Chapter 2

Aragorn lied on the bed, looking at the ceiling. He didn't go to sleep after he was led to his bedroom by Mirkwood elves, though he was really weary on his travel.

Legolas...

Aragorn closed his eyes, why did he still imaged the arrogant elf? He shook his head, he hated him, but why did that figure always circled around his mind.

Suddenly someone knocked the door cut off his muse.

'Estel?' A beautiful lady grinned to him before the door when Aragorn opened it, 'You must be Estel.' She supposed, 'The twins told me you are here, I am princess Manwe.'

'Nice to see you, my lady.' Aragorn asked her to come into the room, 'Have a seat, I was told you are the most beautiful elf in the Mirkwood by my brothers.'

'You are so sweet.' Manwe laughed, 'Well, I come to ask you if you are going to shoot with us tomorrow?'

'Shooting? It sounds good. ' Aragorn said, 'Though I was not well in it, but, of course, I am going with you. By the way, who's going with us?' Aragorn asked.

'My brother, of course and your twin brothers.' Manwe told him.

Legolas?...

Aragorn suddenly felt a bit tense when he imaged that elf.

The elf was arrogant, too arrogant to tolerate. Though Aragorn hadn't ever care if others despise him. but this time, it was different.

He hated the elf for it.

'I am sorry, Manwe.' Aragorn changed his mind, 'Maybe I am not going with you tomorrow.'

'Why?' Manwe widened her beautiful eyes, 'What's wrong, Estel?'

'To my honest,' Aragorn shrugged, 'I didn't like your brother if you don't mind.' He told her.

'Silneh? Why? You do not ever meet him. Did the twins told you some rumors about him?' Manwe asked.

Aragorn opened his mouth widely, 'Silneh? Is it your brother's name?' he gazed at her, asking suspiciously. 'I don't mean him, I was talking about your another brother.'

'Another brother? He is my only brother.' Manwe frowned.

Aragorn was surprise by her words, 'I meant Legolas,' He said, 'Is he your brother as well?'

The air suddenly turned to be tense when the Name of that fair elf was mentioned. Manwe looked at Aragorn silently, the smile left her elegant face.

'What's wrong?' Aragorn asked carefully, 'Maybe I mistake your adar's words, he said- Legolas is his son.'

'It's right.' Manwe sighed, dropped her head, 'Legolas is son of adar.' she bitted her lip, 'But, he isn't my brother.'

'He is son of adar and other bitch.' She told him.

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The next day was fine. Aragorn sat on a stone, he didn't shoot, just watching. Silneh, the prince of Mirkwood, was a handsome, gallant elf. Aragorn didn't feel any upset with him, it was so comfortable.

Elrohir was right, Mirkwood elves were all considerate. Aragorn see it after meeting the children of King Thranduil, Manwe and Silneh.

But, except one.

Aragorn sighed when Elladan missed the target. He was competing with Silneh for shooting.

'Poor, Elladan. You lose again.' Elrohir complained beside him.

'Shut up, Elrohir.' Elladan retorted, 'I daresay you wouldn't win either.'

'I must be better than you, you are too poor.' Elrohir said.

Silneh laughed, 'Come on, Elrohir, show me you Rivendell elf's archery.' He urged.

'Well,' Elrohir wrapped an arm on Aragorn's shoulder, 'Estel, do you think I will win?' He asked.

'No.' Aragorn laughed, shooking his head without thinking, 'You won't, Mirkwood elf was much better than you Rivendell elf.' Aragorn stated.

'Do I heard wrong?' Elladan looked at his foster brother suspiciously, 'You live in Rivendell, not Mirkwood.'

'I only state the truth.' Aragorn grinned to him.

He suddenly stopped, looking at the edge of the field. He frowned when he saw someone who he didn't expect was walking toward them.

Legolas stood before one target, he was slender, wearing an ordinary green tunic and brown legging. He stood before one shelf, prepairing to train.

'Why do he come here? Did you invite him?' Aragorn turned to look at Silneh, suspiciously asked.

