Thanks so very much for the reviews. They were all great and made me leap
for joy. *leaps* So here is the next chapter and I hope you enjoy. Once
again, this is not a romance but a friendship. Umm.......more torture to
come.........*shakes head* I'm twisted. I don't know about you people but I
have a thing with the main characters getting hurt. You know? Like when
they are so close to death and then all the other characters are all sad
and cry and.......ok .......yea I am done. Will Legolas die you ask? Well,
you shall see later when I write more. I will either update again today or
tomorrow. So enjoy!!!
Chapter 2
"There he is!"
The two had been riding when they saw the stallion. He was a tall black wild Andalusion and had been living in the forest around Rivendell. Nilavar was fascinated with him and wanted to catch him. She was about to kick her heels and send her own horse flying after him when Legolas put his hand on her shoulder. Frowning she looked up at him with her bright blue eyes. His own sparkling blue eyes returned the gaze.
"Do you remember the last time you tried?" His face was very serious but there was a twinkle in his eyes that spoke of something else. She thought for a moment. She closed her eyes and then they shot open and she blushed with recollection. Legolas's serious demeanor suddenly broke into hysteric bursts of laughs that echoed through the forest.
Legolas remembered the day like it was yesterday. They had both been riding when Nilavar had seen the magnificent horse. Legolas hadn't been able to stop her before she took off after him. He nudged his own horse into a run as he followed her, watching her long dark hair billow out behind her.. She was so intent on catching the stallion that she didn't notice her surroundings. Legolas had yelled a warning but was too late. She hit a low branch and was pulled off her horse. Instead of hitting the ground, she had dangled in the air with her hair all tangled up in the branch.
Legolas had pulled his mount to a halt watching the spectacle without offering any help. She'd scowled at him and tried to untangle herself. A crack echoed through the forest and her eyes widened as the branch snapped and she was dropped in the air and hit the ground. After a few seconds of laying there and letting her heart settle down she looked up at Legolas. He swung off his mount gracefully and came over to her. His body would jerk every now and then as he tried to keep from laughing. But by the time he had untangled her hair from the branch, he was rolling on the ground in a laughing fit.
The memory still brought tears of laughter to his eyes. Nilavar finally stopped blushing and hit him playfully. "All right, that's eough!"
Finally Legolas stopped. "That sight will stay with me forever."
She rolled her eyes to the sky. "Hurray."
They looked back at the stallion who was about 200 meters away from them. He was a very beautiful animal, Legolas thought. His coat was as black as ebony. Even from such a distance he coulde see the muscles ripple as the horse moved. But as he watched the horse a sense of foreboding filled him. He wasn't exactly sure why it did, but he felt it there in the back of his mind. Suddenly the horse lifted it's head and looked at him. The dark eyes spoke of something. As quick as he had looked at Legolas. the horse turned and galloped out of sight. Legolas frowned and turned back to Nilavar, all since of merit gone.
"I don't want you to go after that horse."
Her eyes widened at his tone. "What? Why?"
He looked back to where the horse had dissapeared. "I don't know. Just please don't. I don't want you to get hurt. Promise me."
She looked startled at his words and then smiled gently knowing Legolas was speaking from his heart. "You know I won't get hurt. I'm to stubborn to let that happen."
Legolas frowned. It hurt Nilavar to see this. When he didn't respond she finally eased his concern and sighed. "But I promise I won't go after him."
He smiled with relief. "Thank you."
"Yea yea." She looked behind her. "You know that doesn't mean I'm going to promise not to hurt your pride when I beat you back to Rivendell though."
"No need. I'll be there before you reach the river."
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Their laughter echoed in Legolas's mind as he jerked awake. The door had swung open and an Orc came in with a cup of water. He strolled up to Legolas and roughly poured it into his mouth. Legolas drank as much as he could before he sputtered it back out when there was to much in his mouth. The Orc jerked the cup back and sneared. Legolas scowled back. Suddenly out of nowhere, the Orc pulled out a sac and reaching inside, he took a handful of whatever was in there and threw it at Legolas. He jerked in surprise and barely contained a yelp. The salt burned something fierce when it hit his open wounds. He felt as if bugs had been set upon him and they were chewing upon his open flesh slowly. He shuddered which satisfied the Orc who left shortly after.
When the door closed, Legolas let the tears fall unchecked. He thought back to his memories. Nilavar was his best friend and had been since they were born. His mother had been friends with Nilavar's family and had given birth to him about the same time as Nilavar's mother did to her. Since they were little Elflings they had known each other and had become fast friends. They knew everything about each other. Their fears, dreams, and secrets. If something was wrong it didn't escape the notice of the other. She was his most precious friend. His best friend. He would die for her.
