A/N: Sorry everyone for not posting for so long! As I said, I've been gone
for over a week for spring break. Now I'm back and I've got a few chapters
written and I will be posting them periodically. Hope you enjoy them and
sorry again!
Disclaimer: You all know what this is about. Also, the song at the end is somewhere in the Fellowship (first) book. I think it's something like 266 in my book. Yeah, so I don't own that either.
Okay, here we go. Thanks to all my reviewers! I love hearing from you!
Chapter Four
"Where are we going?" a small voice asked as the two made their way out to the front gates of the city.
Legolas looked down at her and forced a smile. "Out into the woods."
"Why? Are we leaving?"
He saw the fear in her eyes. Stopping, he knelt down to be equal height. "We are going to try to get you home."
"But isn't this my home?"
'Oh, how I wish it was,' he thought to himself, and then said aloud. "Yes, but you need to go back to your true home, the one with your siblings. Where you belong. . ."
"No, please. . . I like it here," she begged.
"Kama, it's hard to understand---"
"Are you coming with me?"
"No, I will lead you, but I must stay here."
"But I don't want to. . .you're my friend!"
"I am sorry. It's not my decision to make." Next thing he knew, her tiny arms were around his neck, hugging him. He gently returned the gesture.
"I'll miss you. . ." she whispered.
~~~
It seemed almost as if there was a threat of orcs. Almost every guard of Mirkwood was searching the woods for the porthole of any sign of it.
The due made camp a few miles away from the city's gates. Kama hadn't said a word since their short stop inside.
She lay there, curled up in a ball unmoving. Legolas felt helpless. Never before had he felt like this and he did not like it. He watched her silently cry herself to sleep and couldn't help by wonder what her other world was like. Was it like Middle-earth? Or did she have a hard life she did not want to return to? Why did she not want to go back?
~~~
"Prince Legolas!" the guard gasped, beckoning Legolas towards him.
Legolas stood from his seat against a large tree and started towards him.
"No, no. Bring the child! And hurry!"
"Have you found it?" Legolas asked as he picked up the sleeping girl.
"Yes and if we hurry we can catch it!"
They started running. Although the guard was fast, he showed Legolas down.
"Go on, it's just ahead," the guard told him after a minute and pointed to the west. Legolas ran forward.
He soon reached a group of about six elves staring into what looked like floating water, a wall of it in the middle of the trees.
They heard him and turned their gaze and just then Legolas watched as the porthole sparkled with a brilliant light and vanished.
"Come! What are you----"
"Where did it go?" Legolas interrupted. In unison, their heads turned back to accept the same reality. Just then there was a shout from the south.
The same elf turned to him. "Go!"
Legolas took off running, using his tracking skills to zone in on the sound.
He was sprinting, for a few minutes when an elf in similar traveling clothes came into view, running towards him.
"Turn west!" he shouted. "It has reappeared!"
Rounding a tree, he kept his pace and dashed on. He stole a glance at Kama in his arms who was still asleep. Relieved the constant travel wasn't disturbing her, he turned his attention back to his path.
~~~
Collapsing back on the ground from exhaustion, Legolas took a deep breath. The night had been long and with no rest. He had never run that much in his life and the muscles in his legs shook from over use.
"Atonme," he called for his trusted friend.
"Yes, Legolas?"
"Would you mind watching her while I rest?"
"Sure. Rest well."
"Thank you."
"Yes. Save your energy for tomorrow."
"Oh, please don't remind me," Legolas groaned.
"Well, you know it's true and you are lucky your not still out there chasing it around."
"True. . but I wouldn't keep at it any longer without rest. We'll get her back home soon."
"Speaking of rest, you should get some. I will leave you be."
~~~
Legolas woke to soft elvish words being spoken. He focused his eyes to see Kama sitting in the long grass looking up at Atomne and a guard conversing in a language she did not understand.
He stood and joined the two.
*What news is there?* he asked.
*Good. You've joined us,* Atomne said to him. He turned briefly to the guard Legolas did not recognize, then back to Legolas. *The porthole has disappeared.
*That doesn't surprise me.*
*No, it has vanished from all eyes. It has not appeared since the early morn; just after you retired.*
*Hmm. . .peculiar. Well, this seems to be out of our hands. Stay alert and let me know when you spot it again. I shall be here.* Legolas turned and sat down beside Kama.
"Hello."
"What were you talking about? Was it me?"
"Yes and no. Nothing you should worry about." He looked up to see the two elves looking on. Their eyes met and they turned, walking away.
"Will you teach me to talk like you?"
"You want to know elvish?"
She nodded.
