A/N: ok, I decided to put up the 3rd chapter as well.. enjoy! ~Feathers of the wind~
For Disclaimer, see chapter 1
A Sunset Love
Chapter 3: A walk in the woods
Legolas awoke earlier than everyone else, except for Aragorn. He was already awake, enjoying the serenity of the Golden Wood. When he saw Legolas was awake, he asked,
"Where did you go yestereve? We got tired of waiting for you that we fell asleep!" Aragorn said. Legolas smiled, remember the beautiful eyes, but said nothing of them.
"I just went to have a walk, like I'd said." Aragorn stared at Legolas for a moment, then shrugged.
"Lady Galadriel has lengthened our stay here. She says the great evil is not yet far enough for us to have a decent chance of getting away unscathed. We will stay a month, thanks to her gracious hospitality." [-- for those going word for word from the book: This is fanfiction! of course it is different from the original story by J.R.R Tolkien!!] Legolas nodded, but felt there was some other reason for Galadriel to let them stay longer.
"I'm going to take a walk," Legolas stated, getting his Mirkwood cloak on and standing up.
"You seem to be taking a lot of those." Aragorn laughed. Legolas shrugged.
"I am somewhat reminded of my home forest.. I just wish to explore." he said, then set off.
Legolas reveled in the beauty of the Golden Wood, enjoying the fact that for a month, he'd be able to stay. Just then, his acute Elf hearing picked up a very faint voice. It sounded like singing. As Legolas followed the voice through the trees and forest, he eventually saw a female elf, with her backed turned to him. She was sitting on a grassy hill, just outside of Lothlorien. She had dark, long and straight hair that went down about three-quarters of her back. She was wearing a green tunic and a rather short brown skirt that showed off her pale slim and long boot-clad legs. She also sported a bow with a quiver of arrows.
Legolas immediately felt something for this elf, though he couldn't describe what. Now that he was close enough, he could understand the words of her song:
May it be
An evening star
Shines down
Upon you
May it be
When darkness falls
Your heart
Will be true
May it be
An evening star
Shines down
Upon you
May it be
When darkness falls
Your heart
Will be true
May it be
The shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be
A journey on
To light the day
When the night is all gone
You may rise
To find the sun
Mornie utulie [darkness has come]
Believe and you
Will find your way
Mornie alantie [darkness has fallen]
A promise lives
Within you now
A promise lives
Within you now
Her voice was light and sounded like bells in a breeze, pleasant and melodic. Throughout the song, Legolas could sens that she felt lost, or was mourning for something that was lost. As he took a step closer, she suddenly stiffened, then quickly whirled around with a speed only an elf could manage, bow and arrow focused on him. When she saw it was another elf (and a very handsome one at that,) she put the arrow away. She looked at him expectantly, as if he were to say something first.
Legolas could see that her face was slightly red and wet, as if she'd been crying. Something very terrible must've happened, for seldom do elves let their emotions over power them.
"What's wrong?" Legolas asked softly, trying not to startle her more than he already had. She looked into Legolas' eyes, trying to see if he was trustworthy. When she'd deemed him safe enough, she spoke.
"I've just learned that a very close friend of mine.. has passed on." Legolas felt that familiar pang of hurt, as he recalled Gandalf falling into the shadow.
"A friend of mine has also found that terrible fate." Legolas murmured. They stared at each other in silence until Legolas asked,
"What is your name?" She again looked at him, to see if he was trying to trick her, but only honesty lay in those bright blue eyes.
"My name is Mithdelothwen Silverwood, princess of Loriá." She replied, trying to curtsy in her short skirt. Legolas chuckled and bowed, saying,
"My pleasure to meet you Princess Mithdelothwen. I am Legolas Greenleaf, prince of Mirkwood." Mithdelothwhen giggled at their formal greetings.
"Prince of Mirkwood... ah! You're the famed archer with incredible aim!" Legolas blushed slightly.
What am I doing?! Legolas wondered, bewildered. He hadn't blushed in 1000 years!
