*Cries* You people are so nice, thank you for all the support about my doggie! She seems to be ok at the moment, she is on steroids which are making her sick, but she seems perky enough. This chapter isn't nearly as long as it should be and doesn't follow my chapter plan at all. *sighs* (well it does, but this should have only been a small part of it.) But as a thank you here it is. Hope its ok. Expect more to come soon! *hugs all readers* I love you!

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Usagi was deep in a peaceful sleep, the first she'd had for days, her head was finally clear of the horrific visions and although the evil presence the Uruk-Hai had created with in her would never completely leave the elves had healed her as best they could.

When she woke she found her self in a clean and sparkling room, the walls and ceiling were white, as was the soft feather down bed she laid in. She looked around her in contentment for a while, her eyes blinking to get used to the brightness. The room was made of some crystalline substance and would have felt cold except for the large bed and very fluffy furs she was wrapped in. She noticed the presence of someone else in the room. Blonde hair and blue eyes, but so unlike her own. She sat up slowly and blinked in surprise as she took in the character who was watching her intently.

"You are awake." The man smiled at her sweetly, eyes fixated on her, almost drinking her in. Usagi reached a hand to the top of her head, feeling for her odangos, they were still missing, her hair in its previous state, tangled and plaited, the silver streaks almost gone from the dirt that her hair was caked in. Slightly embarrassed at the unwanted attention the stranger was giving her she spoke, the only thing she could think of under the circumstances.

"You're not Legolas." The man gave a smile that was a cross between condescending and humorous.

"No, indeed I am not he."

"But you are an elf?"

"Yes." The man touched the top of his ears, emphasising the point as though gloating that he had Vulcan ears.

"It is easy to see, as is the fact that you are one of the Isil Hina." The elf told her quietly. Usagi frowned raising her hand to her forehead. She sighed as she felt the warmth her insignia gave off. Muttering crossly under her breath. "Why is it still there?" The elves sharp hearing picked it up and he gave her a confused expression. Usagi was becoming exasperated at this 'man' still fawning over her like a lost puppy dog.

"Why are you here?" She asked him rather unkindly.

"I... I was waiting for you to wake."

"Why?" she questioned him again.

"Because you are Isil Hina lady. One does not merely pass up an opportunity like this."

"What opportunity? Are you people all mad?" Her voice became shriller as she became annoyed.

The elf gave her a small smile as if humouring her. "Nay lady, t'is you who were in that condition but yesterday. I am one who helped heal you and had hoped to be blessed with your gratitude."

Usagi let out a long suffering sigh, silently cursing her mother and her insignia for causing this trouble. "Thank you then. I hope you don't mind but I'm not feeling that great so." Locating a hole in the crystalline room with cloth hanging in front of it that she guessed was a door she shoved and harried the blustering elf out of the entrance uttering thanks and apologies. Finally she turned and looked around her in amazement, setting out to explore her immediate surroundings.

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In her short exploration Usagi had found a second doorway, it lead through to an enclosed bathing area. It was really just a carved stone hole in the floor, but it was filled with warm scented water and after anxiously glancing around her for more 'company' Usagi had let her hair loose and eased her self into the luxury before her. After scrubbing hard to remove several layers of dirt and grime she soaked for a while and exited, finding clean clothes had been laid by the side of the improvised bath whilst she had been relaxing. Eying them suspiciously she held them up against her.

They were made of white flowing material, fine and delicate and very beautiful. The clothes were too long for her, her teenage mind sighed at the decency of them. Finding the material to be thin but made of several layers to keep her warm she tore off the bottom hem so she could walk with out tripping and split the long skirts to her knee to allow her to move easier. She tied up part of her hair in a piece of the torn material leaving most of it down and savouring its cleanness. Looking at her reflection in the water she sighed. It was a far cry from what she would usually wear. It reminded her of her princess gown except in this case the off the shoulder sleeves were long and flowy and she could see them becoming annoying. Her crescent moon mark had not been scrubbed off with the dirt and now glowed brighter than ever. Usagi contemplated tying a bit of cloth around her head Rambo style to stop the elves noticing what she was. Instead she found a type of head decoration where the clothes had been, a small jewel covered most of her insignia, dimming it slightly and drawing the attention away from it.

Usagi had just turned around as Legolas hurried into her room, having been informed that she had awoken. Legolas was quite taken aback by the vision of beauty he beheld now. Usagi was a far cry from her former self.

She smiled at him. "Thanks you know-for, well-everything. What I said back then, I, I uh." He smiled back at her and stepped into the room fully. Usagi kept eye contact with him for a time until she felt awkward under his probing gaze and turned her head away. Legolas smiled to himself again and tilted her chin up so their eyes met.

"You are quite welcome lady." Usagi uttered a small sound of reply and looked embarrassed at the squeak that actually came out. Legolas cupped her face in his hands and bent down. Gently pressing his lips to hers in a soft kiss. Usagi responded slowly before stepping back slightly to look at Legolas. She could feel a blush creeping up her face and looked at him carefully before speaking.

"I am not mad any more Legolas. You no longer have that excuse." "Maybe not Lady, but perhaps it is I who has gone mad, from the sight of you. For though I tried, I could not resist you."

Normally Usagi would have been angry at a remark like that one, but Legolas had said it with such charm and sincerity she could not find the heart to rebuke him.

"Why do you call me lady?" she quickly tried to change the subject and couldn't resist adding on. "It's almost as bad as Princess." Legolas smiled at her. "Would you prefer that Lady, I would call you Princess if you desire. I have little doubt in fact that is what you are in your home."

"Only to some." Usagi smiled mischievously as she said that. Elves are so serious sometimes.

"But I would prefer Usagi." Legolas looked bashful if it was at all possible for him to be anything but composed.

"As you wish, Usagi." He tried out the new name rolling it off of his tongue. It was the first time he had called her Usagi. He could not resist adding further flattery.

"You could be a Princess here, Usagi. There are many who would dearly wish to claim you as their own."

"Princes too huh?" Usagi questioned him ruefully. I think I've had my fair share of Princes putting their lips where they don't belong." This statement of course caused Legolas to look down cast. Usagi looked at him quizzically, she had been thinking about Prince Dimando, being unaware of Legolas' Lordly stature.

She coughed to clear the tension. Legolas forced an ashamed looking smile, though Usagi didn't know why.

"Where the garments to your liking? These are similar to the garments your people have worn when previously they came here."

Usagi screwed up her face as she surveyed her self.

"Is something the matter Lady?" he questioned her, looking concerned again.

"No, its just, they're not very practical."

Legolas laughed at the look on her face. Come, there is one who wishes to meet you."