Hello!!! Sorry it has been so long since I have updated. But here is
chapter 9 and it is quite long. Chapter 10 is even longer. Please tell me
what you think of this chapter. Oh and thank you loads to Melamin venea
(hope I spelt it write. I'll just say Kaitlin.) My best friend and trusty
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El gazed around in delight at the beauty of the land. Far away in the distance she could smell the perfume of jasmine and honey suckle. She could not help but run as fast as she could towards where the smell was coming from. The wind was rushing past her ears as she gained more speed.
"You run fast, El." Legolas' voice said next to her, "But I fear you can not run as fast as me." He ran straight past her. El stuck out her foot in an attempt to trip him but Legolas was quicker on his feet then she was and dodged her foot. She put on an extra burst of speed even that could get her no closer to the prince who was now at least two meters in front. It was hopeless for her to catch up to him, unless.
El smirked as she concentrated on the patch of frosty grass far ahead, it began to bubble and before Legolas could stop himself, he had already placed his foot in the mud, and now could not get it out. El zoomed past him, though not running nearly as fast as before. Tars were rolling down her cheeks with laughter.
She stopped five paces in front of Legolas, and lifted a piece of jasmine of the ground and breathed in its perfume. She was still panting heavily from the exercise.
Legolas frowned at her, and then smiled. He looked at the amused onlookers walking at a leisurely pace far behind them. The pool around his feet gurgled and he removed his muddy brown foot. He looked towards El, who was now lying on the fresh grass with closed eyes, her face looking so peaceful and free of all cares. He could not help but think how beautiful she looked.
Her green hair was spread out around her body shining in the moonlight. Legolas forcefully pulled his gaze away, sat down next to her and began to play with a piece of grass. He was still aware of the peculiar feeling just above his stomach. El snapped her eyelids open and sat up, then turned to Legolas and smiled cheekily at him. "I believe I am faster then you Legolas," She lied while she examined her nails and gained her breath. He looked at her with a slight annoyance.
"Faster with your magic maybe," He replied, there was still mud on his shoe, and he would have to wait until it was dry to scrape it off.
El pretended to look hurt. "Magic? What magic? I did not see any magic."
"What about the mud? I saw you looking at it." He raised an eyebrow and pointed towards the telltale puddle a few meters in front of them.
"You must be more wary with your feet, besides your legs are longer. So it only seems fair that I should have magic." Legolas laughed at El's straight- to-the-point remark, never mind, he would beat her next time.
The others were now not far behind. Elladan had begun to prod the mud puddle with a short stick the mud responded by pulling at the stick and soon had pulled it out of Elladan's hand in to its brown depths. Elladan was quite taken aback by the threatening small puddle, as he could not see where his stick had ended up. Legolas stood up and offered a hand towards El. She took it gratefully and got up, shaking the grass from her tunic.
"El, Come and take a look at this," Elladan said. El walked towards him, he was looking at her with a mysterious glint in his eyes.
Elladan took her by the arm and pushed her in front of himself, not forcefully, but not too gently either. "Look," he said as he leaned closer. El leaned closer too, and noticed suddenly when his hands loosened their grip on her shoulders and moved down to her waist. The puddle was now much too close for her liking, and came even closer when Elladan released his grip totally. El stuck her arms out in front of herself, and much to Elladan's disappointment, and Legolas' too. El landed safe on the fresh grass where the pool of mud had once been. El lifted Elladan's previous stick and handed it back boastfully to him.
She got up off the cold grass, dusted herself off, and grinned at Elladan and Legolas cheekily. Elrohir and Ivy laughed behind them. Elladan was still looking very cross. "I am just too fast for you Elladan," she said brushing her hands together, and walking ahead slightly with her nose in the air. "You will have to do better then that to catch Gathiel off her guard." Elladan's face grew from a frown to a small smile that only Legolas saw at El's words. He always liked a challenge and this one looked like something he would definitely enjoy. Legolas caught up to El who had now stopped and was scanning the horizon although it was too dark to see far. She had better watch out, Elladan was always up to tricks, and now he was focusing on seeking revenge.
About a mile ahead of them, El could see small lights penetrating through the darkness like stars. "That is the city, but most of it is under ground," Legolas said, answering El's question before she had even asked it. She was still looking at the lights. Legolas noticed the reflection in her eyes, making them sparkle. El turned to him and noticed he was looking at her intently, she turned away slightly embarrassed.
