@MorotheWolfGod-Believe me, I go as fast as I can and, yet, its always too
slow! I'll try and keep up-*trips over chair*
This chapter had a pretty major twist in it, so be prepared! hee hee hee!
Chapter 13
Years passed, and the friendship between Otrinity and the villagers grew, as well and shrank. They always gave her a formal greeting whenever they saw her, such as bowing or placing their hand upon their left breast over their heart. Otrinity felt uncomfortable, feeling more like royalty then a horse, or, a unicorn.
Legolas noticed this and tried not to show it. Sometimes however, the villagers would offer their most precious gifts to the two. They were of no use to Otrinity or him, so Legolas gracefully refused on the mare's behalf. Soon, the gift-giving idea faded away, now that it was useless.
Thranduil still treated Legolas like his own son, but a son without a pet. He didn't seem to want anything to do with her, and he never said more about the fire except that he wanted to say sorry to Otrinity, which he never got about to. Legolas was confused by his father's actions towards the unicorn, but couldn't bring himself to ask Thranduil about it.
The Hunters, as Legolas learned they were called by Elrond before he had left, were not seen again for some time. Elrohir and Elladen constantly came to visit the Mirkwood Kingdom to 'check up' on things. Legolas knew they were worried about another attack such as Otrinity's kidnapping or the stable fire which had killed two elderly steeds that were crippled anyhow.
Since the night of the fire, everything odd about Otrinity had been explained. Her strange healing magic whenever she was hurt and her awkward lightness when she was weak. Legolas tried to read up on the species in the palace's library, but he found nothing useful. However, he did find out that unicorns have a good sense of taste and can purify water.
One warm summer night, when the Rivendell twins had just left once more, Legolas stayed up late with Otrinity in the stables. He stroked her neck and scratched her forehead around the large horn. Legolas grinned up at her.
"We're inseparable." he told her. Her eyes flickered with a bright light and she tossed her head in agreement. Then, she rested her head over his shoulder in a gesture of friendship. Legolas patted her neck and left the stables.
Little did he know, that it was quite possibly the last time he'd see his friend.
*
"Otrinity?" called Legolas. Everywhere around him there was darkness. Against them galloping around him at top speed was a clear white shadow of a horse with a horn set in the middle of her forehead. Legolas grinned and started a chase, laughing gleefully.
Suddenly, the white blurred spot against the black faded to red. The Outline grew sharper as it wheeled around at him. The shape suddenly changed, shifting into the ugly form of an all too familiar face.
"We meet again." growled Helwar as he covered Legolas's mouth with a cold, dry hand. Legolas struggled, but couldn't find any way out of a strange grip that held him. He tried to scream, but it was muffled by the thick burly hand of the Hunter Man in front of him.
Wake up! Legolas urged himself. He tossed his head and kicked himself. He could feel it. Feel the pain in his wrists, the hot breath of the man above him, and the strange chill in the air. He could hear the laughter of others all around him. He pulled his hands, but they were tied to something. The head board of his bed. He wasn't dreaming. This was real.
Helwar had returned.
Legolas struggled against his bonds, but found that he couldn't pull himself from them. Helwar laughed more and more heartily as he tied a cloth over Legolas's mouth just as a scream for help began to deposit from it.
"Nobody and nothing can help you now, boy." he scowled. Legolas glared at him as he crawled off his bed to the left. Legolas gave a sudden pull against the ropes, but to no avail. They were so rough that they chaffed his skin through his shirt. He wriggled and kicked as they tied bonds around his ankles, but he couldn't do anything. He was helpless.
"Now," sighed Helwar when his men had finished. "We have an elf prince in out clutches." the men around him, hidden in the shadows, laughed. "Not only will we succeed in destroying that beastly mule of his, but we will also receive quite a ransom for this crown prince here." Legolas winced at his next words. "Perhaps something such as the kingdom itself."
In minutes, they had lifted up Legolas and carried him down a rope from his balcony. He tried but did very little damage to the men that held him. They tied him to a horse by the wrists and neck which was lead by Helwar and another man.
Then they rode. Legolas tried to work loose his bonds as they flew through the streets, but they were much too tight and thick.
