Chapter 3: ARIANA POV

I woke up for the second time in the day. Legolas had left. I felt lonely though, because once the other girl, Lauren, arrived, we had spent the rest of the morning laughing, joking, and telling each other about things.

Orlando Bloom was hot in pictures, but this Legolas was .Orli, I'm sorry honey, but even you fall short. So seeing him in person, being held.gnah.could make you faint.

He had white blond hair, long, and past his shoulders. He had one long braid down the middle, and two little funky looking ones by his ears. Pointed ears. His eyes were such a bright blue. When he looked at you, his gaze seemed to pierce you, see inside of you. But yet at the same time, his eyes were so reassuring, so kind, you could not help being probed by those lovely, deep blue, not dark blue, but a deep, deep blue, that looked like an endless pool, and even at times you dove into them, and let him see your emotions, let him know how you felt.ok. Now I'm rambling. But who couldn't?

He was tall, slim, and he certainly looked muscular. He was wearing an outfit almost identical to the one in the movie. How detailed could the costume designers get?

I tried to get up. Tried, anyway. I got halfway up, then laid back down. I had to have assistance. Poop. I hated it when I was given help. Let us just say I am Miss Independent.

Sighing loudly, trying to call in somebody. I mean, what about all that 'oh so cool' elvish hearing? Huh? Then the doorknob turned. Legolas walked in. Aw, great. When I need help, it had to be the hot prince, not some lowly maid. Oh well.

I smiled as he walked in. "Can you help me up? I'm getting rather bedsore." He nodded and walked over to me, taking my hand, and putting one arm around my shoulders. He first helped my half up, then pulled my covers back so I could get completely up. I put my feet on the cold floor. I was barefoot.

I slowly, slowly got up. As I got completely up, my back had a small spasm. I tried to muffle my moan. He looked worried. He's so cute! But I was able to get up completely. I twisted my neck, and it cracked loudly. He looked amazed. I smiled. "Let's just say I have a gift, and leave it at that."

Aware of what I was doing, I looked down at myself. I was only slightly taller, and no thinner. Cause if I got thinner, I'd have to loose those well-earned muscles, and look completely anorexic. Eeew. (A/N: If any of you are naturally thin.lets just say I like my muscles to the point where I would die for them.well, maybe)

I looked down at my arms, to see if that 'elves have no hair, except for what is on their heads.' It was right! My arms were completely hairless. COMPLETELY hairless. And I knew my legs (and armpits) would be too. Yippee!!!! No more shaving for me!

Taking one long stride, I walked around the room. As I walked I stretched, cracking my neck, wrists, and twisting my back as I got back to him, it let out a loud, resounding pop. I blushed. "It's usually quieter then that."

He looked down at me, well, he didn't have to look far anyways. "You recuperate quickly. You also were complimented by the healer on how strong you were."

I blushed deeper. "I make time to strengthen myself. Back where I came from, one person was dying each day, from murder. Being murdered for no good reason at all. Just killed. So my parents took the precautions to ready me for that. And all around, girls my age were kidnapped, even men were. The world I live in is cruel. There are no wars. Only people who are slightly messed up the head who seem to like killing people because they were there."

I looked out the balcony, not looking at Legolas. But I didn't have to. He took my chin and turned me to face him. "Is that true? You live in a world of murder, where people murder just for the fun of it?"

I nodded, looking up into his GORGEOUS eyes. He frowned. "Come. Sit with me. I am slightly lonely, and my father is a bit angry," a furious yell from downstairs sounded. It reminded me of Legolas' name. "Well, maybe not a bit." He winced. "He is angry with my decision to keep you in my room. My room has the softest bed, in my opinion, and I think you deserved it. You saved two lives today. I also thought you'd like it because you can see the sunset directly from my balcony."

