Disclaimer: I own none of these characters... though I wish I did. Lets Recap... Lindell "shot" Legolas with an arrow... but she seemed to like him so much. WHAT HAPPENED? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They journeyed on, not stopping for food or water in nearly hours until the sunset again. By the time, Legolas did call a halt it was deep into the night. All, save Lindell, looked weary.

Lindell still had a look of Anger and tears in her eyes. She seemed scared, but would never show it. Her hands had been bound around her waist so she could not lift them.

When they sat down Legolas did not look at her, though she was constantly looking at him. He was angered by her, she had befriended him and she threw away that friendship.

He walked by Lindell again, and she jumped to him trying to trip him with her legs. The rest of the solders got up and whipped her back down.

"Legolas! Please!" she cried. He only turned away and into the night, they continued.

Morning rose without a sound, save the wind through the trees. They were only a day or two from Edoras, capital of Rohan city of the horse lords. They passed a forest in the day and decided to stop and rest. A river was found deep within the forest.

When the soldiers descended into the forest noises came rolling out. Legolas looked up and into the dark malice of trees. He saw something creeping, something, moving.

"Fangorn forest." He said softly to himself. "Haldir, we will stay outside the forest."

Haldir nodded and called his men back. They rested only an hours wroth before returning to the road. The sun was nearly setting and the saw the vast plains of Rohan. Nothing could be seen or heard. The day came into clouds and rain started pouring onto their silver cloaks and armor underneath.

Lindell tried to talk with Legolas repeatedly but he refused her. She looked weary from rage and sorrow.

Another day passed and they stood only two or three leagues from Edoras. They could almost see it beneath the falling rain. Legolas's hair was wet and the water dripping down his mournful face looked like silver tears.

The walked on, did not stop. After a long journey, they had reached the city of Rohan. They were greeted with friendly cheers. The small buildings of houses around the bottom slope of a small mountain were what homed the people of Rohan. And the castle of the king was at the up most edge. Humungous with rock walls it rose out of the ground. Flags of green with horses painted on them were hung everywhere flapping in to wind.

A man with brown ragged hair down to his shoulders and eyes of sky blue greeted Legolas as he jumped off the horse. His name was Aragorn, son of Arathorn and raised by Elrond. He was known to many an elf and man alike. He was handsome, and was known to be loved by one, Arwen Evenstar, daughter of Elrond.

Legolas was leading his horse into the stables when Aragorn came to him ride after he had put his horse away.

"Legolas." He said as he shook the elf's hand.

"It is good to see a friend face Aragorn."

"Yes, good to see you too. But what have you here?" cried Aragorn looking now at Lindell. "This elf maiden looks full of suffering, what did she do to deserve this?"

Legolas looked to the floor then took off his golden armor and cloak of gray to show Aragorn the deep gash in his shoulder.

"Legolas, she did this?" Aragorn looked surprised. Legolas nodded and covered himself back up. He looked around then something came fumbling in.

It was Gimli the stout dwarf. Elves and dwarfs were not best allies as Elves and men were. Gimli was of good nature, though very stubborn. He had eyes of brown and long hair and beard of long red. His smiled changed to a deep frown when he saw the company of elves.

"Gimli, these are the elves in which will save Rohan." Aragorn said. Gimli huffed and waited for Legolas to say something, as he seemed the leader. There was a long paused.

"Fellow Gimli, I am Legolas, Son for King Thranduil and Prince of Mirkwood." He held his hand out to shake Gimli's.

"Well thank you for coming!" Gimli said now with a big smile as he shook Legolas's hand.

The elves smiled at the dwarf and Aragorn spoke with Legolas to tell him of the recent Happenings. Hours went by before any of them step foot in the castle. And after tell Legolas of Gandalf the White, of Boromir Son of Denethor passing, and the ring bearer departing with his friend, and also the other two hobbits getting stolen by a company of orcs, Legolas took himself into deep though and sat on a bench in the stable.

"Gandalf, the white?" he said at last.

"Yes Legolas, Gandalf fell in Moria, though we found him in Fangorn. He was cloaked in white and his silver hair has bleached. Was an interesting sight to see, Gandalf, him being cleaned and having his beard trimmed." He laughed.

Legolas smiled quietly and walked out of the stables with Aragorn. The group of elves had long before gone to the great hall in the castle, along with Gimli the dwarf.

Legolas and Aragorn talked of more things and the sun was started to descend. They talked of Arwen and Arownen, and of this new fair lady, which had been brought to a bedroom of her own.

