Ok! This chapter is five pages long. That is obviously my normal chapter update expectancy. I mean for how long chapter will be. Next chapter will be where the action is. *Wicked grin*

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Hmmmmm….well Stupid kid 04 and blah. You may bow and grovel to me before the end. And don't we all love him!!!!! He is my absolute favorite, besides Glorfindel.

Wow Fuzzy, I got your review twice!!! That was interesting. And yes, poor Aragorn does not know what to do, luckily he may find someone to help him in this chapter.

Lina! Are you ok? You did not beat up the bad guys or try and kill them. You did not even comfort Estel. Well, if you just decided to stop the little fights that is fine. I was just concerned that is all. Hehe. Here is more!

YIKES! I am glad I got you Newmoon!!! And I am glad that you like this!!! I will try and be more careful with what I put. And as for the unknown elven realm. You'll see why they do not talk about it on FotR, TTT, or Rotk. *Grins* I've got somethin' planned for Don and Tran. Oh yes!!! And it is not my fault if it is not elvish? I ain't no genius in languages. That much is certain. J

Haha! Linwen, mellon nin. If you have not checked my bio on CoE (Council of Elrond) And I know that they DO NOT have chainsaws there!! So there, ha! I am safe until she finds and axe. And considering Gimli lives here too, I think I am in trouble. *Grins*

Well, I hope this made it in time for you exams!! If not, my condolences. I am very flattered that you love my stories so much. I will try and update as fast as possible, but right now, things are very….*Thinks* hard. I have lots to do, and am very busy. But I am trying to post something every Wednesday. J Hope that works!! I will pray for your exams.

Chapter 12

The sun rose peacefully, the twitter of birds in the forest could be heard and the chattering of small beasts was not ignored.

Those were the sounds that the men loved to hear, while the elves would rush them out into the field or off the river or the farms.

Some of the men were dazzled by such sounds, they could hardly believe that there was some good in the world, after all they had been through the day before, it was always a miracle to hear the sound of life the next day.

And far off in the distance down the forest path, a cloud of dust rose and the sound of galloping horses, elven horses, could be heard over the sweet bird songs and the incessant chatter of the squirrels and mice.

The two guards of the fields looked up, the blonde turned and let his eyes gaze beyond the trees and further down the rode, his blue eyes wondering.

"Riders. Two, both identical." he reported quickly to the lead guard at his side.

While Legolas was still ahead of them in true rank (No one knew of the talk between Donolea, Tranol, and Legolas), he was still in training and Tranol did not quite trust him alone, especially when he was guarding the human that had been found with him.

"Identical?!"

"Yes." Legolas turned his eyes to the other darker haired elf.

A curse came from behind and he growled.

"What?" the elf prince turned to his partner and looked confused as the elf stripped himself of his weapons and laid them to the ground.

"Tarpen! You must stay here and watch the slaves! I will send someone back to take over for you, then you lead them to the grand hall, alright?"

Legolas looked into the elf's green eyes and nodded. "Alright, but I do not understand why you are so worried?"

The dark haired elf sighed and shrugged. "I can not say now, after you have brought them here I will tell you, but I must not waste anymore precious time!"

Without another word the elf raced off towards the main hall, running faster than he thought possible.

Legolas shrugged inwardly to himself and set down his staff, and sitting in the nook of a tree, he began to wait.

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Estel groaned as he used his scythe to cut away the wheat and put it in a sheaf on his back.

The sun was becoming hotter as it moved farther up in it's never ending path.

Well, supposedly, his father had said that Arda was moving, not the sun. But he was so young, he could hardly care less. All he knew was, it was hot!

Brushing his long hair aside so that he might get a respite from the heat.

It was oddly warm here for being so far north.

'I mean. It could beat Harad!' he though about that a moment, then shook his lighter haired head. 'Well, ok. It is probably not as hot as Harad. But Eru, it's hot!'

Squatting behind the tall wheat for a moment he panted, one of the other friendlier slaves had taught him that.

"If they do not see you not working. They can not punish you." which was the truth.

If they did not notice that you had stopped, they would not bother you.

There were so many slaves after all, one could not remember all of them, and he was not worried about Legolas because as far as he knew, the elf still did not have an realization of who he was. Which to Estel was a wonder.

Sure they had only known each other for about a year, and sure they were not quite best friends, but they looked out for one another.

Besides, he had a feeling that the longer they spent and got used to one another, the closer they would become.

Popping back up swiftly, he began to work again, slicing at the pale yellow stalks.

But of course, before he could thank Eru, his vision began to blur a bit and then darken to colors of more unrecognizable color.

'Drat!' he kept going, and did not act as thought he was blind. He knew well what would happen, they would just beat him again.

Not that they had been too rough the last time, they had done no more than hit him with branches, and Donolea had stopped it before more could happen.

He did not really like the red-haired elf, he would like to kill him, had he gotten the chance, but he was grateful.

Had he not stopped the rebel elves, Estel knew that he would be much more sore than he was now.

Aragorn hoped that he would not hit one of the other men with his scythe, he was blessed that no one else was in quite the same area.

A ways before him, he heard the strong gallop of two elven horse, tired ones.

His tuned in to the conversation as best he could, but being human was not a matter that helped.

"Legolas?" he heard a voice say, the voice, he could not mistake it.

He knew it by heart, all the years of living in Elrond's home, being raised by that voice. Strider knew well who it was.

"Elrohir?" he whispered in disbelief, hardly able to remember the last time he had been happier.

Dropping his work tool mutely he began to walk towards the elven voices, all the while listening.

"What? I am Tarpen. Leader over this contingent."

"Tarpen? No mellon nin. You are Legolas, our friend. Our brother's friend." the tears in Elladan's voice could not be disguised, tears of confusion.

"Have you seen Estel Legolas?" Elrohir's voice was slightly wavered.

"I have no idea what either of you are talking about, my lords. I was instructed to lead you to my Lord Tranol."

"You lord?"

"Tranol?"

The twins sounded more than worried, Estel heard their voices clearly now. They were not ten feet away.

"Hey you!" Legolas interrupted the conversation as he saw behind the twins a young slave slowly making his way forward, feeling with one hand for any obstacle's.

Both pair's of eyes turned and to strangled gasps fell on the air.

"Estel!"

TBC~

OK, I know that was very short, and I know that you are probably all going to try and kill me with various weapons, stink bombs, ect….

Can you blame a girl for wanting to make he story longer?

That was a rather stupid question I know. But I can't help but ask.

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