Chapter 1
Legolas watched as a set of emotions splayed across the face of the startled girl at his feet. He hadn't meant to say anything but her sobs had wrenched his heart as he had watched her from the trees. She was unknown to him, a stranger, unknown to these parts of the forest.
" Wen .. Miss..." he began as he moved towards her.
Ciara stood to face the adresser, fear sparkling her earthy eyes. She began backing away trying to find a means of escape. * Was he part of her mothers capture? Why was he here?* The questions plagued her yet she felt her heart and soul yearning to reach for his help. She had to find her mother, she couldnt do it alone. But she couldnt trust him. He was continuing to advance... why didnt he just stop. It dawned on her slowly that he had said something. He had called her wen.. recognition and astonishment dawned in her thoughts. He is Elven. Yet he had then called her miss. He used the toungue of Gondor, the toungue of the race of man. He didnt think she understood his elvish.
" Who are you?" she questioned stopping to gaze curiously at him. His white blonde hair was pulled half back and fell past his shoulders in silk tresses. His smoky eyes sent trails of uneasiness through her system. They held a intamcy in them not meant for first encounters. As if he had read her thoughts he took a step back and a look of friendliness replaced the latter.
" Are you alright miss? " he asked soothingly, " Can you understand me?"
Ciara bowed her head and grinned slyly. * If only you knew....* she thought. Then remembering his earlier intuitiveness she blocked them quickly. " I....My.... " she stammered feeling the tears catching in her throat. " Maman...." she sobbed feeling her legs lose their strenght. As she crumpled to the ground she felt a pair of strong arms encircle her in a protective embrace.
" Shhh.. I am hear now. Trust me. We will find her. " Legolas, with the sobbing girl in his arms strode into the forest. If there was one person that would know what to do it would be Elrond. Of this he was sure. The elf king was an old friend whom he knew he could trust. He was determined to help this..... A thought occurred to him as he made his way through the wood towards Rivendale. He had at first thought that this girl was a child. Now that he had her in his arms his thoughts were quite different. The frail being he held so close was a young woman... a quite well formed young woman. Legolas grinned... if Aragorn could hear him now.
Flash Back
The forest of Rivendell was in sight just beyond the horizon. Logolas rode beside Aragorn in peacful silence, both lost in their thoughts.
" Thinking of Arewen are we?" asked Legolas grinning. He knew his friend all to well. Leaving Elronds daughter had been the hardest thing Legolas imagined Aragorn had ever experienced.
" Ahhh my friend..." Aragorn had sighed, " One day you will know why I gaze longngly to the stars.
At this Legolas had laughed, denying that he would ever allow himself to fall for a maiden. As it was there was none yet in neither Mirkwood nor Revendell that had sparked his interest. Yet sometimes... deep down he wished......
End Flash back
Legolas was startled out of his memory at the sight of his horse or lack of it. * Where had he gotten off too. * This was not good.
Legolas watched as a set of emotions splayed across the face of the startled girl at his feet. He hadn't meant to say anything but her sobs had wrenched his heart as he had watched her from the trees. She was unknown to him, a stranger, unknown to these parts of the forest.
" Wen .. Miss..." he began as he moved towards her.
Ciara stood to face the adresser, fear sparkling her earthy eyes. She began backing away trying to find a means of escape. * Was he part of her mothers capture? Why was he here?* The questions plagued her yet she felt her heart and soul yearning to reach for his help. She had to find her mother, she couldnt do it alone. But she couldnt trust him. He was continuing to advance... why didnt he just stop. It dawned on her slowly that he had said something. He had called her wen.. recognition and astonishment dawned in her thoughts. He is Elven. Yet he had then called her miss. He used the toungue of Gondor, the toungue of the race of man. He didnt think she understood his elvish.
" Who are you?" she questioned stopping to gaze curiously at him. His white blonde hair was pulled half back and fell past his shoulders in silk tresses. His smoky eyes sent trails of uneasiness through her system. They held a intamcy in them not meant for first encounters. As if he had read her thoughts he took a step back and a look of friendliness replaced the latter.
" Are you alright miss? " he asked soothingly, " Can you understand me?"
Ciara bowed her head and grinned slyly. * If only you knew....* she thought. Then remembering his earlier intuitiveness she blocked them quickly. " I....My.... " she stammered feeling the tears catching in her throat. " Maman...." she sobbed feeling her legs lose their strenght. As she crumpled to the ground she felt a pair of strong arms encircle her in a protective embrace.
" Shhh.. I am hear now. Trust me. We will find her. " Legolas, with the sobbing girl in his arms strode into the forest. If there was one person that would know what to do it would be Elrond. Of this he was sure. The elf king was an old friend whom he knew he could trust. He was determined to help this..... A thought occurred to him as he made his way through the wood towards Rivendale. He had at first thought that this girl was a child. Now that he had her in his arms his thoughts were quite different. The frail being he held so close was a young woman... a quite well formed young woman. Legolas grinned... if Aragorn could hear him now.
Flash Back
The forest of Rivendell was in sight just beyond the horizon. Logolas rode beside Aragorn in peacful silence, both lost in their thoughts.
" Thinking of Arewen are we?" asked Legolas grinning. He knew his friend all to well. Leaving Elronds daughter had been the hardest thing Legolas imagined Aragorn had ever experienced.
" Ahhh my friend..." Aragorn had sighed, " One day you will know why I gaze longngly to the stars.
At this Legolas had laughed, denying that he would ever allow himself to fall for a maiden. As it was there was none yet in neither Mirkwood nor Revendell that had sparked his interest. Yet sometimes... deep down he wished......
End Flash back
Legolas was startled out of his memory at the sight of his horse or lack of it. * Where had he gotten off too. * This was not good.