Furry begins to etch on the fair face of Chimera. Her delicate chin raises defiantly. She clenches her teeth staring at the indignant elf with a mock grin surrounding his face. Chimera unhands the bottom of her dress. The bottom portion glides from her hand and into the water, soaking the hem instantly. Chimera struggles against the idea of not wishing to get her dress anymore wet than the bottom portion already is, but not having so much of a choice she gives into his command and moves a bit closer to his direction. The water is waste high to her, soaking her dress as it molds against her form in an alluring fashion. She places her hands upon her hips, "Mani naa essa en lle?"

The smile widens instantly on Legolas as he tries to control his laughter. He replies, "I still cannot hear you! I will come to you."

Annoyed by his untrue statement she mumbles, "How is it you cannot hear me? You are an elf! Elves have perfect hearing!"

Legolas, paying no heed to her words, dives into the water and vanishes from her sight. Underneath the water, he creeps closer to the young girl. He seeks out her long, slender, and incredibly graceful legs. Knowing that the she-elf is instantly close to his presence he jumps out of the water, grabs the young girl, and throws her backwards down into the water. Once they both emerge from the water he asks her, "What was it you asked me?"

Bewilderment covers Chimera's wet face as her hair drips profusely and her dress clings tightly to her slender form. Her eyes slowly narrow at Legolas as she calmly replies, "Your name."

"You are very enchanting." Legolas chirps up. She scowls instantly at his compliment. Sighing, he continues, "My name is Salogel pronounced (Sah-low-gul)."

A demure smile grows on Chimera's face as she playfully splashes him with water, "I knew it you are Legolas! Really, saying your name backwards... how much of a fool do you take me to be?"

"That is my name. Legolas bestowed the name to me. We regard each other as brothers. As for your latter question, I know you are far from a fool." He runs his hands over his golden strands of hair intertwined with a slight brownish color due to the water soaked within it. His eyes wash over Chimera. The blue sparkles as it confines her body in his gaze. He stares shamelessly at her heaving bosom, amused by the insecurity his effect has over her. "No, not a fool... a beautiful she-elf wearing a see-through slip." His eyes return to meet the green of hers. He shoots her a candid smile and adds, "Tell me, do you have a name?" He gently splashes her in return.

Chimera's gaze changes from that of frolic to confusion. Her eyebrows knit prettily upon her face. She states to him, "I do have a slip underneath my dress, but if it happens to be transparent, I know not. How is it you know what I am wearing underneath?" She thinks to herself, What in all of Mid-earth is he thinking- playing these games? "When are we leaving? If you are not Legolas, I have no time to... play with you. I really need Legolas, only he can help me. Please." Her green eyes bare into his pleadingly.

Ignoring her plea he replies, "Well to be quite honest, when I was underwater I saw what you were wearing, or more precisely, not wearing." Legolas smiles at the sudden redness flowing to Chimera's face. "Once I am dressed, we will gather the supplies and be on our way."

Chimera turns from Legolas and heads out of the stream. Once emerged from the water, she wrings her dress and hair out. She goes into the house and searches through her bag for some clean clothes. Her eyes are greeted a white dress with forest green trim along the edges. She takes it out and also removes from the pouch a sheer white slip and pantalets. She picks them up and goes outside to take off her wet pink dress and replace it with the fresh white one.

Legolas heads back into his home bare to the bone. He fetches his newly hemmed undergarments, his pants, his shirt, and his cloak and clothes himself. He begins to gather some food, water, and other necessities for their journey. Temptation getting the best of him, he peeks outside to see the young beautiful she-elf undress. Her creamy bare backside sends shivers escaping down his spine. He takes a deep breath and reluctantly turns away from the vision. He scolds himself for his eyes promiscuity. After a few minutes he heads outside. Without coming within close contact he calls out, "Are you ready, Milady?"

Chimera quickly dons on the dress and smoothes it out over her formidable shape. She tosses the wet curls over her shoulder and strides out from behind the house towards him.

Legolas watches the girl approach him from the corner of his eye. The suns reflection against her dress tears modesty to shreds. He smiles gently at her as he asks, "What is your name?"

Chimera's eyes meet his and she replies, "Chimera, Princess of Alqualondë."

