May it Be
By Siren
Hey guys! I'd like to thank everyone that reviewed. You guys are the sweetest. In this chapter, Legolas and Lily travel to Rivendell. She's still peeved that he didn't tell her about his lineage, and avoids him for the most part. Can Legolas win back her friendship, or are the walls around her heart too strong to break? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May it be an evening star
Shines strong upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
-"May it Be" by Enya
Legolas was awake and packing before dawn. The journey to Rivendell would take at least a week. They would have to travel over the Mist Mountains, and then search for Rivendell. Once he was sure he had everything he needed, he closed his satchel and left his room. There were a few hours left before dawn, and he decided to check on Lily. Stepping in front of her door, the image of her hurt face flashed through his mind. She was angry that he had kept his lineage from her, but he was more affected by the betrayal in her eyes. Those gray eyes...they were so easy to read, yet hid so much.
Opening the door, he peered into the room. It was silent, save for the sound of the night breeze. Certain that she was not awake, he stepped inside. He took notice of the small form on the bed. Lily was curled up under the covers, her hair covering her face. He smirked and sat down next to her, the mattress only moving slightly under his weight. He brushed the hair away from her face, and was shocked to see tear tracks on her cheeks. She had cried herself to sleep. What disturbed him more though, was that he was the source of her sorrow.
His eyes widened when more tears escaped her eyes. She frowned, her fists clenching the covers tightly. "Mommy, please come back..." she whispered. The tears came faster now, and his eyes softened. Stroking her cheek softly, he murmured a few words in elvish. She calmed a bit, and he brushed her tears away. "Shh, no more tears," he whispered. Soon her frown disappeared, and she looked peaceful. She turned towards him in her sleep, her hand reaching out for something. When she grasped nothing, she pouted and whimpered.
A bit hesitant, Legolas held out his hand and she took it. She drew it to her face and nuzzled it, grateful for the contact. The elf blushed furiously, and tried to take his hand back. Feeling him pull his hand back, Lily whimpered. He sighed, and gave his hand back. Lily smiled a bit in her sleep and sighed. He smiled. She was so much like a child in her sleep. Leaning against the headboard, he lifted his legs up and rested them on the bed. It was going to be a long couple of hours. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She felt safe and warm.
She felt loved.
She was content.
Opening her eyes, she blinked the sleep away. She had a wonderful dream that she was home again, but her family was with her, safe and sound. There was no blood, no police and no foster homes. She was where she belonged. Feeling something warm in her hand, she looked down. Her hand was holding someone else's. Looking up, she saw Legolas looking down at her. Her head was in his lap, his free arm wrapped around her. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words escaped her. She blushed furiously under his gaze.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked with a small smile. Feeling her face turn crimson, she sat up and released his hand. "What are you doing here?" she finally asked, grateful that her voice returned to her. He smiled softly. "You were crying in your sleep. When I tried to calm you, you claimed my hand and refused to release it," he explained. Her mouth formed a small 'o' and she placed her hands in her lap. "Thanks for staying with me. You can go now." Legolas looked a bit hurt, but nodded and stood up. "Get dressed. We're leaving for Rivendell in an hour."
She watched as he left the room and closed the door behind him. She looked at the vacant spot next to her on the bed. "He stayed with me last night?" Standing up, she walked into the bathroom, surprised to find the tub already filled with warm water. Her jeans and a long-sleeved elvish shirt were folded neatly on a chair. She smiled and touched the soft material. "Thank you Eri," she whispered. Stripping herself of her clothing, she quickly bathed and got dressed. The shirt fit like a glove, hugging her in all the right places.
After towel-drying her hair, she stepped into her room. Eri was standing by her bed, putting clothes into a satchel. "Eri?" The elf turned around and flashed a bright smile. "Good morning Lady Lily! Did you sleep well?" The mortal blushed and nodded. Looking at the pack in front of her, she frowned. "Where did you get all of those clothes?" Eri shrugged. "Some of the other elves made them for you. I also packed some food, some petals for if you need to bathe, and a towel. Are your shoes suited for traveling?" Lily blinked and nodded.
"Good. Legolas is in the stables. I'm afraid that you won't have time to eat a proper breakfast, but I packed some dry fruit and bread for you." Lily stared at her with wide eyes. No one had ever done so much for her before. Unable to express her extreme gratitude, she hugged the elf tightly. "Only my mother ever packed so much for me," she said. Eri smiled and returned the embrace. "Be safe, Lady Lily. Return to Rivendell sometime. I wouldn't mind if you visited me." Lily nodded and pulled away. Picking up the pack, she turned to leave. "Oh wait!"
