Chapter 7
He couldn't believe it, she was meant to be dead !
« Ralita... »
He blinked a few times, afraid his eyes were just seeing things that were not.
But the beautiful human was still there. She was still wearing that blue and white dress he last saw her with. She was staring at him with those affectionate eyes.
« Come, come with me... » she whispered, holding out her hand, reaching for Legolas.
« But they told me you were dead, killed by spiders ! »
He looked at her with confused eyes.
« No... I'm alive, as you can see. Come to me now... »
Legolas took a few steps forward, in the water.
He didn't care about getting a little wet. He didn't care about anything. Anything except Ralita.
But his sharp, elven eyes caught a slight movement in the bushes behind the human girl.
He looked past her and grabbed his bow as a precaution.
« Careful ! There is something in those bushes. »
Legolas walked behind Ralita, standing between the mysterious bushes and her. To protect her against whatever was there.
« Hahaha ! »
A deep, low, cruel laugh.
« How adorable ! A proud elf who cares for a human ! »
Legolas grabbed an arrow and aimed to where the voice came from.
An old man came out of the bushes, wearing a black cloak and holding his golden sword with both hands.
But legolas wasn't looking at his long sword but at his face.
It was... His father's !
Same hair, same features.
Legolas blinked a few times.
Elves don't fall ill, but now Legolas was sure there was something wrong with him.
Or maybe it was just all a dream...
« Are you surprised ? » continued the deep voice.
« Well, here's one answer to some of the questions in your head... »
The man pointed out his hand towards Ralita, whispered some spell in an unknown language and the human girl disappeared !
« She's dead. That was just an hallucination to make you come here, on your own... Look around you my dear elf. »
Legolas did what he said and to his surprise, elves came out of the trees all around them.
He was encircled.
His attention went back to the man, who looked exactly like his father.
« Who are you ? Is your face an hallucination too ? » Legolas asked ina rather aggressive voice.
« No, this is my real face. I do look very much like King Thranduil, like your father ! »
Legolas' eyes widen with surprise.
« Because you *are* his son aren't you Legolas ? - How do you know my name ? - Let's say I have a reliable source of information... »
And the dark man looked at one of the elves surrounding them.
Legolas did the same.
« Nevnedlor ! You are a... traitor ?! »
It seemed to Legolas that his world was totally falling apart.
Ralita was dead, probably murdered by that mysterious man, who looks exactly like his father, and the elf, Nevnedlor, one of the King's dearest friend, was in fact a traitor !
Legolas dropped his head forward in despair.
« Nevnedlor is the one who told me how you fell deeply in love with this human. He's also going to be the one who'll tell the King his youngest son has been kidnapped ! - What ? Why ? You are kidnapping me !? Who do you think you are ? »
And, with those words, Legolas lifted his bow again, ready to shoot that man.
« Don't do that Legolas. The elves around you have the same reflexes as you. It would be nonsense to try and fight us... »
The dark man then looked at Legolas in the eys and murmured something.
Probably some kind of magic spell because Legolas blinked and his beautiful, blue eyes progressivly closed.
Even if elves sleep with their eyes open, the magic spell plunged Legolas ina deep, heavy sleep...
Chapter 8 soon.... ( If I *ever* get the time to write it ! )
He couldn't believe it, she was meant to be dead !
« Ralita... »
He blinked a few times, afraid his eyes were just seeing things that were not.
But the beautiful human was still there. She was still wearing that blue and white dress he last saw her with. She was staring at him with those affectionate eyes.
« Come, come with me... » she whispered, holding out her hand, reaching for Legolas.
« But they told me you were dead, killed by spiders ! »
He looked at her with confused eyes.
« No... I'm alive, as you can see. Come to me now... »
Legolas took a few steps forward, in the water.
He didn't care about getting a little wet. He didn't care about anything. Anything except Ralita.
But his sharp, elven eyes caught a slight movement in the bushes behind the human girl.
He looked past her and grabbed his bow as a precaution.
« Careful ! There is something in those bushes. »
Legolas walked behind Ralita, standing between the mysterious bushes and her. To protect her against whatever was there.
« Hahaha ! »
A deep, low, cruel laugh.
« How adorable ! A proud elf who cares for a human ! »
Legolas grabbed an arrow and aimed to where the voice came from.
An old man came out of the bushes, wearing a black cloak and holding his golden sword with both hands.
But legolas wasn't looking at his long sword but at his face.
It was... His father's !
Same hair, same features.
Legolas blinked a few times.
Elves don't fall ill, but now Legolas was sure there was something wrong with him.
Or maybe it was just all a dream...
« Are you surprised ? » continued the deep voice.
« Well, here's one answer to some of the questions in your head... »
The man pointed out his hand towards Ralita, whispered some spell in an unknown language and the human girl disappeared !
« She's dead. That was just an hallucination to make you come here, on your own... Look around you my dear elf. »
Legolas did what he said and to his surprise, elves came out of the trees all around them.
He was encircled.
His attention went back to the man, who looked exactly like his father.
« Who are you ? Is your face an hallucination too ? » Legolas asked ina rather aggressive voice.
« No, this is my real face. I do look very much like King Thranduil, like your father ! »
Legolas' eyes widen with surprise.
« Because you *are* his son aren't you Legolas ? - How do you know my name ? - Let's say I have a reliable source of information... »
And the dark man looked at one of the elves surrounding them.
Legolas did the same.
« Nevnedlor ! You are a... traitor ?! »
It seemed to Legolas that his world was totally falling apart.
Ralita was dead, probably murdered by that mysterious man, who looks exactly like his father, and the elf, Nevnedlor, one of the King's dearest friend, was in fact a traitor !
Legolas dropped his head forward in despair.
« Nevnedlor is the one who told me how you fell deeply in love with this human. He's also going to be the one who'll tell the King his youngest son has been kidnapped ! - What ? Why ? You are kidnapping me !? Who do you think you are ? »
And, with those words, Legolas lifted his bow again, ready to shoot that man.
« Don't do that Legolas. The elves around you have the same reflexes as you. It would be nonsense to try and fight us... »
The dark man then looked at Legolas in the eys and murmured something.
Probably some kind of magic spell because Legolas blinked and his beautiful, blue eyes progressivly closed.
Even if elves sleep with their eyes open, the magic spell plunged Legolas ina deep, heavy sleep...
Chapter 8 soon.... ( If I *ever* get the time to write it ! )