He took my hand, and led me over to the balcony. There were two chairs. I sat in one, and he sat in the other. The sunset commenced.

~~~~~~~~~~ LAUREL POV

Later on that evening, I was forced to go to some stupid ball thing. I wonder. Were the twins hot? I hope so. I got dressed in this WAY pretty dress, hoping he'd be there. It was a light, light blue, and it draped at my sleeves. The maid said it accented my eyes. I thought it went rather low. I'm really modest, if you must know. But of course he wasn't at the ball! He was with Ariana. Ariana. She saved my life, I know, but she was taking MY Lego-head from me.

So I was forced to dance with a bunch of different dudes. Humph. Lego was soo hotter then them. "Please excuse me." I walked off to go bust the two of them together.

I got to the room and knocked. No answer. So I walked in. I saw two figures sitting in chairs on the balcony. "Busted!" I yelled. Both of them turned to me, surprised at my outburst. I ran up to Leggy and skidded to a stop. "The ball started dear, you better get down there." Legolas jumped up, knocking me to the floor.

"I am sorry. I came up to tell you, but I must have forgotten!"

"Must have," I mumbled.

"You have been invited to a celebration, Lord Elrond and his twin sons, you must get changed. I am sorry." he quickly helped me to my feet, brushed me off, then helped Ariana out of her chair. I noticed his arm protectively around HER. The Evil-Girl-Sent-From-Hell-To-Ruin-My-Love-Life-With-Legolas thanked him and walked to her closet. Legolas took my hand, looked deeply into my eyes, and told me to help her getting dress, as it would be hard for her.

Pooper. I walked to TEGSFHTRMLLWL's clothing selection that had been laid out for her. She had almost the same dresses as me. She chose a dark green one with golden embroidery. It wouldn't have looked good on me, being blonde haired and blue-eyed.

She also put on the smallest bit of makeup. Her lips, I noticed, were perfect. I'll just have to take them off later. Maybe orc lips will do? Her eyes were already surrounded by black eyeliner. I knew I had perfect lips as well. Time for another outburst!

"Hey," I said suddenly. She looked at me. "Do you notice we are both perfect? We're Mary-Sues!" I shrieked. Her eyes widened.

"Oh god." she said weakly. "Of all things!" she cried, but then stopped as I reflexively put my hair behind my ear. "You're an elf too." I'm a what?

I squealed happily and we danced in circles for forever, singing, "We're perfect Mary-Sues, REPEAT!" and we would repeat. But then Legolas came in, and asked us to come down with him.

He held out one arm, then the other, so we were both linked in a chain of three. We all walked, well, in Ariana's case, limped and winced down the stairs. I felt really bad for her! I mean, she saved my life, she was nice, she was pretty, much like me, so, really, I can't see why I didn't really like her at first! ~~~~~~~~~~ LEGOLAS POV

I led them away from the stairs to show my father. Ariana was leaning heavily against me, and Laurel was looking worriedly at her. I could tell she needed rest, but I would have to question father on that first. I reached his throne, and stopping, noticed Ariana's face. She had her eyes closed, and she opened them when we stopped. I also took in the looks on many other women's faces. I would have to send someone with them at all times to keep them safe. That is quite sad, to have to protect friends because they were your friends.

My Father looked up. "What took you so long?" he asked, quiet. I gulped. When he was quiet, his anger was seething.

"Father," I said hesitantly, "Ariana and Laurel are weary. Can they not rest?" My father looked even angrier at me.

"So. The girls are weary. Not going to apologize for being late. What were you three doing."

Oh no. Laurel approached my father. "My Lord, they were up in his room. I was with them too. We were all watching the sunset and talking. He told the maid who got him that he was having an enjoyable time with us and forgot about the feast."

I looked at her in surprise. She had stood up for me? Against my father?

My father looked at me, then Ariana, then Laurel. They both met his gaze and stared bravely into his eyes, not cowering before his wrath. Standing to their full height, they pushed my arm off. Ariana spoke up. "My Lord, if your son showing kind hospitality to an injured woman is against your wishes, why did you teach him to be courteous in the first place?"

I nearly gasped. She had just contradicted my father. Of all people. But my father did not look angry, he looked more so amazed. "My Lady, I did not mean to contradict my son, and you two, I just thought."

She smiled. Then gave a pretty little laugh. Laurel giggled then said, "My Lord, you jump to conclusions to quickly. I was only hoping for company, as everyone was downstairs. It was quite nice of him to listen to my endless talk." I knew it was kind of she to say that, but from what I had heard, I did most of the talking.

I decided to step in. "My Father, I am in debt of this Lady, although she refuses it. She saved both my life and Lady Laurel's back in the outskirts of Greenwood. She saved Lady Laurel from a pack of Wargs, all by herself, and rode my horse at a full gallop through the forest, and protected me from my own mistake."

My father looked at Ariana in awe. Yet again she held his gaze. "Alright then. They will both be allowed to sleep wherever they wish, even if it be the trees. Get them back upstairs my son, and give them a maid to get them ready for bed." I nodded, and set off slowly. She walked well, considering her trouble a few moments ago. Laurel looked like she was going to scream at my father, but controlled herself.

When we reached the stairs, Ariana stopped and turned to me, blushing slightly. "I may need a little help on these stairs." I smiled, and put most of her weight on me. Laurel took her other side, and we both helped her up the stairs. We made it to the top. A maid had followed us. She needed no orders. She simply shut the door in my face and told me not to come back for another hour. So I did.