Turning around, she saw Eri holding something. "Here. It's a cloak to keep you warm." The human girl smiled softly. "Thank you Eri." The elf nodded. "Now off with you! You shouldn't keep Legolas waiting!" she said and shooed her away. Eri watched with bright eyes as she left. "You best keep her safe, Legolas," she whispered. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily found the stables with some help from a few kind elves. Peering inside, she was greeted by the scent of horses and hay. She couldn't help but smile as memories of family outings flooded her mind. Her mother had loved horses, as did her father. "You'll be riding Gideon today," Legolas said. Walking over to him, she looked at the horses. They were beautiful. Gideon was a deep brown, almost black. His brown eyes studied her curiously. "He's beautiful," she said quietly, stroking his cheek.
Legolas saw the wonder that filled her eyes and smiled a little. She was good with horses, which surprised him a bit. Usually, only riders of Rohan were unafraid of the creatures. Many females would be disgusted at the thought of entering a stable, much less riding. And the men, well they rarely ever greeted their steeds so gently. But Lily was very gentle and very soft. He handed her a bridle and nodded to the horse. "Do you know how to bridle a horse?" She nodded and proceeded to do so.
"You've had some experience riding?" Lily nodded. "My parents loved horses. I could almost swear that my mother was part horse." Once Gideon was bridled, Legolas moved to get her a saddle. "I don't need one. As long as I have something to hold on to, than I shouldn't fall off." Shrugging, Legolas swung himself onto his horse. Lily pulled a stool over and did the same. (A/N-Gideon is a real horse that I ride. He's the sweetest creature I know.)
And so their journey began. They rode for hours, only stopping briefly to eat and rest. The day passed by quickly, and soon night fell. They were nearing the Mist Mountains, and were currently in an open field. "We'll stop here for the night," he told her. Dismounting from their horses, they led them over to a river to drink. "This is the Anduin River. Tomorrow we shall head for the Misty Mountains, and from there we shall search for Rivendell." Lily nodded.
Finding what little wood they could, Legolas built a small fire. Lily sat down and Gideon stood behind her. Taking out something to eat, Legolas sat across from her. "Aren't you hungry?" She shook her head, remaining silent. Watching the fire dance, she felt Gideon nudge her gently. Her eyes never leaving the fire, she reached up and stroked his muzzle gently. "You are good with horses." Lily shrugged. "They're more understanding than people," she replied. Seeing that she would only talk to him when she had to, he sighed. "You're still angry about yesterday aren't you?"
She finally tore her eyes away from the fire, and looked at him. "You didn't trust me enough to tell me about your lineage, yet you expect me to be open with you. It's a two-way street, Legolas. If you want me to be honest, than you'll have to be honest too." The prince smiled. "So young and yet so wise." Lily didn't reply, but went back to gazing at the fire. "I apologize for not telling you that I was royalty. I wish to be your friend. Someone that you can talk to, for your eyes hold many secrets."
Lily smiled and looked at him. "Are all elves as articulate as you?" Legolas smiled. "No." Lily's smile grew and she giggled. Standing up, she walked around the fire and knelt in front of him. "You really want to be my friend?" Legolas nodded, and her eyes brightened. She smiled and hugged him tightly. "Okay than, you can be my friend." Legolas blinked a moment, than returned the hug. It was a human gesture, but it was one he could grow fond of.
Pulling away a bit, she sat next to him. Gideon, missing his rider, walked over to them and stood next to Lily. Legolas chuckled. "It seems he has grown attached to you." The horse knelt on all fours next to Lily, and she smiled. "The feeling is mutual," she said, and leaned against the creature. Legolas tossed another stick onto the fire, than turned his gaze to his companion. She was curled up against Gideon, her eyes drooping. "Rest. We leave at dawn."
Lily smiled at the elf in front of her. "And what if more of those Orcs show up?" Legolas smiled. "Don't worry about it. I'm here." Satisfied with the answer, she closed her eyes and allowed sleep to claim her. Once she was asleep, Gideon began to relax a bit as well. Legolas smiled softly at the two creatures next to him. They were both sleeping. Unconsciously, Lily nuzzled Gideon a bit before sighing softly. "Mommy..." she whispered with a small smile.
He smiled. "Sleep well, mellon."
