." Legolas turned to Gimli, but the queen smiled and stopped Legolas. "Your friend will be right back, Gimli, I would not wish to keep the two of you apart for too long. You will be well received anywhere you go, Master Dwarf, be not afraid of anything here." Gimli nodded and wandered off. The queen looked at Legolas and began to walk up a staircase. He followed her, not really thinking about where he was going. Soon they were at the doorway of a room. The queen opened the door and gestured for Legolas to come in after her. Finally he suddenly realized where he was and what he was doing. He bashfully shook his head. "What is the problem?"
"I would not wish to enter your bedchamber after knowing you for so short a time." The queen smiled and shook her head.
"I understand, but I invite you only to talk with me. I would not impose anything on you." Legolas nodded and walked in.
"Not that it would take much," he said under his breath, glancing at the queen. She was indeed very beautiful, and not just in physical beauty. She was a beautiful person, with a radiant personality. Even her voice sounded like music! He walked to the opposite end of the room and sat in a chair seated next to a small table. She sat on her bed, legs folded under her and looked at him with inquisitive eyes.
"You are very quiet, Legolas. Are you not comfortable here in the Taur ned dúath a calad?" He looked up.
"The Forest of Darkness and Light? That is an interesting name. I was told it was called the Silver Wood." She smiled.
"That as well, my mellon." She sat back and looked at Legolas. He was very handsome, had the normal long blonde hair of the elves and bright green eyes. He seemed to not be at ease here, and she tilted her head questioningly at him. "Is something amiss, Legolas? You seem ill at ease." He looked at her. Her green eyes were worried and her light hair fell around her face almost like a halo. Legolas shook his head, both as a negative response and to shake the image of the Queen out of his head.
"I am fine, just a little uneasy at being in a new land." She smiled at him again, and he felt almost weak.
"I doubt that is your true answer, greenleaf, but if you do not wish to tell me I vowed not to inflict." He nodded appreciatively. He did not wish to tell her indeed! He did not know if he would ever wish to tell her! She sat up a bit straighter. "How long do you intend on staying here in the Wood?" Legolas started. How long would they be staying? They could leave now if they wished, they had seen the Queen. That was the goal. but why would they wish to leave? This place was so much like another Mirkwood to Legolas.his father would love to see this place.
"I do not know." He looked out a hole in the wall, acting as a window. "Are there any caves here?" The queen looked at him.
"Caves? Of course there are caves, but we do not venture into them often. There is one quite close by, if you would like to see it." Legolas shook his head.
"No, my lady, the trees are fine enough for me, but I believe my friend Gimli would appreciate the caves." She nodded and rang a small bell on her table. The sound carried throughout the entire building and soon a young elf-maiden came to her door.
"Yes, my queen?"
"Ah, Gwilwileth, there you are. Find Master Gimli, the dwarf that we welcomed this evening, and show him i Fela ned i Gaearon."
"Yes, my queen, with pleasure." The elf walked out and Legolas turned to the queen again.
"The Cave of the Ocean. That's a very pretty name." She nodded.
"Yes.it is named so because of the shimmering blue crystals that have formed the walls. It looks almost like the Sea." Legolas tried to envision a cave looking like the Sea, but failed. He suddenly thought of something.
"My queen, I realize that I do not have the honor of knowing your name. Is it that few do, and that it is a secret, or have I been overlooked?" She laughed softly.
"Few may know my name, but I tell any that wish to know. I am called Aerlinndû."
"'Song of the nightfall'? That is very beautiful."
"I thank you, Legolas Greenleaf." Aerlinndû stood up and extended her arm. "Now, I think it is time that you saw the true beauty of these woods. The trees speak Sindarin as well, so that we might know what they say. Might you escort me down?" He stood, head a little light, but all the same pleased that she would ask.
"Of course, my queen." She smiled slightly.
"You may refer to me by my name alone, Legolas, I would not mind. Perhaps in the company of others you might use a title, but my name is fine for those moments when we are in quiet company." He nodded. She slipped her arm into his and he led her down the staircase. Through the Eldar ability of telepathy, she led him where she wanted to go.
