Chapter 2
"So.. eh .. yeah.. Where should I go? Or should I just stand here, in the forest.." I said looking around seeing if there were any bears or anything else that could possibly tear me up into little tiny bite sized pieces.
"I'm sorry Miss, I can not leave you out here alone. Orcs are always around." the pointed eared guys said still coming closer.
"Orcs? And that would be a.... evil dog?", I said backing up some more.
"Orcs are... " he started to say but then stopped and stared out in the distance.
"Uhm, earth to woodland boy? Did you just have a fit or something?" I said waving my hand in front of his face.
"Stop, I hear Orcs, about 20 miles away." He said grabbing my hand. "We must make haste and leave this place." He said hopping on his horse. "You shall go with me."
"Yeah yeah you heard something 20 miles away. Sure ya did. I'll believe that one. I knew you were some crazy killer. And make haste? Who talks like that anymore? I will not... hey put me down!" I screamed as he pulled me on to his horse and we being riding away.
"My lady, please be more quite, unless you want all of the Orcs in Middle Earth to hear you." He said giving me a stern look. Dang this dude was uptight. Must have just got dumped or something. I can see why, the chic probably couldn't stand him being so anal all the time.
"Enough with the my lady stuff Lanceolot. My name is Emily."
"It's Legolas, and sorry Miss Emily. My, that is an odd name. Can't say I've heard it before."
"Oh what and Legolas isn't? What kind of messed up parent names their kid Legolas?" I said getting more evil glares. "Sorry.. Didn't know your name was such a touchy subject."
Three hours later
"So... Leggy... Where are we going anyway?" I said trying to break the silence. This guy doesn't talk much.
"It's Legolas, miss. We're going to Rivendell. To see Lord Elrond, he has something of a urgent manner."
"Riverdale? Isn't that were Josie and the Pussycats are from?" I said getting another very annoyed look for Legolas. "What? Sorry..."
"Rivendell. Another Elvish city, like Mirkwood."
"Elvish? Like Santa's little helpers? Or the elves that live in trees and make cookies.. The short, fat, jolly guys." After I said this, Legolas stopped his horse, and turned around looking me straight in the face.
"What are you speaking of? I am an elf, we are tall, graceful, and thin. I've never heard of an elf that was short, fat, and this jolly word. And who is this Santa? Is he an ali of Sauron?" Legolas said with a angry face.
"Calm down! You're gonna give yourself a heart attack." I said shaking my head. Dude this guy was more high strung that I thought.
"I can not have one. I am an Elf. Elves do not suffer the aliments of men." He said turning back around and motioning the horse to go.
"Sure you're an elf. And I'm a mind reader." Once again this made him stop the horse. I need to choose my words more carefully around this guy.
"So.. eh .. yeah.. Where should I go? Or should I just stand here, in the forest.." I said looking around seeing if there were any bears or anything else that could possibly tear me up into little tiny bite sized pieces.
"I'm sorry Miss, I can not leave you out here alone. Orcs are always around." the pointed eared guys said still coming closer.
"Orcs? And that would be a.... evil dog?", I said backing up some more.
"Orcs are... " he started to say but then stopped and stared out in the distance.
"Uhm, earth to woodland boy? Did you just have a fit or something?" I said waving my hand in front of his face.
"Stop, I hear Orcs, about 20 miles away." He said grabbing my hand. "We must make haste and leave this place." He said hopping on his horse. "You shall go with me."
"Yeah yeah you heard something 20 miles away. Sure ya did. I'll believe that one. I knew you were some crazy killer. And make haste? Who talks like that anymore? I will not... hey put me down!" I screamed as he pulled me on to his horse and we being riding away.
"My lady, please be more quite, unless you want all of the Orcs in Middle Earth to hear you." He said giving me a stern look. Dang this dude was uptight. Must have just got dumped or something. I can see why, the chic probably couldn't stand him being so anal all the time.
"Enough with the my lady stuff Lanceolot. My name is Emily."
"It's Legolas, and sorry Miss Emily. My, that is an odd name. Can't say I've heard it before."
"Oh what and Legolas isn't? What kind of messed up parent names their kid Legolas?" I said getting more evil glares. "Sorry.. Didn't know your name was such a touchy subject."
Three hours later
"So... Leggy... Where are we going anyway?" I said trying to break the silence. This guy doesn't talk much.
"It's Legolas, miss. We're going to Rivendell. To see Lord Elrond, he has something of a urgent manner."
"Riverdale? Isn't that were Josie and the Pussycats are from?" I said getting another very annoyed look for Legolas. "What? Sorry..."
"Rivendell. Another Elvish city, like Mirkwood."
"Elvish? Like Santa's little helpers? Or the elves that live in trees and make cookies.. The short, fat, jolly guys." After I said this, Legolas stopped his horse, and turned around looking me straight in the face.
"What are you speaking of? I am an elf, we are tall, graceful, and thin. I've never heard of an elf that was short, fat, and this jolly word. And who is this Santa? Is he an ali of Sauron?" Legolas said with a angry face.
"Calm down! You're gonna give yourself a heart attack." I said shaking my head. Dude this guy was more high strung that I thought.
"I can not have one. I am an Elf. Elves do not suffer the aliments of men." He said turning back around and motioning the horse to go.
"Sure you're an elf. And I'm a mind reader." Once again this made him stop the horse. I need to choose my words more carefully around this guy.