Disclaimer: See chapter one
A/N: Thanks for reviewing everyone! Please continue to review, as it really encourages me - it is always nice to know that people are actually reading your work! Anything said in Elvish is denoted with *'s at the beginning and the end of the sentence. Enjoy!
Aria awoke groggily, the sunlight full in her face. Instinctively she raised a hand to her forehead, and winced as pain shot through it at the touch.
"Don't. You'll just make it worse. You are back in the flet, if you wish to know." At these words her eyelids flew open, staring at the elf before her. She felt dizzy, and went pale once again, with the urge to try to escape once again. The elf must have noticed this, because he backed away, telling her "Don't try to move. You have a sprained ankle and minor concussion and movement will only make it worse." Her vision was blurred, and the tree was swaying even though there was no wind
"Drink this. You will feel much better."
Warily she accepted the drink, on the basis that she couldn't really feel much worse. She swallowed, and automatically her vision seemed to sharpen and her pain dull slightly.
"Who are you?"
The elf chuckled. "Fear does not sustain curiosity, I see." Hearing conversation, the second elf walked over to them. "I am Haldir, from Lothlorien" the former said. "And he." he motioned towards the latter ".is Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, son of King Thranduil." She nodded.
"And what shall we call you?" The elf, now identified as Legolas Greenleaf, asked her.
"Aria. Aria Dale Morevala."
"Interesting" Haldir said, realising that she probably didn't know that her surname meant 'dark angel'.
"The first name is the birth name." Arai explained, " The second is the family name. The third is the clan name."
"Now we are on speaking terms, why don't you tell us why you decided to fall out this tree?"
Aria ignored Legolas' question, instead voicing one of her own.
"How is it that a Mirkwood elf and a Lorien elf travel together? The two provinces are many miles apart." The two looked warily at each other. Haldir coughed slightly. "We.um.we made great friends during the war of the one ring, and have often sought one another's company."
"I see." Aria seemed to be satisfied.
"So, will you answer my question? We haven't exactly threatened you in any way."
Aria was getting annoyed with all their pussy-footing around her. She had heard what elves did to stranded females, and she didn't want to experience it for herself. And she had heard that 'attack was the best form of defence' so she launched into another tirade of angry words.
"Haven't threatened me? You all but push me out a tree, and then make me drink some elixir that could very well be poisoned, and now you play with me as if I am a doll! I know what you elves are like - my father has told me of all your deceitful antics. I may be injured, but I can still fight!"
Legolas and Haldir were amazed at this out burst. "*What on earth do you think her father told her about our race?*" Legolas just shrugged his shoulders, sitting down and beginning to sharpen his long white knives. At this, Aria's pupils dilated a bit more.
"Have you ever met any elves before?" Haldir questioned. Warily, Aria shook her head in a negative response. "So how do you know what we are like?"
By now Legolas was getting fed up and hungry. His elven patience had been pushed as far as it would go.
"Haldir, she doesn't wish to talk. I am going hunting." He said, shortly.
"Why hunt when we have plenty of food here?"
"Good point." His eyes rested on Aria, but in her paranoid state, she took this to mean something else. Legolas was about to ask her if she was hungry, but was silenced by her voice, and movement. Struggling to get up on her excruciatingly painful ankle, she said,
"If you think I'm sticking around to become dinner, you must be joking. I'm leaving, even if I have to jump out this tree!"
She tried to limp towards the end of the platform, but her ankle soon gave way. In one swift movement Haldir had caught her, holding her up. At this, Aria seemed to lose all hope and become the teenager that she was. Tears escaped from her eyes, and she began to mumble, struggling with her inner turmoil.
"Don't hurt me, please. Just don't hurt me." She whispered softly with a trembling voice and body.
A/N: Oooh, she is a bit silly is she not? If I was stuck in a tree with Legolas and Haldir, I don't think that I would be trying to get away!
As ever, please leave a review. I need feedback, people!
