You know, some people can be very narrow minded. Why must we all assume
Legolas is dead? My goodness.
For a full explanation of Eruan, read my one fic 'Of Blades and Arrows' Also, you don't like the length of my chapters, then don't read. I'm not trying to be mean, it's just that it ticks me off when people complain about dumb things like that.
FWOOOOOSH!
An arrow flew through the air and struck Aragorn in the shoulder. There was pandemonium as a cloaked horseman crashed through the undergrowth, pausing only to knock the heads of Legolas' guards together, and slash at the Prince's bonds.
"Get up!" The rider called.
Legolas mounted the mighty steed and the rider whispered in its ear. The pair took off like lightning through the woods.
"I see you haven't been playing well with others, brother." The rider shouted, not looking back.
"You certainly would know much about that, wouldn't you, Eruan?"
The rider slowed the horse to a trot, then stopped.
"It has been long since I've seen you Legolas."
The rider's hood fell down, revealing an elf whose face mirrored that of Legolas', from the long blonde hair to his gray eyes. The two elves embraced.
"Legolas, we must ride now, lest King Aragorn's men catch up. We can talk as we ride."
A nudge later, the two were speeding through the brush.
"Eruan, how did you find..I mean, how did you know I-"
"You are the talk of Middle Earth, brother."
Legolas raised an eyebrow. "So father sent you?" Eruan furrowed his brow, not looking back.
"Nay, Thranduil did not send me. He sits on his throne, despairing, thinking his son is to be slain."
"He know? Then why did he do nothing?"
"Brother, you know that Kings cannot meddle with the affairs of Kings. Your trial and crime were of Gondor, not Mirkwood." Legolas fell silent, and took a moment to look over his brother.
Eruan was a mirror image of him, save for that he was older. Eruan was really Legolas' half-brother, his father being the King, his mother a servant by the name of Indil. When Eruan was born, Thranduil had in fear banished Indil and her husband, Heru. Heru had never known that he wasn't Eruan's father until he died in the forest.
When Eruan and Legolas finally met each other face to face, it was in the dungeon. After Thranduil found out his first born son was once again in the castle, he panicked, and ordered Legolas to kill him, lest he claim the throne of Mirkwood. Eventually, Eruan had saved Legolas' life when he had slipped off a balcony. Realizing the truth, Legolas arranged for Eruan to escape to Rivendell, away from Thranduil's wrath, where he lived now, though he seldom stayed there. Eruan was an accomplished tracker and hunter, and spent most of his time roaming Middle Earth.
"Eruan, where are we going?" Eruan glanced behind him.
"We are going to track the princess Arwen, and clear your name." He grinned slyly. "Of course."
Legolas wiggled his brow. "But, brother, Arwen is dead. They found her body."
"They found A body, not necessarily Arwen's."
"But Eruan, how can-"
"Before I picked up new of you Legolas, I was tracking a band of Orcs. You know how rare Orcs are these days, most of them are shut up in caves and the mountains." Eruan shook his head. "Moving on, I decided to follow them and see their purpose. They spoke to one another in Common Speech, there seemed to be different breeds of Orc in one pack. They spoke of 'the elf wench' and a boy. I grew extremely suspicious, and this was before I heard of your troubles. It only confirms my thoughts and weighs down my heart."
Eruan paused and looked deep into Legolas' eyes.
"We must make haste, now, before the worst can happen. I am not sure of this child of which they spoke, but-"
"Arwen was expecting." Legolas interrupted.
Eruan's eyes widened. "Then even more so the reason to hurry. We ride."
And then the two brothers rode off, towards Orcs, danger, and hopefully Queen Arwen.
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"Ah Lady Arwen, you look ravishing today!"
Arwen Evenstar laughed, a lovely sound that reminded Legolas of songbirds.
"Why thank you, my prince."
"My prince?" Aragorn teased, coming up behind her and embracing the elf.
"You are my knightly king Aragorn," Arwen joked. "but Legolas will always be my prince."