"Alright. While we wait I shall teach you the simplicities of the language." She looked at him curiously with the use of the word she did not understand, but a smile soon replaced it.
"Thanks."
~~~
"Creoso."
"Crisco."
"Good enough."
"What's it mean?"
"Welcome."
A large smile spread across the girl's face.
"Go up to him," Legolas pointed to a guard close by who he knew well. "and say 'Creoso, mellon nin.'"
"Okay!" she jumped up and ran over to the guard. Tugging on his tunic, he glanced down at her, then to Legolas before kneeling to the child. She whispered the words, giggled and ran back over to Legolas, burying her head and giggled in the grass.
"Legolas?"
Legolas stood and met Amroth halfway.
*Hel--*
*You're teaching her elvish?* he interrupted, obviously not in the mood for chitchat.
*Yes, I---*
*What is your reason? You know how risky that is?*
*If you will let me speak, you might know.* Amroth was silent. *Thank you. She is just a child. The language is difficult for outsiders and humans to learn. It is not likely she is to understand it all or remember it once we send her home. Alright?*
He stood silent for a moment, staring into Legolas with his icy blue eyes.
He finally spoke, saying, *Very well then. If that is what you believe find. I still am against the idea.* He started to walk away.
*Look at her. She cannot even form the words! What sort of danger could she be?*
*Excuse me,* he muttered turning to Legolas. *But I must be off now for my post time soon.* With those words, he turned and left Legolas.
~~~
The porthole had been gone for sometime. Some guessed it was now in the outer woods and would return soon. Others said they'd missed their chance and were just wasting time waiting for it.
During those long days, Legolas would sit with Kama and attempt to have her learn the proper pronunciations the elvish language. The day would be spent lounging in the grass or walking through Mirkwood Forest, teaching her this tongue the people most commonly used.
It was dark all around. The moon barely shone through the dense treetops. Kama seemed to be oddly at peace with this darkness. Legolas was quietly singing an elvish tune, keeping one suspicious eye on her and the other at the foliage above him as he lay on his back.
"Will you teach me your song?" she asked when he finished.
"Why do you call it my song?"
"You sing it every night."
Taken aback that she had noticed this and never mentioned it, he beckoned her closer. "Very well then. I shall teach you and it will be our song."
"A Elbereth Gilthoniel, silivren perna miriel o menel aglar elenath! Na-chaered palan-diriel O galadhremmin ennorath, Fanuilos, le linnathon Nef aear, si nef aearon!
~~~
Disclaimer: You all know what this is about. Also, the song at the end is somewhere in the Fellowship (first) book. I think it's something like 266 in my book. Yeah, so I don't own that either.
Okay, here we go. Thanks to all my reviewers! I love hearing from you!
Chapter Four
"Where are we going?" a small voice asked as the two made their way out to the front gates of the city.
Legolas looked down at her and forced a smile. "Out into the woods."
"Why? Are we leaving?"
He saw the fear in her eyes. Stopping, he knelt down to be equal height. "We are going to try to get you home."
"But isn't this my home?"
'Oh, how I wish it was,' he thought to himself, and then said aloud. "Yes, but you need to go back to your true home, the one with your siblings. Where you belong. . ."
"No, please. . . I like it here," she begged.
"Kama, it's hard to understand---"
"Are you coming with me?"
"No, I will lead you, but I must stay here."
"But I don't want to. . .you're my friend!"
"I am sorry. It's not my decision to make." Next thing he knew, her tiny arms were around his neck, hugging him. He gently returned the gesture.
"I'll miss you. . ." she whispered.
~~~
It seemed almost as if there was a threat of orcs. Almost every guard of Mirkwood was searching the woods for the porthole of any sign of it.
The due made camp a few miles away from the city's gates. Kama hadn't said a word since their short stop inside.
She lay there, curled up in a ball unmoving. Legolas felt helpless. Never before had he felt like this and he did not like it. He watched her silently cry herself to sleep and couldn't help by wonder what her other world was like. Was it like Middle-earth? Or did she have a hard life she did not want to return to? Why did she not want to go back?
~~~
"Prince Legolas!" the guard gasped, beckoning Legolas towards him.
Legolas stood from his seat against a large tree and started towards him.
"No, no. Bring the child! And hurry!"
"Have you found it?" Legolas asked as he picked up the sleeping girl.
"Yes and if we hurry we can catch it!"
They started running. Although the guard was fast, he showed Legolas down.
"Go on, it's just ahead," the guard told him after a minute and pointed to the west. Legolas ran forward.
He soon reached a group of about six elves staring into what looked like floating water, a wall of it in the middle of the trees.
They heard him and turned their gaze and just then Legolas watched as the porthole sparkled with a brilliant light and vanished.
