A Talk with the Lady
Gimli sat beneath the shade of the tree watching Elimay in her training. He was amazed at her skill and the flexibility of her movements. Even though the woman had tried to kill the prince, he could not help but like her. She was a breath of fresh air from the company of Legolas. It also amused the dwarf to no end, seeing her spar with the prince, their emotions towards each other changing like the wind. One minute they were friends, even flirting with each other, the next they would be almost killing each other with a fuelled hate. "Gimli," Elimay said, stopping in her training to look at the dwarf who was staring into space. "What are you thinking about?" The dwarf looked at her and smiled. "That's for you to never know." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. She had had to train without a weapon for she could not find her daggers or her sword on the platform. She assumed the prince had taken them, and she couldn't help feeling angered. "I can imagine it would be something to make my ears burn," she said. Gimli raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think that little of me?" She winked at him and then spun round on the spot into another attack position.
She suddenly came face to face with Legolas, making her jump. Just as she had anticipated, he had an angered expression on his face. "Has your face been stuck in that expression because that's how I always see it?" she asked. He narrowed his eyes. "No, it's just every time I'm with you. Why did you run off?" "I'm sorry, I thought that at 2500 years old I could do what I want." "You are under my instruction. If you weren't my assassin, you would have that freedom." "Talking of assassination, where are my weapons?" Legolas gave a sly smile. "I have them and no, you are not getting them back." Elimay gritted her teeth and only just managed to stop herself from hitting him. "Be careful what you say prince. I am dangerous." "Unarmed and dangerous," he mocked. "Yes well if it wasn't for that slight hitch, I would have you flat on your back." "I am the lucky one then." Elimay gave him a scornful look and turned her back to him. "By the way," she called, "Galadriel wants a word with you." Legolas raised an eyebrow and paused. Then before walking away he said, "Gimli, guard her." He missed the uncouth word that Elimay spat back at him.
Legolas climbed the stairs, seething inside. How could she be so arrogant? His anger had been somewhat stunted as he had found her with Gimli. He had never seen her in a dress before and damn did she look good. He hated that he felt this way towards her. And when he had seen her in her underwear, the sight of her unbelievable body had destroyed his placid demeanour. He mentally punished himself for falling asleep outside the bathing pool, letting her escape. He had been so tired from the journey and from all the emotions he was feeling that sleep had taken him by surprise...
"Prince, if I'm not mistaken, you are falling in love with your assassin!" He jumped and looked up to see that he was standing on the royal flet and probably had been for the past few minutes. Galadriel stood there looking at him in amusement, having heard his thoughts. "You are mistaken!" he said, before realising his disrespect. He bowed and hastily apologised. "Welcome back prince. I see that your tortured thoughts are of a different nature this time," she smiled. "It is the woman Elimay. She annoys me to no end." "She is afraid and insecure, Legolas. Do not judge her on what little you know of her. I know you are angry that she will not tell you anything, but she will in her own time. Just be patient." "Yes my lady." "I spoke with her just a moment ago and I can see that her intentions are good even though her actions are bad. You will understand in time." "She told me she killed for love... What did she mean?" "She will tell you when she is ready. As I said, just be patient. But I must warn you before you go Legolas. Something will happen that will push her to make one last attempt on your life. As she is at the moment, she will not even hurt you but this thing will drive her to kill you." Legolas looked in amazement and fear at the lady of the woods and nodded. "Thank you." Before he left, she put a hand on his shoulder. "Do not judge her." "Yes my lady."
"Elimay, are you okay?" Elimay looked round in surprise at the prince from where she sat gazing into space. She hadn't really been thinking about anything, just resting her mind. She was amazed to hear him suddenly changing his demeanour again to show gentleness and care. "Yes, thank you." She looked at him from across the flet seeing that he had been watching her as she relaxed. "And you?" He smiled and nodded. "If it's okay with you, I wouldn't mind training with you in the morning." Again she looked at him with surprise and felt relieved that he had gotten over his anger. "I would like that very much. Will you give me my daggers?" she tried. His smile disappeared slightly. "I was thinking of training without weapons. There are some things I can teach you about that." Elimay sighed, looking downcast. "Oh. Right." Well, it was worth a try. There was another silence before he spoke again. "You look different in a dress. More like an innocent maiden." She smiled and leaned her head against the tree trunk. "It's just a disguise. Beneath I am far from blameless as you have already found out." "I know that. Why do you think I need to keep an eye on you all the time?" "Because really you just want to feel like you have control of me." He gave a lopsided smile and chuckled. "But I do!" "Whatever; dream on." There was a loud snore from Gimli, interrupting their conversation and both elves broke into silent laughter.
