When I finally got tired of crying, the sky was already getting light. A soft breeze passed by and I sneezed. Great, I caught a cold. I stood up and brushed myself off. My wet dress had dried in the cool night air. I pulled Legolas' tunic tighter around me. I looked down at his tunic and everything that happened before flooded my mind. He just left me here.

'You told him to, you idiot!'

Right. This inner voice of mine could be quite helpful. I looked around me and all I saw was tree after tree after tree. Well, I had to start somewhere. I turned to my left and started walking. Then something flew into my eye. Wasn't that nice? Tears watered from my eye. Seriously, I thought my water level was going down from all this crying. I started rubbing it but a voice nearly gave me a heart attack which was even worse.

"Let me help you."

"Fuck! Stop doing that would you? What are you doing here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be with your fiancé?" I asked Legolas.

"I was waiting for you. I knew you would not know the way back." He seemed to purposely ignore the fiancé remark. He walked up to me and tilted my head up. He looked intently at my eye, held it open, and blew. "It is only dust. You are fine."

"I know I'm fine." I said dully. I moved my head out of his hands and stepped past him. I felt really bad. I yelled at him and took my anger out on him but he was here the whole time waiting for me because he didn't want me eaten by a deadly tiger that could be lurking behind one of those trees.

"You are going the wrong way. That will only lead you deeper into the forest." Legolas said, taking my hand.

"Ugh, no wonder!" I turned around and walked in the other direction. Legolas didn't let go of my hand. He held it and walked next to me. "You know, I'm not a little kid. You don't have to hold my hand in the dark." I couldn't be more stupid, but it just felt weird. If Legolas didn't like me, I didn't want him to hold my hand.

"Sorry," he apologized and quickly released my hand.

We walked on in silence as I racked through my brain for something to say. "Where's Aragorn?" I asked out of the blue.

Legolas turned to me and said, "He came with us to Rivendell and left right after."

"To where?" I stopped to question.

"I am not sure. Lord Elrond sent him off on an errand; word of the wizard, Gandalf. He had no time to explain to his old friend. " Legolas lowered his head.

"You have been friends for a long time I see." I looked up at him. He nodded. "What happened at the inn?" I asked curiously.

"When we heard your call, at once we came. The door was locked it seemed but Aragorn kicked it open. We found you on the ground and a man kneeling next to you. I ran to you and Aragorn held the man down. We questioned him as to what happened. He told us he came to your room to bring the water. The door closed on its own accord and was stuck. He said you were having a good talk but fell when standing up. Aragorn and I agreed that it was not a good idea to stay any longer. We packed some food immediately and left with two horses. You were unconscious for four days. I suppose your broken ankle brought you to your state but Lord Elrond already dealt with it."

I looked down at my right food and realized that it didn't hurt standing on it. "Did anything happen between me and that man?" I asked cautiously.

"I hope not." Legolas shrugged. "If anything did happen, he would not be happily serving his customers right now."

I smirked. "Thanks for everything."

"I did not do anything. It was Lord Elrond." Legolas said quietly.

"To you it might be nothing, but to me it was everything." I said softly. Legolas smiled at me and wrapped his arm around my back. I wanted to smile back but a sneeze interrupted.

Legolas laughed. "I see you have caught a cold and you said it did not make sense. I better bring you back quickly or else I would blame myself." He hurried me onwards and soon we were out of the woods. The sky was tinged a light pink as dawn was drawing closer.

"I cannot believe I spent my first day here playing hide and seek in the woods!" I exclaimed.

Legolas laughed heartily. "It was not bad." He paused then asked the question I most dreaded. "Why were you crying?"

"I just really missed my home. That's all." I stuttered out. For some reason I felt like I was lying, but it was the truth.

"I am really sorry. I understand how you feel. Your home destroyed by treacherous orcs and your parents killed. Lord Elrond says you can stay here as long as you need." Legolas offered.

No, he didn't understand. He didn't know how it felt to be in an alien place. He didn't know how it felt to be hated in school. He didn't know how it felt to have your own father look at you like any other student he would have looked at. No, he didn't.

"If you have any troubles, my room is on the West Wing. It is on the other side."

I looked up and found myself staring at the door to my room. We were there already. I turned to him and smiled the best I could. "If I did have any troubles, don't you think I would go to someone whose room is not all the way on the other side of the building?" I said back.

"You are right but anyhow, I am here when you need me." Legolas reached out and opened the door for me.

I thanked him and gave him back his tunic. I gently shut the door behind me after saying good night. I was so exhausted that I didn't even want to take the bath I'd wanted to for the past few weeks. I slumped onto the comfy bed and fell asleep instantly.
~*~
I barely had any sleep and the sun was in my eyes. It sucked to have your open balcony facing the east. The sun was just creeping over the mountains. I grabbed the pillow lying next to me and covered my head with it, but before I could settle down with some shuteye, someone knocked on the door. "Argh, what is it?!" I sat up angrily in bed.

"Sorry my lady, I was wondering if you would take your bath now." A young girl around the age of 13 peeked around the door.

I stared at the girl in amazement. For once, the first thought that came to me wasn't about me. How could a girl this young be a servant?! Did the elves even care? There were servants here? Cool, but still.

