Chapter 6: A Bit of Fun
"I am sorry, cannot do that."
"Yes you can."
"I will not do that to them!"
"No!"
"I don't care!"
The young woman ran off into the woods, quickly disappearing behind the thick foliage. The flaxen haired man sighed and turned away, walking in the opposite direction from where the woman had run. He stopped and turned back, his eyes filled with worry for her.
Legolas shot up in bed, his eyes wide, sweat dripping down his forehead. Recently his dreams had haunted him. They had stopped for a while, but he had just started having them again.
He got out of bed and walked to his door. Legolas and Erin had arrived earlier that day to the kingdom in Mirkwood. She had been questioned by the king, Thranduil, who seemed to be little perturbed about Erin's inability to talk. He would have thrown her in the dungeon, but Legolas had talked to his father and now Erin was in a guestroom, asleep.
Legolas stepped out of his room and into the cool night air, then walked over to the railing that was along the side of the walkway. He leaned up against it and looked up at the sky. It was a clear night; the sky was a dark blue with small white dots scattered across it. He stared up at it, thinking about all that had happened that day. The day that he wished had never happened so long ago.
He could still hear her voice; he could still see her retreating form running off into the woods. He wondered now why he had not died that day. He should have died of a broken heart. Then he remembered her scar, the one that was a small oval with a dot in the middle. It looked just like a very small, open eye; but he still wondered what had happened to it. The scar seemed to be carried off by the wind in the form of a blue light.
Legolas pictured her face, covered in blood and bruises as the wind whipped her hair around. Shutting his eyes tightly he tried to erase the image from his mind, but it would never stay away for long. In order to get his mind off of the subject he decided to go and check on Erin to see if she was sleeping well.
He walked down the hall until he came to her door, paused in front of it, then slowly opened it, trying not to make any noise. Legolas peered inside, expecting to see her asleep on the bed, but instead he came face to face with a pair of eyes.
Jumping back away from the door, he nearly fell over. Erin opened the door the rest of the way, a wide smile plastered on her face. The look of surprise slowly left his face and was replaced by a smile large enough to match hers. He let out a quiet chuckle.
"May I come inside?" he asked, motioning to her door. She nodded and held the door open for him. Quietly closing the door behind herself she walked to the window, leaned over the ledge, and looked down. Legolas slowly walked towards her and looked out the window, trying to see what she was looking at. What he saw astonished him.
Erin's horse was standing there, with what looked like a pair of Elven pants in his mouth. He looked at Erin who had quite the shit eating grin on her face, then watched as she made a few symbols with her hand to her horse. The horse dropped the pants, walked over a bit through the bushes, and came back with another pair of pants.
Legolas looked to the left where the horse had come from. He saw four male elves sitting in a bathing pool with their clothes hung on the bushes. Of course the Elves didn't suspect anything, for they only heard a horse moving around, so they did not think to look for their pants. He looked at Erin who had a look of pure glee on her face, laughing silently. He began to laugh, a look of shock on his face at her antics.
She was telling her horse to walk over there and steal those Elves' pants!
The horse walked back one more time, grabbed the last pair of pants, walked back under her window, and dropped them into the pile of clothes. Erin held up a hand to Legolas, indicating for him to stay there, then ran out of her room.
Legolas blinked a couple times then turned back to the window, wondering what she was up to now. He looked out the window at the horse for a few moments then saw Erin run up to her horse, pick up the pants, pat her horse on its head, and run back in the direction that she came from.
He waited and a minute later she burst into the room with the pants. Erin dropped them on her bed and ran over to the window. She stuck her hand out and did a few gestures, then her horse walked away and began to "casually" graze.
Legolas watched as the elves finished bathing and stepped out of the water to look for their clothes. It made for a funny sight when they finally gave up and decided that they would just have to sprint inside and avoid attention. Erin was now almost rolling on the floor. After a moment she composed herself, walked over to the window and, using sign language, told her horse that he could leave.
Collapsing on her bed, Erin began to silently laugh once again. Legolas walked over to her, still chuckling slightly, and sat down next to her on the bed, the cushion barely moving under his weight.
"I came to see how you were sleeping, but I see that question has been answered, so I will ask another question. Since you are so obviously wide awake, would you like to accompany me on a walk?" he finished his question, a smile still seen clearly in his eyes.
Erin turned to him, a large smile spread across her face, and nodded.
"Good, then I will just wait outside of your room so that you may prepare yourself."
Erin looked down at herself, and then back up to him, indicating that she was already dressed and ready to go. He looked at her.
"Shall we be off, then?" He held his arm out to her. She took it gladly and walked out of the room, skipping the whole way.
Legolas laughed. "My, you certainly are energetic for it being such a late hour."
Erin just looked at him, a devilish grin creeping its way across her face. She let go of his arm and took off running down the hall.
Legolas stood there for a moment until he realized what she was doing. He smiled and then ran down the hall after her. If she wanted to play a chasing game, then he would give her the run of her life.
