***~ Disclaimer I give full credit to J. R.R. Tolkien since he is the mastermind behind Middle-earth and all of it's infamous characters. Mind you that I have invented a few of my own. I have finally read the third book and I am having trouble understanding much of the end of the book.~***
"So Lenion.... that's not a very common name. Where did you get it?"
"I've had my name since my birth a long time ago." snapped Legolas.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to strike a nerve."
"So you don't like prince Legolas."
"No, he goes off on some journey to destroy the ring then after the ring-bearer deserts him he doesn't return home. he is the reason my father was called to Helm's Deep and died there Even that wasn't enough for him he had to continue into Morodor, If I met him I'd...."
"What ? Die by his bow?"
"I'd catch him off guard and...."
"What's wrong?"
"I haven't actually though it out."
"You should try talking to him. I hear that he is a wonderful listener when he has time to listen."
"Yes, when it's convenient for him. What kind of king has no time for his people?"
"Legolas isn't yet the king."
"But the king has fallen ill and told me to speak to him irresponsible, unloyal...brat who even now is locked away in solitude."
"Maybe he needs time to think about his life and if he even wants to be king."
"Who died and made you his defender?"
"I will speak no more of this. You need your own horse. Do you mind a stop for supplies?"
"No, supplies sound like a good choice."
Legolas was so aggravated by this girl. how dare she say such things about him. She didn't even know him. She had no idea of his loss at Helm's Deep and in Morodor. She couldn't know that he saw Lothlorièn before the elves left. The tree there seemed so gloomy now. His heart was so saddened by all that he saw on his travel. His mind started to drift back to Mirkwood and to Kiara what if she too felt this way that he was a irresponsible and unloyal brat. He has spend much of his childhood with Kiara and he didn't like lying to her now. Making her tell everyone that he was still in solitude. His father would pass and his people wouldn't have a King. Everything is his fault......
When Legolas came too he realized that they were at the royal stables. He gracefully demounted Arod and went in to the stables.
"What are you doing? That is Prince Legolas's stable"
"You said it yourself he is in solitude will he really notice one of his horses gone?"
"Will his horses even let anyone else ride them?"
"I guess we'll see." As Legolas passes by each horse he unhitched the doors and let them run free. This would show his father that it was him who let out the horses for they love to play in the field with Legolas. Finally he came to a white Stallion named Natu he was a gift from Arwen. Natu was a most stubborn horse Legolas has not yet trained him. Natu would be perfect. He would buck and try to kick him off much like any of the horses will do to anyone but himself.
"Lenion all the horses are out!!!"
"I know isn't it great! He will lose all his horses. I have found a horse I like. There are supplies in the stable. Come and pick out what you need."
"Oh my, you want me to steal from the prince?"
"Don't worry about it. I will leave money for the prince to replace that which is taken."
"Fine."
As he watched her scrimmage through his stuff he noticed that she had impeccable taste. She went right for his best arrows and his finest quiver. She then reached for his cloak from Lothlorien and last she grabbed Aragorn's forgotten dagger. Legolas had thrown them in the stable after returning from Morodor. He had only his possessions from Mirkwood again. He looked exactly as he had during the Council of Elrond. How he wished he felt the same. The same arrogant elf who went to represent his people and to show off to the dwarf.
"Can you afford to pay for all of this?"
"Yes, don't worry ."
"So off to Gondor."
"Yeah, Gondor. Land of Men."
"You're not changing your mind on me? I can go alone."
"With what gear? Would you walk?"
"Alas, I guess we will have to stay together now."
"You could be the single most annoying elf I've ever meet."
"Wow, and I guess that's saying something since I'm just a young elf right?"
A faint smile crossed Legolas's lips and for the first time he almost felt laughter coming but in a horrible attempt to hide his smile he snapped at Camille and they spent the rest of their day traveling in silence. Soon the sun was in the west and the early moon could be seen in the east. Legolas looked at Camille and he saw her yawn and her eyes looked very droopy. "I'm feeling rather tired. Do you mind if we set up camp for the night?"
"Hu? Sleep? Well only if (yawn) your tired."
"You settle the horses I'll set up a talan."