A/N: Thanks for reviewing everyone! Please continue to review, as it really encourages me - it is always nice to know that people are actually reading your work! Anything said in Elvish is denoted with *'s at the beginning and the end of the sentence. Enjoy!
Aria awoke groggily, the sunlight full in her face. Instinctively she raised a hand to her forehead, and winced as pain shot through it at the touch.
"Don't. You'll just make it worse. You are back in the flet, if you wish to know." At these words her eyelids flew open, staring at the elf before her. She felt dizzy, and went pale once again, with the urge to try to escape once again. The elf must have noticed this, because he backed away, telling her "Don't try to move. You have a sprained ankle and minor concussion and movement will only make it worse." Her vision was blurred, and the tree was swaying even though there was no wind
"Drink this. You will feel much better."
Warily she accepted the drink, on the basis that she couldn't really feel much worse. She swallowed, and automatically her vision seemed to sharpen and her pain dull slightly.
"Who are you?"
The elf chuckled. "Fear does not sustain curiosity, I see." Hearing conversation, the second elf walked over to them. "I am Haldir, from Lothlorien" the former said. "And he." he motioned towards the latter ".is Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, son of King Thranduil." She nodded.
"And what shall we call you?" The elf, now identified as Legolas Greenleaf, asked her.
"Aria. Aria Dale Morevala."
"Interesting" Haldir said, realising that she probably didn't know that her surname meant 'dark angel'.
"The first name is the birth name." Arai explained, " The second is the family name. The third is the clan name."
"Now we are on speaking terms, why don't you tell us why you decided to fall out this tree?"
Aria ignored Legolas' question, instead voicing one of her own.
"How is it that a Mirkwood elf and a Lorien elf travel together? The two provinces are many miles apart." The two looked warily at each other. Haldir coughed slightly. "We.um.we made great friends during the war of the one ring, and have often sought one another's company."
"I see." Aria seemed to be satisfied.
"So, will you answer my question? We haven't exactly threatened you in any way."
Aria was getting annoyed with all their pussy-footing around her. She had heard what elves did to stranded females, and she didn't want to experience it for herself. And she had heard that 'attack was the best form of defence' so she launched into another tirade of angry words.
"Haven't threatened me? You all but push me out a tree, and then make me drink some elixir that could very well be poisoned, and now you play with me as if I am a doll! I know what you elves are like - my father has told me of all your deceitful antics. I may be injured, but I can still fight!"
Legolas and Haldir were amazed at this out burst. "*What on earth do you think her father told her about our race?*" Legolas just shrugged his shoulders, sitting down and beginning to sharpen his long white knives. At this, Aria's pupils dilated a bit more.
"Have you ever met any elves before?" Haldir questioned. Warily, Aria shook her head in a negative response. "So how do you know what we are like?"
By now Legolas was getting fed up and hungry. His elven patience had been pushed as far as it would go.
"Haldir, she doesn't wish to talk. I am going hunting." He said, shortly.
"Why hunt when we have plenty of food here?"
"Good point." His eyes rested on Aria, but in her paranoid state, she took this to mean something else. Legolas was about to ask her if she was hungry, but was silenced by her voice, and movement. Struggling to get up on her excruciatingly painful ankle, she said,
"If you think I'm sticking around to become dinner, you must be joking. I'm leaving, even if I have to jump out this tree!"
She tried to limp towards the end of the platform, but her ankle soon gave way. In one swift movement Haldir had caught her, holding her up. At this, Aria seemed to lose all hope and become the teenager that she was. Tears escaped from her eyes, and she began to mumble, struggling with her inner turmoil.
"Don't hurt me, please. Just don't hurt me." She whispered softly with a trembling voice and body.
A/N: Oooh, she is a bit silly is she not? If I was stuck in a tree with Legolas and Haldir, I don't think that I would be trying to get away!
As ever, please leave a review. I need feedback, people!