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-Silver
Many nights later, Legolas lay on his back while his friend slept staring up at the stars. Something was wrong about this place, and he could not put a trace on it. Something was.evil, almost, but he could sense none but elves. Were they nearing the land of such beauty that were no words? Perhaps, but they would go no more tonight. Gimli was tired from toiling to match Legolas' swift pace, and the golden-haired elf felt guilty for pressing them so. He was very eager to live out this quest, and he had no intention to die as the others did, nor let his friend, though he was a dwarf, fall to the same fate. He thought these thoughts until he slowly drifted into a light rest, typical of elven kind.
That morning, Legolas awoke at sun's first light and touched his friend's shoulder. "Gimli, friend, awaken. We draw near, I can feel it."
Gimli shook his head. "Are you sure, Master Elf?"
"One can not be too sure this far into the trees, but I have a feeling that we draw closer." Gimli stood up and began following Legolas, who now set a much slower pace, and easier for the short-legged dwarf to track.
The pair had traveled but a hundred paces when Legolas stopped, holding out a hand to stop Gimli. He had heard something, like an elf shifting to a different tree. "What is the trouble, Master Elf?"
"I thought I heard something. Do not be frightened, Master Dwarf, but be on your guard." Gimli nodded and they walked at least another ten paces when Legolas spun on his heel and caught something in his hand. It was an arrow. "I thought that there were elves nearby, but why would they shoot?"
"We shoot because you are not of us," an elf called out in Sindarin. Gimli stood confused, while Legolas understood the tongue.
"Do not speak, Gimli friend. I will take care of this." He stood up straight and called back to the elf. "Im ellon, le û?" *I am elf, you not? * he replied in Sindarin. The elf laughed quietly and came out so that Legolas could see him.
"I am as elven as you are, wood-elf, but you are not Noldorin and one of the Queen." Legolas stood up straighter.
"No, I am of Taur e-Ndaedelos across the Sea. I came over but a few years ago with my friend Gimli here." The elf glanced at Gimli.
"We Noldorin do not share the other elven hatred for those of your kind, dwarf, but we do not like you either," the elf said to Gimli in broken Khuzdul. Gimli knew the language, but took a bit of translation to understand the elf. He stepped back.
"How does he speak my people's language, Legolas?" Legolas just shook his head, not willing to look down at his friend and turn his back to the strange elf.
"What is your calling, Noldorin?" Legolas said.
"I am called Elessar." Both Legolas and Gimli was taken aback.
"Never should such a despicable creature such as yourself bear the great name of King Elessar!" Gimli said. He was cut off by an arrow perching just above the tip of his ear and lodging in a tree behind him. He silenced himself.
"How is there another Elessar in this land?" the elf demanded.
"Not in this land, Elessar, but a man in Ennor. He was a great king and bore the names Elessar and Elfstone because the Lady Galadriel had called him that."
"What was his Man name?"
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn, heir of Isildur and the throne of Gondor." Elessar nodded. The name and titles meant little to him, but perhaps they were of importance in the east.
"What is your name, wood-elf?"
"I am Legolas Greenleaf, prince of Taur e-Ndaedelos. My father is King Thranduil." Elessar nodded.
"I assume you wish to see the Queen?"
"Yes." Elessar nodded and gestured to Legolas and Gimli to follow him. Legolas strode up to Gimli and rested a hand on his shoulder.
"Be on your guard, Master Dwarf. Remember that these are the woods of a great sorceress, and elf-witch with terrible power." Gimli smiled.
"Those words sound familiar, Master Elf, yet they spoke of Lady Galadriel when I first ventured into Lothlórien." Legolas smiled, remembering, then nodded. They trekked deep into the most beautiful section of trees either of the pair had seen.
"So this is the forest."
"It is the Silver Wood, Legolas Elf. Wood of the Queen." Legolas nodded, and was led deeper.and deeper.and deeper into this breathtaking wood. Finally they reached a large building that seemed to shine as if it were wrought of mithril itself.
"Is this.mithril?" Gimli asked quietly, but not so quietly that the keen ears of Elessar did not detect the dwarf's question.
"No, dwarf, only partially is it mithril. The rest is stone found by the river Eärendil."
"River? Eärendil is a star!"
"The river is named after the person Eärendil." Legolas nodded again and allowed himself to be shown the door of the castle. "When you are ready to meet the Queen, knock on this door three times. I will answer and guide you there. Do not try to leave this place, for there are guards all around you."
"I know." Elessar left them then and Gimli looked around.
"Are there really elves surrounding us, Legolas?" Gimli asked in a troubled voice. Legolas turned to his friend.