2 Be Continued
Hey guys! I'd like to thank everyone that reviewed. You guys are the sweetest. In this chapter, Legolas and Lily travel to Rivendell. She's still peeved that he didn't tell her about his lineage, and avoids him for the most part. Can Legolas win back her friendship, or are the walls around her heart too strong to break? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May it be an evening star
Shines strong upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
-"May it Be" by Enya
Legolas was awake and packing before dawn. The journey to Rivendell would take at least a week. They would have to travel over the Mist Mountains, and then search for Rivendell. Once he was sure he had everything he needed, he closed his satchel and left his room. There were a few hours left before dawn, and he decided to check on Lily. Stepping in front of her door, the image of her hurt face flashed through his mind. She was angry that he had kept his lineage from her, but he was more affected by the betrayal in her eyes. Those gray eyes...they were so easy to read, yet hid so much.
Opening the door, he peered into the room. It was silent, save for the sound of the night breeze. Certain that she was not awake, he stepped inside. He took notice of the small form on the bed. Lily was curled up under the covers, her hair covering her face. He smirked and sat down next to her, the mattress only moving slightly under his weight. He brushed the hair away from her face, and was shocked to see tear tracks on her cheeks. She had cried herself to sleep. What disturbed him more though, was that he was the source of her sorrow.
His eyes widened when more tears escaped her eyes. She frowned, her fists clenching the covers tightly. "Mommy, please come back..." she whispered. The tears came faster now, and his eyes softened. Stroking her cheek softly, he murmured a few words in elvish. She calmed a bit, and he brushed her tears away. "Shh, no more tears," he whispered. Soon her frown disappeared, and she looked peaceful. She turned towards him in her sleep, her hand reaching out for something. When she grasped nothing, she pouted and whimpered.
A bit hesitant, Legolas held out his hand and she took it. She drew it to her face and nuzzled it, grateful for the contact. The elf blushed furiously, and tried to take his hand back. Feeling him pull his hand back, Lily whimpered. He sighed, and gave his hand back. Lily smiled a bit in her sleep and sighed. He smiled. She was so much like a child in her sleep. Leaning against the headboard, he lifted his legs up and rested them on the bed. It was going to be a long couple of hours. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She felt safe and warm.
She felt loved.
She was content.
Opening her eyes, she blinked the sleep away. She had a wonderful dream that she was home again, but her family was with her, safe and sound. There was no blood, no police and no foster homes. She was where she belonged. Feeling something warm in her hand, she looked down. Her hand was holding someone else's. Looking up, she saw Legolas looking down at her. Her head was in his lap, his free arm wrapped around her. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words escaped her. She blushed furiously under his gaze.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked with a small smile. Feeling her face turn crimson, she sat up and released his hand. "What are you doing here?" she finally asked, grateful that her voice returned to her. He smiled softly. "You were crying in your sleep. When I tried to calm you, you claimed my hand and refused to release it," he explained. Her mouth formed a small 'o' and she placed her hands in her lap. "Thanks for staying with me. You can go now." Legolas looked a bit hurt, but nodded and stood up. "Get dressed. We're leaving for Rivendell in an hour."
She watched as he left the room and closed the door behind him. She looked at the vacant spot next to her on the bed. "He stayed with me last night?" Standing up, she walked into the bathroom, surprised to find the tub already filled with warm water. Her jeans and a long-sleeved elvish shirt were folded neatly on a chair. She smiled and touched the soft material. "Thank you Eri," she whispered. Stripping herself of her clothing, she quickly bathed and got dressed. The shirt fit like a glove, hugging her in all the right places.
After towel-drying her hair, she stepped into her room. Eri was standing by her bed, putting clothes into a satchel. "Eri?" The elf turned around and flashed a bright smile. "Good morning Lady Lily! Did you sleep well?" The mortal blushed and nodded. Looking at the pack in front of her, she frowned. "Where did you get all of those clothes?" Eri shrugged. "Some of the other elves made them for you. I also packed some food, some petals for if you need to bathe, and a towel. Are your shoes suited for traveling?" Lily blinked and nodded.
"Good. Legolas is in the stables. I'm afraid that you won't have time to eat a proper breakfast, but I packed some dry fruit and bread for you." Lily stared at her with wide eyes. No one had ever done so much for her before. Unable to express her extreme gratitude, she hugged the elf tightly. "Only my mother ever packed so much for me," she said. Eri smiled and returned the embrace. "Be safe, Lady Lily. Return to Rivendell sometime. I wouldn't mind if you visited me." Lily nodded and pulled away. Picking up the pack, she turned to leave. "Oh wait!"
