Disclaimer: I wish I could say I own these characters, especially one handsome blonde Elf, but I don't.

A/N: Yeah! Legolas is in this chapter!

Chapter 5:The Prince of Mirkwood

Several days passed and Aragorn and Arwen continued to train each other. Progress was starting to show, now Arwen had mastered grasping the sword and Aragorn was getting used to writing Elvish letters.
They spent a lot of time together, not just in lessons, they would talk freely to each other. In this they discovered who they really were.
Arwen was a high lady in the Elvish society, but she was very independent and free spirited.
Aragorn excelled in swordplay, but was also extremely interested in literature. Because of this the two of them became instant friends.
Secretly, Elrond despised this friendship, still longing to know who Aragorn really was. The training sessions where unknown to him, and Arwen wished to keep it that way. When the time comes she would show him what she had learned.
About a week after the first lesson, Aragorn and Arwen where walking on one of the many beautiful bridges in Rivendell. A silhouetted figure in the distance was walking towards them unnoticed.
The two of them were in a deep conversation when Arwen recognized the Elf moving toward them.

"Legolas!" she cried in joy of seeing him.

Legolas was tall, handsome young Elf, with long blonde hair a deep blue eyes. On his back, he bore a quiver with a bow and a large quantity of arrows. He smiled warmly at Arwen and embraced her.

"Aragorn," Arwen said facing him, "this is my old friend Legolas son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood."

Aragorn placed a hand over his heart in an Elven greeting."It is a pleasure to meet a friend of Arwen's."

"It is a pleasure to meet you as well," Legolas replied.

"What are you doing here in Rivendell?" Arwen asked.

"I must speak to your father, Lord Elrond. We have heard a rumor that Orcs are massing in Mordor and may march to Rivendell."

"Orcs," She said in a worried voice. The memories of her attack were still fresh on her mind. "Do not worry," Legolas said in reassurance, "I am sure that this is just a rumor. Orcs are so mindless that they wouldn't dare battle an Elf city."

Arwen gave a sigh of relief.

"Now if you'll both excuse me I must be going. Once again, it was a pleasure to meet you Aragorn," He said in parting.

Later that night, Aragorn was sitting alone close to the river that flowed through the city. Aragorn's mind was deep in thought of the memories of his past and events occurring in the present. He idly threw a stone into the water as if to let go of his thoughts.

"Good evening Aragorn," a voice said behind him.

Aragorn turned to see who the speaker was. "Good evening Legolas." He replied when he saw who it was, "Please, sit." He said gesturing to the bench. Legolas sat down beside him. They had seen each other earlier at dinner, a quite special one considering he was the Prince of Mirkwood. Legolas had been the mainly conversing with Elrond, but he had chatted with Arwen, who sat between the Prince and the Ranger.

"I understand that you saved Arwen's life and that is why you are here." Legolas stated.

"Yes, that is true. I stumbled upon her trying to escape twelve Orcs. I was able to vanquish them, but," Aragorn said clutching his throbbing shoulder, "I wasn't able to escape unharmed. To make matters worse, the arrow that pierced me was poisoned. Now the wound will take much longer to heal."

"Battle scars take time to heal. I too have borne them,"

Aragorn wished to know more about this Elf, one that Arwen had stated earlier, "The best archer in all of Middle Earth."

"Arwen said that your father is the king of Mirkwood, but she said little about him."

"My father is a kind and noble man. He not only protects his people, but all Elves." Legolas said to him, "That is why when we heard the rumor of the Orcs, he sent me here to give Rivendel caution."

"Arwen said to me that you were the best archer she has ever seen."

Legolas gave a little laugh at that statement, "She has told me that you are the best swordsman." He replied "Arwen is unique."

"She is special." Aragorn said wistfully, "Yes, very special."

The next morning Legolas left to return to Mirkwood. Both Arwen and Aragorn were at the gate to say goodbye.

"Namarie Legolas." Arwen said embracing him, "I pray that our next meeting is soon."

"I am certain that it will." He said in return. Legolas turned to Aragorn, "I bid you farewell Aragorn, I am sure that this will not be our only meeting."

"Go in peace," Aragorn returned, "until we meet again my friend." Legolas turned his steed and rode off.

Not alot about Arwen, but there will be I promise you. Review and tell me what you think.