'No, It is impossible.' Silneh sneered, 'I will never invite the kind of being like him. He disgust me.'

'But he have right to train here as a royal,' Manwe bitted her lip.

Legolas didn't look at them, he picked up an arrow with two fingers, hitting the target without any effort.

'He was an expert.' Elrohir abruptly said. Aragorn nodded slightly beside him. Legolas was so master on archery, Aragorn see.

He was different with Silneh. Silneh was good on it, he aimed the target, then he hit it, he will not miss any target. But, Legolas had a gift for shooting, he even needn't aim at it. He sured he can hit it, as he touched his bow. liking he was the arrow, the arrow was him.

Elladan abruptly looking at Silneh, 'I really want to know who is the better between you.'

Silneh skewed at him, said chillily, 'I will not compete with him.'

'Why?' Elrohir asked, 'I think it is a good idea.'

'I agree with him.' Aragorn urged beside them, he glanced at Legolas who was shooting there, ignoring them at all. 'He was so arrogant, wasn't he?' he said, didn't take his eyes away from Legolas, 'I hope to see him losing.'

'It is so good.' Manwe nodded by Aragorn's words. 'I hope, too. Come on, Silneh, frustrating him. You have to .'

'No,' Silneh insisted, 'I will never play with a bastard.'

'You fear?' Elladan stimulated him.

Silneh frowned, gazing at Elladan silently for some seconds.

'Well,' he nodded then, 'just see.'

Silneh slowly went toward Legolas, he was tall, much taller than the other elf, he narrowed the eyes, looking down at him.

'Legolas, I will compete with you for archery.' He chillily told him.

Legolas released an arrow, didn't look at him, 'Get away.' He evenly said as he picked up another arrow, didn't care if Silneh get it.

Silneh suddenly grasped Logelas's blond hair, jerking his head back. 'Do you hear me, you bastard.'

Legolas instantly hit his hand away, not looking him at all, continuing his shooting.

'You fear?' Silneh sneered at him, 'You dare not to compete with me, do you?'

Legolas hit the target, ignoring him.

'I was told you want to leave Mirkwood yesterday.' Silneh suddenly said, he smiled when Legolas stopped to look at him. 'But unfortunately, you were prevented by our little human guest from Rivendell.' he said.

Aragorn frowned when he was mentioned by Silneh. Legolas stood before Silneh with an unreadable expression, his blond hair floated in the air, his blue eyes was cool, and very keen.

'You know, Legolas. You can not leave Mirkwood. But, I think you didn't hope to leave here either. ' Silneh sneered, 'Maybe you were deliberately captured by Estel, were you?'

'Shut up.' Legolas suddenly said, 'What's the prise then?'

'What?' Silneh didn't get his point.

'I will compete with you for archery, what's the prise if I win.' Legolas slowly said.

'Prise? You think you would win?' Silneh hissed, he didn't believe what he heard, he thought Legolas would not agree to compete. Because everyone know Silneh, the prince of Mirkwood was a great warrior. 'Well, what would you want to get if you win?' Silneh asked.

Legolas didn't answered him instantly, he looked at Aragorn over Silneh's shoulder, 'The human.' he told him. 'He must be my servant for one month if I win.'

Legolas's words startled the others. Aragorn bit his lower lip, he knew the other elf hated him for helping the others to captured him last day. He just revenged him.

'No, it is impossible.' Silneh instantly refused him.

Legolas didn't look him any more, turning to the target, 'I see. Get away, you coward.'

He sneered, it was an inordinate demands, he knew, he was deliberate. He didn't want to compete with any of them.

'Wait!' Aragorn shouted abruptly.

Legolas frowned, turned to faced the human.

'Silneh, just compete with him.' Aragorn told the elf, 'I believe in your ability.'

Legolas sneered at him, it was much more interesting than he can expect. He nodded, 'Well, do you still want to compete with me, Silneh?'

Silneh glanced at Aragorn who nodded to him, 'Of coursse, but what will I get from you if I win?' He asked him. 'You must be my servent for one month as well.' He sneered.