~ AN- Hey.look.it hasn't taken me almost two months to update! But still,
I'm really busy, this being my first year of highschool and all, so please
don't expect me to be able to update like I did all summer.no way do I have
that much time now.but I'm seriously starting to get back into the swing of
things, so writing is coming a lot smoother! Rejoice! Anyway, enough of
this lame talk stuff.here's the next chapter! ~
Disclaimer- still does not own anything LOTR related.
Chapter 11
Time unaccounted for passed, and just as the sun rose over the horizon of the nightmarish night from before and Amowiel's tears had finally dried, the two continued their journey towards Mirkwood forest.
Days passed, with all certainly, they were soon reaching Mirkwood. It was still Legolas's greatest hope that they would reach Mirkwood before the army, but now he had little hope of that, and he didn't think Amowiel would be able to do this for much longer. Ever since she had been taken from Gondor, she had only eaten a few wild berries that Legolas had found and she had only little sleep at night, as they traveled then too.
Her skin had gone pale, and weight had seemed to fall from her bones. She still held the same beauty, but it seemed to be more fragile, easier to disappear. She grew tired easier that before, and her breath went far more quickly.
They had to reach Mirkwood soon, or Legolas feared that Amowiel might not be able to go on. If she lost too much strength, she would not be able to continue the journey, and Legolas could not leave her.his promise and feelings for the woman would stop him from doing that.
" How much further?" Amowiel asked suddenly, breaking the silence of the night.
" We shall be there by sunrise. When we arrive to the forest, we shall rest, for it is my fear you will not be able to go much further without food and good rest,"
" I will be fine!" She snapped, her voice taking on heat, " I will not rest until both of our peoples' lives are safe. I do not need you treating me like some.some weak child!"
The mere anger on her face caused a grin to break out across Legolas's face. Not matter how weak she was, she would not let the fire within herself die. She would not show weakness, for some odd reason, especially to him. The fire her soul seemed to be made of would never burn out, and he loved that about her.
" What may I ask is so funny?!" She glared at him, " Is something I said amusing to you, Elf?"
Without replying, Legolas shook his head. Amowiel continued to glare at the back of his head. It was now resolved in her mind to keep up pace with the Elf, for she would to show any weakness on her part. He, for some reason, was the one person she knew of who she was unwilling to show weakness to. It was as if what he thought about her actually mattered.
They continued to walk for a little over an hour. The night sky had darkened and the only light they used was the full moon that hung low in the sky above them. Again, there was silence.
Silence had been more common that conversation since the night they had escaped from their captors, and it stayed like that. It was as if they were scared to talk, fearing one might say something to displease the other. They didn't want to talk about what might happen if they fail.what would happen to them. They would both be considered traitors if their peoples went to war, and the question that silently prayed at the back of both their minds was " If we are tried for treason, will the other stay at my side?"
Finally, Legolas knew that as soon as they reached the top of the hill that stood before them, they would reach the boarders of Mirkwood forest. They would enter a place Legolas called home and that Amowiel feared. Valar only knew what might greet them within the forest, but it had to be risked.to save the races or Elves and Men alike.
The huge trees of Mirkwood stood feet away from them, leaving looming shadows from the darkness over them. The forest looked dangerous in this light.
A shudder traveled up Amowiel's back. Too many horrible memories were from this place, and she was in no hurry to travel back through these woods. Many nightmares involved this place, and what she had lost here.
" We're here," Legolas told her simply, barely noticing how Amowiel had paled considerably since Mirkwood had come into her sights.
" Excuse me if I do not appear joyful," Amowiel muttered under her breath, feeling yet another shiver travel up her spine.
" Come," Legolas spoke, ignoring completely Amowiel's sarcasm, " After we enter the forest and are at least an considerable amount away from the edge, we'll rest,"
" I told you before," Amowiel snapped angrily, looking at Legolas with fire in her green eyes, " I'm fine!"
" Amowiel," Legolas told her, not really wanting to start an argument but at least make her see the point of resting, " we've traveled for almost two days without rest nor food, I highly believe that if you travel at this pace much further, I'll end up carrying you, and believe me, I have no intention of doing that,"
" But-" she started, trying to argue that it was necessary that they reach the Elven halls before Gondor's army was. If not, it may be too late to stop this war that was upon them, and if that were to happen, many lives would be lost, and there would probably be a rift too great between humans and Elves to repair.
