A/N: Oh ee oh! Weee oh! Thank you Mordrin for your review! AS NO ON ELSE DID!!!! MEANIES!!! Thank ya fer reading! OH! And if anyone doesn't like Mary-Sues, this IS NOT one. Because I force both my characters to BE one. But it isn't.because I purposely did it.crap. Now I'm confused!

Well, R&R!! #*#*#*#*#*# Chapter 2: LEGOLAS POV

I looked down upon her face, and took in the lovely features. She had dark, auburn hair, but when the sun hit it, it either turned a deep gold, or a dark red. Her eyes were shut, but my mind kept on traveling to her eyes when she had leapt up onto the horse. Her eyes were such a deep, faultless brown, as no other color filled them. We had washed her face many times, but still the substance that surrounded her eyes refused to smudge. I did not care. It framed her eyes mysteriously. Her skin was deeply tanned. Her clothing still confused me though. She had worn a dark green shirt, with no sleeves, only straps that covered her shoulders slightly. She also had worn light tan pants that only covered three quarters of her legs.

But she was wearing none of that now. Only leggings she had been supplied with, and the wrappings they had wrapped her wound in. The healer figured she would wrap her torso up completely, so her wrappings were easier to reach, and so I could be in the room.

"My Prince, the other girl, Laurel, would like to speak with you." He looked at the maid who looked rather worriedly at me.

"Alright. I shall see her." I did not want to leave this other girl though. Her beauty still astounded me, and so did her skills with knives, riding, and agility. "But please tell her beforehand to make it quick."

The maid nodded, and ran down the stairs. She came running back up a few seconds later it seemed, and led me to (It looked more like my doom from the sad expression on her face as she opened the door for me,) the girl.

I had barely made it into the room when I was nearly strangled in a death grip by two, thin arms. I looked down and saw the blonde head of the girl. I patted her hesitantly, waiting for her to let go, beginning to gasp.

"Oh! Thank you so much for saving me! Where's the other girl? How bad did she get hurt?" She said worriedly, letting go then bouncing up and down on her toes. I sighed.

"She is all right, only sleeping Lady."

"Laurel! Ok. My names Laurel, and I really wanna say thank you for saving my life." I smiled kindly at her. She smiled back. I noticed now she was very pretty too. Her eyes were deep blue, shining and glimmering in the afternoon light. Her blonde hair was long, and it reached her mid-back. Her skin was a faultless alabaster, healthy colored. She was thin, and the dress she had been put in, a light lavender summer dress, accented her curves and figure nicely.

"My Lady, you should go get changed into something a bit more extravagant, as we are having a small feast tonight to welcome Lord Elrond of Rivendell and his two sons."

She smiled again. I bowed and headed back up to my room, where I had ordered the other girl to stay. As I left, I heard her say one last time, "Thank you."

I whispered to the maid as she passed. "You may let her follow me, but get her dressed first." She smiled and nodded, calmly catching the girl's hand and keeping her from following me any farther.

I walked back into my room, and sat in my chair again. The wind blew, softly playing with the girls hair, making small strands fly in front of her face. I quietly brushed my hand across her cheek, which was soft and smooth. Her hair moved back into place, yet she slightly moaned. I stroked her cheek again, hoping to wake her.

She suddenly sat up quickly, gasped, moaned, and fell back onto the bed. "It is alright, Fair Maiden. You are in good hands." I looked at her ears as she moved her hand back. They were pointed. But they had not been beforehand. I was slightly confused.

"Maiden, were you not human when I first saw you? For now you take on the appearance of an elf." She looked at me, amazed. She gently touched her ear, feeling it. She gasped again. She closed her eyes, then opened them again.

"I am not dreaming." she said awed. She looked about her, and saw what was in the room. Then she looked me up and down. When her eyes met mine, she held my gaze, and asked me quite straightforwardly, "Where am I?"

I gave her a small smile, still gazing into her flawlessly brown eyes. They seemed endless, pools of emotion. I could see in her eyes, that she was worried, yet scared and excited. I could also see that she was letting me notice and take in her emotions.

I blinked, unaware of how long I had been ignoring her question. "My lady, I am sorry. Your eyes.they are beautiful. I was captivated." She blushed slightly, but not removing her gaze. "My lady, you are in Greenwood. My name is Legolas Greenleaf; we rescued each other on the edge of the forest. I am glad it was but a small wound you suffered."

I was afraid she would consider out bursting, complaining of how the wound was not small, but quite large and dangerous. But she did not say a thing. She shifted her gaze slightly to look at herself. She took in the wrappings.

She smiled. "I take it you did not do this?" I smiled as well. She had joked, although in her eyes I could see severe pain.

I smiled, comforting her. "Yes, I don't think I did that. By the way, My Lady, may I ask you of your name?"

She sighed. She shut her eyes and laid back on the bed. "My name is Ariana, but I have no idea what I am doing here. I was doing something in my home, when suddenly I was on the edge of Greenwood, all alone. Then I was attacked, then you, then here. I don't know why I'm here, and my family, I don't know where to find them."

My heart sank. Her eyes were welling with unshed tears, and she was biting her lip. She turned away from me. I put my hand on her shoulder, hoping to comfort her. She slowly turned onto her back again with the slight pressure of my hand, and looked up at me, tears streaking down her cheeks.

Touching her hand gently, I was about to say something to her, when the maid yelled, "My Lord! (giggle) She has gotten free! (laughter)" I winced. Laurel came running into the room, slamming the door closed behind her.

She giggled when she saw our hands touching. She suddenly realized what she had done, and blushed. "Legolas, I'm sorry for what I did earlier. I was just so happy.being lost in the woods for half a day.it really scared me."

Then she noticed that Ariana was crying, and her face suddenly changed. "Aaw, are you all right? Thank you for saving me from all them stupid orcie and wargie thingos. And did you know that Lego."

"Legolas." I said, irritably. I did not enjoy that nickname.

"Legolas. That Lego-head carried you all the way back? And when you closed your eyes he kissed you on the head? And you got here, he wouldn't let anyone else hold you? And he brought you up to the room, only leaving so they could wrap you? And then he waited in here for oh, a gazillion hours?"

Ariana smiled kindly at me. "I thank you Legolas, for your kind devotion to me."

I felt my cheeks start to redden slightly, because I had waited, not just because she saved my life, and this girl's, but because I was willing to wait so I was the first person she saw when she woke up.