Firstly, and I know I always say it, but I do enjoy getting reviews, thankyou to those who reviewed.
And secondly, I would like to apologise for not updating sooner. I have writer's block, it's taken me a a week to write this chapter, hopefully I'll snap out of it soon and will have more chapters on the way. Also, big workload, bad, evil, nasty A2's. Hate 'em!
luvs, Joy ;0)
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"Our room is the second on the right." Legolas said, letting Edie walk up the creaky, old wooden stairs before him.
"Only one?" Edie asked, snapping out of her reverie.
"Yes. It saves money and it's safer." Legolas said blandly.
"Right." she looked back at him as she gripped onto the shaky bannister for support and gently pushed his offered hand away.
"There was only one room available." Legolas said as he stode down the hallway and pushed open the door to their room.
The room was sparsely furnished, there was one bed, big enough for both of them to sleep in, and a small chest next to it. The windows were small and showed the night outside, and the walls were a dingy tan plaster with many cracks.
"This is nice..." Edie mumbled sarcastically as she limped in and shut the door behind her.
Legolas turned and said quietly, "This is the only room available. Go sleep in the stables if you wish."
Edie glared back at him and sat down on the hard mattress, banging her leg on the side of the bed in the process. "Damn!" she hissed through her teeth and grabbed a handful of the blanket by her side. "Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!" Very un-Princesslike.
"Are you alright...?" Legolas asked warily, anticipating a disagreement of sorts.
"Do I look alright?" Edie asked, whirling round to face him with the blanket still clutched in her hand. The dark circles were still under her eyes. She was tired, and shaken, and angry, and needed her rest.
Legolas shook his head, "Just go to sleep." he mumbled and looked out of the window, glaring intensely at the shapes outside.
Edie said nothing to him in response, but pulled off her boots, silently, and lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket tight around herself.
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Legolas awoke in the middle of the night, as we all know Elves sleep with thier eyes open and he was doing as such.
He heard noises outside the door, and immediately he was alert. He pushed himself up from the floor, picked up his sword, and swiftly but silently went to listen beside it.
There was someone moving outside, a door being opened and then shut again. There was still somone moving outside. Legolas tensed as they stopped outside the door.
He saw the handle move slowly, very slowly, almost unnoticably so. His grip tightened about the hilt of the sword, and he half closed his eyes so that he could hear the person breathing outside. It sounded like a man, harsh, he had been outside, and the cold was still sticking to his clothes.
The handle was still turning, slowly, slowly, and then he heard the click of the lock falling out of place, and then the door started moving slowly, groaning ever so slightly.
Edie stirred in her sleep, and Legolas prayed that she wouldn't wake up. At this point in time she would be more of a hinderance than a help. She settled back into sleep and Legolas moved round so that he was blocking the intruder from getting to her.
He stood, poised. Then there was a knocking on the door.
"Hello?" it was the Innkeeper's gruff voice.
Legolas frowned and pulled the door open, hoping that the shadows would cover his ears and hair. "Yes?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I disturb you? I was wondering if you were planning to have breakfast tommorrow."
Legolas looked back at Edie. "Yes." he said quickly and shut the door in the poor man's face.
Edie woke up with a start. "What was that?" she asked groggily.
"Nothing." Legolas said, sighing. "Just go back to sleep."
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And secondly, I would like to apologise for not updating sooner. I have writer's block, it's taken me a a week to write this chapter, hopefully I'll snap out of it soon and will have more chapters on the way. Also, big workload, bad, evil, nasty A2's. Hate 'em!
luvs, Joy ;0)
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"Our room is the second on the right." Legolas said, letting Edie walk up the creaky, old wooden stairs before him.
"Only one?" Edie asked, snapping out of her reverie.
"Yes. It saves money and it's safer." Legolas said blandly.
"Right." she looked back at him as she gripped onto the shaky bannister for support and gently pushed his offered hand away.
"There was only one room available." Legolas said as he stode down the hallway and pushed open the door to their room.
The room was sparsely furnished, there was one bed, big enough for both of them to sleep in, and a small chest next to it. The windows were small and showed the night outside, and the walls were a dingy tan plaster with many cracks.
"This is nice..." Edie mumbled sarcastically as she limped in and shut the door behind her.
Legolas turned and said quietly, "This is the only room available. Go sleep in the stables if you wish."
Edie glared back at him and sat down on the hard mattress, banging her leg on the side of the bed in the process. "Damn!" she hissed through her teeth and grabbed a handful of the blanket by her side. "Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!" Very un-Princesslike.
"Are you alright...?" Legolas asked warily, anticipating a disagreement of sorts.
"Do I look alright?" Edie asked, whirling round to face him with the blanket still clutched in her hand. The dark circles were still under her eyes. She was tired, and shaken, and angry, and needed her rest.
Legolas shook his head, "Just go to sleep." he mumbled and looked out of the window, glaring intensely at the shapes outside.
Edie said nothing to him in response, but pulled off her boots, silently, and lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket tight around herself.
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Legolas awoke in the middle of the night, as we all know Elves sleep with thier eyes open and he was doing as such.
He heard noises outside the door, and immediately he was alert. He pushed himself up from the floor, picked up his sword, and swiftly but silently went to listen beside it.
There was someone moving outside, a door being opened and then shut again. There was still somone moving outside. Legolas tensed as they stopped outside the door.
He saw the handle move slowly, very slowly, almost unnoticably so. His grip tightened about the hilt of the sword, and he half closed his eyes so that he could hear the person breathing outside. It sounded like a man, harsh, he had been outside, and the cold was still sticking to his clothes.
The handle was still turning, slowly, slowly, and then he heard the click of the lock falling out of place, and then the door started moving slowly, groaning ever so slightly.
Edie stirred in her sleep, and Legolas prayed that she wouldn't wake up. At this point in time she would be more of a hinderance than a help. She settled back into sleep and Legolas moved round so that he was blocking the intruder from getting to her.
He stood, poised. Then there was a knocking on the door.
"Hello?" it was the Innkeeper's gruff voice.
Legolas frowned and pulled the door open, hoping that the shadows would cover his ears and hair. "Yes?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I disturb you? I was wondering if you were planning to have breakfast tommorrow."
Legolas looked back at Edie. "Yes." he said quickly and shut the door in the poor man's face.
Edie woke up with a start. "What was that?" she asked groggily.
"Nothing." Legolas said, sighing. "Just go back to sleep."
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