When he looked over his shoulder, he could see the palace disappearing through the trees behind them.
This chapter had a pretty major twist in it, so be prepared! hee hee hee!
Chapter 13
Years passed, and the friendship between Otrinity and the villagers grew, as well and shrank. They always gave her a formal greeting whenever they saw her, such as bowing or placing their hand upon their left breast over their heart. Otrinity felt uncomfortable, feeling more like royalty then a horse, or, a unicorn.
Legolas noticed this and tried not to show it. Sometimes however, the villagers would offer their most precious gifts to the two. They were of no use to Otrinity or him, so Legolas gracefully refused on the mare's behalf. Soon, the gift-giving idea faded away, now that it was useless.
Thranduil still treated Legolas like his own son, but a son without a pet. He didn't seem to want anything to do with her, and he never said more about the fire except that he wanted to say sorry to Otrinity, which he never got about to. Legolas was confused by his father's actions towards the unicorn, but couldn't bring himself to ask Thranduil about it.
The Hunters, as Legolas learned they were called by Elrond before he had left, were not seen again for some time. Elrohir and Elladen constantly came to visit the Mirkwood Kingdom to 'check up' on things. Legolas knew they were worried about another attack such as Otrinity's kidnapping or the stable fire which had killed two elderly steeds that were crippled anyhow.
Since the night of the fire, everything odd about Otrinity had been explained. Her strange healing magic whenever she was hurt and her awkward lightness when she was weak. Legolas tried to read up on the species in the palace's library, but he found nothing useful. However, he did find out that unicorns have a good sense of taste and can purify water.
One warm summer night, when the Rivendell twins had just left once more, Legolas stayed up late with Otrinity in the stables. He stroked her neck and scratched her forehead around the large horn. Legolas grinned up at her.
"We're inseparable." he told her. Her eyes flickered with a bright light and she tossed her head in agreement. Then, she rested her head over his shoulder in a gesture of friendship. Legolas patted her neck and left the stables.
Little did he know, that it was quite possibly the last time he'd see his friend.
*
"Otrinity?" called Legolas. Everywhere around him there was darkness. Against them galloping around him at top speed was a clear white shadow of a horse with a horn set in the middle of her forehead. Legolas grinned and started a chase, laughing gleefully.
Suddenly, the white blurred spot against the black faded to red. The Outline grew sharper as it wheeled around at him. The shape suddenly changed, shifting into the ugly form of an all too familiar face.
"We meet again." growled Helwar as he covered Legolas's mouth with a cold, dry hand. Legolas struggled, but couldn't find any way out of a strange grip that held him. He tried to scream, but it was muffled by the thick burly hand of the Hunter Man in front of him.
Wake up! Legolas urged himself. He tossed his head and kicked himself. He could feel it. Feel the pain in his wrists, the hot breath of the man above him, and the strange chill in the air. He could hear the laughter of others all around him. He pulled his hands, but they were tied to something. The head board of his bed. He wasn't dreaming. This was real.
Helwar had returned.
Legolas struggled against his bonds, but found that he couldn't pull himself from them. Helwar laughed more and more heartily as he tied a cloth over Legolas's mouth just as a scream for help began to deposit from it.
"Nobody and nothing can help you now, boy." he scowled. Legolas glared at him as he crawled off his bed to the left. Legolas gave a sudden pull against the ropes, but to no avail. They were so rough that they chaffed his skin through his shirt. He wriggled and kicked as they tied bonds around his ankles, but he couldn't do anything. He was helpless.
"Now," sighed Helwar when his men had finished. "We have an elf prince in out clutches." the men around him, hidden in the shadows, laughed. "Not only will we succeed in destroying that beastly mule of his, but we will also receive quite a ransom for this crown prince here." Legolas winced at his next words. "Perhaps something such as the kingdom itself."
In minutes, they had lifted up Legolas and carried him down a rope from his balcony. He tried but did very little damage to the men that held him. They tied him to a horse by the wrists and neck which was lead by Helwar and another man.
Then they rode. Legolas tried to work loose his bonds as they flew through the streets, but they were much too tight and thick.
When he looked over his shoulder, he could see the palace disappearing through the trees behind them.