Legolas's poker-face shows no emotion at her name given. However, his knuckles turn ashen white as he digs his fingers against the railing of the door at the thoughts her name conjures up in his mind. "You are a Princess? Did you know that Legolas is a Prince? Always a pleasure to meet a Princess, especially one as breathtaking as you, Chimera, Princess of .Alqualondë" He removes himself from the doorway, kneels before her, and kisses her hand.

Chimera, attempting to patronize him, pats his head as she responds, "You poor thing, you really need to socialize more. Surely, I knew he was a Prince. If you recall the first thing I asked you is if you were Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood."

Grimly, Legolas removes her hand from his lips, stands up, and thinks to himself, I do not need socializing, I need.... "Well now that you were generous enough to recall that for me, I do remember. Thank you for clarifying that up for me princess. Now, I suggest for you to be on your best behavior, unfortunately we have a long way to go. All you have for protection is your thigh dagger, and your magic to fix undergarments. You will be needing me and my arrows to fend off any foe we may come across." Legolas reaches for his long hair and lets it fall behind his back. He looks down at the princess with his blue sparkling eyes, "We must go."

Chimera glares up at him in false awe as she thinks to herself, My he is trying hard. Perhaps I should find him some human peasant to.... Her thoughts wander off as she fidgets with her dress looking pass him. "Let me get my things." She places her wet pink dress inside the pouch that houses her possessions. Her eyes meet his as she remarks, "Lead the way."

Legolas grabs his pouch filled to the brim with traveling necessities, and they both head out of the house. Their travels begin through the forest. Legolas takes the lead with a brisk pace, while Chimera chooses to lag behind, entertaining thoughts that convulse through her mind while staring deviant-like at his buttocks. His tunic flares up at each step causing heat to flash within Chimera's cheeks. Legolas, making conversation speaks, "Chimera. That is a pretty name, yet it is not of Elvish distinction. Is there a reason your name is not Elvish?"

Chimera, continually entranced at each contraction of his muscular form pays little heed to his comment, "Hmm?" Trying to avoid conversation to the origin of her name she retorts sarcastically, "Why? Does Salogel mean leaf green?"

Legolas smiles inwardly at her quick rebuttal, "Well you will have to ask Legolas when you see him. After all it was he who gave me the nickname." Chuckling he adds, "I hope he would not name me leaf green, it sounds odd."

Suddenly they hear movement within the bushes in front of them. Legolas's steps come to a halt and he places his left arm out behind him, stopping Chimera's steps as well. Keeping his gaze steadily upon the rustling foliage he whispers, "Stay behind me."

Chimera, continuing to stare at his butt whispers, "Not a problem." Her ears tingle with the sound of the movements of the bush. She quickly recoils her eyes from Legolas's backside to view the noise. Chimera drops her sack of possessions to search within the small confines of the pouch dangling from her hips. She opens it up and pulls out the picture of Legolas. Her green eyes focus on it while she thinks, I must keep this in a safe place. Securely, Chimera relocates the picture inside the top portion of her corset next to her breasts. She quickly looks back at Legolas's firm buttocks tighten. She thinks to herself, Something is going to happen. I can tell... his butt is getting tense. A wicked smile invades her slightly parted pink lips as she daringly places her index finger on his butt, and as quickly removes it.

Legolas, silently, with utmost ease, picks up his bow. He removes his eyes from the bushes in front of them, and glances at Chimera. She smiles up at him, innocence and guilt shine in her eyes as she chews upon her lower lip. He turns away, smiling inwardly, thinking, She wants me, oh ya, she wants me. Chimera returns to intently staring at his butt. She thinks, I did enjoy touching It I think I will do it again

Legolas peers into the distance, takes out an arrow from his pouch, slides the carved wooden shaft onto his bow, and aims towards the bushes. Chimera thinks to herself, I did enjoy touching it, I think I will do it again. She plants her hand on his muscular butt and pinches it. Smiling, she thinks, Yes that was nice. The arrow swishes into the bushes as Legolas looking dumbstruck thinks, And I thought I was the improper one! He cranes his neck and asks, "Are you hungry?"

Instantly, she smiles up at Legolas, "Did you say something?"

Legolas's eyebrows knit in apparent annoyance, "I asked if you were hungry. Also, my dear, I think, for your protection, it would be better if you were in front of me."

"Mmm, no I like being behind you." Chimera lunges at him and grabs his arms while exaggerating, "I feel so protected," while thinking, Not to mention killer view!

Legolas scowls down at her, "Well if you are to be behind me make sure you stay really close, and from here on out I would appreciate it if you could refrain from eyeing me as though you are in need of a good trouncing."

