Hmm. New chapter. I rule, me. Along with of course Erasure. No, don't ask. It's not remotely funny. And it's not mine – along with LOTR.

In Your Room.

The room I was taken to was sumptuous. No, correction the suite of rooms I was taken to were sumptuous. What can I say? Elves know how to treat a lady, particularly one who will be queen. I smirked. "This," I declared to an empty room, "is the life. It really doesn't get any better than this."

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I decided that the first course of action was to check out the rooms. Figure out exactly what did what and where it was. Bed, check. Or rather gigantic bed that could fit an entire army? Check. I smirked. Plenty of room for me and Vebby to… Well I'm not gonna tell you what I planned. A girl has to have some privacy in her life ok? I'm sure you can all think up stuff for us to do in the bed. Suffice to say my plans included him, chocolate and me. And not many other props…

I wandered into the other room. Bath? Check. And yep this one could probably house an entire army for bathing and swimming too. Plenty of ideas of how to use the bath came to my mind. And no, you can't know about them either. Use your imagination!

Having surveyed my new domain a thought came to me. Ok, by now I was beginning to believe that perhaps this time I had really struck it lucky and had got out of my boring little life to end up with one of the most gorgeously handsome creatures ever to walk the face of middle earth. But caution is never a bad thing, so I took the precaution of checking out an alternative escape route. Well, this was middle earth, I reasoned. Land of evil orcs and whatnot. Ok there was Owen, but I was pretty sure he was the exception rather than the rule when it came to orcs and their orciness.

"Orciness?" I mumbled aloud. "I must be losing it. Now I'm inventing words." I smirked. "Must be lacking Vebby or something. I can't think clearly. The bed is giving me too many ideas." I paused. "Of course the best idea would be to find him so we can…. Hmm… Test the mattress or something." I grinned evilly before turning around and heading out of the room to find him. To test the mattress. For perfectly innocent reasons of course! Get your minds out of the gutter. This story is PG13 ya know!

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I opened the door and stepped out.

"Milady?" A voice to my right questioned.

I turned to see what I assumed to be a warrior elf; it took me a moment to realise that he was here to guard me. Brilliant! I thought no more nasty encounters with spiders; this princess will be protected by her own personal bodyguard. Yay! Go me.

Hmm, how to handle this I wondered. I thought for a moment and then made up my mind. No point in letting the servants think they can get away with anything I decided. Show em who's boss from the beginning. I cleared my throat. "I was wondering where the prince of Mirkwood might be found?" I questioned haughtily.

"This way Milady." The warrior elf said as he gestured down the corridor.

"Take me to him immediately." I commanded. No time for please and thank you my mind declared. We want to get to Vebby.

"Too damn right." I muttered in answer to my brain.

"Milady?" The elf asked looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"Nothing." I stated. "Well, shall we?" I asked impatiently.

"After you."

I grinned. Being royal rules in more way than one, I realised. I chuckled. Nothing could go wrong now, could it?

Could it?

Idiot.

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Darn, thought I'd manage to get what Vebby's been up to in my absence in this one. Obviously not. Hmm. Maybe the next. R&R please!