Willow rode up though the main forest up to the palace. Everyone seemed very busy. She dismounted her horse, which was taken away by a stable hand. So this is Mirkwood then. She thought. Why does it have such a bad name?
"Excuse me?" Willow asked and she tapped on an elf's shoulder. He didn't turn around. Willow tried again.
"Excuse me?"
Willow sighed.
"HELLO?"
The elf jumped and turned around and glared at her.
"What do you want?" He sneered.
"What do I want? Let me see? Well, I've just arrived from Rivendell, so I would like to be let into the palace and directed to my rooms." Willow smiled.
"You stay in the palace?" The guard started laughing.
"It's no problem. I'll just ride back to Rivendell…"
"Yes little girl you do that"
"And tell Lord Elrond that they won't let me in the palace shall I?"
The guard turned pale.
"Lord Elrond? I am so sorry, Milady. A misunderstanding. Please follow me."
Willow smirked.
She followed the gate upstairs to her rooms. It was a large room with a four poster bed. The walls and bed spread were a light blue with silver decoration a large bay window looked out onto the archery targets. Willow smiled.
*~*~*
"Ah, Legolas have you met the lady from Rivendell yet," his father asked him.
"No not yet. She sounds amazing though."
"Indeed."
A guard quickly ran into the room.
"Where is the Lady from Rivendell?"
The guard swallowed.
"She is at the archery targets, Sire. Her name is Willow."
"Why is she at the archery targets?" Legolas asked.
The guard swallowed again.
"She is practicing archery sir."
"What?" Legolas couldn't believe his ears.
He ran outside to the archery targets and sure enough a female elf was practicing archery. Two plaits held her long black hair back and she was wearing leggings and a tunic that was dark red with her back towards him.
Legolas couldn't believe it.
Willow turned around.
"Haven't you ever seen a lady doing archery before?"