"Yes there are, mellon, but they will not harm you." As soon as the words left Legolas' lips, at least 10 elves, bows ready and aimed at Gimli's head, surrounded the pair. They soon took Gimli off somewhere. "Gimli?" There was no answer. Legolas took off after the elves at his full speed. He soon saw a clearing up ahead and hid behind a tree near it. He could see the ten elves still holding him at arrow point. Legolas hated killing fellow elves, but they were going to harm his friend, and he could not allow that. He fitted an arrow to his bow and jumped up into the tree. He fired quickly at one of the guards and he fell, dead. The other nine looked around for the source but could not see Legolas due to his cloak from Lady Galadriel. They soon turned their attention back to Gimli and Legolas shot down two more before they turned again. They still found no one, but fired a few warning shots in his direction, none of which hit him, but a few pierced leaves near his feet. He shifted higher up and shot down two more. They turned yet again, now numbering five and fired a few more shots. He had time enough to shoot all but two down when finally one of their warning shots hit his bad arm, this time on the forearm. He fell out of the tree and the two guards and Gimli came over.
"Master Elf! You are injured."
"You were the one that shot us down?" one asked him in Sindarin.
"Yes," Legolas replied to the elf in Sindarin, then turned to Gimli and said, "I will be fine, Master Dwarf." Suddenly the two guards fled from the scene and Legolas could feel another elf approaching. He stood up, wounded arm in his hand, and faced the oncoming elf. As soon as the elf entered, the entire area brightened. The elf was a female, and had such beauty Legolas found no suitable word to describe it. Surely this was the lost Queen.
"Le pedo Sindarin, ellon?" *You speak Sindarin, elf?* The queen asked. Legolas swallowed and nodded.
"Im car-, brennil ned i taur." *I do, lady of the wood. *
"Then, greenleaf, what do you call to? And what does your friend call to?" Legolas swallowed again. He felt faint suddenly.
"Im can-na Legolas Greenleaf, a hin mellon can-na Gimli, Glóinion, Ellon- mellon." *I call to Legolas Greenleaf, and my friend call to Gimli, son of Glóin, Elf-friend. * Gimli looked up.
"I heard my name," he said loudly, interrupting the softly spoken Sindarin of the two elves. The queen laughed lightly, with her laughter sounding like soft bells.
"Indeed you did, Elf-friend. I welcome you to this wood, where I am sure you have not found surpassing beauty."
"Not even rivaling, lady. Though I will always remember the first true beauty I saw in a great while by the lock of hair I wear from Lady Galadriel, lady of the Golden Wood."
"You have seen Galadriel? You have been to Laurelindórinan? She is of Noldorin heir as well as I. Has she crossed over the Sea?"
"Im inc, brennil," *I believe, lady* Legolas whispered in Sindarin. The queen looked at him with warmth in her eyes.
"Speak the language your friend understands here, Legolas. I would not wish to confuse him entirely. Come, dine with me tonight at my house." Legolas followed the queen without even thinking about Gimli, but the dwarf trailed along behind. Luckily for him, the queen set a perfect pace for him. They seemed to get back to the stone palace much quicker when the queen led them, but Legolas gave no second thought to this: It was her forest, she could do what she liked with it. As they stepped in, there was no hostility toward either of the visitors as they entered the dining hall. As they sat there were only three empty chairs: the one at the head of the table, one to its right and one to its left. The queen looked around the room at all the elves around the table, then stood in front of the chair at the head of the table. "Legolas, take the chair to my right. Gimli, Elf-friend, take the one to my left." The two took their seats and the queen sat down. Soon, so did all the others. "Friend, we greet two newcomers to our land from Ennor. We have Legolas Greenleaf, valued of the lady Galadriel, and his companion Gimli son of Glóin, called Elf-friend. Treat them with the same respect you consider me in." All the elves nodded and a few more brought the food in. As soon as all were served the queen started the meal. Neither Legolas nor Gimli had tasted such exquisite food. The tastes were not like anything they had ever tasted before. The meal was over too soon for their tastes and the queen dismissed the table. Legolas stood up and walked over to Gimli who was slowly standing up as well.
"Is this not wonderful, Master Dwarf? I have not been treated so much like royalty in my own kingdom!"