"It looks lovely," she said as she began to walk again keeping watch of the lights in front.
"Even more so in spring," Legolas added as he began to walk next to her. The grass beneath their feet crackled with the late night frost. "The first day of spring in Ithanal is always the most beautiful." Soon they had passed through the fields and reached the city wall. The white moonlit flowers climbed like ivy up the steep walls, seeming nearly luminous.
"Finally we are home!" Ivy exclaimed as she lent her back against the wall. "I can not wait to get into my bed. I was beginning to tire of the cold, hard floor." El walked closer to the wall and felt the icy covering of the large moss covered stone. She looked up towards the stars to try to find where the wall ended, but it seemed like it went on forever. Elrohir was not far ahead and had stopped in front of the huge wooden door. El could hear soft voices far above her, issuing commands, and soon the doors began to open, creaking loudly as the huge metal hinges turned.
"Just wait until you get in side," Legolas whispered in her ear. El smiled with the anticipation of what was to come. They passed through the doors, which closed slowly behind them. El's eyes lit up as she gazed upon the beautiful gardens. They began to walk forward on the silver cobbled path that meandered its way through the many beautiful gardens. They passed many small elvish homes edging the great valleys of flowers. Rivers and waterfalls erupted from numerous places in the sparkling rocks. Elladan chuckled at El's reaction to her environment. El was walking through the gardens with a dreamy smile on her face.
"You should not be so surprised at Ithanal's beauty El. You have been here many times before, for this is where you lived," he commented still smiling at El's delighted face.
"I am quite sure I would be surprised every time I passed through those gates, and entered into a dream like this," El said turning to Elladan.
"Well I am pleased you like it Gathiel," An unfamiliar voice said from behind a rose bush. "It is good to see you again, although from what Riwel has told me, you may not remember me."
A tall man with blond hair like Legolas' came out from where he was sitting behind the colourful flowers. He looked as if he had seen many years go by, from what El could tell from his eyes, though his age did not appear on his face. In fact, he looked quite a lot like Legolas, though a little older, wiser, and with grey eyes. He walked slowly up to El and bowed.
"This is my father, Thranduil," Legolas said standing next to El, proudly introducing him. El bowed her head to him.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, my lord," she said quietly. El was beginning to feel very tired, it must have been past midnight, and her eyelids were feeling very heavy. Legolas looked concerned as El closed her eyes and opened them again with effort.
"I think we had better wait until morning for the meeting of old friends. We have been up half the night already, and I fear some of us are exhausted," he said to his father. Legolas tilted his head towards El, Thranduil nodded knowingly.
"Yes, Legolas please show Elrohir, Elladan and Gathiel to their rooms. I think Ivy still has some energy left in her and I wish to speak with her." He turned and began walking back along the path with Ivy following behind. Ivy turned her head to El and mouthed good night, before she disappeared behind the rose bushes. Ivy always seemed to have bundles of energy. El could not guess where she kept it all.
The others followed slowly behind. El walked at the rear, trying to fight the sleep. Soon she was walking dreamily along, not noticing the landscape around her, or the slippery ice beneath her feet. She slipped forward into Legolas, pulling her immediately from her daydream. He chuckled lightly as he caught her just before she landed headfirst on the icy path.
"It seems we can not keep you from sleep any longer," he said as he put an arm around her back and underneath her knees, picking her lightly off the floor. Legolas was surprised how light she was in his arms, El sighed and rested her head against his chest. She could hear his slow rhythmic heartbeat. She did not resist being picked up and fell asleep almost immediately. Legolas looked down compassionately at the sleeping Dryad. Elladan laughed quietly behind them.
"El certainly needs her sleep, does she not Legolas?" He said looking over fondly at El.
"Yes, but as you witnessed before, El is not an early riser," said Elrohir, smiling in the darkness.
"That is true. She tends to put up a fight in the morning," Legolas said to his friends cheerfully, she needed quite a lot of prompting to get out of her warm bed.
"Hey," El said half asleep. She had heard nearly the whole conversation. Soon she had fallen asleep again. The others laughed quietly. Elladan looked around himself at the gardens, he had only stayed in Ithanal once before and neither he nor his brother had seen this area. His eyes moved quickly to the honey suckle bush in front.
"Hello Riwel, fancy seeing you here," Elladan said spitefully he had only known Riwel for a short time. All ready he was beginning to despise him.
