Author: Arinya
Rating:R
Summary: Sam is forced to retell all the things that happened after the Fellowship had succeeded in destroying the Ring. All the members of the Fellowship have their own problems. Darkness returns, and Love struggles to conquer all. But as the problems mount up to a peak, can they survive? And can Sam bear telling his audience the true story?
Chapter Twelve: Temptation
Legolas had quickly run back up the stairs and backtracked to his room. He stood at the window, apprehensive, and worried. His hands held the rail for reassurance, and he forced his body not to twitch when he felt the same strange presence he had felt with Elrond.
"I am glad you are awake Legolas" said Galadriel as she walked up behind him.
He stopped himself from trembling at the mere aspect that someone as great, powerful, and good as Galadriel could turn so dark and deadly.
"I slept well" he said, his voice very even, not showing any emotion.
"I am pleased" said Galadriel, and she stood next to Legolas.
"It is beautiful, is it not?" She said, looking out.
Legolas was tempted to say no, but kept his tongue in check.
"It is most elegant my Lady"
"Elegant...yes. I do believe it is. Lothlorien has grown, the trees rising to the heavens. Would you join me Legolas?"
"What are you asking?"
"Join me in my conquest of Middle-Earth" He was not surprised, merely fearful that she was revealing her plan to him now, and inviting him.
"Are you not surprised young Greenleaf?" she asked.
He was quick to cover his mistake.
"My silence marks my sudden realization Lady Galadriel, and I am...thinking on your request" he said slowly, trying to find the right words.
"Do not think Legolas, tell me now. Would you be the partner of a beautiful and powerful Queen?"
She faced him now, her eyes blazing. He averted his gaze to the ground.
"I would be lying if I did not say yes" he mumbled, a dark side emerging.
"Tell me, say it Legolas. Be a King, join me"
She held out her hand and Legolas slowly lifted his.
"I-"
His thoughts snapped back to a broken and bloodied Elrond, and he fell out of the trance. His hand dropped to his side, and he looked at Galadriel.
"I cannot accept"
She let her hand drop as well. Extremely dissapointed and visibly angry. Yet she held her temper.
"Do not anger me Legolas, I am giving you a chance"
"What sort of chance is this, you are forcing me to join you in a scheme I do not wish to take part in"
"Oh? And have I told you my task?"
He realized his slip-up, and kept his horror in himself as Galadriel smiled.
"Clever Legolas. You have seen Elrond, haven't you?"
He froze.
"Not to worry, you will not be harmed in such a way" she said, trailing her slender finger underneath his chin.
Legolas turned away and his wrist was caught sharply by Galadriel.
"I am giving you three days Legolas, if you refuse...I would be sorry to maim that beautiful face of yours" she left and he was left in a situation he wasn't sure he could get out of.