Mae found Legolas standing in the court yard. "Have you seen Valia?" she asked as she approached him. Legolas turned with a guilty look on his face. Did she know? "Um…I was thinking the same thing." He muttered. "What does that imply?" she asked, a smile on her lips. "Oh…. That (cough) I was wondering if she wanted to ride (cough) my horse. She seems to like him." He looked away from her, a blush creeping onto his face. They stood in silence for awhile. "You know you'll have to get used to Éomer." Mae whispered. Legolas turned to her jerkily, his mouth hanging open. "What?!" he yelled. She giggled up at him. "Oh come on. He's not that bad."
Legolas looked away again and muttered something under his breath, which Mae didn't hear. They stood in silence again. There was a disturbance in the bushes ahead of them and they both tensed, waiting to see what emerged.
Valia couldn't walk anymore. She fell face first out of the bushes and into the court yard of Mirkwood. Gasping for breath she tried to sit up, her dress ripped and blood covering an open wound on her thigh. She yelped in pain as she moved her leg and collapsed once more, this time being caught by strong arms. She could hear distant voices. They sounded like Mae and Legolas but she couldn't be sure. Eventually she felt everything go black.
"We have to get her to the medical wing!" Mae shook Legolas who was holding Valia's limp body in his arms. "Yes, you go ahead and warn them. I'll bring her up." He ordered. Mae nodded and ran off.
Legolas sat for a moment taking in the sight of her. Her hands were covered in blood and her leg pulsating at his touch. Fresh blood was pouring from it onto his hands. A tear slipped out his eye and he brushed it away leaving a blood trail on his face. 'Get up!' he told himself. He stood, with Valia in his arms and made his way quickly to the castle.
As he approached the steps he felt her stir and heard her moan slightly. He looked down at her. "Valia?" he whispered, touching her face. Her eyes opened and she lay for a moment dazed. "Legolas?" she asked. "Yea." He smiled. She smiled back up at him and then gasped. "PUT ME DOWN!" she yelled, struggling. "What? Why? Your leg." He stuttered, but she fell from his grip anyway. Mae ran to his side. "She must be in shock. Valia, Valia we need to get you to the medical wing." Mae said slowly and loudly as if speaking to an infant. "No." Valia yelped, holding her head. "Dingy." She whispered. "Dingy?" Mae panicked. "What about him?" she asked Valia. Valia breathed in deeply and looked out at the forest and then down at her hands. "This is his blood." She whimpered avoiding Mae's gaze. Mae gasped and threw her hands to her mouth. Aragorn was now at their sides along with Éomer. "What in middle-earth is going on?" Aragorn yelled. "Go get my father. Quickly!" Legolas yelled, scooping Valia back up in his arms. She protested but he ignored her. "Take care of Mae." He ordered Éomer as Aragorn ran off. "And you," he looked down at Valia's glaring eyes. "Medical wing!"
"Who is this Dingy?" Éomer asked placing a hand on Mae's shoulder. She did not answer but sniffed and whirled round to face him. Her face distraught and tears flowing down her fair cheeks. "We must find him!" she begged Éomer. Eomer stared at her for a moment. "Ok. Come lets get my horse."
The King barged through the large oak doors into the medical wing. "What's this I hear of an attack?" he yelled in Valia's direction. Valia tried to sit up to look him in the eye but Legolas was holding her down on the bed as an elf woman rubbed something on her leg. "Let her go boy! Don't you see how serious this situation may be!"
Legolas, who was shocked by his fathers' serious tone, let go of Valia and she sat up quickly. "It was Galdor. He is back. And he is mad as the fires in the deepest pits of Mordor."
Legolas looked quickly from Valia's tear stricken face, to his father's stone cold expression. "Gather our army's." He hissed to his two guards.
Legolas mind went into a tail spin as his father sped from the room. Galdor! The dragon of the deep. Back! No it was impossible! The elves trapped him in a dungeon under ground to sleep for eternity. Valia must have got it wrong. "Where is Aragorn!" he called after his father, leaving the medical wing and walking briskly down the stone hall way. "He has left to get to his city and warn them of the danger." King Thranduil stated. "Surely father. You don't believe this." Legolas laughed nervously. The King stopped and turned to face his son. A grave expression on his usually fare and youthful face. Legolas could finally see the deep wisdom and age of his father. "I have every reason to. It was Lord Sauron's last act to curse us with the last remaining dragon. If he says he will awaken then he will." "And he has." He added striding quickly away.