Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings nor Legolas (even though I wish I
did!) All I own is, me, Natalie!
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I woke up. My head, arms, and legs hurt. The fall was only about 15 feet, but the impact had taken my breath away. I got up shakily. Nothing seemed broken, although my right ankle looked pretty swollen, almost as if it was broken. I looked to see where the cloaked lady was. I stopped. Where am I? I thought to myself. The oak trees were gone. Instead giant trees with golden leaves were there. I looked for the cliff that I had fallen from. It wasn't there. Instead, one of the golden leaved trees were in its place. I wasn't in a small forest of oaks either. This was a huge forest! The trees looked never-ending. I walked around, almost like I was in a daze.
"I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore," I joked to myself.
"Kansas? Where is that country?" asked a male voice.
I looked around. My eyes met a pair of blue eyes. He had fair colored skin and long, blonde hair. He was wearing a dark green tunic, blackish- gray leggings, and black boots. He carried a bow in his right hand, a long white knife, and had a quiver full of arrows on his back. He was the most gorgeous looking guy I had ever seen in my whole entire life. He looked just like someone I've seen before, someone famous, but I just couldn't remember. I must had messed up my head really bad, I thought. I tried to walk some more, but my ankle was killing me. I leaned against a tree because I didn't want to make the wound even worse.
"Is your ankle broken?"
"Uh...I think it is. Yeah, it is," I said as I tried to walk It hurt like Hell.
"Let me help you. What is your name?" he asked.
"My name is Natalie," I told him "What's your name?"
"My name is Legolas," he replied.
My heart skipped a beat. It couldn't be, I thought. There was no way. Legolas? The Elf Prince? The best archer in the Fellowship? I looked at his face. My eyes lingered to his ears. I stopped breathing for a second. He had pointy ears. I thought for a second. The cloaked lady had pointed ears. Could she had been Galadriel? I mean, I was a big Lord of the Rings fan, and had read all the books and seen the movies. And she did have the qualities that Tolkien had talked about.
But that was just a story, I thought to myself. It never happened in real life. Or did it?
"You need Elvish help," the incredibly hot Elf told me.
I nodded. Legolas helped me onto his horse and we rode to one of the giant trees. This tree was the largest out of all of the trees I had seen so far. Built high up on its branches sat a huge palace.
"This is where the Lady of the Light lives," he told me in a quiet voice as we ascended the stairs.
"Where are you from again? Kansas?" he asked.
"Actually, I'm from another world, and someone brought me here," I said, hoping he'd believe me.
"Ah, I see. Well, I am from Mirkwood," he replied not showing any response about me being from another world.
We came to a platform. I looked around. A bunch of cloaked elves were there. One of them stood out of the rest. She was wearing a white long- sleeved dress. Her hair was long and golden and her eyes were a sparkling blue. I already knew who she was. For I had seen her in my dream.
"She has arrived!" Galadriel said.
I blinked. I was totally amazed and freaked out at the same time. Here I was, standing on a platform in the largest tree I had ever seen, standing next to the hottest guy I had ever seen, talking to the most psychic person I had ever met.
"She is wounded, my lady," Legolas said.
"I know. Her ankle will be mended in time. Show her to her room," Galadriel said to Legolas.
He offered to carry me so I would not further damage my ankle, but I refused, and instead I leaned on his shoulder on our way to my room. It was high on a platform on the large golden leaved tree. I was amazed at how beautiful everything was. All the Elvish writing and art in the room was beautiful. An Elf maiden put a bandage and some kind of medicine on my ankle. Legolas left, and I sat down on the bed and decided to take a nap.
I wondered why the Elves needed my help and how I could help them. I mean, it's not everyday that an average girl gets abducted by Elves so that she can help them in a world that's so different from her own. Or maybe not so different.
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I woke up. My head, arms, and legs hurt. The fall was only about 15 feet, but the impact had taken my breath away. I got up shakily. Nothing seemed broken, although my right ankle looked pretty swollen, almost as if it was broken. I looked to see where the cloaked lady was. I stopped. Where am I? I thought to myself. The oak trees were gone. Instead giant trees with golden leaves were there. I looked for the cliff that I had fallen from. It wasn't there. Instead, one of the golden leaved trees were in its place. I wasn't in a small forest of oaks either. This was a huge forest! The trees looked never-ending. I walked around, almost like I was in a daze.
"I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore," I joked to myself.
"Kansas? Where is that country?" asked a male voice.
I looked around. My eyes met a pair of blue eyes. He had fair colored skin and long, blonde hair. He was wearing a dark green tunic, blackish- gray leggings, and black boots. He carried a bow in his right hand, a long white knife, and had a quiver full of arrows on his back. He was the most gorgeous looking guy I had ever seen in my whole entire life. He looked just like someone I've seen before, someone famous, but I just couldn't remember. I must had messed up my head really bad, I thought. I tried to walk some more, but my ankle was killing me. I leaned against a tree because I didn't want to make the wound even worse.
"Is your ankle broken?"
"Uh...I think it is. Yeah, it is," I said as I tried to walk It hurt like Hell.
"Let me help you. What is your name?" he asked.
"My name is Natalie," I told him "What's your name?"
"My name is Legolas," he replied.
My heart skipped a beat. It couldn't be, I thought. There was no way. Legolas? The Elf Prince? The best archer in the Fellowship? I looked at his face. My eyes lingered to his ears. I stopped breathing for a second. He had pointy ears. I thought for a second. The cloaked lady had pointed ears. Could she had been Galadriel? I mean, I was a big Lord of the Rings fan, and had read all the books and seen the movies. And she did have the qualities that Tolkien had talked about.
But that was just a story, I thought to myself. It never happened in real life. Or did it?
"You need Elvish help," the incredibly hot Elf told me.
I nodded. Legolas helped me onto his horse and we rode to one of the giant trees. This tree was the largest out of all of the trees I had seen so far. Built high up on its branches sat a huge palace.
"This is where the Lady of the Light lives," he told me in a quiet voice as we ascended the stairs.
"Where are you from again? Kansas?" he asked.
"Actually, I'm from another world, and someone brought me here," I said, hoping he'd believe me.
"Ah, I see. Well, I am from Mirkwood," he replied not showing any response about me being from another world.
We came to a platform. I looked around. A bunch of cloaked elves were there. One of them stood out of the rest. She was wearing a white long- sleeved dress. Her hair was long and golden and her eyes were a sparkling blue. I already knew who she was. For I had seen her in my dream.
"She has arrived!" Galadriel said.
I blinked. I was totally amazed and freaked out at the same time. Here I was, standing on a platform in the largest tree I had ever seen, standing next to the hottest guy I had ever seen, talking to the most psychic person I had ever met.
"She is wounded, my lady," Legolas said.
"I know. Her ankle will be mended in time. Show her to her room," Galadriel said to Legolas.
He offered to carry me so I would not further damage my ankle, but I refused, and instead I leaned on his shoulder on our way to my room. It was high on a platform on the large golden leaved tree. I was amazed at how beautiful everything was. All the Elvish writing and art in the room was beautiful. An Elf maiden put a bandage and some kind of medicine on my ankle. Legolas left, and I sat down on the bed and decided to take a nap.
I wondered why the Elves needed my help and how I could help them. I mean, it's not everyday that an average girl gets abducted by Elves so that she can help them in a world that's so different from her own. Or maybe not so different.
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