" We will get there before the army," Legolas reassured her, " they will have a hard time traveling in such a great number through these forests, for they are very dense and full of dangers. Us on the other hand, will travel easier. I know the territory and I know the quickest ways back to my home,"
" Fine," she said, folding her arms over her chest like a defeated little child, " we'll rest, but not because I asked to or anything,"
Without even replying, Legolas pulled the sleeve of her dress and pulled her along with him. She pulled her arm away quickly, muttering how she could walk well enough by herself.
Finally, after almost a weeks travel, they found themselves under the tall and dark trees of Mirkwood forest. The woods were pitch dark all around them, and inside was completely silent. No light came through the tops of the huge and dense trees. It seemed quite frightening to be standing here.
Without stopping, Legolas and Amowiel continued their way through, sidestepping and avoiding trees as they went. Soon, Amowiel could no longer see the edge of the forest and the light that had come from it. Another shiver ran up her spine, and she thought about the vows she had made ever since she had escaped her as a child. She had always vowed that someone would have to kill her before they got her back inside this forest. It was quite funny, now she was in a rush to enter, and with an Elf non-the less.
" We may stop now," Legolas said quite suddenly, and stopped.
" How much longer until we reach the Elven halls?" Amowiel asked, feeling her voice falter when she actually thought about setting foot in that place again. No matter what she had convinced herself of; she was still terrified of that place. The Elven halls, to her, just made her remember that she had lost someone dear to her, her mother, to a murderer who was still getting away with it.
" It depends," Legolas replied simply. He had still not noticed the way she faltered with every mention of Mirkwood. His mind was too occupied with other matters. What if they were to get to The Elven halls after the battle had already started? Would anyone even listen to them? If they were to show up together, he knew they would both be tried for treason, and then what would happen?
Silence again settled over them, and this time it was uncomfortable. It lasted minutes, and then Amowiel broke it with another one of the questions that had been plaguing Legolas's mind.
" Will anyone even believe you if you speak that your brother killed my mother?" she asked, her voice strained, " I mean, he is the crowned price, is he not? And you are just." Her voice faltered suddenly, realizing what she was saying.
" A killer," Legolas finished grimly. He hated this! Why must he be known for only killing, when he did not choose this path, but it had been forced upon him.
" I'm sorry," Amowiel replied sorely, " I did not mean for it to sound that way,"
" Aye, but it is the truth," he replied lamely, " And no, I do not think that they will believe me, for they would not trust me if their lives depended upon it. My father will probably try to protect my brother, and my brother, the viper that he is, will most likely blame it on me, saying that I am the one who murders, not him,"
" I'll be there to back you up," Amowiel whispered, " I'll be there to tell the truth,"
" Do you really think my brother will let you live?" he asked, not meaning to sound as blunt as he did.
Amowiel turned her head away quickly, knowing that tears were wanting to fall. He was right, his brother would try to kill her, and just to make sure Legolas would not have any one to back up his story. Another reason she feared to go any further, she herself may die by the hands of the same man who killed her mother.
" Do you not remember my promise?" Legolas asked her, feeling sorry he had been so blunt with the woman, " I promised to protect you, and even if that means fighting against my own brother, I will. I will not let you die Amowiel, and I will be true to my word,"
" I believe you," she replied softly, " but I still fear returning. I have had nightmares since I was a little girl about going back into Mirkwood, and I think I'll still have nightmares after this. I've lost so much here, and I'm scared. You're right, your brother, and probably your father too, will try to stop us from stopping this war. My father too will try to stop us, but we have to. If our races are to fight now, it will affect whatever future we're supposed to have. I know you won't let me die, or a least, you'll try your hardest, and I thank you for it. You're also right that they'll try to stop us, even if that means killing us, and if I assume correctly, you'll be the first one everyone will want to blame, just because you are you father's assassin,"
Legolas sighed. She was too right, and he knew when it came down to it, the people would much rather listen to their leaders than an assassin Elf and human woman. " If only our courses had not lead us down these paths," he said simply, more to himself than to Amowiel.