"We seem to have bumped into you again," Elrohir said, "unfortunately," He added whispering under his breath. He too had not found an instant likeness to the snide Dryad, and for good reason too. Riwel had, of course frozen him. He had obviously heard Elrohir's quiet remark and he flashed a smirk towards him.
"Taking your time?" Riwel said nastily.
"Thank you for your opinion Riwel, however, it was unnecessary. I'm sure you have better elves to irritate, goodnight." Legolas countered as he carried on walking past the sneering winter Dryad.
Riwel's eyes darted involuntarily to Legolas' who was now in front. A twinge of jealousy ran down his spine. Why? He had never felt like this before now. Why would he be jealous of Legolas, for all the many millennia he had known him, why now? Riwel ran quickly to catch him up, and then glanced down to El lying in his arms, her skin glowed silver in the moonlight, contrasting well against her long dark eyelashes. Legolas noticed Riwel looking down at El with a slight longing in his eyes, and began walking a little faster. Elladan had seen Riwel's longing glance too, and he did not like it. He broke into the gap between Legolas and Riwel and grinned triumphantly at him. Riwel pulled his gaze away from Gathiel's peaceful face and looked towards Elladan's, which was slightly closer.
"I shall see you in the morning," he said darkly before turning and then disappearing into the dark bushes behind. Legolas' pace slackened at the Dryad's words, and Elrohir caught up on his other side, a little bemused at Riwel's strange behavior.
"It seems that Riwel is maybe a little interested in El," Elrohir said stating the obvious. Elladan shot a warning look at his brother. "I know neither Legolas nor I would want El to become caught in Riwel's infatuation. Let us hope I mistaken when I thought I saw lust in his eyes," Elladan said to his brother.
"I too, do not want El to be hurt by him," Elrohir added quickly, he was quite fond of her and not at all fond of Riwel. Elrohir liked to think he was fair and would never judge anyone by his first impression of him or her. However, Riwel was just different. He had had experiences with people of his type before.
Legolas just stared ahead and remained silent. He did not approve of Riwel. Then again his heart did not much like the idea of anyone being interested in El. They carried on walking in silence.
Soon, they had reached a large building standing nearly two stories off the ground with little candlelights shining through the windows, casting warm shadows around them. The dark green ivy grew up the side of the building, like a leafy cloak.
They went through the large open doorway and down a long dimly lit passageway with silver lanterns hanging from the sides until they reached eight wooden doors that lined the remainder of the passage way.
"Well goodnight Legolas," Elrohir said opening the door on his right and entering the dark room behind it.
"Yes, see you tomorrow," Elladan said, quietly opening the door several meters down the hall from his brother's. Finally he could get some decent sleep. His back was beginning to ache after all those nights stretched out on hard, stony floors.
"Goodnight. There will be a lot of discussion tomorrow. We have many things to talk about." Elladan and Elrohir nodded their heads at what Legolas had just said. They knew only too well tomorrow may be a hectic day. Legolas turned to his left and opened the door nearest to him, and heard the others close their doors quietly behind them.
He entered a dark room with only one candle lit on the windowsill, and closed the door quietly behind him. It was still rather cold; still, it was warmer then outside. He placed El gently on the four-poster bed. He walked towards the dwindling fire in the fireplace and placed several more logs on it from the bucket next to the bed. The room was beginning to feel warmer already, although, the fire did not create enough light to look around. This was El's room before she disappeared. It had been cleaned regularly and everything of importance had been left the way it was. He had not been in here since she went away, and was pleased to be in it once again with her.
El twisted on the bed to get comfortable and opened her green eyes towards Legolas, who had now come closer to the bed. She smiled drowsily at him before closing her eyes again. "Goodnight," she whispered. Legolas pulled the covers that were by her feet up around her slim waist.
"Goodnight Gathiel," he whispered in her ear as he pulled her soft green hair away from her face. He turned to leave the room and opened the door, took one last look at the sleeping Dryad, before closing the door softly behind him.
Legolas opened the door a few meters away, entering his own room. He lit a fire and then getting into his own warm bed, extremely pleased to be home. It was quite surprising what had happened today. Riwel had always despised El. Why all of a sudden should he become, even slightly, interested in her? He shook the worrying thought from his mind and blew out the shrinking candle on his side table. He would know soon enough, besides, he could now sleep in peace knowing he had found what he had set out for. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, to the sound of the rushing water outside his room.