Chimera gasps at his brazen statement.

Paying no attention to her obvious shock he walks up to the bush where the arrow sticks up from the ground. He kneels down and drags out the dead creature. He carefully removes the arrow from the bloodstained snowy fur as he remarks, "How do you feel about rabbit?"

The young she-elf looks at the limp creature, "Poor thing." She sighs, "I think I will sit this one out, you go ahead." Chimera rests up against a tree watching him.

"Well if you are not hungry, we will just continue walking.  I will save it for later this evening." Legolas wraps the animal in a small cloth he removed from his sack. He gently places the wrapped being into the sack. He stands up and looks towards Chimera's watchful eyes. He notices the parchment protruding up from her white dress. Unintentionally, he begins to chuckle. Chimera looks at him questingly. Stifling his uproar he speaks of the dilemma to her, "Princess...... you picture is sticking out from your chest."

Chimera's face reddens as she turns away and promptly shoves it back into her corset. "How much longer is it until we reach Legolas? I have no time to play around, in case you forgot.  I really... need his...."

Legolas intently listening, questions her, "You need his what, Princess?"

Looking down she answers him, "his help..." Her eyes slowly move back up into his blue orbs. Her voice changes to a pleading tone while adding, "desperately."

"Chimera, you are young, however, old enough to do what you want. What is so important that you desperately need to find him?" Legolas asks.

"Legolas is legendary and he .. he can help me." She grabs the picture out from her bosom and begins to flail it around waving it in his face. "I know it is you! I know you are him! I will give you half of my kingdom if you help me!" Tears well up in her eyes as she begins to cry. "Please," she kneels down upon her knees, and wraps her arms around his lower legs, "Please, Legolas... Please."

Sincerely touched, Legolas stares at the weeping pile of reddish-brown locks. He sighs as he gathers up all the anger he can muster, "Listen, stop calling me Legolas!  I am not Legolas!  I have told you I am going to take you to him.  I will not take from him what he owns as a famed alleged hero." He grabs her arms and begins to pull her up to her feet. "Get up, Princess," he wipes the tears from her cheek. "You should not be out here, you should be in your palace being waited on. Let your King do what he sees as bidding to his kingdom.  I should be taking you back home, and not to Legolas. Instead of leaving home, you should have sent a messenger." He scowls menacingly at her shaken form.

Her eyes close as she responds, "I told you: I have no home to go back to ... unless I find him!" Legolas removes his grip from her arms as Chimera's eyes quickly open and begin to narrow as she looks at him, "Take me to him by tonight, or I will turn you into a rabbit! Sewing up underwear is not the only magic I know!" She glares at him defiantly with her arms crossed.

"Princess, you must have older siblings to do right by the Kingdom, why is it you alone must bare the burden to save your Kingdom? Besides, it is impossible to get to the home of Legolas by tonight." His eyes begin to slowly turn from their blue color to a dark brown color. "Princess, I have trained with Legolas, so I would not suggest to threaten me with your minimal knowledge of magic! Before you snapped your fingers, my dagger would be at your throat."

Instinctively, Chimera's hand flutters to her throat. Her eyes settle intently on his strong, finely chiseled face. Curtly, she speaks to him, "My family was killed. I was spared, for what reason I know not. I had to flee from my kingdom to avoid the killers locating me and doing the same.  I want nothing more than the ability to return there and serve my people. However, if I do return they will find me and kill me, too.  I need Legolas to pursue whomever did this and kill them. In return I am offering half of my kingdom."

Legolas studies her. His face stone-cold exuding no emotion for the revelation the fragile she-elf just momentarily spilled from her delicate lips. His heart wrenches for her, and her great loss. Not only because he has lost so many loved ones within his expanded lifetime, but because of the soaring emotions he holds for the ravishing beauty. Without perpetrating his feelings he continues in his interrogation. He begins to study the she-elf. Circling her as he carefully observes her. "Yes, your appearances are that of an edhel*, but you may indeed be an orch*. With your magical ability you may have transformed to resemble an elf. If you have not already heard in rumors, Legolas has been in hiding. If I were to take you to him, I would be letting out a great secret. Prove to me that what you speak is the truth, and I will aide you with a journey to seek out Legolas." He clinches his fists as he readies his bow.

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Elvish Translations:

edhel: Elf

orch: Goblin or Orc

Mani naa essa en lle: What is your name?