" Even if this was the not the path we would have chosen for ourselves," Amowiel smiled a bit, " it still will turn out alright. From what you've said, everyone at your home thinks of you as only a killer, but I don't. You've saved my life more than once, and even though I started out wanting to hate you for taking me away from my home, I can't. To tell the truth, I'm happier here with you than I ever was in Gondor. You've opened my eyes, and shown me that anything can happen. Without you, I would have always hated the Elves and this war would have happened, and though it still might, we may yet stop it. Think of it like this Legolas, if you had not been an assassin, we'd have not met. All those years ago, you would have not met me, for you would have not just been reentering, and now, you would not have come to me. Good things come out of the bad and the prime example of that would be our...friendship. I will not say that I'm not terrified of what may come, but I will say that as long as you're with me, I'll be able to face it,"
Legolas felt a smile tug at the ends of his lips. Her words were sweet and from the heart, and Legolas felt the same towards her. His feelings that were towards her swelled within himself and momentarily, he was confused and shocked. He had never felt so strongly about one person, and something in his own heart told him that Amowiel was possibly feeling the same things as he was.
Without even hesitating for a moments thought, he walked up to Amowiel, causing her to look up at him, her eyes shining with confusion. Without another moments thought, Legolas reached down and brought his lips to Amowiel's. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shout outs
Alida fruit- Thanks! I'm glad u thought I wrote the last chapter well (I thought it was horrible, personally!) I'm glad u understand about the whole life's stopping me from updating, and I'm glad you can wait a long time, because I'm still not sure when I'll have time to update (I have Mid-terms coming up next week!)! Well, that's all for now! Keep reviewing!
Libby- Yes, I know it was too long and not too much happened, but I thank u lots for reviewing anyway. You must have been mad at me for a while! Anyway, thanks for sticking with me! Much luv!
Nairobi- Thanks for waiting all this time for an update! I'm glad you liked the chapter, and I hope you'll like the future chapters too! And I hope I'll be able to update a lot sooner for you guys! Rock on!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~ AN- well look at that, I finally threw in the romance, which I have been planning to put in from the start. Hey, a lot of you guys probably won't like the whole romance deal, but hey, my story, my rules! But yeah, hopefully you'll just go along with it, but hey, I hope you don't complain too much! Actually, hopefully you'll like the chapter anyway! Well, rock on, and since I have major mid-terms next week, I will again not have time to write, so my next update probably won't be until at least the first week of November, but I make no promises! Well, until the next chapter, and don't forget to review! LOL! ~
Disclaimer- still does not own anything LOTR related.
Chapter 11
Time unaccounted for passed, and just as the sun rose over the horizon of the nightmarish night from before and Amowiel's tears had finally dried, the two continued their journey towards Mirkwood forest.
Days passed, with all certainly, they were soon reaching Mirkwood. It was still Legolas's greatest hope that they would reach Mirkwood before the army, but now he had little hope of that, and he didn't think Amowiel would be able to do this for much longer. Ever since she had been taken from Gondor, she had only eaten a few wild berries that Legolas had found and she had only little sleep at night, as they traveled then too.
Her skin had gone pale, and weight had seemed to fall from her bones. She still held the same beauty, but it seemed to be more fragile, easier to disappear. She grew tired easier that before, and her breath went far more quickly.
They had to reach Mirkwood soon, or Legolas feared that Amowiel might not be able to go on. If she lost too much strength, she would not be able to continue the journey, and Legolas could not leave her.his promise and feelings for the woman would stop him from doing that.
" How much further?" Amowiel asked suddenly, breaking the silence of the night.
" We shall be there by sunrise. When we arrive to the forest, we shall rest, for it is my fear you will not be able to go much further without food and good rest,"
" I will be fine!" She snapped, her voice taking on heat, " I will not rest until both of our peoples' lives are safe. I do not need you treating me like some.some weak child!"
The mere anger on her face caused a grin to break out across Legolas's face. Not matter how weak she was, she would not let the fire within herself die. She would not show weakness, for some odd reason, especially to him. The fire her soul seemed to be made of would never burn out, and he loved that about her.
" What may I ask is so funny?!" She glared at him, " Is something I said amusing to you, Elf?"
Without replying, Legolas shook his head. Amowiel continued to glare at the back of his head. It was now resolved in her mind to keep up pace with the Elf, for she would to show any weakness on her part. He, for some reason, was the one person she knew of who she was unwilling to show weakness to. It was as if what he thought about her actually mattered.