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El gazed around in delight at the beauty of the land. Far away in the distance she could smell the perfume of jasmine and honey suckle. She could not help but run as fast as she could towards where the smell was coming from. The wind was rushing past her ears as she gained more speed.
"You run fast, El." Legolas' voice said next to her, "But I fear you can not run as fast as me." He ran straight past her. El stuck out her foot in an attempt to trip him but Legolas was quicker on his feet then she was and dodged her foot. She put on an extra burst of speed even that could get her no closer to the prince who was now at least two meters in front. It was hopeless for her to catch up to him, unless.
El smirked as she concentrated on the patch of frosty grass far ahead, it began to bubble and before Legolas could stop himself, he had already placed his foot in the mud, and now could not get it out. El zoomed past him, though not running nearly as fast as before. Tars were rolling down her cheeks with laughter.
She stopped five paces in front of Legolas, and lifted a piece of jasmine of the ground and breathed in its perfume. She was still panting heavily from the exercise.
Legolas frowned at her, and then smiled. He looked at the amused onlookers walking at a leisurely pace far behind them. The pool around his feet gurgled and he removed his muddy brown foot. He looked towards El, who was now lying on the fresh grass with closed eyes, her face looking so peaceful and free of all cares. He could not help but think how beautiful she looked.
Her green hair was spread out around her body shining in the moonlight. Legolas forcefully pulled his gaze away, sat down next to her and began to play with a piece of grass. He was still aware of the peculiar feeling just above his stomach. El snapped her eyelids open and sat up, then turned to Legolas and smiled cheekily at him. "I believe I am faster then you Legolas," She lied while she examined her nails and gained her breath. He looked at her with a slight annoyance.
"Faster with your magic maybe," He replied, there was still mud on his shoe, and he would have to wait until it was dry to scrape it off.
El pretended to look hurt. "Magic? What magic? I did not see any magic."
"What about the mud? I saw you looking at it." He raised an eyebrow and pointed towards the telltale puddle a few meters in front of them.
"You must be more wary with your feet, besides your legs are longer. So it only seems fair that I should have magic." Legolas laughed at El's straight- to-the-point remark, never mind, he would beat her next time.
The others were now not far behind. Elladan had begun to prod the mud puddle with a short stick the mud responded by pulling at the stick and soon had pulled it out of Elladan's hand in to its brown depths. Elladan was quite taken aback by the threatening small puddle, as he could not see where his stick had ended up. Legolas stood up and offered a hand towards El. She took it gratefully and got up, shaking the grass from her tunic.
"El, Come and take a look at this," Elladan said. El walked towards him, he was looking at her with a mysterious glint in his eyes.
Elladan took her by the arm and pushed her in front of himself, not forcefully, but not too gently either. "Look," he said as he leaned closer. El leaned closer too, and noticed suddenly when his hands loosened their grip on her shoulders and moved down to her waist. The puddle was now much too close for her liking, and came even closer when Elladan released his grip totally. El stuck her arms out in front of herself, and much to Elladan's disappointment, and Legolas' too. El landed safe on the fresh grass where the pool of mud had once been. El lifted Elladan's previous stick and handed it back boastfully to him.
She got up off the cold grass, dusted herself off, and grinned at Elladan and Legolas cheekily. Elrohir and Ivy laughed behind them. Elladan was still looking very cross. "I am just too fast for you Elladan," she said brushing her hands together, and walking ahead slightly with her nose in the air. "You will have to do better then that to catch Gathiel off her guard." Elladan's face grew from a frown to a small smile that only Legolas saw at El's words. He always liked a challenge and this one looked like something he would definitely enjoy. Legolas caught up to El who had now stopped and was scanning the horizon although it was too dark to see far. She had better watch out, Elladan was always up to tricks, and now he was focusing on seeking revenge.
About a mile ahead of them, El could see small lights penetrating through the darkness like stars. "That is the city, but most of it is under ground," Legolas said, answering El's question before she had even asked it. She was still looking at the lights. Legolas noticed the reflection in her eyes, making them sparkle. El turned to him and noticed he was looking at her intently, she turned away slightly embarrassed.
"It looks lovely," she said as she began to walk again keeping watch of the lights in front.