"A what?" she asked sleepily.
"A talan, a flet?"
"Oh yes, sorry I'm very tired rest was a good idea."
Soon after Camille's head hit the blanket she was out. Her eyes were even closed. She seemed so peaceful in her sleep. Legolas slipped into the forest they were very close to Dol Guldur. A few days travel through Rohan and a stop at Mines Tirith and onto Gondor to see Aragorn. He began to sing to the trees pf his time spent in the beautiful Lothlorien. He sang of the council and friendships made in Rivendell. He sang of Gandalf and his return. He sang of Aragorn and Arwen. Then from no where he began to sing a song from his childhood. About Mirkwood and how blessed the princes were with every girl to swoon and a new one with each moon. He climbed into a tree which seemed to be very calm from hearing his beautiful songs. A single tear formed in his eye and with a quick blink the tear raced down his check until it reached his chi then dripped unto the tree branch. The tree seemed to wince in pain. The small spot where the tear drop fell turned brown and died. Legolas looked down at the tree and saw the damage he had done. He tried to apologize to the tree but it was in pain. He instinctively reached for his blade and cut the palm of his hand and placed it where the tear drop had fallen. When his hand was lifted the tree was well again. There was no evidence that it had ever been harmed. Legolas in the ancient elfish tongue began to sing a song that his father taught him when he was still an elfling. There was no translation that he knew of. His father was the only one he ever heard sing this song. It always made him sleep and feel restored.
"Lenion" said Camille.
Legolas sent no reply. He wasn't used to replying to Lenion.
"Lenion" said Camille louder this time.
"I am here Camille. What's wrong?"
"I had a dream that Prince Legolas did kill me with his bow when I went to see him. He didn't even wait to hear me he didn't even turn around. He shot in the dark."
Legolas quickly went to her side and rapped him arm arms around her. "Camille he would never do such a thing. Even a bad prince would listen first."
"Wow, did you just make a joke? Mr. Serious?"
"Don't let it get out I have a reputation to uphold."
"Wow, two in one day"
They both began to laugh at this remark as Camille fell back asleep her head falling unto his shoulder. Legolas moved until his back was against the tree and Camille curled up into his arms to spend the cold night on the talan.
"So Lenion.... that's not a very common name. Where did you get it?"
"I've had my name since my birth a long time ago." snapped Legolas.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to strike a nerve."
"So you don't like prince Legolas."
"No, he goes off on some journey to destroy the ring then after the ring-bearer deserts him he doesn't return home. he is the reason my father was called to Helm's Deep and died there Even that wasn't enough for him he had to continue into Morodor, If I met him I'd...."
"What ? Die by his bow?"
"I'd catch him off guard and...."
"What's wrong?"
"I haven't actually though it out."
"You should try talking to him. I hear that he is a wonderful listener when he has time to listen."
"Yes, when it's convenient for him. What kind of king has no time for his people?"
"Legolas isn't yet the king."
"But the king has fallen ill and told me to speak to him irresponsible, unloyal...brat who even now is locked away in solitude."
"Maybe he needs time to think about his life and if he even wants to be king."
"Who died and made you his defender?"
"I will speak no more of this. You need your own horse. Do you mind a stop for supplies?"
"No, supplies sound like a good choice."
Legolas was so aggravated by this girl. how dare she say such things about him. She didn't even know him. She had no idea of his loss at Helm's Deep and in Morodor. She couldn't know that he saw Lothlorièn before the elves left. The tree there seemed so gloomy now. His heart was so saddened by all that he saw on his travel. His mind started to drift back to Mirkwood and to Kiara what if she too felt this way that he was a irresponsible and unloyal brat. He has spend much of his childhood with Kiara and he didn't like lying to her now. Making her tell everyone that he was still in solitude. His father would pass and his people wouldn't have a King. Everything is his fault......
When Legolas came too he realized that they were at the royal stables. He gracefully demounted Arod and went in to the stables.
"What are you doing? That is Prince Legolas's stable"
"You said it yourself he is in solitude will he really notice one of his horses gone?"
"Will his horses even let anyone else ride them?"
