A.N another update for you

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Chapter 4

Slowly the water trickled down Legolas's back and seeped into the wounds, causing him to hiss with pain, "Not much longer now, my prince, I surprised that these wounds aren't worse" Ellanda's voice was soothing and calming and it relaxed Legolas down.

It seemed that almost an eternity had passed since the events from a mere two hours ago and Legolas wanted desperately to speak more with Ellanda about the incident and to thank her for helping him but she would not have any of it.

In her words "There was nothing that could not be done, I just happened to be the one they ran into this time"

Another stinging sensation came to Legolas's back and he yelped in pain. Ellanda smiled, "Well that's a good sign. You can sit up now"

Slowly Legolas rose, hissing as his back stung even worse with every move he made, "Why does it hurt so much?" he asked turning slightly and holding his tongue.

"Probably because these wounds are a few years old, prince" said Ellanda appearing in front of him with a small cloth which she slowly rubbed against Legolas's face to remove the dirt.

"What do you remember of this place?" she asked as she continued to work.

Legolas looked at her with bewildered eyes, almost looking like a child who had been asked to remember what they had eaten for tea last night.

He thought long and hard but could only recall small details, he knew that Mirkwood was his home but he couldn't remember his family very well and he knew that the spiders were dangerous but couldn't remember the streams that led to the palace.

Ellanda smiled gently as she listened to his talk, she was in the process of washing his long hair and finding it difficult due to all of the tats and knots that had got somehow become part of his hair.

"Why do you want to know what I remember?" Legolas asked eventually, feeling safer than he ever had.

"I ask because I will have to return you to your father...he has been missing you terribly Legolas Greenleaf" her voice seemed to trail off as she gently pushed him into a better sitting position.

Legolas looked down at the ground...he had hear the name Greenleaf before but he didn't recall it belonging to him.

"What's the matter?" asked Ellanda after a lapse in conversation.

Legolas looked up at her as best as he could, his eyes searching hers, "You know me?" his question was full of confusion and wonder.

But Ellanda didn't let it deter her, "I know you only too well, Legolas. You are Prince of Mirkwood and son to Lord Thranduil"

"But you know me in another way don't you?" Legolas turned fully to look at the girl and found that familiar feeling linger in his heart almost as if he loved her like a sister, "Please how do you...?"

"There is no other way I know you, Legolas. I sometimes talk to Lord Thranduil but otherwise I don't have any other dealings with you. Get some rest, we leave as soon as it is light" her tone was a little fearful and gave too much away in Legolas's mind but she had already left before he could ask her any further.

He sat down and starred at the floor, trying to bring any of his memories from the lock in his mind but nothing would come back to him.

He knew that he knew Ellanda in a different way than just an advisor...but how did he know her?

"Tua amin amil" Help me mother drifted Ellanda's voice from the open window that led to the night sky.

A.N A bit short but it was just a filler – hopefully the next bit will be a bit better.

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