"Even more so in spring," Legolas added as he began to walk next to her. The grass beneath their feet crackled with the late night frost. "The first day of spring in Ithanal is always the most beautiful." Soon they had passed through the fields and reached the city wall. The white moonlit flowers climbed like ivy up the steep walls, seeming nearly luminous.
"Finally we are home!" Ivy exclaimed as she lent her back against the wall. "I can not wait to get into my bed. I was beginning to tire of the cold, hard floor." El walked closer to the wall and felt the icy covering of the large moss covered stone. She looked up towards the stars to try to find where the wall ended, but it seemed like it went on forever. Elrohir was not far ahead and had stopped in front of the huge wooden door. El could hear soft voices far above her, issuing commands, and soon the doors began to open, creaking loudly as the huge metal hinges turned.
"Just wait until you get in side," Legolas whispered in her ear. El smiled with the anticipation of what was to come. They passed through the doors, which closed slowly behind them. El's eyes lit up as she gazed upon the beautiful gardens. They began to walk forward on the silver cobbled path that meandered its way through the many beautiful gardens. They passed many small elvish homes edging the great valleys of flowers. Rivers and waterfalls erupted from numerous places in the sparkling rocks. Elladan chuckled at El's reaction to her environment. El was walking through the gardens with a dreamy smile on her face.
"You should not be so surprised at Ithanal's beauty El. You have been here many times before, for this is where you lived," he commented still smiling at El's delighted face.
"I am quite sure I would be surprised every time I passed through those gates, and entered into a dream like this," El said turning to Elladan.
"Well I am pleased you like it Gathiel," An unfamiliar voice said from behind a rose bush. "It is good to see you again, although from what Riwel has told me, you may not remember me."
A tall man with blond hair like Legolas' came out from where he was sitting behind the colourful flowers. He looked as if he had seen many years go by, from what El could tell from his eyes, though his age did not appear on his face. In fact, he looked quite a lot like Legolas, though a little older, wiser, and with grey eyes. He walked slowly up to El and bowed.
"This is my father, Thranduil," Legolas said standing next to El, proudly introducing him. El bowed her head to him.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, my lord," she said quietly. El was beginning to feel very tired, it must have been past midnight, and her eyelids were feeling very heavy. Legolas looked concerned as El closed her eyes and opened them again with effort.
"I think we had better wait until morning for the meeting of old friends. We have been up half the night already, and I fear some of us are exhausted," he said to his father. Legolas tilted his head towards El, Thranduil nodded knowingly.
"Yes, Legolas please show Elrohir, Elladan and Gathiel to their rooms. I think Ivy still has some energy left in her and I wish to speak with her." He turned and began walking back along the path with Ivy following behind. Ivy turned her head to El and mouthed good night, before she disappeared behind the rose bushes. Ivy always seemed to have bundles of energy. El could not guess where she kept it all.
The others followed slowly behind. El walked at the rear, trying to fight the sleep. Soon she was walking dreamily along, not noticing the landscape around her, or the slippery ice beneath her feet. She slipped forward into Legolas, pulling her immediately from her daydream. He chuckled lightly as he caught her just before she landed headfirst on the icy path.
"It seems we can not keep you from sleep any longer," he said as he put an arm around her back and underneath her knees, picking her lightly off the floor. Legolas was surprised how light she was in his arms, El sighed and rested her head against his chest. She could hear his slow rhythmic heartbeat. She did not resist being picked up and fell asleep almost immediately. Legolas looked down compassionately at the sleeping Dryad. Elladan laughed quietly behind them.
"El certainly needs her sleep, does she not Legolas?" He said looking over fondly at El.
"Yes, but as you witnessed before, El is not an early riser," said Elrohir, smiling in the darkness.
"That is true. She tends to put up a fight in the morning," Legolas said to his friends cheerfully, she needed quite a lot of prompting to get out of her warm bed.
"Hey," El said half asleep. She had heard nearly the whole conversation. Soon she had fallen asleep again. The others laughed quietly. Elladan looked around himself at the gardens, he had only stayed in Ithanal once before and neither he nor his brother had seen this area. His eyes moved quickly to the honey suckle bush in front.
"Hello Riwel, fancy seeing you here," Elladan said spitefully he had only known Riwel for a short time. All ready he was beginning to despise him.