Gimli sat beneath the shade of the tree watching Elimay in her training. He was amazed at her skill and the flexibility of her movements. Even though the woman had tried to kill the prince, he could not help but like her. She was a breath of fresh air from the company of Legolas. It also amused the dwarf to no end, seeing her spar with the prince, their emotions towards each other changing like the wind. One minute they were friends, even flirting with each other, the next they would be almost killing each other with a fuelled hate. "Gimli," Elimay said, stopping in her training to look at the dwarf who was staring into space. "What are you thinking about?" The dwarf looked at her and smiled. "That's for you to never know." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. She had had to train without a weapon for she could not find her daggers or her sword on the platform. She assumed the prince had taken them, and she couldn't help feeling angered. "I can imagine it would be something to make my ears burn," she said. Gimli raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think that little of me?" She winked at him and then spun round on the spot into another attack position.
She suddenly came face to face with Legolas, making her jump. Just as she had anticipated, he had an angered expression on his face. "Has your face been stuck in that expression because that's how I always see it?" she asked. He narrowed his eyes. "No, it's just every time I'm with you. Why did you run off?" "I'm sorry, I thought that at 2500 years old I could do what I want." "You are under my instruction. If you weren't my assassin, you would have that freedom." "Talking of assassination, where are my weapons?" Legolas gave a sly smile. "I have them and no, you are not getting them back." Elimay gritted her teeth and only just managed to stop herself from hitting him. "Be careful what you say prince. I am dangerous." "Unarmed and dangerous," he mocked. "Yes well if it wasn't for that slight hitch, I would have you flat on your back." "I am the lucky one then." Elimay gave him a scornful look and turned her back to him. "By the way," she called, "Galadriel wants a word with you." Legolas raised an eyebrow and paused. Then before walking away he said, "Gimli, guard her." He missed the uncouth word that Elimay spat back at him.
Legolas climbed the stairs, seething inside. How could she be so arrogant? His anger had been somewhat stunted as he had found her with Gimli. He had never seen her in a dress before and damn did she look good. He hated that he felt this way towards her. And when he had seen her in her underwear, the sight of her unbelievable body had destroyed his placid demeanour. He mentally punished himself for falling asleep outside the bathing pool, letting her escape. He had been so tired from the journey and from all the emotions he was feeling that sleep had taken him by surprise...
"Prince, if I'm not mistaken, you are falling in love with your assassin!" He jumped and looked up to see that he was standing on the royal flet and probably had been for the past few minutes. Galadriel stood there looking at him in amusement, having heard his thoughts. "You are mistaken!" he said, before realising his disrespect. He bowed and hastily apologised. "Welcome back prince. I see that your tortured thoughts are of a different nature this time," she smiled. "It is the woman Elimay. She annoys me to no end." "She is afraid and insecure, Legolas. Do not judge her on what little you know of her. I know you are angry that she will not tell you anything, but she will in her own time. Just be patient." "Yes my lady." "I spoke with her just a moment ago and I can see that her intentions are good even though her actions are bad. You will understand in time." "She told me she killed for love... What did she mean?" "She will tell you when she is ready. As I said, just be patient. But I must warn you before you go Legolas. Something will happen that will push her to make one last attempt on your life. As she is at the moment, she will not even hurt you but this thing will drive her to kill you." Legolas looked in amazement and fear at the lady of the woods and nodded. "Thank you." Before he left, she put a hand on his shoulder. "Do not judge her." "Yes my lady."
"Elimay, are you okay?" Elimay looked round in surprise at the prince from where she sat gazing into space. She hadn't really been thinking about anything, just resting her mind. She was amazed to hear him suddenly changing his demeanour again to show gentleness and care. "Yes, thank you." She looked at him from across the flet seeing that he had been watching her as she relaxed. "And you?" He smiled and nodded. "If it's okay with you, I wouldn't mind training with you in the morning." Again she looked at him with surprise and felt relieved that he had gotten over his anger. "I would like that very much. Will you give me my daggers?" she tried. His smile disappeared slightly. "I was thinking of training without weapons. There are some things I can teach you about that." Elimay sighed, looking downcast. "Oh. Right." Well, it was worth a try. There was another silence before he spoke again. "You look different in a dress. More like an innocent maiden." She smiled and leaned her head against the tree trunk. "It's just a disguise. Beneath I am far from blameless as you have already found out." "I know that. Why do you think I need to keep an eye on you all the time?" "Because really you just want to feel like you have control of me." He gave a lopsided smile and chuckled. "But I do!" "Whatever; dream on." There was a loud snore from Gimli, interrupting their conversation and both elves broke into silent laughter.