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Chapter 15

Isilindil pulled away from Legolas, looking up at him with slight amusement flickering in her eyes. "That was to say… unexpected." She told him softly, thankful that the door to her map room was closed.

Legolas didn't answer for quite awhile. When he did, it was off the subject. "You said that someone was banished; who was it?"

Isilindil thought for a moment, becoming serious in the blink of an eye. "His name was Norlenthas. I banished him myself… and I've regretted it. He was one of my generals and he was bloody good…" She sighed, sitting on the chair as Legolas watched silently. "I banished him for killing a three of his warriors. I did that rather than kill him."

"Do you think he was the one that betrayed you, Isilindil?" Legolas asked after a few moments silence.

She shook her head. "No. In all honesty, I don't. Even in banishment, I don't think he would."

"Saruman is a wizard. Do you think he could've found Amazon that way?"

Isilindil nearly kicked herself. How could she have overlooked that possibility? "I thought he lost his power…"

Legolas gave a small nod. "He did… most of it. The only way you can find out if Norlenthas did betray you is to find him."

"That I can do and quickly." She stood, walking to the door before turning to look at Legolas.

"Would you stay here and instruct them? I have faith in you, Legolas of Mirkwood… I know you can do this while I'm away."

Legolas looked a little shocked at what Isilindil asked. He nodded anyway. "I will…"

Before stepping out the door, Isilindil walked over to Legolas, gently brushing her lips with his. "Until we meet again," she whispered, hurrying out the door.

Legolas stood on the walls, the harsh wind biting into uncovered flesh. Shifting his gaze, he got a better look at the damage that had been done to the city of Amazon. Fires were bright pinpricks of light, dancing as if to some unknown tune. Buildings had been destroyed, and the dead littered the ground. Both Elves and Orcs had perished in this fight, even innocent children caught when the Orcs had first come to the fair city.

Turning away from the gruesome sight, he looked upon the Elves lining the walls, including Taseir and Arlena.

Arlena looked up at Legolas questioningly. He hadn't told her where Isilindil had gone. Instead of answering, he turned once more to fix his keen eyes on the distant form of Orcs. "Taseir, tell the archers to get ready. The Orcs will come into range shortly."

Taseir nodded, shouting out a few brisk commands in the Amazonian tongue. The walls stirred to life as archers gathered their bows and refilled their quivers. The Orcs weren't the only ones who would come back to the battle more vicious than before.

'Fly Isilindil… go quickly and come back here… come back to me.' Was his thought as he readied his own bow.

Isilindil gave the air a small sniff before taking off in that direction. Norlenthas was close. She could feel it in her bones.

She slowed, casting about for some sign of the lone Elf. She found one and followed it. His personal mark, a Falcon in flight, had been carved into a tree. Tracing the mark with gentle fingertips, she headed in the direction the engraving pointed to.

"Norlenthas, where are you?" She whispered softly, glancing around for any more markings in the trees. She found one more and followed it. She came to a small camp, a tendril of smoke curling from a dying fire. She walked toward the tent, giving the fabric a nudge with her booted foot. "Norlenthas."

Rustling was heard from within the tent, along with a few muttered curses as the man struggled out of the tent and into some clothes. To say he was surprised when he surprised by seeing Isilindil standing there was the biggest understatement of the year.

"Lady?" He choked out, jumping from him tent. "Wha-?"

Isilindil held up a hand, silencing his question. "Nor, Amazon was attacked…"

Norlenthas looked at Isilindil with shock, eyes darkening with rage. He was banished, but not even that could've removed his love for his home. "How? By who?"

"Reports say it was Saruman," was her reply.

Nor shook his head. "Lady, it can't be Saruman."

Isilindil looked at Nor closely. "And why can't it be the cursed wizard?" She asked sharply.

Nor took a deep breath, looking at his old friend and Lady, "Because, he's dead, Lady. He was in Hobbiton and was killed by the halflings."

Well, what do you think of my new chapter? Duh, nuh, nuh! So, who is this mystery bad guy? Why does he (or she) want Amazon and does this bad guy know that Isilindil is back? Hmm, all these questions will be answered… if you people REVIEW! HAHAHAH… HA! So, R&R. Laterz. –grins and waves-