Chimera's ears perk at the insistence of Legolas referring to her as an orc. She closes her eyes in sheer frustration as she grinds her fists into balls at her sides. Calmly, she looks up at him and asks, "How am I suppose to prove it?"

Legolas cups his chin with his left hand as he strokes the smooth surface of it. "How far is your kingdom from here?"

Chimera's eyes narrow, "I have a better idea." Legolas's eyebrows perk up at her response. He eyes her curiously as she continues. "You say you are close with Legolas. Then you must also know his father, King Thranduil of Mirkwood?"

Legolas rests his arms defiantly against his chest. "It is not I that has to prove anything. I will return to my home, or you will prove to me who you are. How far is your Kingdom from here?" Chimera looks at him, anguish flowing throughout her green eyes as they slant narrower by ever second. Legolas stares down at her, while smiling inwardly at her. He sighs and turns to walk off. "Have it your way, Princess."

Chimera, staring wide-eyed at his abandonment, and briskly walks off after him. Once close enough to him, she kicks Legolas on his shin as she retorts, "I am not going there without Legolas!"



Legolas grinds his teeth from the sharp pain she inflicted. He turns his head around. His eyes flash as he grits his teeth, "Aa' menealle nauva calen ar' malta*." He continues to walk away from her.

Chimera, somewhat shaken, searches her magic sack, and pulls out a parchment. She crumples it up and shapes it nicely into a crinkled ball. Tears begin to fill her eyes, obscuring her vision. She hurls the paper-ball at him, "There is your proof that I am not after Legolas," she says between tears, "to hurt him at least. That is a signed legal agreement between his father King Thrandill, and mine!"

Legolas feels the paper hit him in the back. He turns and glares at the document, "Legal agreement, hmm? Magic can be misleading at times, Princess." Without picking the crumpled document up he looks at her from the short distance, "This will be the last time I ask: How far is your Kingdom?"

She kicks him in the other shin, "I am sick of playing games with you!" Chimera pushes Legolas to the ground and straddles him. She grabs the crumbled parchment and whips the paper around in his face. "Go ahead and try to destroy it! You cannot! No magic can do anything to it! No magic at all! It is a legally binding document that shows that my father and," she rolls her eyes as she continues while saying his name sarcastically," Legolas's father agreed that we would be betrothed to each other." Bending over him her breath is soft and sweet as she whispers, "Do you know what that means? It means that I will one day be his wife." Her voice begins to carry as she adds, "But that is not what I am concerned with at the moment!  I need his help to save my Kingdom!" Chimera stretches to reach his hand and stuffs the document into it. She holds on to his wrists as she pins him down, "Now either you are Legolas, or you are not! At this point I care not! Take me to him now!" She removes her grip on him, but he is still pinned down.

Legolas bitterly replies, "Thranduil would never do this!" He reads over the document. His eyes scowl as he looks up into hers, "This arrangement is between Legolas and a maiden named Calenmîr- Not Chimera."

Chimera's eyes slowly narrow as she snatches the parchment and stuffs it into her magic pouch. She growls out, "That is my name. Chimera is a nickname I have been called since I can recall."

Snidely he remarks, "You are a pretty convincing orch* you know that?" He slowly slides his dagger up the side of chimera, and pushes just slightly so that she knows that his dagger is in position. The sharp object begins to send slight tremors racing throughout her body. She tries to ignore them, but the refusal is futile. "The only way you can prove to me that you are whom you say you are is to take me to your Kingdom. Take me to the closest hill that is next to your kingdom. Elf's have an astounding vision.  I will be able to see what is going on miles away at the Kingdom."

Chimera slightly shudders at the intensity of the dagger's tip resting against her side. Her thighs become heated at the knowledge of the handsome elf between them. She attempts to shun the arising feelings and allow anger to flow from her body. "How dare you call me an orch* and treat me in such a horrid manner! Go ahead and kill me if you feel you must! I will not take you to my Kingdom! It is too far a distance from here! We would have to travel many miles, and sail for days! Then if you were satisfied we would come back and you would engage me on a wild chase searching for Legolas! Oh never mind!" She scowls at him, "Let go of your dagger! I want to get off of you! I will search for him myself! I really do not need the likes of you helping me!"

