Hi, everyone ready for the next part? Things will heat up now…. Sorry that there isn't more interaction with the twins, but Legolas is impatient to get going….
Chapter 9--Parting Of Ways
Though Rivendell was very pleasant and the twins had become friends Legolas only stayed a couple days. He was eager to get home. The morning of his departure everyone gathered in the courtyard.
"Are you sure that you do not want us to accompany you closer to Mirkwood, Legolas?" Aragorn asked.
"It is only seven days away, Aragorn. I will be fine. Do not worry, I will send a message to you as soon as I can," Legolas laughed.
"Safe journey, Legolas, do not forget about us," Elrohir said.
"I will not, perhaps you may join Aragorn and the others when they come to Mirkwood," Legolas offered.
Elladan grinned. "We would like that," he said.
"So would I," Legolas said. "Farewell for now." He urged his horse forward. It was a warm spring day, perfect for travel, but after three hours it seemed a bit lonely without the others. No help for it, they would join him soon enough.
Five days passed without trouble, much to Legolas' relief. He didn't want to get into a fight that might delay him. Halfway through the sixth day Legolas pulled Silverheart to a halt as a feeling of danger came to him. Hearing movement, he saw a man in Gondor's uniform aiming something at him. Quicker then the eye could follow, Legolas grabbed his bow, notched an arrow and fired.
The guard cried out and fell with Legolas' arrow in his neck. Something hit him in the back of the neck and Legolas felt a prick. He spun Silverheart around to see another guard. He put an arrow between the man's eyes before his vision went blurry. He couldn't keep his balance anymore and slid from Silverheart's back to land on the ground.
Silverheart whinnied anxiously and nudged him with his nose. "Silverheart, run, go on now!!" Legolas whispered. Retreating hoof beats told Legolas the horse had obeyed. Rough hands seized him, hauling him to his feet then everything went black.
Silverheart ran like the wind, instinctively heading back to the closest shelter--Rivendell.
Legolas regained his senses slowly. He was lying on something soft, it was very quiet. He opened his eyes. He was in a room, lying on a soft feather mattress. He sat up, noting he was in a huge, canopied bed with crisp silk sheets and a thick blanket of white fur. The bed was big enough for five people. He realized he was clad in only in a silk nightshirt of a rich shade of blue that only came to his knees. He blushed, wondering who had put it on him. He pushed the thought away and began to study the room.
It was luxuriously decorated with tapestries and paintings on the walls and think fur rugs on the floor. Furniture made of the rarest woods were scattered everywhere. The decorations were overdone and gaudy in Legolas' opinion. There were two other doors, a fireplace and a large window. Legolas got up and went to one of the doors and opened it--a large sitting room with an ornate desk covered with papers and a fireplace. Legolas closed the door and went to the other one.
This was a bath chamber. The floor was tiled and there was a drain in the floor. A shelf filled the far wall and was covered with bottles. A chest filled with thick towels and washcloths sat by the shelves. A huge tub dominated the room; five people could have fitted in it as well.
Legolas closed the door and stood thinking. It reminded him of his father's chambers back home though it wasn't as over decorated. Suddenly it hit him. Men wearing the uniforms of Gondor, had attacked him--King Arathorn!! He had to get out! He went to the widow, but it couldn't be opened. Legolas sank into a chair in despair--he was trapped!!
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