IP INIT
Of course, Legolas had heard the tales of Sadia, but he had discarded it as a mere myth. He always had thought the stories of her beauty to be falsified, that every telling told of her more beautiful than the last, until the story held no grain of truth. But Legolas knew that this Elf Maiden would wholly fit and surpass every description that had ever reached his ears. Her features were perfect, soft, pale and gentle. Her hair, long, and straight in the Elven fashion, but an auburn colour that Legolas had never seen on an Elf. She was tall and shapely and almost seemed to glow in the moonlight. Legolas rubbed his eyes, fearing that he was seeing things. He had never expected to see an Elf here close to the Shire, not to mention one as beautiful as the one he was watching. But there she was, her long hair dripping wet, beads of water glittering on her naked form as she dressed. She had obviously just finished bathing in the nearby stream. Legolas's eyes watched and took in every move of her body, until he realised what he was doing and turned around, allowing the maiden some privacy.
After a few moments, Legolas turned back around. The fully dressed woman was sitting on a rock on the far edge of the clearing, starring up at the night sky. Legolas quietly walked into the clearing, and up to the woman. She sensed his presence, he knew, but still her gaze was fixed upon the sky.
"Many years it has been since last I looked upon one of my kind. And a Prince, no doubt. You have the look of royalty about you. Speak Elven Prince. What 'tis your name? For it will no doubt become famous among our people." The woman said as he approached, her gaze still fixed on the stars above. Legolas was troubled by her words, and yet reassured by the Elven poetic tone of them. It had been far too long since he had been with his people. There was no doubt in his long-lived mind that this woman was, indeed, the Lost Princess.
"My name, milady is Legolas-"
"Legolas? Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood? The prince who joined in the crusade to destroy the ring? 'Tis that thee?" The woman asked, looking at Legolas with a new sense of wonder. Legolas, also, looked upon the woman with the same amount of wonder. She knew whom he was-and of the Fellowship. How, he did not know, but swore to find out.
A/N: I know, I know: short. Again. Remember: R/R! I think I've given you enough to review by now...maybe. Okay, maybe not, but I still want to know what you think: good or bad! (I know it's looking Mary-Sueish but I promise there is a BIG change coming up in...well I don't know in how many chapters, but it will come!
Of course, Legolas had heard the tales of Sadia, but he had discarded it as a mere myth. He always had thought the stories of her beauty to be falsified, that every telling told of her more beautiful than the last, until the story held no grain of truth. But Legolas knew that this Elf Maiden would wholly fit and surpass every description that had ever reached his ears. Her features were perfect, soft, pale and gentle. Her hair, long, and straight in the Elven fashion, but an auburn colour that Legolas had never seen on an Elf. She was tall and shapely and almost seemed to glow in the moonlight. Legolas rubbed his eyes, fearing that he was seeing things. He had never expected to see an Elf here close to the Shire, not to mention one as beautiful as the one he was watching. But there she was, her long hair dripping wet, beads of water glittering on her naked form as she dressed. She had obviously just finished bathing in the nearby stream. Legolas's eyes watched and took in every move of her body, until he realised what he was doing and turned around, allowing the maiden some privacy.
After a few moments, Legolas turned back around. The fully dressed woman was sitting on a rock on the far edge of the clearing, starring up at the night sky. Legolas quietly walked into the clearing, and up to the woman. She sensed his presence, he knew, but still her gaze was fixed upon the sky.
"Many years it has been since last I looked upon one of my kind. And a Prince, no doubt. You have the look of royalty about you. Speak Elven Prince. What 'tis your name? For it will no doubt become famous among our people." The woman said as he approached, her gaze still fixed on the stars above. Legolas was troubled by her words, and yet reassured by the Elven poetic tone of them. It had been far too long since he had been with his people. There was no doubt in his long-lived mind that this woman was, indeed, the Lost Princess.
"My name, milady is Legolas-"
"Legolas? Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood? The prince who joined in the crusade to destroy the ring? 'Tis that thee?" The woman asked, looking at Legolas with a new sense of wonder. Legolas, also, looked upon the woman with the same amount of wonder. She knew whom he was-and of the Fellowship. How, he did not know, but swore to find out.
A/N: I know, I know: short. Again. Remember: R/R! I think I've given you enough to review by now...maybe. Okay, maybe not, but I still want to know what you think: good or bad! (I know it's looking Mary-Sueish but I promise there is a BIG change coming up in...well I don't know in how many chapters, but it will come!