Finally he let exhaustion take over him giving no heed to what might happen. He retreated back into his memories as his throbbing wounds dulled ever so slightly......just like his spirit.
Chapter 2
"There he is!"
The two had been riding when they saw the stallion. He was a tall black wild Andalusion and had been living in the forest around Rivendell. Nilavar was fascinated with him and wanted to catch him. She was about to kick her heels and send her own horse flying after him when Legolas put his hand on her shoulder. Frowning she looked up at him with her bright blue eyes. His own sparkling blue eyes returned the gaze.
"Do you remember the last time you tried?" His face was very serious but there was a twinkle in his eyes that spoke of something else. She thought for a moment. She closed her eyes and then they shot open and she blushed with recollection. Legolas's serious demeanor suddenly broke into hysteric bursts of laughs that echoed through the forest.
Legolas remembered the day like it was yesterday. They had both been riding when Nilavar had seen the magnificent horse. Legolas hadn't been able to stop her before she took off after him. He nudged his own horse into a run as he followed her, watching her long dark hair billow out behind her.. She was so intent on catching the stallion that she didn't notice her surroundings. Legolas had yelled a warning but was too late. She hit a low branch and was pulled off her horse. Instead of hitting the ground, she had dangled in the air with her hair all tangled up in the branch.
Legolas had pulled his mount to a halt watching the spectacle without offering any help. She'd scowled at him and tried to untangle herself. A crack echoed through the forest and her eyes widened as the branch snapped and she was dropped in the air and hit the ground. After a few seconds of laying there and letting her heart settle down she looked up at Legolas. He swung off his mount gracefully and came over to her. His body would jerk every now and then as he tried to keep from laughing. But by the time he had untangled her hair from the branch, he was rolling on the ground in a laughing fit.
The memory still brought tears of laughter to his eyes. Nilavar finally stopped blushing and hit him playfully. "All right, that's eough!"
Finally Legolas stopped. "That sight will stay with me forever."
She rolled her eyes to the sky. "Hurray."
They looked back at the stallion who was about 200 meters away from them. He was a very beautiful animal, Legolas thought. His coat was as black as ebony. Even from such a distance he coulde see the muscles ripple as the horse moved. But as he watched the horse a sense of foreboding filled him. He wasn't exactly sure why it did, but he felt it there in the back of his mind. Suddenly the horse lifted it's head and looked at him. The dark eyes spoke of something. As quick as he had looked at Legolas. the horse turned and galloped out of sight. Legolas frowned and turned back to Nilavar, all since of merit gone.
"I don't want you to go after that horse."
Her eyes widened at his tone. "What? Why?"
He looked back to where the horse had dissapeared. "I don't know. Just please don't. I don't want you to get hurt. Promise me."
She looked startled at his words and then smiled gently knowing Legolas was speaking from his heart. "You know I won't get hurt. I'm to stubborn to let that happen."
Legolas frowned. It hurt Nilavar to see this. When he didn't respond she finally eased his concern and sighed. "But I promise I won't go after him."
He smiled with relief. "Thank you."
"Yea yea." She looked behind her. "You know that doesn't mean I'm going to promise not to hurt your pride when I beat you back to Rivendell though."
"No need. I'll be there before you reach the river."
~~~~~~~~~~~
Their laughter echoed in Legolas's mind as he jerked awake. The door had swung open and an Orc came in with a cup of water. He strolled up to Legolas and roughly poured it into his mouth. Legolas drank as much as he could before he sputtered it back out when there was to much in his mouth. The Orc jerked the cup back and sneared. Legolas scowled back. Suddenly out of nowhere, the Orc pulled out a sac and reaching inside, he took a handful of whatever was in there and threw it at Legolas. He jerked in surprise and barely contained a yelp. The salt burned something fierce when it hit his open wounds. He felt as if bugs had been set upon him and they were chewing upon his open flesh slowly. He shuddered which satisfied the Orc who left shortly after.
When the door closed, Legolas let the tears fall unchecked. He thought back to his memories. Nilavar was his best friend and had been since they were born. His mother had been friends with Nilavar's family and had given birth to him about the same time as Nilavar's mother did to her. Since they were little Elflings they had known each other and had become fast friends. They knew everything about each other. Their fears, dreams, and secrets. If something was wrong it didn't escape the notice of the other. She was his most precious friend. His best friend. He would die for her.
Finally he let exhaustion take over him giving no heed to what might happen. He retreated back into his memories as his throbbing wounds dulled ever so slightly......just like his spirit.