Legolas notices the sudden blush forming upon Chimera's face. His eyes gleam with knowledge of the source. He smiles inwardly at her innocence. "Why do you think I asked you how far your Kingdom is from here? As far as you know Legolas might between these two distances, or maybe even towns away from Alqualondë.  I will not let go of my dagger until you agree!" He pushes the dagger against her to give it emphasis as he continues, "Trust me, Princess, you will need all the strength you can muster if you wish to find Legolas."

Chimera gazes into his stormy eyes. She slides down until her perky breasts strain through the dress enticingly at his throat. A sly thought creeps into her mind as it curves her soft lips. She arches an eyebrow as her green eyes glisten into his. "You know this position has its advantages," Chimera runs her index finger through the tip of his long golden hair as she whispers, "I will not tell if you do not." A seductive smile forms on her lips causing her pure innocence to flare in her eyes contrasting to the deviant smile portrayed upon her lips.

Legolas's eyes change again from blue to the dark gloomy brown. His dagger reaches around and slashes the sleeve of her dress. It pierces her skin leaving a red line indented in the tender smooth flesh, and drawing a drop of blood. Instinctively, Chimera's hand flies up to her slightly injured shoulder. She glares at him, contempt filling her eyes. Legolas grabs her by her sides and rolls them over. He is suddenly on top of her, his knees straddled around Chimera's waist. With reckless speed he moves his dagger to her throat. The sharp tip of the blade indents into her swanlike neck. With a menacing growl, Legolas spits out, "Give me the proof I asked!"

Chimera's attention is focused on the dagger-clad hand of Legolas. Slowly, she looks up at him, her mind entertaining thoughts of sheer revulsion mixed with new feelings of excitement. She thinks to herself, A challenge he is. I can handle that. "You ripped my dress!" Her hand darts up to slap him across his face. Her eyes narrow at him. "Perhaps if Legolas is so... afraid... he is not the one who can help me! Move your dagger, I am leaving!"

He takes out a second dagger, and uses both to slash off the seams of her bodice, causing her dress to fall into a puddle at her feet. Legolas stares at her with slanted eyes, deep brown with fury as he places the daggers in their rightful holder's at his sides. "No more asking Princess, you will take me to your Kingdom, or these two daggers will bury you!"

Chimera's eyes fall down to her dress, layered around her ankles. She kicks the garment off from her ankles, and looks at her breasts protrusion in her sun-drenched translucent slip, immodestly covering her body. She blushes deeply, causing the hue to intensify her innocent demeanor.

Legolas's eyes roam nonchalantly over Chimera. His eyes hold no emotion, but his heart betrays his seemingly disinterest. It beats erratically beneath his vigorous chest, sounding like thunder, birthing a tempest. Blood rushes to his senses causing chills to run up his spine. He closes his eyes.

Chimera's ebony lashes flutter up, but do not seek the gaze of Legolas. Anger begins to etch upon her pretty features. "Well congratulations! You have partially succeeded at getting me undressed! What should I ask is next? The de-virginization process!" Her voice suddenly changes to a seductive tone, "Go ahead and take it all off. What are you waiting for?" She looks up at him as her voice turns mockingly, "or are you not elf enough to finish what you have started?" Her chin defiantly turns away from him as she rolls her eyes in boredom.

Legolas's eyes flash open. "If I wanted to see you naked, Princess, I would have so by now. What I intend to finish is your life if you do not take me to your Kingdom!" Suddenly he grabs Chimera's back-turned waist, and drags her up against his body. His palm reaches up to enclose her fiery locks and gently places the handful to the side. He removes a dagger from his side, and tilts her chin up with it. His breath caresses her nape as he speaks. "What will it be, Princess?"

Bewildered, by his sudden movements, she is silent as she slowly draws breath. Her eyes spring wide open as she revels in the feel of his body thrust tightly against her backside. Hating herself for desiring his touch, her eyes slowly narrow. "Go ahead you will only help my enemies by slitting my throat."

"Namárië, Princess!" Legolas removes the dagger from her throat, and slashes at her left arm. Blood begins to pour from her wound profusely. Chimera's hand instantly grabs the injured shoulder as she stares blankly at Legolas, dumbstruck. "Use your magic to heal yourself, I am done with you." Legolas states as he pushes her away from him, "If a Princess were in such desperate need only death would stop her!" He places his dagger to rest in its holder. Chimera's knees buckle causing her to slowly fall to the ground, as her arms flail about her in surprise. Legolas, feeling pangs of grief, watches her fall absently to the earth floor. He quickly turns to walk away.