They continued to walk for a little over an hour. The night sky had darkened and the only light they used was the full moon that hung low in the sky above them. Again, there was silence.
Silence had been more common that conversation since the night they had escaped from their captors, and it stayed like that. It was as if they were scared to talk, fearing one might say something to displease the other. They didn't want to talk about what might happen if they fail.what would happen to them. They would both be considered traitors if their peoples went to war, and the question that silently prayed at the back of both their minds was " If we are tried for treason, will the other stay at my side?"
Finally, Legolas knew that as soon as they reached the top of the hill that stood before them, they would reach the boarders of Mirkwood forest. They would enter a place Legolas called home and that Amowiel feared. Valar only knew what might greet them within the forest, but it had to be risked.to save the races or Elves and Men alike.
The huge trees of Mirkwood stood feet away from them, leaving looming shadows from the darkness over them. The forest looked dangerous in this light.
A shudder traveled up Amowiel's back. Too many horrible memories were from this place, and she was in no hurry to travel back through these woods. Many nightmares involved this place, and what she had lost here.
" We're here," Legolas told her simply, barely noticing how Amowiel had paled considerably since Mirkwood had come into her sights.
" Excuse me if I do not appear joyful," Amowiel muttered under her breath, feeling yet another shiver travel up her spine.
" Come," Legolas spoke, ignoring completely Amowiel's sarcasm, " After we enter the forest and are at least an considerable amount away from the edge, we'll rest,"
" I told you before," Amowiel snapped angrily, looking at Legolas with fire in her green eyes, " I'm fine!"
" Amowiel," Legolas told her, not really wanting to start an argument but at least make her see the point of resting, " we've traveled for almost two days without rest nor food, I highly believe that if you travel at this pace much further, I'll end up carrying you, and believe me, I have no intention of doing that,"
" But-" she started, trying to argue that it was necessary that they reach the Elven halls before Gondor's army was. If not, it may be too late to stop this war that was upon them, and if that were to happen, many lives would be lost, and there would probably be a rift too great between humans and Elves to repair.
" We will get there before the army," Legolas reassured her, " they will have a hard time traveling in such a great number through these forests, for they are very dense and full of dangers. Us on the other hand, will travel easier. I know the territory and I know the quickest ways back to my home,"
" Fine," she said, folding her arms over her chest like a defeated little child, " we'll rest, but not because I asked to or anything,"
Without even replying, Legolas pulled the sleeve of her dress and pulled her along with him. She pulled her arm away quickly, muttering how she could walk well enough by herself.
Finally, after almost a weeks travel, they found themselves under the tall and dark trees of Mirkwood forest. The woods were pitch dark all around them, and inside was completely silent. No light came through the tops of the huge and dense trees. It seemed quite frightening to be standing here.
Without stopping, Legolas and Amowiel continued their way through, sidestepping and avoiding trees as they went. Soon, Amowiel could no longer see the edge of the forest and the light that had come from it. Another shiver ran up her spine, and she thought about the vows she had made ever since she had escaped her as a child. She had always vowed that someone would have to kill her before they got her back inside this forest. It was quite funny, now she was in a rush to enter, and with an Elf non-the less.
" We may stop now," Legolas said quite suddenly, and stopped.
" How much longer until we reach the Elven halls?" Amowiel asked, feeling her voice falter when she actually thought about setting foot in that place again. No matter what she had convinced herself of; she was still terrified of that place. The Elven halls, to her, just made her remember that she had lost someone dear to her, her mother, to a murderer who was still getting away with it.
" It depends," Legolas replied simply. He had still not noticed the way she faltered with every mention of Mirkwood. His mind was too occupied with other matters. What if they were to get to The Elven halls after the battle had already started? Would anyone even listen to them? If they were to show up together, he knew they would both be tried for treason, and then what would happen?
Silence again settled over them, and this time it was uncomfortable. It lasted minutes, and then Amowiel broke it with another one of the questions that had been plaguing Legolas's mind.
" Will anyone even believe you if you speak that your brother killed my mother?" she asked, her voice strained, " I mean, he is the crowned price, is he not? And you are just." Her voice faltered suddenly, realizing what she was saying.
" A killer," Legolas finished grimly. He hated this! Why must he be known for only killing, when he did not choose this path, but it had been forced upon him.