The sun was down and they went inside the castle to the giant chair in the front. T here saw a tall man with shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes. He looked older, but not almost dieing. Beside him his Nephew Éomer stood. And to the kings right had, the white lady Éwoyn, sat in a small chair. Her hair of long gold and eyes of blue, so fair she could have been an elf maiden as well. And Éomer, hair of long gold as well, though on this his shoulders, him and his sister, Éwoyn, resembled each other extensively.

Lady Éwoyn and Éomer went over to Legolas and greeted him humbly before they presented him to their uncle.

"Ah, Legolas, thank you for coming on such short terms. I have awaited your arrival. But this lady, Lindell, she does not seem very happy. If you pardon my saying, you should take better care of such a fair." He said slowly. "Now go, dinner will be served, you must ready yourselves."

Legolas and Aragorn bowed lowed and turned to the stair on their left. They went up them and into a shallow hallway lit by torches. Legolas was shown to his room. Te walls were rock and there was hardly any sunlight. He was depressed by he knew they would not stay here too much longer. Aragorn parted and Legolas drew out a silver tunic from his things he had taken with him from Mirkwood.

Later that evening a knock came on his door. It was Aragorn, he told him diner was served and they were awaiting him.

Legolas walked down the stairs with Aragorn and before they reached, the tables of the great hall Legolas beheld a beautiful maiden with hair of golden red. She was wearing a dress of silver and her hair was left falling down her back. The dress was low cut, and she looked fragile in it, like a doll of glass. It was Lindell, no one had eyes of fair green emeralds a she did.

Legolas turned away from her quickly, a sight of Arownen was in his mind. He turned to Aragorn, who was looking at lady Éwoyn beside her. She was also in a dress, light blue, which showed out her eyes, and how bright they were against every other dull thing in the rock hall, save for Lindell.

Aragorn walked to Éwoyn, they latched arms and walked to the table. He pulled out a chair for her and they sat. Legolas was left looked into Lindell's eyes. He sighed and walked towards the table. He passed her and she looked at him. He sat down and sat ran to sit next to him.

"Legolas, now will you talk to me." She pleaded.

"How did she do it?" he asked lightly.

"How did whom to what?"

"How did lady Éwoyn get you into that dress?" he smiled. She smiled back.

"Well, I did fight her. She said maybe you would speak to me if I was more dressed." She laughed. He did as well.

The king had some words of joy and greeting and thanks before they began to eat. Everyone was overjoyed, eating such a fine feast was wonderful for the elves. Though hey only took was green food that was on the table, and wine. The wine was sweet but Legolas thought it not as sweet as his own wine.

Then he looked at the head of the table, a man with white robes, white hair and beard, was sitting next to Éomer and beside Theoden (king).

Legolas and Lindell had their laughs and talked much. They stayed as far away from the Arrow incident as noticeably possible. When dinner was over the king announced his retirement.

Legolas took the hand of Lindell and led her to his bedroom. He sat on his bed and looked deep into her eyes.

"Lindell, you are most fair." He said.

"Thank you, you yourself are very handsome.

"I wish so much for us to be friends." He sighed. She looked deep into him and he could feel her outlining every inch of his body. She put her hands up to his face and ran then down to his chest.

"Legolas, bed me." She said simply.

He jumped up in surprise. He did not know what to do. She sat there, on his bed, Looking at him intently with love and compassion.

"I, well Lindell, you are fair but, we mustn't. I belong to another." He said.

"Yes, she is gone now though." She smiled.

"Gone?" he said, his eyes becoming wide.

She climbed up to him and hugged him tight. She turned him around so he was back to back with the bed. She pushed him down and he laid on the bed. She sat on him so he would not move. Jealousy was in her eyes and her hands felt like they were burning.

"You are now mine! Arownen is gone.... you will have me!" She said becoming angered.

Legolas tried to fight her as she started ripping the buttons from his coat. She took his tunic off and his shirt off. He was now only in pants. She licked his slender elven ear then his fair soft pale chest and he gasped in lust and need but he knew this was wrong.

Then a knock on the door disturbed them. It was Aragorn, he asked for Legolas and Lindell jumped off him.

"Aragorn! Please! Help!" he cried.

He came through the door and saw Legolas with half his cloths off and Lindell in the corner shivering. The first look he had was confusion. He looked back and forth from Legolas and Lindell, wondering who was the one that made the first move.

"Aragorn! She she!" Legolas started. She just cried in the corner of the room. "She tried, to..." He tried to think but he could not clear his thoughts.

"Legolas, I am sorry." She cried and ran out the room, pushing Aragorn aside.

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Hm.. this is interesting. I love this chapter, its crazy... Review and I will continue! Anyways you need to find out what happens. Also please please please read my Arwen and Aragorn story. its really good so far.. or so I heard from some fans. Tell me what you think of that one also. Its called Evenstar Love! Please R+R!!!!