Chimera cradles her wounded arm in her hand while yelling, "You horrid Elf! Nibinedhel*! I hope a thousand orcs find you and do gruesome things to you!" She removes her hand from her injured shoulder, as blood drenches her palm. She stares at it as she whispers, "argarwen*." Her teeth tear apart her bottom lip as she bites down on it to sur press the pain of her injury. In hushed tones Chimera speaks words of magic, and her arm stops bleeding. She tears off a small section of her fallen dress, and ties it around the injury. Picking up a rock she throws it towards his head, but misses terribly. Chimera removes herself from the ground. Angered and frustrated she kicks him in the back of his knees. "Nibinedhel*! How dare you treat a girl, much less a Princess the way you do! You are the worse elf I have ever met!"



Legolas turns to face the girl as he burrows his teeth against his bottom lip from the pain her kick induced.

"And a worthless guide!" Chimera continues.

Mocking her he replies, "You are a worthless rock thrower."

Chimera grabs the hem of her slip and drags it up exposing her leg. She removes her dagger from underneath the slip. She raises it, and the swings the sharp blade towards his cheek.



Legolas quickly reaches his arm up to prevent the princess's attack. He grips her wrist and brings her backside up against him. Grabbing her wrist he pushes the dagger towards Chimera's chest. "Someone should have shown you how to properly use a dagger.. Let me show you how it is done." His eyes glow as a wild smirk mars his beautiful face. The dagger grows closer to her chest, and slashes at her slip, causing it to fall from her body. "Now, Princess, get out of my way!" He pushes her naked form from him as he resumes walking back to his home.

Quickly, Chimera recovers the fallen slip and hoists it up around her exposed flesh. One hand holds up the slip, and she grabs his shoulder with the other, "Wait! Perhaps I came about this wrong..." She walks in front of him and clears her throat as she runs her hand along a section of his golden hair. Legolas arches an eyebrow in wonderment. "You have obviously been without ...mmm, shall we say the .. company of a woman in..." she stops as she looks him over, "quite some time? She slides her hand from his hair and begins running her index finger over his chest. Legolas glares at her brazen seduction. "If you do this incy tinsy little favor for me... I will," she steps back, releases the slip from her grip, and it slides off her body exposing her supple flesh to his eyes, "do anything you want." She approaches him until their bodies touch. Slowly, she moves the golden strands of his hair to the back of his nape and whispers in his sleek ear, "Do we have a deal?"

Legolas scoffs at her attempt to seduce him. "If my desire was to have you princess, I would have already taken you and your virginity." Legolas glares at her as he continues, "You have wasted my time for over a day now. Off with you!" He slaps her firm buttocks as he walks past her thinking, I have been without the company of the fairer sex quite some time, what is another two-hundred-some-odd years?

Chimera stares at him in disbelief. She silently chants words in magic and snaps her fingers. A soft pink dress appears upon her. She ties her magic sack onto a loop at the side of the new dress. Anger plagues her delicate features as she stomps after him. Her hand swiftly reaches up and gently grabs his flowing hair, stopping his movement. "What do you want from me?"

Legolas's movements cease at the feel of her hand upon his hair, stopping him as though halting the reigns on a horse. He turns to face her and she unhands the strands of woven gold from her palm. "Listen Chimera, Legolas has been in hiding for quite some time, I would be a traitor if I were to take someone I did not know to him. Therefore, I must see this Kingdom of yours that has been taken over. I need to know you are whom you claim to be."

Tears well up in Chimera's eyes as defeat rushes throughout her blood. A heavy sigh escapes her tender lips as she replies, "Very well. I will take you to my Kingdom." She places her hand into the sack, and promptly removes it. It is curled into a fist, holding lavender powder-dust inside. She chants words of magic, "Plagoris, Milakis, Filanto, Diginte, Pinato." Taking hold of Legolas's arm, she draws him close, and then throws the dust up into the air. The lavender powder mists upon them and the ground they stand upon, shimmering wonderfully. Suddenly they are no longer deep within the woods. Both are standing on a grassy hill surrounded by flowers, trees, and in a far off distance; the iridescent water. Chimera unhands his arm and points to a castle in the distance. "Since you have such amazing sight, you will take note of how barren the castle is, and the evil creatures cloaked in black destroying my Kingdom." A chill races down her spine as a whisper barely escapes from her lips, "Morgwath*." Her gaze moves from the distant castle to Legolas's eyes, "I gave you the proof you asked of me, are you to take me to Legolas, now?" Chimera places her sack of belongings down next to her.