"My lady?" the servant girl greeted.

I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yes, please," I couldn't believe what this little girl was doing to me.

She smiled and walked into the room. "My name is Mueyna. I will be your lady-in-waiting here in Rivendell during your stay." She introduced herself. Her big smile shone at me. It seemed like she liked doing this. She had bright golden hair flowing down her back. Her olive green eyes looked joyful. She was quite tall for her age.

"Lady? You only look 13!" I protested.

Mueyna chuckled and said, "I will be 502 next full moon, my lady."

I dropped my jaw at that but remembered that she was an elf. I nodded. "You're immortal right?"

Mueyna bowed. "Yes, my lady,"

I shook my head as I got out of bed. "Don't call me lady."

"Sorry, my-"

I quickly looked at her and she stopped. "So where's this bath of mine?" I walked out into the sunlit hall followed by Mueyna.

"This way," She turned to her left and walked down the hall.

"My name is Jocelyn by the way. You can call me that but not after every sentence you say." I warned jokingly. I caught up to her swift, soft pace and was soon standing in front of an open door. Mueyna led me in and closed the door.

"Lord Elrond already told me your name, Jocelyn. Your water is behind there and the clean towels are on the rack. I will bring your fresh clothes. Call me if there is anything you need at all, Jocelyn."

I nodded and the girl left me alone. I sighed in relief. I finally got the bath I'd wanted for so long.

The floor of the washroom was all made of marble. There was a water color painting hanging on the wall and under it was a small marble table where a bowl of water sat. In front of me was a wooden frame covered with a silk cloth. It gave very little privacy. I walked around it and found a large wooden tub filled with hot, warm water. In the water were a few petals of red roses. "Wow, this place must be part of some old tradition."

I slipped out of my yellow gown and stepped into the tub. I grabbed a small cloth and dipped it into the water. I folded it and placed it on my forehead. I settled myself comfortably for a quiet relaxation.

Soon I heard the door open. My clothing arrived. I reached out my hand and said, "Thanks," I never felt the fabric on my hand. I opened my eyes and turned to see. "Legolas?!"

He was staring at me with shock. "Joceyln? What are you doing in here?"

I was surprised. He walked in on me and now he was asking why I was in here. "Excuse?!" I quickly covered my breasts with the wet cloth I had on my forehead.

"Oh, sorry," Legolas' eyes flickered to my chest when I covered it. He sounded like he didn't know I was sitting there in a tub of water naked. He turned and quickly left the room.

Well, that was a pleasant encounter. I decided I didn't want to stay any longer in this vulnerable state. I looked around for soap but found none. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I took the cloth and washed myself. I dipped my head into the water and gasped inwardly when the water engulfed my face. Just as I came up for air, someone knocked on the door. "Mueyna?"

"Jocelyn, I brought your clothes." Mueyna's muffled voice came through the door.

I quickly said, "Come in,"

Mueyna happily walked in and presented me with a lavender gown. It was made of the same material as the gown I'd worn before.

I thanked her and stood up as I wrapped a towel around me. I turned to ask her, "Was Legolas supposed to be in here?"

"Prince Legolas?" Mueyna paused to think then her eyes widened. "Did he come in here? Oh no, I shall be banished for this." She clasped her hand over her mouth.

"No, no, no!" I reached out to her. "Nothing happened. I was just curious."

Mueyna lowered her hand in relief. "Let me help you."

I shook my head. "It's ok. You can wait outside." Mueyna left and I dried myself off. I put the gown on. I felt as if elegance washed over me. The sleeves were cut down the middle, exposing my lightly tanned arms. The dress flowed down to the tip of my toes. I smiled to myself as I closed the door behind me.

"You look beautiful, Jocelyn. You would even look better, if possible, after I fix your hair." Mueyna offered.

I followed her back to my room. On the way, I noticed how lovely the hall was. The ceiling and pillars were magnificently carved. Fabulously woven tapestries hung on the walls to my right. There were large windows lining on the other side of the hall. Well, I guess you would call it windows, but there were no glass panes in them. Outside, the scenery was brilliant. It overlooked the tops of a forest. Mueyna explained to me the history of Rivendell. I was in awe of it all. I couldn't believe there was so much behind these thick marble walls.

We finally walked to my room. I sat down at my dressing table. Mueyna picked up the comb sitting on the table and carefully brushed out each tangle in my hair.

"Perhaps you wait on the balcony. The sun will dry your hair." Mueyna offered me her hand as I stood up from the stool.

I took it willingly and we walked out. I turned to her. "You don't have to be so nice to me. I'm not a princess or anything close to it."

"You are a friend of Prince Legolas. That already gives you such authority. Do not talk of yourself like this, my lady. I know you do not want me to say that but it is only right." Mueyna said all this in a sad tone.

I turned to look onto the mountain as a thought came to my mind. I didn't deserve any bit of this. If I was the Jocelyn Winslow back then, I would've loved this and made fun of Mueyna. Now, I felt pity for the girl and all the work she had to do.

I changed I realized. I wasn't the ungrateful bitch that I once took form of. This was only good here. In L.A., you just had to stand up for yourself. Being a bitch was the way I protected myself.