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later on.
Thank you for everyone who reviewed my story! For ppl who freaked out when they read my story: didn't you guyz see the word SEX on my summary. For crying out loud, I actually thought you guyz can't read. Im really sorry if I didn't put it in rated. Now it's rated, happy? Well, here goes chapter two....
Chapter 2: Pretty boy
~Legolas POV~
I woke up with the sun shinning brightly upon my face. I looked around and saw Seremela, my personal servant standing beside the bed with a tray of food. I smiled at this. She never missed serving me a meal as long as I can remember. She's like a mother to me.
"Quel amrun good morning, my young prince." she said as she settled the tray on the table beside me.
"Good morning, Seremela." I said and yawn.
"Still sleepy, are we?"asked Seremela softly. She approached me with my garments on her hands and I tooked them and went to the comfort room where I get dress. After I finished, Seremela mentioned me to sit down to eat my breakfast and I did what I was told.
"Your father wants to see you after your meal, my dear." she said while fixing my bed.
"Amin tira. I see I will see him as soon as Im done." I said as I drank my drink. As soon as Im finished, I ran out my bedroom door leaving Seremela to clean my room. I went down the halls of the Mirkwood palace, directly going to my father's chamber. As I reached the door, I knocked on it.
"You may enter." came my father's reply. I opened the door and went inside. There I found my father sitting on his chair, reading a letter. He looked up then stood up when he saw it was me.
"What is it, Ada?" I asked him while he approached me.
"My dear son, I have got a letter from Rivendell." he started. "Lord Elrond has invited me to a special important meeting that would be held in Rivendell. Do not fret, young one it is actually a happy occasion. Remember the ring is destroyed, it is your turn to rest now."
"Oh, alright then. Would you like me to accompany you, father?" I asked. "Is that what you wanted to ask me?"
"No, nothing of that sort. I wanted you to take my role for two weeks." he said.
"Me, ada?" I said in awe. "But--"
"Yes, you. You will be a great king for two weeks, my son!" he said in a chuckle while he interupt me.
"When do you leave?" I asked.
"The day after tomorrow. Is that enough time for you to gather up your witts?" my father said as he shoved me out the door and I swear I heard him laughing. After my conversation with my father, I'm truly baffled of what he said. Me? King? To get my mind out of this, I went back to my room and grabbed my bow and arrow. I wanted to go and practice my archery. It always soothed me down whenever I'm tensed. Instead of following the path, I went to the forest for a short-cut then there I saw something, or someone. I used my sensitive ears to get something from this creature. I know I heard it talking but it wasn't clear enough so I went closer. I hid behind the bushes when I finally saw what it was. It's a mortal. A lady who is covered with a white blanket all over her body.
'What is a mortal doing in Mirkwood forest?' I thought to myself. 'And why didn't she have any proper clothes?' Finally, she settled down and leaned on a tree. I got up from my hiding place and clutched my arrow to my bow, slowly going to her direction. As soon as I reached my target, I heard her whimpered.
"Do not move or I will shoot you! Turn around!" I ordered and she did what she was told. As she turned around, two brown almond eyes meet mine. She's scared. I can see it in her eyes. Before I could put my bow down, she did something I could never handle.
"Aaaggghhhhhh!!!!!!!" she screamed as if she was attacked by a handful of orcs. I dropped my bow down as quickly as I can and tried to soothe her down.
"My lady, what's wrong?" I said, trying to approach her slowly. I saw her clutched the blanket to her chest tightly. Tears sprang to her face as if it would never stop. I don't know what I did wrong. As I come closer, she screams louder. I swear her cry can be heard in the Land of Mordor. When I can't hold it any longer, I approached her ignoring her screams. I placed one of my hand behind her head, brushing her goldish-brown hair with my fingers and one around her waist, calming her down. I hugged her with comfort which she really needed at the time. She seemed to be shock of my doings so when she calmed down, I slowly let her free. She looked at me with confuse eyes and didn't know what to say.
"Im Legolas. Mani naa essa en lle? What's your name?" I asked and I didn't get any reply.
"Lle quena i'lambe tel' Eldalie?" I tried asking again and there I met her confuse eyes.
"Do you speak the common tongue?" I asked again, hoping she would understand me now.
"Y-yes." she said with a croaked voice, still clutching her chest with the blanket.
"Are you well now, my lady?" I said, noticing she kept her distance from me. She gave me a slow nod so I introduced myself again, "My name is Legolas. What's your's?"
"Jaleen." she said as she lowered her eyes to the ground. "Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in the Land of Mirkwood, ruled by King Thranduil." I announced and saw the shock in her face.