Legolas raises an eyebrow to her horrific description. He turns away from her pleading, solemn eyes to the castle far off in the distance. "I see you travel by magic. Impressive." Legolas digs within the confines of his sack and removes the dead rabbit from it. Using his other hand, he obtains the dagger from his right side and cuts off a piece of the tender meat with the dagger. A loud cawing sound escapes from his lips. In the distance behind them an albino hawk soars down from the clouds descending closer. Legolas raises his arm, and the hawk perches upon it. Legolas turns to Chimera, "Beautiful, is he not?" He lifts the cut particle of meat up to the hawk. "Eat up, Julian." Greedily, the white hawk tears apart the pinkish morsel. Continuing, Legolas adds, "I request a favor from you." Legolas whispers to the hawk. Chimera perks her ears to eavesdrop, but is unsuccessful; for the tongue in which Legolas addresses the hawk is foreign to her. It leaves the comfort of Legolas's shoulder and flies towards the castle. They watch the hawk while Legolas states, "Now we wait."

Chimera walks towards the edge of the hill down where it meets the water. Her arms encompass her knees as she gazes sorrowfully towards the distance of her Kingdom. Carefully she takes out the picture of Legolas thinking, I hope you can help me.

Legolas's eyes glaze over in a white filmy color as he begins to see what his hawk sees. Visions of hooded men dressed in black, stone walls bathed in splattered blood, and rows of what seem to be Chimera's people with their arms bound with rope behind their backs. Legolas communicates telepathically with Julian, telling him to return. The glaze escape Legolas's eyes as a deep blue settle in.

He turns to face Chimera with a worried expression hidden beneath the blue orbs. "Chimera, do you know any reason why these hooded men have attacked your kingdom? I saw no leader Many have died. However, there are some who have survived..." His words trail off as his ears perk to the sound of arrows being snapped. Chimera and Legolas quickly look to the sound from where it erupted.

Their eyes fall towards the castle and witness Julian being attacked. The hawk swoops down and flies along the ground. Hurriedly, he reaches Legolas's outstretched arm. "You have done well, Julian, I thank thee." He throws the carcass of the dead rabbit to the ground for Julian to finish. The magnificent creature swoops down from Legolas's arm onto the firm ground picking at the delightful morsel.

Legolas stares at the castle quietly thinking to himself. Chimera turns from the hawk and Legolas as her eyes befall upon her Kingdom. Legolas looks down at Julian finishing the dead rabbit. "I ask another favor from you, Julian." Julian's attentions shifts from the bones and fur piled below him, to Legolas and flies up onto his shoulder. Legolas whispers again to Julian in a foreign tongue. Julian nods understanding what Legolas asks of him and flies away. "Go quickly ! Fare thee well, Julian!"



Chimera, standing still, continues to view the castle so far away from her. "Are you going to take me to him now?" she whispers.



A slight sigh escapes Legolas's lips as overwhelming emotions flood his being. "Chimera, Legolas cannot be the only one to help you. He is legendary, but even he cannot defeat an army of hundreds or thousands by himself." Chimera's eyes turn from her castle and settle upon Legolas's eyes. A slight part between her lips pities her helpless image of despair. Legolas's eyes soften upon the frail she-elf. "You need an army of your own, Princess. I can take you to Legolas, but will only tell you the same." Doubt plagues his features as his eyes look intently upon Chimera.

Chimera dusts off her pink dress. She looks to him, "If that is what he tells me, then so be it, but I want to hear the words flow from his mouth. Will you keep to your word and take me to him?"



Legolas closes his own eyes in defeat as he responds solemnly, "Yes. Is it possible for you to return us to my home?"

A half-smile washes the doubt from Chimera's features. Joyfully, she responds, "Apparently you know little about magic. I am quite drained. It will take at least a few hours before I am able to snap my fingers and take us anywhere. Magic is a bit... consuming. It will be awhile before my strength returns. There is a village a few miles down that way," using her index finger she points towards the East. "You may go there if you please. I will stay here." She walks over to a mighty oak tree and sits down underneath it to rest. She revels in the coolness of the shade as a spark of reminiscence plagues her thoughts. But about what, she knows not.

Elvish Translations:

Namárië: Farewell

Nibinedhel: Petty Elf

Calenmîr: Calen: 'green'. Literally 'bright' Mîr: 'jewel'

Aa' menealle nauva calen ar' malta: May your ways be green and golden

argarwen: blood-stained

Morgwath: Dark shadow