Legolas jumped swiftly from the flet, not using the ladders, and
landed on his two feet in poise much like that of a cat.
"Lord Aragorn! How long it has been since I last saw you! Oh there is somebody you must meet." Legolas turned around and gave his hand to help Arwen down from the ladders. "Lady Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell." He had introduced Arwen twice now. It felt strange.
"Arwen en amin.." Aragorn was tall, almost as tall as Legolas, but no where as slender. He had long dark hair which lay un combed upon his head. He must have been in his twenties and he had an air of youth about him. But that was most likely because he was beside two elves who had seen two thousand eight hundred and thirteen autumns of the earth each at least. He bowed his head slightly and kissed her hand.
Arwen nodded her thanks. She was a little afraid, deep down. How did Legolas know such a human.
"Come my friend. Tell me. What brings you to Mirkwood?" Legolas said with a smile.
"Ah, it is a mere visit mellon."
Arwen was a little shocked that a *human* knew even the slightest bit of Elvish. Even if it only meant 'friend'.
"Nae saian luume'. But tell me the truth Aragorn. The Lord of Gondor does not pay his visits idly."
Aragorn sighed. "I know. King Thranduil called me here. He told me he was forming an army."
Legolas' eyes widened. "Mankoi? The Spiders have not attacked anybody for years my friend and the lands are clear as far as we know."
"Not spiders Legolas. Orcs."
"In Mirkwood?" Arwen piped up. "But why would they want to be *here*?"
"Their leader has a skilled plan. He plans to take down the Elvish rulers one by one." Aragorn explained. Arwen paled. Her's and Legolas' father's were Elvish rulers.
"Arwen do not worry. They have not attacked any yet. My father is taking precautions. As will *your* father." Legolas said in a reassuring tone. Though Arwen still looked un sure.
"I must take my leave. King Thranduil awaits" Aragorn bowed his head and walked towards the castle.
Arwen waited until the ranger was far beyond hearing distance before commenting. "Your father trusts his kingdom in the hands of a *mortal*?" she hissed.
"Arwen this is no mere *mortal* you speak of. Aragorn is brilliant in battle. He is an excellent swordsman. He is also a gentleman, or did you not realise his concern about my father's land?"
"But Legolas he is *mortal*. If even the slightest thing should happen to him, he would fade." She protested
"The slightest thing will *not* happen to him Arwen, he is too quick and strong to be brought down in battle." Legolas was beginning to get angry. She was talking of one of his best friends as if he was an Orc. "You know naught of him Arwen. I promise that once you know him better or see him in battle, your thoughts will be altered."
Arwen felt herself blush. But not with embarrassment. She was angry. Angry that Lwgolas could not see all the disadvantages of having a *human* lead the Elvish people into battle. "Legolas see sense." She said slowly. She knew he was angry at her as she was at him, she also knew that whatever he said next was not going to be very leasing to hear.
"No Arwen it is *you* who needs to see sense. Dolle naa lost, brûn Mellon." Legolas fought to keep his voice steady.
"My head is *not* empty!" Arwen snapped. "Is this how you talk to *all* she elves? Because if it is-"
"I only tell people the truth. I am also telling the truth when I say that Mirkwood is safe in the hands of Aragorn. If you do not believe that then so be it."
Arwen stood frozen to the spot. They were going around in circles. Argument, make up argument, make up. Was it always going to be like that? She hesitated before saying anything. She hesitated too long.
"Tenna' telwan san'" Legolas bowed his head slightly and followed Aragorn's path to the castle.
"Legolas." She called. Even though she knew he listened not. "Amin mela lle." She whispered. "I love you".
A/N Yuck. I don't like the way this story is going at the moment so I might totally meddle with Tolkiens time line later GO ME ^_^. R/R
"Lord Aragorn! How long it has been since I last saw you! Oh there is somebody you must meet." Legolas turned around and gave his hand to help Arwen down from the ladders. "Lady Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell." He had introduced Arwen twice now. It felt strange.
"Arwen en amin.." Aragorn was tall, almost as tall as Legolas, but no where as slender. He had long dark hair which lay un combed upon his head. He must have been in his twenties and he had an air of youth about him. But that was most likely because he was beside two elves who had seen two thousand eight hundred and thirteen autumns of the earth each at least. He bowed his head slightly and kissed her hand.
Arwen nodded her thanks. She was a little afraid, deep down. How did Legolas know such a human.
"Come my friend. Tell me. What brings you to Mirkwood?" Legolas said with a smile.
"Ah, it is a mere visit mellon."
Arwen was a little shocked that a *human* knew even the slightest bit of Elvish. Even if it only meant 'friend'.
"Nae saian luume'. But tell me the truth Aragorn. The Lord of Gondor does not pay his visits idly."
Aragorn sighed. "I know. King Thranduil called me here. He told me he was forming an army."
Legolas' eyes widened. "Mankoi? The Spiders have not attacked anybody for years my friend and the lands are clear as far as we know."
"Not spiders Legolas. Orcs."
"In Mirkwood?" Arwen piped up. "But why would they want to be *here*?"
"Their leader has a skilled plan. He plans to take down the Elvish rulers one by one." Aragorn explained. Arwen paled. Her's and Legolas' father's were Elvish rulers.
"Arwen do not worry. They have not attacked any yet. My father is taking precautions. As will *your* father." Legolas said in a reassuring tone. Though Arwen still looked un sure.
"I must take my leave. King Thranduil awaits" Aragorn bowed his head and walked towards the castle.
Arwen waited until the ranger was far beyond hearing distance before commenting. "Your father trusts his kingdom in the hands of a *mortal*?" she hissed.
"Arwen this is no mere *mortal* you speak of. Aragorn is brilliant in battle. He is an excellent swordsman. He is also a gentleman, or did you not realise his concern about my father's land?"
"But Legolas he is *mortal*. If even the slightest thing should happen to him, he would fade." She protested
"The slightest thing will *not* happen to him Arwen, he is too quick and strong to be brought down in battle." Legolas was beginning to get angry. She was talking of one of his best friends as if he was an Orc. "You know naught of him Arwen. I promise that once you know him better or see him in battle, your thoughts will be altered."
Arwen felt herself blush. But not with embarrassment. She was angry. Angry that Lwgolas could not see all the disadvantages of having a *human* lead the Elvish people into battle. "Legolas see sense." She said slowly. She knew he was angry at her as she was at him, she also knew that whatever he said next was not going to be very leasing to hear.
"No Arwen it is *you* who needs to see sense. Dolle naa lost, brûn Mellon." Legolas fought to keep his voice steady.
"My head is *not* empty!" Arwen snapped. "Is this how you talk to *all* she elves? Because if it is-"
"I only tell people the truth. I am also telling the truth when I say that Mirkwood is safe in the hands of Aragorn. If you do not believe that then so be it."
Arwen stood frozen to the spot. They were going around in circles. Argument, make up argument, make up. Was it always going to be like that? She hesitated before saying anything. She hesitated too long.
"Tenna' telwan san'" Legolas bowed his head slightly and followed Aragorn's path to the castle.
"Legolas." She called. Even though she knew he listened not. "Amin mela lle." She whispered. "I love you".
A/N Yuck. I don't like the way this story is going at the moment so I might totally meddle with Tolkiens time line later GO ME ^_^. R/R