Turning around, she saw Eri holding something. "Here. It's a cloak to keep you warm." The human girl smiled softly. "Thank you Eri." The elf nodded. "Now off with you! You shouldn't keep Legolas waiting!" she said and shooed her away. Eri watched with bright eyes as she left. "You best keep her safe, Legolas," she whispered. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily found the stables with some help from a few kind elves. Peering inside, she was greeted by the scent of horses and hay. She couldn't help but smile as memories of family outings flooded her mind. Her mother had loved horses, as did her father. "You'll be riding Gideon today," Legolas said. Walking over to him, she looked at the horses. They were beautiful. Gideon was a deep brown, almost black. His brown eyes studied her curiously. "He's beautiful," she said quietly, stroking his cheek.
Legolas saw the wonder that filled her eyes and smiled a little. She was good with horses, which surprised him a bit. Usually, only riders of Rohan were unafraid of the creatures. Many females would be disgusted at the thought of entering a stable, much less riding. And the men, well they rarely ever greeted their steeds so gently. But Lily was very gentle and very soft. He handed her a bridle and nodded to the horse. "Do you know how to bridle a horse?" She nodded and proceeded to do so.
"You've had some experience riding?" Lily nodded. "My parents loved horses. I could almost swear that my mother was part horse." Once Gideon was bridled, Legolas moved to get her a saddle. "I don't need one. As long as I have something to hold on to, than I shouldn't fall off." Shrugging, Legolas swung himself onto his horse. Lily pulled a stool over and did the same. (A/N-Gideon is a real horse that I ride. He's the sweetest creature I know.)
And so their journey began. They rode for hours, only stopping briefly to eat and rest. The day passed by quickly, and soon night fell. They were nearing the Mist Mountains, and were currently in an open field. "We'll stop here for the night," he told her. Dismounting from their horses, they led them over to a river to drink. "This is the Anduin River. Tomorrow we shall head for the Misty Mountains, and from there we shall search for Rivendell." Lily nodded.
Finding what little wood they could, Legolas built a small fire. Lily sat down and Gideon stood behind her. Taking out something to eat, Legolas sat across from her. "Aren't you hungry?" She shook her head, remaining silent. Watching the fire dance, she felt Gideon nudge her gently. Her eyes never leaving the fire, she reached up and stroked his muzzle gently. "You are good with horses." Lily shrugged. "They're more understanding than people," she replied. Seeing that she would only talk to him when she had to, he sighed. "You're still angry about yesterday aren't you?"
She finally tore her eyes away from the fire, and looked at him. "You didn't trust me enough to tell me about your lineage, yet you expect me to be open with you. It's a two-way street, Legolas. If you want me to be honest, than you'll have to be honest too." The prince smiled. "So young and yet so wise." Lily didn't reply, but went back to gazing at the fire. "I apologize for not telling you that I was royalty. I wish to be your friend. Someone that you can talk to, for your eyes hold many secrets."
Lily smiled and looked at him. "Are all elves as articulate as you?" Legolas smiled. "No." Lily's smile grew and she giggled. Standing up, she walked around the fire and knelt in front of him. "You really want to be my friend?" Legolas nodded, and her eyes brightened. She smiled and hugged him tightly. "Okay than, you can be my friend." Legolas blinked a moment, than returned the hug. It was a human gesture, but it was one he could grow fond of.
Pulling away a bit, she sat next to him. Gideon, missing his rider, walked over to them and stood next to Lily. Legolas chuckled. "It seems he has grown attached to you." The horse knelt on all fours next to Lily, and she smiled. "The feeling is mutual," she said, and leaned against the creature. Legolas tossed another stick onto the fire, than turned his gaze to his companion. She was curled up against Gideon, her eyes drooping. "Rest. We leave at dawn."
Lily smiled at the elf in front of her. "And what if more of those Orcs show up?" Legolas smiled. "Don't worry about it. I'm here." Satisfied with the answer, she closed her eyes and allowed sleep to claim her. Once she was asleep, Gideon began to relax a bit as well. Legolas smiled softly at the two creatures next to him. They were both sleeping. Unconsciously, Lily nuzzled Gideon a bit before sighing softly. "Mommy..." she whispered with a small smile.
He smiled. "Sleep well, mellon."
2 Be Continued
