Chapter 1: "You can trust me..."
The Misty Mountains were filled with life. A soft hum floated with the wind as the scent of lavenders filled the air. A she-elf walked along the shore of a small stream before finding a fallen log. She slowly climbed onto it and crossed to a meadow on the other side. SLowly, she bent down and stuck her nose against the flowers, taking in their beautiful aroma.
As the she-elf lied back in the meadow, she sang as old elvish song to herself, and whomever else might be listening.
Off in the woods, an elf rode along on his horse. As he passed by a stream, he stopped to cool himself. Just as he bent down to splash his face with water, his horse took off.
"Arod!" he called after his steed.
Arod kept going and he followed, slowly catching up until he encountered a meadow. He took slow, small steps when he saw another being with Arod. It was a girl. She had long, dark hair, and a gentle and calming aura.
She slowly stroked Arod's mane and saw him out of the corner of her eye. Her hand was taken aback as she slowly took a step backwards.
"I won't hurt you. I'm sorry if I frightened you," he said soothingly.
The girl looked over him for a moment, "Who are you? I have had yet to encounter any good here."
"I am Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. And you?" he asked, bowing respectively.
"Asreila," she replied softly, walking back up to Arod and stroking his mane.
Legolas nodded and watched the passion in her eyes as she caressed Arod's neck. The horse nuzzled against her cheek and she smiled.
"His name is Arod," Legolas said.
Asreila smiled, "That's a beautiful name."
Legolas' bright blue eyes searched her eyes for meaning, "You said that you haven't seen any good within these parts. If you don't mind my asking, why are you here?"
Asreila blushed and looked away, "To tell the truth Legolas of Mirkwood, I have not a clue as to why I am here.."
He looked at her confused, "Where are your living quarters?"
"Just beyond this meadow, and through those trees in the cottage."
"Do you live by yourself?"
Asreila hesitated, "Do you ask so many questions?"
Legolas laughed, "I apologize, it's just odd to hear of a she-elf living by herself."
Asreila nodded, "I know...I know..."
She returned her attention to Arod as Legolas watched, "Would you like to go for a ride?"
Asreila looked into his eyes questionably.
"You can trust me," he said, outreaching his hand for hers. Something in his eyes told her that he was telling the truth. He lifted her up onto the horse and he climbed on behind her.
"Do you mind?" he asked as he went to reach his arms around her.
"Oh no! Go ahead," Asreila said as he reached forward and grabbed the reins.
The two of them slowly rode along and talked quietly. As the sun started to set, Asreila realized what was going to happen to her.
"Legolas, I have to go back!" she replied fearfully.
"What's wrong? Do you sense something?" he asked as Arod turned and Legolas looked around for any coming danger.
Asreila shook her head and closed her eyes, "No, just....just, I have to go back."
Without asking, Legolas started back to the meadow where they were before. He went over ways in his head to ask what was troubling her, but nothing seemed right.
As they reached the quite meadow, Legolas dismounted his horse then lifted Asreila down.
"May I walk you to the cottage?" Legolas asked.
"No, I can manage on my own," she said, with tears.
"What is troubling you Asreila? You fear of something, what is it?" Legolas asked as he looked into her eyes for an answer.
She shook her head and thanked him, "Diola lle....I must go."
She ran off into the small trees that grew before the shores of the stream. Legolas went to follow but couldn't see where she went. Sadness filled his heart as he whispered, "Tira ten' rashwe!" (Be careful.)
Asreila slowly and quietly walked back into the cottage. Her keen eyes searched for anything that might take harm upon her as she walked towards her room.
"Lord wants you!" something growled as it leapt out from behind her and grabbed her.
The Misty Mountains were filled with life. A soft hum floated with the wind as the scent of lavenders filled the air. A she-elf walked along the shore of a small stream before finding a fallen log. She slowly climbed onto it and crossed to a meadow on the other side. SLowly, she bent down and stuck her nose against the flowers, taking in their beautiful aroma.
As the she-elf lied back in the meadow, she sang as old elvish song to herself, and whomever else might be listening.
Off in the woods, an elf rode along on his horse. As he passed by a stream, he stopped to cool himself. Just as he bent down to splash his face with water, his horse took off.
"Arod!" he called after his steed.
Arod kept going and he followed, slowly catching up until he encountered a meadow. He took slow, small steps when he saw another being with Arod. It was a girl. She had long, dark hair, and a gentle and calming aura.
She slowly stroked Arod's mane and saw him out of the corner of her eye. Her hand was taken aback as she slowly took a step backwards.
"I won't hurt you. I'm sorry if I frightened you," he said soothingly.
The girl looked over him for a moment, "Who are you? I have had yet to encounter any good here."
"I am Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. And you?" he asked, bowing respectively.
"Asreila," she replied softly, walking back up to Arod and stroking his mane.
Legolas nodded and watched the passion in her eyes as she caressed Arod's neck. The horse nuzzled against her cheek and she smiled.
"His name is Arod," Legolas said.
Asreila smiled, "That's a beautiful name."
Legolas' bright blue eyes searched her eyes for meaning, "You said that you haven't seen any good within these parts. If you don't mind my asking, why are you here?"
Asreila blushed and looked away, "To tell the truth Legolas of Mirkwood, I have not a clue as to why I am here.."
He looked at her confused, "Where are your living quarters?"
"Just beyond this meadow, and through those trees in the cottage."
"Do you live by yourself?"
Asreila hesitated, "Do you ask so many questions?"
Legolas laughed, "I apologize, it's just odd to hear of a she-elf living by herself."
Asreila nodded, "I know...I know..."
She returned her attention to Arod as Legolas watched, "Would you like to go for a ride?"
Asreila looked into his eyes questionably.
"You can trust me," he said, outreaching his hand for hers. Something in his eyes told her that he was telling the truth. He lifted her up onto the horse and he climbed on behind her.
"Do you mind?" he asked as he went to reach his arms around her.
"Oh no! Go ahead," Asreila said as he reached forward and grabbed the reins.
The two of them slowly rode along and talked quietly. As the sun started to set, Asreila realized what was going to happen to her.
"Legolas, I have to go back!" she replied fearfully.
"What's wrong? Do you sense something?" he asked as Arod turned and Legolas looked around for any coming danger.
Asreila shook her head and closed her eyes, "No, just....just, I have to go back."
Without asking, Legolas started back to the meadow where they were before. He went over ways in his head to ask what was troubling her, but nothing seemed right.
As they reached the quite meadow, Legolas dismounted his horse then lifted Asreila down.
"May I walk you to the cottage?" Legolas asked.
"No, I can manage on my own," she said, with tears.
"What is troubling you Asreila? You fear of something, what is it?" Legolas asked as he looked into her eyes for an answer.
She shook her head and thanked him, "Diola lle....I must go."
She ran off into the small trees that grew before the shores of the stream. Legolas went to follow but couldn't see where she went. Sadness filled his heart as he whispered, "Tira ten' rashwe!" (Be careful.)
Asreila slowly and quietly walked back into the cottage. Her keen eyes searched for anything that might take harm upon her as she walked towards her room.
"Lord wants you!" something growled as it leapt out from behind her and grabbed her.