"M-mirkwood? King? What's next, the Queen? or the beautiful princess?" she said, chuckling.
"There is no queen or princess but there is a prince." I said quietly, wondering what she's going to say next. Instead, her face went pale.
"What are you saying?"she started. "Is this a joke or what?"
"No, I do not joke around with you." I said confused.
"Ok, that's it! Tell me who are you working for, pretty boy!" she yelled at me."Who told you to play a prank on me?!"
"I don't understand." I said. "I think you should see my father. He might be able to help you." She sighed loudly. I can see that she's really tired. She sat down and leaned on the tree she was leaning unto a while ago.
"I'm really going crazy, aren't I, Legolas?" she said as she looked at me. I stared at her eyes trying to find answers but instead I found wildness, sadness more things I can't explain. I tried to lock my eyes on her but she turned away. "I don't even know where I am, I don't even know what you are, I don't even know who I am. Fuck, I'm so screwed!" she said as she stood up. Never I heard a lady speak such things!
"Jaleen, my father can help you." I said softly. "Please take my hand and I will lead you there." as I said this I held out my left hand to her. She looked at me first, wondering if she could trust me then she looked at my hand. Finally, she held out her right hand and hold unto mine. She's cold! How long has she been out in the forest? I lead her way to the palace, silently. None of us are talking. When we finally got out of the forest, that's when you could see the beautiful view of Mirkwood Palace. I heard Jaleen gasp as she take in the view before her. As we got closer, I already saw some few elves watching the gate.
"It's ok, Amrod. She's a friend and she's hurt. I need to see father immediately." I said. Once we got in the palace, I saw Seremela walking down the hall. She ran to me as if something had happened to me. She asked if I was well and I answered truthfully. I turned to Jaleen who is still holding my hand, looking confused of what I said to Saramela.
"Jaleen this is Saramela, she is my personal servant." I said. "She will help you get cleaned up and find you a proper dress. She'll addressed you to a room so you can rest while I speak with my father. If you can trust me, you can trust her."
"Ok.." was all Jaleen said. But before I turned around and leave Jaleen with Saramela, I felt Jaleen's right hand on my shoulder. I looked at her with confused eyes.
"Thanks a bunch, pretty boy!" she said happily and off she goes with Saramela.
Thank you for everyone who reviewed my story! For ppl who freaked out when they read my story: didn't you guyz see the word SEX on my summary. For crying out loud, I actually thought you guyz can't read. Im really sorry if I didn't put it in rated. Now it's rated, happy? Well, here goes chapter two....
Chapter 2: Pretty boy
~Legolas POV~
I woke up with the sun shinning brightly upon my face. I looked around and saw Seremela, my personal servant standing beside the bed with a tray of food. I smiled at this. She never missed serving me a meal as long as I can remember. She's like a mother to me.
"Quel amrun good morning, my young prince." she said as she settled the tray on the table beside me.
"Good morning, Seremela." I said and yawn.
"Still sleepy, are we?"asked Seremela softly. She approached me with my garments on her hands and I tooked them and went to the comfort room where I get dress. After I finished, Seremela mentioned me to sit down to eat my breakfast and I did what I was told.
"Your father wants to see you after your meal, my dear." she said while fixing my bed.
"Amin tira. I see I will see him as soon as Im done." I said as I drank my drink. As soon as Im finished, I ran out my bedroom door leaving Seremela to clean my room. I went down the halls of the Mirkwood palace, directly going to my father's chamber. As I reached the door, I knocked on it.
"You may enter." came my father's reply. I opened the door and went inside. There I found my father sitting on his chair, reading a letter. He looked up then stood up when he saw it was me.
"What is it, Ada?" I asked him while he approached me.
"My dear son, I have got a letter from Rivendell." he started. "Lord Elrond has invited me to a special important meeting that would be held in Rivendell. Do not fret, young one it is actually a happy occasion. Remember the ring is destroyed, it is your turn to rest now."
"Oh, alright then. Would you like me to accompany you, father?" I asked. "Is that what you wanted to ask me?"
"No, nothing of that sort. I wanted you to take my role for two weeks." he said.
"Me, ada?" I said in awe. "But--"
"Yes, you. You will be a great king for two weeks, my son!" he said in a chuckle while he interupt me.
"When do you leave?" I asked.