"We seem to have bumped into you again," Elrohir said, "unfortunately," He added whispering under his breath. He too had not found an instant likeness to the snide Dryad, and for good reason too. Riwel had, of course frozen him. He had obviously heard Elrohir's quiet remark and he flashed a smirk towards him.
"Taking your time?" Riwel said nastily.
"Thank you for your opinion Riwel, however, it was unnecessary. I'm sure you have better elves to irritate, goodnight." Legolas countered as he carried on walking past the sneering winter Dryad.
Riwel's eyes darted involuntarily to Legolas' who was now in front. A twinge of jealousy ran down his spine. Why? He had never felt like this before now. Why would he be jealous of Legolas, for all the many millennia he had known him, why now? Riwel ran quickly to catch him up, and then glanced down to El lying in his arms, her skin glowed silver in the moonlight, contrasting well against her long dark eyelashes. Legolas noticed Riwel looking down at El with a slight longing in his eyes, and began walking a little faster. Elladan had seen Riwel's longing glance too, and he did not like it. He broke into the gap between Legolas and Riwel and grinned triumphantly at him. Riwel pulled his gaze away from Gathiel's peaceful face and looked towards Elladan's, which was slightly closer.
"I shall see you in the morning," he said darkly before turning and then disappearing into the dark bushes behind. Legolas' pace slackened at the Dryad's words, and Elrohir caught up on his other side, a little bemused at Riwel's strange behavior.
"It seems that Riwel is maybe a little interested in El," Elrohir said stating the obvious. Elladan shot a warning look at his brother. "I know neither Legolas nor I would want El to become caught in Riwel's infatuation. Let us hope I mistaken when I thought I saw lust in his eyes," Elladan said to his brother.
"I too, do not want El to be hurt by him," Elrohir added quickly, he was quite fond of her and not at all fond of Riwel. Elrohir liked to think he was fair and would never judge anyone by his first impression of him or her. However, Riwel was just different. He had had experiences with people of his type before.
Legolas just stared ahead and remained silent. He did not approve of Riwel. Then again his heart did not much like the idea of anyone being interested in El. They carried on walking in silence.
Soon, they had reached a large building standing nearly two stories off the ground with little candlelights shining through the windows, casting warm shadows around them. The dark green ivy grew up the side of the building, like a leafy cloak.
They went through the large open doorway and down a long dimly lit passageway with silver lanterns hanging from the sides until they reached eight wooden doors that lined the remainder of the passage way.
"Well goodnight Legolas," Elrohir said opening the door on his right and entering the dark room behind it.
"Yes, see you tomorrow," Elladan said, quietly opening the door several meters down the hall from his brother's. Finally he could get some decent sleep. His back was beginning to ache after all those nights stretched out on hard, stony floors.
"Goodnight. There will be a lot of discussion tomorrow. We have many things to talk about." Elladan and Elrohir nodded their heads at what Legolas had just said. They knew only too well tomorrow may be a hectic day. Legolas turned to his left and opened the door nearest to him, and heard the others close their doors quietly behind them.
He entered a dark room with only one candle lit on the windowsill, and closed the door quietly behind him. It was still rather cold; still, it was warmer then outside. He placed El gently on the four-poster bed. He walked towards the dwindling fire in the fireplace and placed several more logs on it from the bucket next to the bed. The room was beginning to feel warmer already, although, the fire did not create enough light to look around. This was El's room before she disappeared. It had been cleaned regularly and everything of importance had been left the way it was. He had not been in here since she went away, and was pleased to be in it once again with her.
El twisted on the bed to get comfortable and opened her green eyes towards Legolas, who had now come closer to the bed. She smiled drowsily at him before closing her eyes again. "Goodnight," she whispered. Legolas pulled the covers that were by her feet up around her slim waist.
"Goodnight Gathiel," he whispered in her ear as he pulled her soft green hair away from her face. He turned to leave the room and opened the door, took one last look at the sleeping Dryad, before closing the door softly behind him.
Legolas opened the door a few meters away, entering his own room. He lit a fire and then getting into his own warm bed, extremely pleased to be home. It was quite surprising what had happened today. Riwel had always despised El. Why all of a sudden should he become, even slightly, interested in her? He shook the worrying thought from his mind and blew out the shrinking candle on his side table. He would know soon enough, besides, he could now sleep in peace knowing he had found what he had set out for. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, to the sound of the rushing water outside his room.
So what did you think of this chapter? Please review to tell me! Chapter 10 should be up in a few days.