Disclaimer: I own nothing except Rhoslyn, Baeddan, Ceallach, Eithne, and any other characters you don't know.

Here I am again writing ANOTHER Legolas story I just hope I don't get writers block *sighs * well I hope you like it I don't know exactly what its going to be about because I am kind of shooting from the hip and writing as I go so cross your fingers and hope it comes out ok this is my Second LOTR story I hope you like it! Thanks ~*~ Ryn~*~

Chapter One:

The day was hot and humid; most of the farmers were inside taking their midday meal, all except Rhoslyn who was at the present time working the fields for her ill mother. Sweat was pouring down her face and drenching her work dress to the curves of her body and her black hair was plastered to her face.

"Rhoslyn love when are going to agree to marrying me" Rhoslyn rolled her bright blue eyes and turned around to see Baeddan walking toward her, "When the sun falls from the sky" Rhoslyn replied with a cheerful smile on her face the smile left quickly when she noticed the man was walking closer to her.

Baeddan was a big man he was closer to seven foot then to six with short brown hair and deep brown eyes, he was very hansom and he definitely knew that. "Come on Rhoslyn we would make beautiful babies" Baeddan put a large hand on her shoulder, "Sorry Baeddan I am not interested" Rhoslyn moved away from his touch gripping the tool she had harder, "You say that now but when your mother dies and this farm goes under you will be begging at my door"

Rhoslyn watched Baeddan stalk down the trail to his farm, letting out the breath she didn't realize she had been holding Rhoslyn ran a dirty hand through her hair "Time for a break" She murmured to herself and walked into the little stone cottage her mother owned, "Rhoslyn dear would you be so kind as to go into Gondor for me? I need some things" her mother, Eithne, handed a piece of parchment in which she had written down the things that Rhoslyn needed to get from the market.

"Yes mama I will go right away" Rhoslyn grabbed a shawl and a bag to carry the things back in and set off toward Gondor. The walk alone took almost half the day, the sun was beginning to set when Rhoslyn arrived, sighing she reached into her coin bag to see if she had any money and found it empty like always. "I guess it is the streets for me" Rhoslyn groaned looking around the deserted market place, the people already turned in for the night and were probably at home eating their supper.

'Supper' Rhoslyn stomach growled just at the thought, all hope had suddenly left her and she walked over and leaned on a wall for support. Her feet hurt, she was hungry and she was tired from working all morning and walking all evening. She had just closed her eyes when she felt someone tap her waist "excuse me ma'am?"

Rhoslyn opened her eyes and saw a little child looking up at her, it had tear stained cheeks and black curly hair. She bent down to his level and saw he had a pair of pretty green eyes, "Can I help you?" She noticed he was wearing the royal garb and her heart started to pound, "I am lost I got separated from my maid" Rhoslyn's heart bled for the small child she picked him up, "Where do you live?" The little boy buried his face in the crook of her neck, "The castle"

For some reason that was what she feared he would have said, what would the king and queen do if she walked up to the castle gate with their son? She had never met them nor seen them she didn't attend the parade because that was the day her mother became ill. "Will you take me back?"

"Are you Prince Ceallach?" The little boy nodded against her neck, his arms were wound tightly around her and he was shivering slightly from the cold night. "Of course I will take you back" Rhoslyn assured him before securing her arms around the little boy and heading up the market place to the castle that stood at the end of the ally.