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(A/N: Make sure to review. Next chapter soon.)
For a full explanation of Eruan, read my one fic 'Of Blades and Arrows' Also, you don't like the length of my chapters, then don't read. I'm not trying to be mean, it's just that it ticks me off when people complain about dumb things like that.
FWOOOOOSH!
An arrow flew through the air and struck Aragorn in the shoulder. There was pandemonium as a cloaked horseman crashed through the undergrowth, pausing only to knock the heads of Legolas' guards together, and slash at the Prince's bonds.
"Get up!" The rider called.
Legolas mounted the mighty steed and the rider whispered in its ear. The pair took off like lightning through the woods.
"I see you haven't been playing well with others, brother." The rider shouted, not looking back.
"You certainly would know much about that, wouldn't you, Eruan?"
The rider slowed the horse to a trot, then stopped.
"It has been long since I've seen you Legolas."
The rider's hood fell down, revealing an elf whose face mirrored that of Legolas', from the long blonde hair to his gray eyes. The two elves embraced.
"Legolas, we must ride now, lest King Aragorn's men catch up. We can talk as we ride."
A nudge later, the two were speeding through the brush.
"Eruan, how did you find..I mean, how did you know I-"
"You are the talk of Middle Earth, brother."
Legolas raised an eyebrow. "So father sent you?" Eruan furrowed his brow, not looking back.
"Nay, Thranduil did not send me. He sits on his throne, despairing, thinking his son is to be slain."
"He know? Then why did he do nothing?"
"Brother, you know that Kings cannot meddle with the affairs of Kings. Your trial and crime were of Gondor, not Mirkwood." Legolas fell silent, and took a moment to look over his brother.
Eruan was a mirror image of him, save for that he was older. Eruan was really Legolas' half-brother, his father being the King, his mother a servant by the name of Indil. When Eruan was born, Thranduil had in fear banished Indil and her husband, Heru. Heru had never known that he wasn't Eruan's father until he died in the forest.
When Eruan and Legolas finally met each other face to face, it was in the dungeon. After Thranduil found out his first born son was once again in the castle, he panicked, and ordered Legolas to kill him, lest he claim the throne of Mirkwood. Eventually, Eruan had saved Legolas' life when he had slipped off a balcony. Realizing the truth, Legolas arranged for Eruan to escape to Rivendell, away from Thranduil's wrath, where he lived now, though he seldom stayed there. Eruan was an accomplished tracker and hunter, and spent most of his time roaming Middle Earth.
"Eruan, where are we going?" Eruan glanced behind him.
"We are going to track the princess Arwen, and clear your name." He grinned slyly. "Of course."
Legolas wiggled his brow. "But, brother, Arwen is dead. They found her body."
"They found A body, not necessarily Arwen's."
"But Eruan, how can-"
"Before I picked up new of you Legolas, I was tracking a band of Orcs. You know how rare Orcs are these days, most of them are shut up in caves and the mountains." Eruan shook his head. "Moving on, I decided to follow them and see their purpose. They spoke to one another in Common Speech, there seemed to be different breeds of Orc in one pack. They spoke of 'the elf wench' and a boy. I grew extremely suspicious, and this was before I heard of your troubles. It only confirms my thoughts and weighs down my heart."
Eruan paused and looked deep into Legolas' eyes.
"We must make haste, now, before the worst can happen. I am not sure of this child of which they spoke, but-"
"Arwen was expecting." Legolas interrupted.
Eruan's eyes widened. "Then even more so the reason to hurry. We ride."
And then the two brothers rode off, towards Orcs, danger, and hopefully Queen Arwen.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Ah Lady Arwen, you look ravishing today!"
Arwen Evenstar laughed, a lovely sound that reminded Legolas of songbirds.
"Why thank you, my prince."
"My prince?" Aragorn teased, coming up behind her and embracing the elf.
"You are my knightly king Aragorn," Arwen joked. "but Legolas will always be my prince."
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(A/N: Make sure to review. Next chapter soon.)