"I am sorry, cannot do that."
"Yes you can."
"I will not do that to them!"
"No!"
"I don't care!"
The young woman ran off into the woods, quickly disappearing behind the thick foliage. The flaxen haired man sighed and turned away, walking in the opposite direction from where the woman had run. He stopped and turned back, his eyes filled with worry for her.
Legolas shot up in bed, his eyes wide, sweat dripping down his forehead. Recently his dreams had haunted him. They had stopped for a while, but he had just started having them again.
He got out of bed and walked to his door. Legolas and Erin had arrived earlier that day to the kingdom in Mirkwood. She had been questioned by the king, Thranduil, who seemed to be little perturbed about Erin's inability to talk. He would have thrown her in the dungeon, but Legolas had talked to his father and now Erin was in a guestroom, asleep.
Legolas stepped out of his room and into the cool night air, then walked over to the railing that was along the side of the walkway. He leaned up against it and looked up at the sky. It was a clear night; the sky was a dark blue with small white dots scattered across it. He stared up at it, thinking about all that had happened that day. The day that he wished had never happened so long ago.
He could still hear her voice; he could still see her retreating form running off into the woods. He wondered now why he had not died that day. He should have died of a broken heart. Then he remembered her scar, the one that was a small oval with a dot in the middle. It looked just like a very small, open eye; but he still wondered what had happened to it. The scar seemed to be carried off by the wind in the form of a blue light.
Legolas pictured her face, covered in blood and bruises as the wind whipped her hair around. Shutting his eyes tightly he tried to erase the image from his mind, but it would never stay away for long. In order to get his mind off of the subject he decided to go and check on Erin to see if she was sleeping well.
He walked down the hall until he came to her door, paused in front of it, then slowly opened it, trying not to make any noise. Legolas peered inside, expecting to see her asleep on the bed, but instead he came face to face with a pair of eyes.
Jumping back away from the door, he nearly fell over. Erin opened the door the rest of the way, a wide smile plastered on her face. The look of surprise slowly left his face and was replaced by a smile large enough to match hers. He let out a quiet chuckle.
"May I come inside?" he asked, motioning to her door. She nodded and held the door open for him. Quietly closing the door behind herself she walked to the window, leaned over the ledge, and looked down. Legolas slowly walked towards her and looked out the window, trying to see what she was looking at. What he saw astonished him.
Erin's horse was standing there, with what looked like a pair of Elven pants in his mouth. He looked at Erin who had quite the shit eating grin on her face, then watched as she made a few symbols with her hand to her horse. The horse dropped the pants, walked over a bit through the bushes, and came back with another pair of pants.
Legolas looked to the left where the horse had come from. He saw four male elves sitting in a bathing pool with their clothes hung on the bushes. Of course the Elves didn't suspect anything, for they only heard a horse moving around, so they did not think to look for their pants. He looked at Erin who had a look of pure glee on her face, laughing silently. He began to laugh, a look of shock on his face at her antics.
She was telling her horse to walk over there and steal those Elves' pants!
The horse walked back one more time, grabbed the last pair of pants, walked back under her window, and dropped them into the pile of clothes. Erin held up a hand to Legolas, indicating for him to stay there, then ran out of her room.
Legolas blinked a couple times then turned back to the window, wondering what she was up to now. He looked out the window at the horse for a few moments then saw Erin run up to her horse, pick up the pants, pat her horse on its head, and run back in the direction that she came from.
He waited and a minute later she burst into the room with the pants. Erin dropped them on her bed and ran over to the window. She stuck her hand out and did a few gestures, then her horse walked away and began to "casually" graze.
Legolas watched as the elves finished bathing and stepped out of the water to look for their clothes. It made for a funny sight when they finally gave up and decided that they would just have to sprint inside and avoid attention. Erin was now almost rolling on the floor. After a moment she composed herself, walked over to the window and, using sign language, told her horse that he could leave.
Collapsing on her bed, Erin began to silently laugh once again. Legolas walked over to her, still chuckling slightly, and sat down next to her on the bed, the cushion barely moving under his weight.
"I came to see how you were sleeping, but I see that question has been answered, so I will ask another question. Since you are so obviously wide awake, would you like to accompany me on a walk?" he finished his question, a smile still seen clearly in his eyes.
Erin turned to him, a large smile spread across her face, and nodded.
"Good, then I will just wait outside of your room so that you may prepare yourself."
Erin looked down at herself, and then back up to him, indicating that she was already dressed and ready to go. He looked at her.
"Shall we be off, then?" He held his arm out to her. She took it gladly and walked out of the room, skipping the whole way.
Legolas laughed. "My, you certainly are energetic for it being such a late hour."
Erin just looked at him, a devilish grin creeping its way across her face. She let go of his arm and took off running down the hall.
Legolas stood there for a moment until he realized what she was doing. He smiled and then ran down the hall after her. If she wanted to play a chasing game, then he would give her the run of her life.