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Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 16
Noble Woman, Arwen
Legolas' horse rode into the night, and Legolas only stopped her the next afternoon so she could rest. He had steered clear of Dunlad, traveling Northwest to Nîn-in-Eilph, which was southwest of Rivendell. Legolas rested, the blood loss he experienced still left him a bit dizzy at times.
It wasn't until the horse nuzzled his back and pushed him that he got up.
"What are you up to you sill mare?" Legolas asked.
The horse swung it's head to the side, indicating that it wanted to run. Legolas ran his fingers through her man and nodded. He mounted her and they rode off for Rivendell. He knew he would make it there before sunrise the next day, but whether the King excepted his request for shelter or not, he did not know.
Just as Legolas predicted, early in the morning in the next day, while it was still very dark, he arrived at the gates of Rivendell. Even though it was dark, some elves still did not sleep.
Legolas dismounted his horse at the gates and began to walk into the town. The elves that were still awake looked at Legolas... suspicious because he had a tunic with symbols of Rohan sewn onto it. But the pointy ears, blonde hair, and radiating light of his face told that he truly ws one of them.
Legolas lowered his head and stared at the ground, while quickening his pace. Lowering his head was for showing shame that he was wearing clothes that belonged to the enemy, but he was not about to face any sort of harsh weather without proper covering.
Legolas walked until he saw the splendid sight of Rivendell palace, built next to a wonderful waterfall that give a moist feeling, keeping one cool and comfortable. Legolas saw a guard patrolling the area and was about to request he go to his king and see if he accepted the invitation of Legolas' arrival, but a sword at his throat stopped him from doing so.
"Who are you?" Asked the voice behind him. "Speak up!"
Legolas looked over to see Arwen, daughter of Elrond, prepared to slit his throat if he showed any false move. Arwen shifted herself so she can see Legolas' better, and then withdrew her sword.
"Legolas?" She asked.
Legolas nodded in agreement and gave his introductions. "And this star that lights the darkened sky must be Arwen of Rivendell?"
"Humph," she replied. "Flattery will get you nowhere with me, master elf."
"Very well then," Legolas replied, shifting a little.
"What business do you have here, clothes in the fabric of the enemy?" She asked.
"I seek shelter," Legolas replied.
"Then why didn't you travel to your home?" Arwen asked. "Surely you would have found it more suiting?"
"My home doesn't dwell in Mirkwood any longer," Legolas replied.
"Then where is your home, master elf?" She asked, interested.
"I have no such place," he replied with a frown.
"I see," Arwen replied. "I will request my father come and meet you. It was interesting that I got to meet you after so long, Legolas. It has been quite some time since you have been in Rivendell... at least an intended appearance."
"What do you mean?" Legolas asked.
"I saw you no more than a month ago, hiding in a tree like a child," she replied, starting to walk away, but turning and emphasizing on the next part. "Spying on the rulers of the elven realms, I do believe."
Arwen saw the worry in his face, not wanting for everyone to think of him as a spy.
"Don't worry," she told him. "Your secret is safe with me, master elf."
She then walked through the gates of the palace, the guards opening it for her.
"What an interesting elf," Legolas said out loud to himself, turning his back to the gate and looking at the waterfall. "Beautiful... but mysterious."
"She takes after her mother," said a voice behind him.
Legolas quickly turned to see Elrond behind him. Legolas felt quite embarrassed, talking about a man's daughter while the man was behind him. What if he would had said something more personal?
"Ever since her mother left for the Undying Lands, she has grown stronger," Elrond replied, joining Legolas' side and looking at the waterfall.
"She has vowed to never love," Elrond continued while Legolas just listened. "She gives her love for war now. She lusts for not an elf or man... but for the battle."
"Why are you not proud of her?" Legolas asked. "Is it not every man's dream to bear a daughter that can protect herself if you ever were to leave her?"
"But I am proud of her power and skills," Elrond replied. "But she will never be whole without love. She is hiding from it... afraid to die of grief if her love were to die or leave."
"It is a something that I myself fear," Legolas told Elrond, looking deep into the waterfall. "Something that came close to happening to me when my mother died..."
"And since your mother passed, we have not seen your face in Rivendell," Elrond replied, breaking the sad aura of the conversation. "And I welcome you to Rivendell with open arms."
"Thank you, Elrond," Legolas replied.
"But of course," Elrond replied and he led Legolas to his new sleeping quarters...
Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 16
Noble Woman, Arwen
Legolas' horse rode into the night, and Legolas only stopped her the next afternoon so she could rest. He had steered clear of Dunlad, traveling Northwest to Nîn-in-Eilph, which was southwest of Rivendell. Legolas rested, the blood loss he experienced still left him a bit dizzy at times.
It wasn't until the horse nuzzled his back and pushed him that he got up.
"What are you up to you sill mare?" Legolas asked.
The horse swung it's head to the side, indicating that it wanted to run. Legolas ran his fingers through her man and nodded. He mounted her and they rode off for Rivendell. He knew he would make it there before sunrise the next day, but whether the King excepted his request for shelter or not, he did not know.
Just as Legolas predicted, early in the morning in the next day, while it was still very dark, he arrived at the gates of Rivendell. Even though it was dark, some elves still did not sleep.
Legolas dismounted his horse at the gates and began to walk into the town. The elves that were still awake looked at Legolas... suspicious because he had a tunic with symbols of Rohan sewn onto it. But the pointy ears, blonde hair, and radiating light of his face told that he truly ws one of them.
Legolas lowered his head and stared at the ground, while quickening his pace. Lowering his head was for showing shame that he was wearing clothes that belonged to the enemy, but he was not about to face any sort of harsh weather without proper covering.
Legolas walked until he saw the splendid sight of Rivendell palace, built next to a wonderful waterfall that give a moist feeling, keeping one cool and comfortable. Legolas saw a guard patrolling the area and was about to request he go to his king and see if he accepted the invitation of Legolas' arrival, but a sword at his throat stopped him from doing so.
"Who are you?" Asked the voice behind him. "Speak up!"
Legolas looked over to see Arwen, daughter of Elrond, prepared to slit his throat if he showed any false move. Arwen shifted herself so she can see Legolas' better, and then withdrew her sword.
"Legolas?" She asked.
Legolas nodded in agreement and gave his introductions. "And this star that lights the darkened sky must be Arwen of Rivendell?"
"Humph," she replied. "Flattery will get you nowhere with me, master elf."
"Very well then," Legolas replied, shifting a little.
"What business do you have here, clothes in the fabric of the enemy?" She asked.
"I seek shelter," Legolas replied.
"Then why didn't you travel to your home?" Arwen asked. "Surely you would have found it more suiting?"
"My home doesn't dwell in Mirkwood any longer," Legolas replied.
"Then where is your home, master elf?" She asked, interested.
"I have no such place," he replied with a frown.
"I see," Arwen replied. "I will request my father come and meet you. It was interesting that I got to meet you after so long, Legolas. It has been quite some time since you have been in Rivendell... at least an intended appearance."
"What do you mean?" Legolas asked.
"I saw you no more than a month ago, hiding in a tree like a child," she replied, starting to walk away, but turning and emphasizing on the next part. "Spying on the rulers of the elven realms, I do believe."
Arwen saw the worry in his face, not wanting for everyone to think of him as a spy.
"Don't worry," she told him. "Your secret is safe with me, master elf."
She then walked through the gates of the palace, the guards opening it for her.
"What an interesting elf," Legolas said out loud to himself, turning his back to the gate and looking at the waterfall. "Beautiful... but mysterious."
"She takes after her mother," said a voice behind him.
Legolas quickly turned to see Elrond behind him. Legolas felt quite embarrassed, talking about a man's daughter while the man was behind him. What if he would had said something more personal?
"Ever since her mother left for the Undying Lands, she has grown stronger," Elrond replied, joining Legolas' side and looking at the waterfall.
"She has vowed to never love," Elrond continued while Legolas just listened. "She gives her love for war now. She lusts for not an elf or man... but for the battle."
"Why are you not proud of her?" Legolas asked. "Is it not every man's dream to bear a daughter that can protect herself if you ever were to leave her?"
"But I am proud of her power and skills," Elrond replied. "But she will never be whole without love. She is hiding from it... afraid to die of grief if her love were to die or leave."
"It is a something that I myself fear," Legolas told Elrond, looking deep into the waterfall. "Something that came close to happening to me when my mother died..."
"And since your mother passed, we have not seen your face in Rivendell," Elrond replied, breaking the sad aura of the conversation. "And I welcome you to Rivendell with open arms."
"Thank you, Elrond," Legolas replied.
"But of course," Elrond replied and he led Legolas to his new sleeping quarters...