"I am sorry to say, I've never hear of you or of Loriá before." Legolas admitted, but Mithdelothwen smiled.
"I know. My forest and my people are secretive folk. Only a few know of us." Now, Legolas and Mithdelothwen were walking side by side in the borders of Loriá and Lothlorien.
"Why are you so secretive?" Legolas asked.
"That's a secret!" Mithdelothwen laughed. Legolas noticed her laugh, her smile... it was beautiful. Her laugh was like merry bells, and her smile was innocent and lit up her whole face. Legolas sensed something familiar about her, but he couldn't quite decipher what it was.
"Legolas, what brings you to Lothlorien, out of Mirkwood?" Mithdelothwen asked, curious.
"I am part of the fellowship of the one ring." Mithdelothwen's eyes widened.
"Then you know what happened to Gandalf! Oh, he was a dear friend to my family for so long... how I resent the woeful events of the past!"
"yes, Gandalf was one of a kind.. I shall miss him. But I do not think he is gone forever." Legolas comforted, trying to take her mind off of the reason of her tears.
Before long, they both began to describe their home forests.
Legolas explained how Mirkwood was filled with greenery, and the leaves changed color during the autumn season. He also told her of the different animals that roam throughout. Mithdelothwen was fascinated.
"How I wish I could visit Mirkwood! It sounds so wonderful!" Mithdelothwen sighed. Legolas smiled.
"Perhaps you may, someday. What of your forest?" Mithdelothwen thought for a moment, trying to choose appropriate words to decribe her home.
"Well, the leaves don't change color, sadly enough. The leaves are unlike any other, though! The 'castle' I guess you could call it, that I live in, is actually a gigantic tree that has been hollowed out. On the inside, it looks like any house would, but on the outside, the bark is like a matte silver, the leaves making the roof. It's quite unique. We don't have any 'squirrels' I believe you called them. We do have deer, beavers, otters, various birds and bears." Legolas was listening intently, but she never did really say what was so different about the leaves of her home.
"How are the leaves in your home different from all others?" Legolas asked. Mithdelothwen looked around to see if anyone was near.
"The leaves in my home are gold, copper and silver in color! The trees never shed them, yet they look like the tree's leaves who should be shed every year." She whispered into his ear. Legolas's eyes widened. Could it be?
Mithdelothwen was smiling at his reaction. I suppose out leaves really are different... Suddenly, she looked at the position of the sun. Dear goddess! It was already noon!
"Oh Legolas, I am sorry, but I must go!" Mithdelothwen really didn't want to leave Legolas, she greatly enjoyed his company. Legolas bent down and picked a blue flower with silver-streaked petals, and placed it in her hair behind her delicate elvish ears. He then bowed to her and kissed her hand.
"Then I bid thee farewell." Mithdelothwen blushed and did something unexpected. She quickly bent down to be at Legolas's eye level, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Just a little peck. She then let go of his hand and jogged back towards to the entrance of her forest. Looking back at him before she went in, she said,
"I'll be here tomorrow, if you like." Legolas smiled and said,
"I'll be waiting." She cast him one more beautiful smile, then whispered,
"Farewell, my prince." She then disappeared into the forest of Loriá.
"Farewell, my princess." Legolas whispered to the wind. Legolas, still pleasantly stunned by the quick kiss, made his way back to Lothlorien, thinking about she'd said.
"The leaves in my home are gold, copper and silver in color!" He remembered the colorings of the forest from Galadriel's mirror. Then he suddenly remembered why Mithdelothwen had seemed so familiar.
Her eyes.
Legolas hadn't paid much attention before, but the more he thought about it, he realized her eyes were pools of liquid emerald flecked with bright blue. It would appear that I've found her! Legolas thought happily.
But does she know?
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A/N: aww... Legolas
and Mithdelothwen hook up! *^^* Oh, in my story, this is the first time Legolas
has ever been in love. He's had no past girlfriends or anything, alright?? *^^*
Sigh.. two chapters in one day! I'm tired!!! :p... please review!
~Feathers of the wind~ 07.17.02