"Yes, Master Elf, it is very wonderful. I do not think even my cousin Balin in Moria could have given us such a warm welcome." Legolas smiled and looked around the room. He felt a hand on his shoulder and was shocked that he had not heard anyone approach. He turned to see the queen. His head began to lightly spin.
"What can I do for you, my lady?" She smiled softly.
"Come with me, I wish to speak with you." Legolas turned to Gimli, but the queen smiled and stopped Legolas. "Your friend will be right back, Gimli, I would not wish to keep the two of you apart for too long. You will be well received anywhere you go, Master Dwarf, be not afraid of anything here." Gimli nodded and wandered off. The queen looked at Legolas and began to walk up a staircase. He followed her, not really thinking about where he was going. Soon they were at the doorway of a room. The queen opened the door and gestured for Legolas to come in after her. Finally he suddenly realized where he was and what he was doing. He bashfully shook his head. "What is the problem?"
"I would not wish to enter your bedchamber after knowing you for so short a time." The queen smiled and shook her head.
"I understand, but I invite you only to talk with me. I would not impose anything on you." Legolas nodded and walked in.
"Not that it would take much," he said under his breath, glancing at the queen. She was indeed very beautiful, and not just in physical beauty. She was a beautiful person, with a radiant personality. Even her voice sounded like music! He walked to the opposite end of the room and sat in a chair seated next to a small table. She sat on her bed, legs folded under her and looked at him with inquisitive eyes.
"You are very quiet, Legolas. Are you not comfortable here in the Taur ned dúath a calad?" He looked up.
"The Forest of Darkness and Light? That is an interesting name. I was told it was called the Silver Wood." She smiled.
"That as well, my mellon." She sat back and looked at Legolas. He was very handsome, had the normal long blonde hair of the elves and bright green eyes. He seemed to not be at ease here, and she tilted her head questioningly at him. "Is something amiss, Legolas? You seem ill at ease." He looked at her. Her green eyes were worried and her light hair fell around her face almost like a halo. Legolas shook his head, both as a negative response and to shake the image of the Queen out of his head.
"I am fine, just a little uneasy at being in a new land." She smiled at him again, and he felt almost weak.
"I doubt that is your true answer, greenleaf, but if you do not wish to tell me I vowed not to inflict." He nodded appreciatively. He did not wish to tell her indeed! He did not know if he would ever wish to tell her! She sat up a bit straighter. "How long do you intend on staying here in the Wood?" Legolas started. How long would they be staying? They could leave now if they wished, they had seen the Queen. That was the goal. but why would they wish to leave? This place was so much like another Mirkwood to Legolas.his father would love to see this place.
"I do not know." He looked out a hole in the wall, acting as a window. "Are there any caves here?" The queen looked at him.
"Caves? Of course there are caves, but we do not venture into them often. There is one quite close by, if you would like to see it." Legolas shook his head.
"No, my lady, the trees are fine enough for me, but I believe my friend Gimli would appreciate the caves." She nodded and rang a small bell on her table. The sound carried throughout the entire building and soon a young elf-maiden came to her door.
"Yes, my queen?"
"Ah, Gwilwileth, there you are. Find Master Gimli, the dwarf that we welcomed this evening, and show him i Fela ned i Gaearon."
"Yes, my queen, with pleasure." The elf walked out and Legolas turned to the queen again.
"The Cave of the Ocean. That's a very pretty name." She nodded.
"Yes.it is named so because of the shimmering blue crystals that have formed the walls. It looks almost like the Sea." Legolas tried to envision a cave looking like the Sea, but failed. He suddenly thought of something.
"My queen, I realize that I do not have the honor of knowing your name. Is it that few do, and that it is a secret, or have I been overlooked?" She laughed softly.
"Few may know my name, but I tell any that wish to know. I am called Aerlinndû."
"'Song of the nightfall'? That is very beautiful."
"I thank you, Legolas Greenleaf." Aerlinndû stood up and extended her arm. "Now, I think it is time that you saw the true beauty of these woods. The trees speak Sindarin as well, so that we might know what they say. Might you escort me down?" He stood, head a little light, but all the same pleased that she would ask.
"Of course, my queen." She smiled slightly.
"You may refer to me by my name alone, Legolas, I would not mind. Perhaps in the company of others you might use a title, but my name is fine for those moments when we are in quiet company." He nodded. She slipped her arm into his and he led her down the staircase. Through the Eldar ability of telepathy, she led him where she wanted to go.
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-Silver