"Disclaimer": I do not own lord of the rings, though I wish I did, the only thing I own is the descriptions of Legolas's and Arownen's rooms, and of course Arownen. I also own Legolas's friends Tearith and Derthi, Plus Arownen's father and world, but unfortunately not lord of the rings.





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In the mist of winter, for the companions of Mirkwood, a new shadow grows over the land, the shadow of night. They press on, through the thick black forest for all three elves the journey to the end of the borders of Mirkwood fair. They run to the southeastern side of their beloved country. They were seeking the dark lord's spies and minions.

Finally, they came to the place they have sought. There in a small tree shelter amongst the leafless forest of winter, they hide at the edge. They saw not a ripple or disturbance over the plain. In site was nothing to be found. Hours and Hours went by, darkness rising and a new sun glistened in the morning.

Mordor was rising again, as could be told a shadow lay over the land. 5 elves on posts had been but a day or two before killed at the same place they now sat. The elves reportedly did not hear or see the attacker though knowing it was the hoards of the enemy. They had not heard them coming. The elves were talking amongst the seven of themselves. They were attacked by surprise.

The wounded two that survived made it back to Mirkwood's kingdom. They reported the happening to their king, Lord Thranduil. Thranduil sent his son Legolas to the edges to protect the kingdom against other attacks. A two-day journey to the east farthings of Mirkwood, were they now remain.

Far away, they remember the mountains of the peaceful western edges of beautiful Mirkwood, though now they see nothing but dead plain. The shadows of the world lessen, the light grows and the first word is spoken by Legolas, prince of the elves.

"Winter is rising, a new day approaches. What new wonder may come?" He whispers softly to the wind. Though his companions caught his soft words with no reply.

Legolas was a most adored elf prince by all. Hair of sun gold, eyes of sky blue. Skin fair as snow, eyes and ears such as the hawk and fox. His skill with a bow surpassed many elf and men alike.

The two accompanying the mighty prince was Tearith and Derthi. Derthi, with hair as well in gold and eyes of sky, fair skin and though not as tall and skilled as Legolas. He was an elf of cunning, more skilled with a sword than a bow, but at must an expert with arrows. Moreover, Tearith, Fine elf with a peace-caring sense, had long hair of brown and eyes of silver. Skilled with weapons but hardly found a use for them, more so a skilled physical fighter than a bow or swordsmen.

Tearith looked out over the plain at the moving darkness and then turned to his prince. "Nothing must we fear in hopes of a coming day." He said. Legolas nodded thoughtfully.

"Though untold are your words, May them be true. Let us hope nothing ill for this daylight." said Legolas.

Suddenly all grew silent. There was something moving over the plain. They looked but they could not quite make out. It was coming towards them but seemed to far off. It might have taken the nameless creature hours to get to be were they were concealed.

They did not take their piercing eyes off the object. It seemed but a few hours before they could make out a description.

A maiden, fair indeed, as looking from a distance they could not make out much yet. They waited, but yet other hours passed and the maiden was coming closer. Seeming harmless, the elves looked at one another in the same thought as to greet her and to see as what business brings her to Mirkwood.

Legolas motioned to the others to come down from the treetops and so they followed him. Soundlessly they landed but a dozen feet from the snow covered ground onto some low braches still out of sight.

The shadow of night now pressing on to the late evening, they no longer could see where they had first laid eyes on the maiden, for it was shrouded with darkness. The hours came later as they had guessed her pace slowed. Before them the ground was nearly the same black that faded into the night trees, if it were not for the white snow glistening like pearl and silver amidst the moonlight.

They heard nothing approach and thought the maiden had turned the other way, until they saw a figure shrouded in a silver-green cloak appear beneath them.

Legolas jumped from the tree and gracefully land in front of the maiden. He pulled an arrow from his quiver and notched it almost instantly.

"By order of King Thranduil, what business brings you to Mirkwood." He ordered.

The others elves then jumped soundlessly from the branches and took out their bows and arrows as well.

"Show yourself!" Legolas commanded after the maiden did not speak for some time.

The Maiden then took her hood from her face as the prince commanded. The elves gasped and lowered their bows, all but Legolas, which remained unmoved. After the elves saw him, they again held up their bows, but only bending the string half way.

The maiden was elf kind, with a waterfall of hair down to her waist of Gold and brown. Her eyes were gold as well, her skin was of fair completion and her lips were full and red as the rose. She was all the beauty of the earth, moon, stars, and sky. There seemed to be light emanating from her fair slender form. The great darkness of night seemed unable to hide her pure beauty of a shining star. The shadow lifted from their minds.

For sometime in silence they waited for words. Then, softly, she spoke. They had felt as if she were singing to them. Her voice was as like a river, flowing into beautiful thoughts.

"I am called Isilme by mortal men, although my name among the elves is Arownen. I am daughter of Lord Farowbeth. He is king of the unknown plains and forest beyond the know evil of Mordor. I have had a long journey to find you, prince Legolas. Something has gone amiss. The dark lord is gathering strength and my people grow weary from fear and sorrow, there is no longer hope. Though my land is hidden well beyond knowledge, minions still find their ways. Please, My lord." She bowed low then looked deep into his eyes, "Will you not help."

He gasped at mention of his name. He did not tell her however, she was strange to the land and he nodded now taking his bow down to his side and bowed.

"I have read about your people Arownen, and of your king. We will bring you to my father, he will help you. But tell me Lady Arownen, did you travel alone? Surly elves of wise stature would not let such a beautiful maiden such as you yourself go astray. Please tell us of your story." He said thoughtfully.

They had started back to the woodland realm to meet King Thraduil. Though the other elves watched her intently, they also listened to the sounds of the night, despite the fact that nothing was heard as Legolas guided Arownen to his home. She spoke soft words again in reply to Legolas.

