*A/N: I am no longer going to write this as a mary sue as I am becoming less and less inspired with it that way, so from now on it will be written in 3rd person. Thank you so much for your patience and reviews. Hope you enjoy it.*
"Aiya! Run Entali!" Elaviel urged the stallion.
Elaviel turned Entali into an all out sprint through the forest. However, she was drawn up short by the elf mounted on his grey steed blocking her path. Panting, Elaviel just sat there looking at him and he just glares at her through eyes that have no kindness in them to offer, though through all the anger I can see guilt in him.
"Thothirion, what are you doing?" She asked still breathless, "I don't have time to talk-"
"Then do not speak just listen." He interrupted, "I thought you should determine where to go since you are going through all this trouble to find him."
"How did you--" Her eyes searched his.
"Know that you were going after him? It is easy to guess. I saw how you looked at him, pure love and affection dancing in your eyes. Your thoughts since he has left have been but the same. Questions replay through your mind, your heart battling with your mind whether to follow or not. I have known you too well to not see this." I look at him perplexedly and somehow I know that it is not just me he speaks of. He hands me two folded pieces of parchment. I take it, though not without a second glance back at him. His eyes that were so full of emotion only moments before are now replaced with a solemn emptiness. "Go." Hoof beats sounded clearer and closer. "Go, run!" He yells at me. "I shall stall the guards long enough for you to escape." I want to stay and gather why he is being so understanding about this. However, there is no time.
My eyes widen as A'maela rounds a turn again. Like an angry alephant she charges at me. Elaviel tore off in the opposite direction only to discover that she was putting no added distance between them and as they galloped through the wood's hidden trails, Elaviel could sense that Entali is tiring. In addition, she found no point in trying to outrun her sister, for her horseback riding skills match her own. She slowed to a stop thicket carpeted by pine needles and fallen leaves, a small stream trickling nearby where she allows Entali to take a drink
It is not long before A'maela pulls up her horse, Aier, beside me. I look at her and can only smile. Her hair is filled with twigs and leaves with an expression of annoyance that I find most humorous.
"I would not be smiling were I you, Elaviel." A'maela warned, brushing the strands of hair the best she could out of her face.
"Come here," Elaviel brought Entali closer to Aier allowing her to better reach A'maela as to help her remove the foliage from her presently wild long brown strands. "Why did you come after me A'maela? I could have managed on my own."
"For some odd reason I just could not allow you to go without some kind of supervision. Who knows what trouble you could get into? More than likely the kind of trouble that you would need help out of," Elaviel opened her mouth to challenge her sister's accusation, when out of nowhere, A'maela shoved Elaviel so hard that she fell from Entali's back and landed in a heap on the ground. "Ha! That shall teach you to not go running off, ignoring me, and dragging me along into this whole mess. Now you and I both shall be in so much trouble that it is unimaginable!" A'maela continued mildly hysterical. Elaviel picked herself up from the ground and brushed the undergrowth from her clothing.
"But, I didn't drag you into anything! You had to go and get on your damn horse and follow me!" Elaviel yelled at her sister in a state of frustration.
"You dare damn my horse!" A'maela yelled back
"Yes I do." Elaviel stated sharply.
They glared at each other, A'maela still on her horse and Elaviel standing in defiance with her hands balled into fists. However, both sisters had bits of vegetation tangled in the locks of their hair. Suddenly they both erupt in a fit of laughter. Never could the two be mad at each other for long. Besides, they found their own appearance a spectacle of much foolishness
A'maela dismounted and walked toward Elaviel, giving her a hug that was returned before pulling back to look at her younger sister,
"Don't do that again. All right? Though if you absolutely must, I shall prefer in future to have two weeks notice and in writing." Elaviel and A'maela let go of each other and smiled.
"If you insist," Elaviel joked.
A'maela smiled back and playfully disarranged Elaviel's hair further by mussing with it.
"Shall we go then?" She asked mounting her horse once again. Elaviel too had mounted her horse, picking the last bit of pine needles from her hair.
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They had been traveling for hours and now found themselves riding side by side in sleepy silence,
"So, I passed Thothirion as I was chasing you. What happened with him?" A'maela asked.
"He knew I was going after Legolas." Elaviel responded reminiscing on the pain she saw in him.
"How?"
"I'm not sure, but he said something about him seeing the way that I looked at Legolas. I am now sure that he knew that I loved Legolas from the beginning and kept silent." Elaviel looked at A'maela expecting some kind of explanation from her. However, she received nothing except a face needing more explanation. "He also handed me two slips of parchment."
"What did they say?"
"I do not know. I have yet to read them, I will when we make camp." Elaviel assured her sister, seeing the look of disappointment momentarily flash across her face.
"Oh come on Elaviel, open them now," A'maela insisted.
Elaviel looked at her and then at the saddlebag that the notes were in.
"Alright," I draw the parchments from the bag and begin to unfold them. The first is from Thothirion;
Your love is strong and loyal. To but one do you give it to. Your heart is free to love any of whom you should choose; yet, you give your heart to Legolas and to no other. I admire your love and wish it were for me, but I now see that there is no chance to persuade you to love me. Please forgive a foolish heart.
Thothirion
Not understanding his apology, Elaviel began reading the second parchment in which the handwriting she found familiar. Moreover, it was;
My Dear Elaviel,
It is as I have feared, there has been more to the meeting than a report of the Gollum creature's escape. I have joined a fellowship to destroy the Ring of Power I pray to see you again, though if it not so, please know that I love you.
Legolas
Clutching the two notes to her chest heart Elaviel finally understood. Thothirion had kept the letter from Legolas from her in hopes of winning her love for his own. The pain in Tothirion's eyes was finally realized in her heart causing tears to briefly cloud Elaviel's eyes.
"Elaviel?" A'maela asked concerned at her sister's reaction, "What is it?"
Elaviel didn't answer, she merely handed A'maela the letters, wiped her eyes before situating herself in the saddle, and urged her stallion to a canter.
"Where are you going?" A'maela called after her.
"To find Legolas." She called back over her shoulder before turning from the road along the Celduin River and down a narrow path that lead to the Old Forest Road that would take them away from the haven of Mirkwood and lead them to their next destination…Lothlorian.