The Last Mission
The closer I got, the quieter the noise got. My eyes kept their focus on the bush until I was close enough to kill whatever it was hiding in it. I stood on the tips of my feet, peering over the bush, and found an elf peeking through. Thinking he was spying on me, I grabbed my sword and in an instant; my blade was pressed against his neck.
I looked the elf in the eye. His dark blue eyes were gazing back at me, begging to let go. But before I did anything, I needed to find out who this spy was. I kept my sword against him, but stepped back a bit to inspect him. He wore a light brown tunic that covered his entire body, and he wore black boots.
His long blonde hair was kept perfectly, not a strand was out of place. His skin grew pale as my sword pressed harder into his neck. His body looked strong and very well toned; he was obviously very strong. All together, he was a very attractive elf, but not to my liking.
"Who are you?" I whispered in his slightly pointed ear. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but quickly closed it again. With my left hand, I tightly grabbed onto his shoulder. His eyes briefly closed, and reopened. He looked aggravated. "I am Prince Legolas of Mirkwood. Now will you kindly let me go?"
"A prince?" I repeated. I always had fun killing royalty. I thought about pulling the sword across his throat for spying on me, but decided against it. I would question him first. "Remove your sword!" He commanded. I raised my eyebrows and slowly put the sword down.
"Why were you here? Were you spying on me?" I kept my eyes on his, waiting for an answer. The prince stood still, and looked very calm. Finally, he spoke. "I wasn't exactly spying on you, my lady. I was just merely looking at you." That had to be the weakest answer I have ever heard.
"Merely looking? Why would you do that, Prince?" He stepped closer to me, and I put my hand on my sword. "My friend Aragorn told me that you traveled with him. And you looked suspicious." His eyes scanned me entirely, and noticed my hand was gripped to my sword.
"I do not know of this Aragorn. I was traveling with a man named Strider and four halflings." Prince Legolas smiled at me, and even began to laugh. And truth be told, I hated him already. It was his stupid laugh that got me. "That is the same man." Legolas said. "He is also known as Strider." His lighthearted laugh struck my ears once more. His perfect white straight teeth even seemed to laugh. I felt repulsed by him.
"Stop it!" I finally yelled. "Leave me alone. I only came here to carry out my duty." "And what is that duty m'lady?" He asked ever so fakely. "I am here to protect the halflings. That is all. Now if you please excuse me, I will be leaving now." I spun on my heels and quickly walked away from my once secret place. That prince had ruined it for me. At least he did not know my plan.
But before I had taken two steps, I felt him grab my wrist and spin me around. I quickly broke free from his grasp and had a small dagger close to his face. His eyes grew wide, and he looked very shocked. I put my dagger down and softly pushed him away. "Don't do that again." I said very coldly.
I walked away from the scene, this time without interruptions. That Prince Legolas really bothered me already. Who cares if he's a prince? He has no right spying on me like that, much less grabbing me by the wrist. I should have killed him when I had the chance. But I had to get back to my mission. I had to lure the hobbits out here to eat.
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Prince Legolas sighed as he watched the she-elf walk away. 'I didn't even ask her name.' He thought. No, he didn't love her. That's just not right to love an elf you just met. 'Besides…' he thought, 'She had a dark twisted personality.' But there was something about her he liked. 'Maybe it was her determination.' He thought to himself again.
He watched as she walked away rather un-lady like. Her raven black hair shimmered in the sun, and her long black dress slightly trailed behind her. Her movements were not flowy and feminine, like other elf maidens he had seen. Maybe that's what got him thinking. 'She's not like other elves.'
Legolas walked back to Elrond's home in search of Aragorn. He found him sitting alone in a room, scanning over a book. Legolas walked in silently, so he wouldn't startle him. When Legolas was close enough to reach out to Aragorn, he still showed no sign of knowing Legolas' presence. Finally, Legolas placed his hand on Aragorn shoulder.
Aragorn slammed the book shut and jumped. "Legolas!" He nearly squeaked. "It's only you." He cleared his throat and resumed his previous position. "Did you need something?" Legolas sighed deeply and sat down next to Aragorn. "Yes, I do have a question for you." Aragorn nodded his head, motioning for Legolas to continue.
"That elf maiden you traveled with." He said quietly. "Who is she?" Aragorn scratched the back of his head and shrugged his shoulders. "All I know is that her name is Maiavel. And she was protecting the hobbits. Why do you ask?" Aragorn looked on as Legolas started to softly kick the wall and fidget a little.
"No reason." He said. "She just looked a little strange. Where is she from?" Legolas looked back at Aragorn, who looked clueless. "She didn't tell me." He answered. "She wouldn't tell me anything really."