"I guess we'll see." As Legolas passes by each horse he unhitched the doors and let them run free. This would show his father that it was him who let out the horses for they love to play in the field with Legolas. Finally he came to a white Stallion named Natu he was a gift from Arwen. Natu was a most stubborn horse Legolas has not yet trained him. Natu would be perfect. He would buck and try to kick him off much like any of the horses will do to anyone but himself.
"Lenion all the horses are out!!!"
"I know isn't it great! He will lose all his horses. I have found a horse I like. There are supplies in the stable. Come and pick out what you need."
"Oh my, you want me to steal from the prince?"
"Don't worry about it. I will leave money for the prince to replace that which is taken."
"Fine."
As he watched her scrimmage through his stuff he noticed that she had impeccable taste. She went right for his best arrows and his finest quiver. She then reached for his cloak from Lothlorien and last she grabbed Aragorn's forgotten dagger. Legolas had thrown them in the stable after returning from Morodor. He had only his possessions from Mirkwood again. He looked exactly as he had during the Council of Elrond. How he wished he felt the same. The same arrogant elf who went to represent his people and to show off to the dwarf.
"Can you afford to pay for all of this?"
"Yes, don't worry ."
"So off to Gondor."
"Yeah, Gondor. Land of Men."
"You're not changing your mind on me? I can go alone."
"With what gear? Would you walk?"
"Alas, I guess we will have to stay together now."
"You could be the single most annoying elf I've ever meet."
"Wow, and I guess that's saying something since I'm just a young elf right?"
A faint smile crossed Legolas's lips and for the first time he almost felt laughter coming but in a horrible attempt to hide his smile he snapped at Camille and they spent the rest of their day traveling in silence. Soon the sun was in the west and the early moon could be seen in the east. Legolas looked at Camille and he saw her yawn and her eyes looked very droopy. "I'm feeling rather tired. Do you mind if we set up camp for the night?"
"Hu? Sleep? Well only if (yawn) your tired."
"You settle the horses I'll set up a talan."
"A what?" she asked sleepily.
"A talan, a flet?"
"Oh yes, sorry I'm very tired rest was a good idea."
Soon after Camille's head hit the blanket she was out. Her eyes were even closed. She seemed so peaceful in her sleep. Legolas slipped into the forest they were very close to Dol Guldur. A few days travel through Rohan and a stop at Mines Tirith and onto Gondor to see Aragorn. He began to sing to the trees pf his time spent in the beautiful Lothlorien. He sang of the council and friendships made in Rivendell. He sang of Gandalf and his return. He sang of Aragorn and Arwen. Then from no where he began to sing a song from his childhood. About Mirkwood and how blessed the princes were with every girl to swoon and a new one with each moon. He climbed into a tree which seemed to be very calm from hearing his beautiful songs. A single tear formed in his eye and with a quick blink the tear raced down his check until it reached his chi then dripped unto the tree branch. The tree seemed to wince in pain. The small spot where the tear drop fell turned brown and died. Legolas looked down at the tree and saw the damage he had done. He tried to apologize to the tree but it was in pain. He instinctively reached for his blade and cut the palm of his hand and placed it where the tear drop had fallen. When his hand was lifted the tree was well again. There was no evidence that it had ever been harmed. Legolas in the ancient elfish tongue began to sing a song that his father taught him when he was still an elfling. There was no translation that he knew of. His father was the only one he ever heard sing this song. It always made him sleep and feel restored.
"Lenion" said Camille.
Legolas sent no reply. He wasn't used to replying to Lenion.
"Lenion" said Camille louder this time.
"I am here Camille. What's wrong?"
"I had a dream that Prince Legolas did kill me with his bow when I went to see him. He didn't even wait to hear me he didn't even turn around. He shot in the dark."
Legolas quickly went to her side and rapped him arm arms around her. "Camille he would never do such a thing. Even a bad prince would listen first."
"Wow, did you just make a joke? Mr. Serious?"
"Don't let it get out I have a reputation to uphold."
"Wow, two in one day"
They both began to laugh at this remark as Camille fell back asleep her head falling unto his shoulder. Legolas moved until his back was against the tree and Camille curled up into his arms to spend the cold night on the talan.