"No my father did not send me unprotected. I had a company of five elves, one, my brother, died." She added with sorrow clearly in her eyes.

"But my men died bravely, an ambush of some fifty orcs came upon us. They had killed my men, though I had a horse sift as the flowing waters of the river Lierthinia did I tell him to run. As he did, I tried to shoot at every orc I could spot, seeing my men fall has brought me great distress. After killing most all the orcs I went to him, my brother, and told him, I would not fail our people. In that moment, he died in my arms. His blood faded away and I held him for almost hours until I heard more orcs coming. My horse ran, but the orcs were too many and they had giant beasts. My horse was shot and killed as I ran into a near forest and evaded them." She fell silent and no one talked for some time.

They walked though the forest, the sun was raising. The new day was coming and they still needed to go about another days journey. The sites and sounds of dear Mirkwood, even in winter, amazed the elf maiden.

Legolas told her of his years and history as she told him hers. She was an elf of 4000 years age. He only being 3000 felt young. He was astounded of the princess's wisdom of the ages. Her beauty often came to mind as he looked at her in the background of black and white.

Another day passed and the Elves took up some Lambas bread and what Arownen called Bearenew, it was light with silver. It tasted as sweet as chocolate but it kept them going through the long winter journey. She said it was maid from herbs of, by the great river Lierthinia, which ran though her country.

Finally, they reached the kingdom of Mirkwood. The great shining palace was nice to see after the only light of Arownen and the moon, stars and sun to see in the black forest.

Legolas took her up the white steps and into the great study of his father. Books upon books lined the great walls. Were his father sat, a great black wooden desk was filled with parchment and ink. Legolas knocked on the slightly opened door, his companions and Arownen listened intently.

"Yes whom is it?" the king said.

"Legolas, your son. I have urgent news, that can not wait." He said through the door.

"Oh Legolas my son, come in." the king got up from his desk and opened the door. The companions bowed low as the king greeted them and they went inside.

"Arownen?" the king questioned his son after Legolas had told him of her great adventure.

"Yes my lord." She bowed.

"Are you of kin to King Farowbeth?" he asked her, his eyes intent on her own.

"Yes my lord, I am afraid distressing news had come about. However I must have eat and drink for I am famished and can hardly stand." She said.

"Of course my dear. The sun is almost at noon, can it wait until after dinner?" He said.

"Yes sire." She thanked him and the king then turned to his son and companions.

"Give this young maiden of a room of Silver, the finest. Legolas you will show her around." He announced, and then they left the study.

Tearith and Derthi bowed to Legolas and Arownen once outside the walls of the king's study. "Legolas we will now take our leave. If you would allow us we would like to go shoot arrows in your court." They looked at Legolas intently.

He nodded and they then bowed to Lady Arownen. "Lady Arownen, lest we come on a Fairer face your are as beloved as the evening star. We wish to look upon your beauty soon." They bowed again.

Arownen blushed a little but her completion hardly showed it. "Your words are kind, I hope we too will meet again."

Legolas then intervened, "At supper, you will be joining us, will you not, Arownen?"

"Yes I shall see you at supper then," She said. They bowed low and walked down the stairs and out the door.

"Shall I show you to your room Arownen?" Legolas gestured her to follow him.

She nodded and they walked down the hall to a door next to his own room. The door was beautiful and clad with gold leaves.

"This will at best suit you, I hope." He said as he opened the door.

No fairer place in all her land has she witnessed. The room was indeed silver beyond anything of moon or stars. Leaves laid in the walls were green and gold, her bed was enormous yet beautiful with silver curtains and frame of leaves surrounded it. There was a table facing a silver lined mirror that had all kinds of make up and perfumes on it. The table was of course silver with gold letters written in elfish. Three windows looked out into a shallow glade in the trees. From them, she could see birds singing and a small pond shining from the gleaming sun.

"Oh Legolas," he said as she ran her fingers over the bed curtains. "Its beautiful." She sighed as she ran to him and threw her arms around him.

He was surprised at first and did not know how to react. Then he hugged her tightly. She broke his embrace and looked out the window. He walked over to her, then put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck softly.

He waited for some time to for her to recoil or pull away, but she did nothing. He wished her gentle words to emanate from her lips, but she spoke no words.

"My lady, will you not speak or move." He said softly. He looked to the floor and to the windows as she said nothing. Then, finally she spoke.

"Legolas, you think me fair?" She questioned him. She did not, however, pull from him.

"Arownen, how could you ask such questions, you beauty is indescribable." He said into her ear.

"Thank you for this room then, dear Legolas. For I think me not worthy of such beauty." She sighed.

"Nothing, My lady, is to good to grace your magnificence." He said as he pulled away and walked to the door.

"I wish you to accompany me to tonight's dinner." He said. Then he bowed low.

"I shall need to ready myself. I will come to your room when I have finished." She said.

He then walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. He had never known a maiden so fair. She was unlike any he had seen. She was such as from a story that his Imagination would make up. He thought it was all a dream. "If it is a dream, I will soon wake," he thought to himself.

He turned and walked about ten steps before reaching his own room. His door was green with trees and leaves. The visions of Mirkwood in summer he had come to love. He opened it and went inside.

His room was fair in green. He did not have a makeup table, though he had instead a table to write letters. Ink and parchment were placed on the green desk. The windows outside looked onto the pond that Arownen did as well. His bed was clad in black and green. A mirror ageist the wall was lined with gold.

He sighed as he sat on his bed. "What am I going to do?" he asked himself. "She lives so very far away. I love her, that's it, though I wonder how she feels of me." He laid on his bed and before he knew it, he fell into sleep.





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