" I'm sorry," Amowiel replied sorely, " I did not mean for it to sound that way,"
" Aye, but it is the truth," he replied lamely, " And no, I do not think that they will believe me, for they would not trust me if their lives depended upon it. My father will probably try to protect my brother, and my brother, the viper that he is, will most likely blame it on me, saying that I am the one who murders, not him,"
" I'll be there to back you up," Amowiel whispered, " I'll be there to tell the truth,"
" Do you really think my brother will let you live?" he asked, not meaning to sound as blunt as he did.
Amowiel turned her head away quickly, knowing that tears were wanting to fall. He was right, his brother would try to kill her, and just to make sure Legolas would not have any one to back up his story. Another reason she feared to go any further, she herself may die by the hands of the same man who killed her mother.
" Do you not remember my promise?" Legolas asked her, feeling sorry he had been so blunt with the woman, " I promised to protect you, and even if that means fighting against my own brother, I will. I will not let you die Amowiel, and I will be true to my word,"
" I believe you," she replied softly, " but I still fear returning. I have had nightmares since I was a little girl about going back into Mirkwood, and I think I'll still have nightmares after this. I've lost so much here, and I'm scared. You're right, your brother, and probably your father too, will try to stop us from stopping this war. My father too will try to stop us, but we have to. If our races are to fight now, it will affect whatever future we're supposed to have. I know you won't let me die, or a least, you'll try your hardest, and I thank you for it. You're also right that they'll try to stop us, even if that means killing us, and if I assume correctly, you'll be the first one everyone will want to blame, just because you are you father's assassin,"
Legolas sighed. She was too right, and he knew when it came down to it, the people would much rather listen to their leaders than an assassin Elf and human woman. " If only our courses had not lead us down these paths," he said simply, more to himself than to Amowiel.
" Even if this was the not the path we would have chosen for ourselves," Amowiel smiled a bit, " it still will turn out alright. From what you've said, everyone at your home thinks of you as only a killer, but I don't. You've saved my life more than once, and even though I started out wanting to hate you for taking me away from my home, I can't. To tell the truth, I'm happier here with you than I ever was in Gondor. You've opened my eyes, and shown me that anything can happen. Without you, I would have always hated the Elves and this war would have happened, and though it still might, we may yet stop it. Think of it like this Legolas, if you had not been an assassin, we'd have not met. All those years ago, you would have not met me, for you would have not just been reentering, and now, you would not have come to me. Good things come out of the bad and the prime example of that would be our...friendship. I will not say that I'm not terrified of what may come, but I will say that as long as you're with me, I'll be able to face it,"
Legolas felt a smile tug at the ends of his lips. Her words were sweet and from the heart, and Legolas felt the same towards her. His feelings that were towards her swelled within himself and momentarily, he was confused and shocked. He had never felt so strongly about one person, and something in his own heart told him that Amowiel was possibly feeling the same things as he was.
Without even hesitating for a moments thought, he walked up to Amowiel, causing her to look up at him, her eyes shining with confusion. Without another moments thought, Legolas reached down and brought his lips to Amowiel's. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shout outs
Alida fruit- Thanks! I'm glad u thought I wrote the last chapter well (I thought it was horrible, personally!) I'm glad u understand about the whole life's stopping me from updating, and I'm glad you can wait a long time, because I'm still not sure when I'll have time to update (I have Mid-terms coming up next week!)! Well, that's all for now! Keep reviewing!
Libby- Yes, I know it was too long and not too much happened, but I thank u lots for reviewing anyway. You must have been mad at me for a while! Anyway, thanks for sticking with me! Much luv!
Nairobi- Thanks for waiting all this time for an update! I'm glad you liked the chapter, and I hope you'll like the future chapters too! And I hope I'll be able to update a lot sooner for you guys! Rock on!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~ AN- well look at that, I finally threw in the romance, which I have been planning to put in from the start. Hey, a lot of you guys probably won't like the whole romance deal, but hey, my story, my rules! But yeah, hopefully you'll just go along with it, but hey, I hope you don't complain too much! Actually, hopefully you'll like the chapter anyway! Well, rock on, and since I have major mid-terms next week, I will again not have time to write, so my next update probably won't be until at least the first week of November, but I make no promises! Well, until the next chapter, and don't forget to review! LOL! ~