"The day after tomorrow. Is that enough time for you to gather up your witts?" my father said as he shoved me out the door and I swear I heard him laughing. After my conversation with my father, I'm truly baffled of what he said. Me? King? To get my mind out of this, I went back to my room and grabbed my bow and arrow. I wanted to go and practice my archery. It always soothed me down whenever I'm tensed. Instead of following the path, I went to the forest for a short-cut then there I saw something, or someone. I used my sensitive ears to get something from this creature. I know I heard it talking but it wasn't clear enough so I went closer. I hid behind the bushes when I finally saw what it was. It's a mortal. A lady who is covered with a white blanket all over her body.
'What is a mortal doing in Mirkwood forest?' I thought to myself. 'And why didn't she have any proper clothes?' Finally, she settled down and leaned on a tree. I got up from my hiding place and clutched my arrow to my bow, slowly going to her direction. As soon as I reached my target, I heard her whimpered.
"Do not move or I will shoot you! Turn around!" I ordered and she did what she was told. As she turned around, two brown almond eyes meet mine. She's scared. I can see it in her eyes. Before I could put my bow down, she did something I could never handle.
"Aaaggghhhhhh!!!!!!!" she screamed as if she was attacked by a handful of orcs. I dropped my bow down as quickly as I can and tried to soothe her down.
"My lady, what's wrong?" I said, trying to approach her slowly. I saw her clutched the blanket to her chest tightly. Tears sprang to her face as if it would never stop. I don't know what I did wrong. As I come closer, she screams louder. I swear her cry can be heard in the Land of Mordor. When I can't hold it any longer, I approached her ignoring her screams. I placed one of my hand behind her head, brushing her goldish-brown hair with my fingers and one around her waist, calming her down. I hugged her with comfort which she really needed at the time. She seemed to be shock of my doings so when she calmed down, I slowly let her free. She looked at me with confuse eyes and didn't know what to say.
"Im Legolas. Mani naa essa en lle? What's your name?" I asked and I didn't get any reply.
"Lle quena i'lambe tel' Eldalie?" I tried asking again and there I met her confuse eyes.
"Do you speak the common tongue?" I asked again, hoping she would understand me now.
"Y-yes." she said with a croaked voice, still clutching her chest with the blanket.
"Are you well now, my lady?" I said, noticing she kept her distance from me. She gave me a slow nod so I introduced myself again, "My name is Legolas. What's your's?"
"Jaleen." she said as she lowered her eyes to the ground. "Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in the Land of Mirkwood, ruled by King Thranduil." I announced and saw the shock in her face.
"M-mirkwood? King? What's next, the Queen? or the beautiful princess?" she said, chuckling.
"There is no queen or princess but there is a prince." I said quietly, wondering what she's going to say next. Instead, her face went pale.
"What are you saying?"she started. "Is this a joke or what?"
"No, I do not joke around with you." I said confused.
"Ok, that's it! Tell me who are you working for, pretty boy!" she yelled at me."Who told you to play a prank on me?!"
"I don't understand." I said. "I think you should see my father. He might be able to help you." She sighed loudly. I can see that she's really tired. She sat down and leaned on the tree she was leaning unto a while ago.
"I'm really going crazy, aren't I, Legolas?" she said as she looked at me. I stared at her eyes trying to find answers but instead I found wildness, sadness more things I can't explain. I tried to lock my eyes on her but she turned away. "I don't even know where I am, I don't even know what you are, I don't even know who I am. Fuck, I'm so screwed!" she said as she stood up. Never I heard a lady speak such things!
"Jaleen, my father can help you." I said softly. "Please take my hand and I will lead you there." as I said this I held out my left hand to her. She looked at me first, wondering if she could trust me then she looked at my hand. Finally, she held out her right hand and hold unto mine. She's cold! How long has she been out in the forest? I lead her way to the palace, silently. None of us are talking. When we finally got out of the forest, that's when you could see the beautiful view of Mirkwood Palace. I heard Jaleen gasp as she take in the view before her. As we got closer, I already saw some few elves watching the gate.
"It's ok, Amrod. She's a friend and she's hurt. I need to see father immediately." I said. Once we got in the palace, I saw Seremela walking down the hall. She ran to me as if something had happened to me. She asked if I was well and I answered truthfully. I turned to Jaleen who is still holding my hand, looking confused of what I said to Saramela.
"Jaleen this is Saramela, she is my personal servant." I said. "She will help you get cleaned up and find you a proper dress. She'll addressed you to a room so you can rest while I speak with my father. If you can trust me, you can trust her."
"Ok.." was all Jaleen said. But before I turned around and leave Jaleen with Saramela, I felt Jaleen's right hand on my shoulder. I looked at her with confused eyes.
"Thanks a bunch, pretty boy!" she said happily and off she goes with Saramela.