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Cyberwing: hihi!! Once again, it's me . Sorry about the late updates, I promise that I won't be this lazy anymore. People always put a lot of stuff here, but I really don't think anyone would be interested as to where I've gone off to for the last few weeks. (TT no one cares about menah).

I just wanted to say one thing before I shut up. Watch Identity, it's a great movie that would freak you out badly. For some reason, I wasn't scared during the time when I was seeing the movie. However, I was freaked out afterward. Weird Ok, I'll shut up here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

"" dialogue &thoughts & for past events

Don't Love Me Too Much-ch13

Coire ducked as the man in front of her threw a punch. He gave a small yell as his fist connected with the trunk of a tree. She moved forward, pulled his cloak over his head and ran past him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a few shadows moving side-to-side with her. Damn, not good; definitely not good. They were catching up.

Those men had either bypassed the guards without being noticed or they had already eliminated the guard force. What was the chance of her getting away from them?

She continued to run, jumping over tree trunks and was careful so she won't trip. She wasn't that far from the border of Lorien, she would be able to get help soon.

No one was in sight.

Narie wouldn't have known that she past the border of Lorien until she saw tree houses. Those tree houses were one of the few which went from left to right across the border of Lorien, each of those tree house were separated by a few yards and served as a post. Naire narrowed her eyes as she heard something rattling behind her. She was starting to get nervous. There wasn't a guard patrolling the place! What in the name of Valar had happened?

Splat!

Narie felt something wet on the top of her head. Out of instinct, she touched it with her fingers. She looked at her index and middle finger. It was covered with something red. Her thumb rubbed against her middle finger, feeling the texture. The she brought her finger close to her nose and smell of metallic came rushing into her nose.

It was blood.

She looked up and realized that she was standing directly beneath one of the lookout post. She bit her lower lip, thinking as to whether she should check this place out or directly go get help. She knew something was fishy here; it was too quiet, as if nothing had ever happened. She eyed the tree house above her and took a deep breath. She began to climb the ladder, wishing that she had brought some sort of weapon to protect herself. She thought that Lorien was a safe place to stay. Who would have thought?

But now it was too late for her to regret as to what she should've done.

Narie continued quietly to climb the ladder, taking one step at a time. She was about to push the trapdoor open when it flung open. Panicked, she jerked and let go of the ladder, landing hard on her back.She heard a loud sneer as a few men descended down the ladder and stood in front of her.

She surveyed her surrounding as many others came into view. There were at least seven strong-built men, and they circled around her; with her not knowing how to fight; the chance of her escaping would be close to none.

Narie took a deep breath as she put two fingers to her mouth and whistled loudly, warning the rest of the guards out there that there was an intrusion in the southern border. That was the only thing she could do. She would never be able to take on all those men; she'll be laughing her head off if she ever managed to get out of this situation safely.

But it was too early for her to give up just yet. There will be a chance for her to escape; she would just have to wait for it. Let's hope that she would be able to capture that chance before she dies.

She looked from side to side, those men dressed in normal traveler clothing, a dark pair of pants and a grey coloured tunic on. A few of them had a light brown cloak on which pasted their hips. Their eyes were alert as she blew the whistle, pulling out their swords. Narie bit her lower lip, damn; she wanted them to be diverged she would be able to buy time. If only she had enough time— by the time she saw something metallic out of the corner of her eyes, it was too late.

She touched the place where she felt the pain; there were something solid pinned onto her neck. She pulled them out, and her eyes widened. They were metal darts. What in the world were these? They were too small to do any physical damage.

Narie turned to the man on her left and saw him took two more of those silver objects from his pocket. He slid the two darts into a wooden hollow tube. She watched as he pointed the tube in her direction, taking a deep breath, he blew into the tube.

She turned and tried to run in the opposite direction. A man was standing right in front of her. Damn, her vision was getting blurry, not good; definitely not good.

The man smirked and moved out of her way as she approached. She heard laughter behind her. She felt like a rabbit, being hunted down by those men.

She felt someone wrapping their arm around her waist as she was shoved onto the ground. Something was weighing her down, she wasn't able to move.

She couldn't move!

The world was swirling around her and she couldn't regain her focus. She could fall asleep any minute now; it would be so easy--

No! She refused to give up!

Narie felt herself going numb. She shook her head, trying to get her vision cleared up. She had never felt so feeble—

"Let go of her."

She felt a jerk behind her as something moved from one man to another in quick speed. Men began to fell onto the ground as they were knocked out. