Title: Against the King
Author: DariaD
Summery: Some one in Mirkwood is plotting against the King. As danger becomes closer to his father,
Legolas asks for help from his friends, Aragorn and Gandalf. How will they help him? With old friends of course!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.R.R Tolkien's creations, as much as I want to.
Although I do own everyone and every thing in this story that you can't recognize,Including the plot!
Distribution: FanFiction.Net
AN: This is my first LOTR fanfic; I hope it is not a Mary Sue.
NOTICE: this may become a Legomance!!!!! If you don't like them don't read! Please review I'll return the favor!
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Against the King, Prologue
Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, was sitting in one his father's studies reading a book of maps.
Suddenly, the study door burst open, to reveal a puffing and panting Erubad one of the King's advisors.
"Prince Legolas! Your father has been shot! Come to the healing rooms! Quick!" Legolas, upon hearing this, stood up from his chair abruptly.
"Come on, lead me to the room." With that the two Elves sprinted to the healing rooms.
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A month later…
"… and that leads us to the situation at hand." King Tharundil, arm in perfect tact, concluded.
"I believe we need to find out who this traitor is and exile them!" a council member said.
"I agree with you, the question is how, how do we find this person?"
Legolas, who was in deep thought, suddenly said."Gandalf. We will ask for Gandalf's advice on the matter, do you agree Ada*?"
"Yes! Send out messengers at once!"
At the kings command a messenger were sent to Minas Tirth, to call upon King Ellasar, his wife the EvenStar and Gandalf.
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In Minas Tirth…
"… so you see my lord, the King and Prince seek your help and advice." The messenger from Mirkwood concluded.
"I see. We shall be leaving immediately, do you agree Aragorn?"
"Yes, and I think I have the perfect person to help us solve this mystery."
"And who might that be?"
"An old acquaintance, my love, an old acquaintance …"
A week later Minas Tirth was left in the stewards hands
(mind you, he was not a complete nutter like the man before him, in you catch my drift…)
the king, his queen and most trusted advisor traveling towards Eyrn Laslagan…
AN: * Ada means Father.
ohhhh…. Who is the old acquaintance? Who wants to kill the king?
Please Review, as I would also return the favor if I am online, I'm also looking
For a beta reader… thank you!