"Come! What are you----"
"Where did it go?" Legolas interrupted. In unison, their heads turned back to accept the same reality. Just then there was a shout from the south.
The same elf turned to him. "Go!"
Legolas took off running, using his tracking skills to zone in on the sound.
He was sprinting, for a few minutes when an elf in similar traveling clothes came into view, running towards him.
"Turn west!" he shouted. "It has reappeared!"
Rounding a tree, he kept his pace and dashed on. He stole a glance at Kama in his arms who was still asleep. Relieved the constant travel wasn't disturbing her, he turned his attention back to his path.
~~~
Collapsing back on the ground from exhaustion, Legolas took a deep breath. The night had been long and with no rest. He had never run that much in his life and the muscles in his legs shook from over use.
"Atonme," he called for his trusted friend.
"Yes, Legolas?"
"Would you mind watching her while I rest?"
"Sure. Rest well."
"Thank you."
"Yes. Save your energy for tomorrow."
"Oh, please don't remind me," Legolas groaned.
"Well, you know it's true and you are lucky your not still out there chasing it around."
"True. . but I wouldn't keep at it any longer without rest. We'll get her back home soon."
"Speaking of rest, you should get some. I will leave you be."
~~~
Legolas woke to soft elvish words being spoken. He focused his eyes to see Kama sitting in the long grass looking up at Atomne and a guard conversing in a language she did not understand.
He stood and joined the two.
*What news is there?* he asked.
*Good. You've joined us,* Atomne said to him. He turned briefly to the guard Legolas did not recognize, then back to Legolas. *The porthole has disappeared.
*That doesn't surprise me.*
*No, it has vanished from all eyes. It has not appeared since the early morn; just after you retired.*
*Hmm. . .peculiar. Well, this seems to be out of our hands. Stay alert and let me know when you spot it again. I shall be here.* Legolas turned and sat down beside Kama.
"Hello."
"What were you talking about? Was it me?"
"Yes and no. Nothing you should worry about." He looked up to see the two elves looking on. Their eyes met and they turned, walking away.
"Will you teach me to talk like you?"
"You want to know elvish?"
She nodded.
"Alright. While we wait I shall teach you the simplicities of the language." She looked at him curiously with the use of the word she did not understand, but a smile soon replaced it.
"Thanks."
~~~
"Creoso."
"Crisco."
"Good enough."
"What's it mean?"
"Welcome."
A large smile spread across the girl's face.
"Go up to him," Legolas pointed to a guard close by who he knew well. "and say 'Creoso, mellon nin.'"
"Okay!" she jumped up and ran over to the guard. Tugging on his tunic, he glanced down at her, then to Legolas before kneeling to the child. She whispered the words, giggled and ran back over to Legolas, burying her head and giggled in the grass.
"Legolas?"
Legolas stood and met Amroth halfway.
*Hel--*
*You're teaching her elvish?* he interrupted, obviously not in the mood for chitchat.
*Yes, I---*
*What is your reason? You know how risky that is?*
*If you will let me speak, you might know.* Amroth was silent. *Thank you. She is just a child. The language is difficult for outsiders and humans to learn. It is not likely she is to understand it all or remember it once we send her home. Alright?*
He stood silent for a moment, staring into Legolas with his icy blue eyes.
He finally spoke, saying, *Very well then. If that is what you believe find. I still am against the idea.* He started to walk away.
*Look at her. She cannot even form the words! What sort of danger could she be?*
*Excuse me,* he muttered turning to Legolas. *But I must be off now for my post time soon.* With those words, he turned and left Legolas.
~~~
The porthole had been gone for sometime. Some guessed it was now in the outer woods and would return soon. Others said they'd missed their chance and were just wasting time waiting for it.
During those long days, Legolas would sit with Kama and attempt to have her learn the proper pronunciations the elvish language. The day would be spent lounging in the grass or walking through Mirkwood Forest, teaching her this tongue the people most commonly used.
It was dark all around. The moon barely shone through the dense treetops. Kama seemed to be oddly at peace with this darkness. Legolas was quietly singing an elvish tune, keeping one suspicious eye on her and the other at the foliage above him as he lay on his back.
"Will you teach me your song?" she asked when he finished.
"Why do you call it my song?"
"You sing it every night."
Taken aback that she had noticed this and never mentioned it, he beckoned her closer. "Very well then. I shall teach you and it will be our song."
"A Elbereth Gilthoniel, silivren perna miriel o menel aglar elenath! Na-chaered palan-diriel O galadhremmin ennorath, Fanuilos, le linnathon Nef aear, si nef aearon!
~~~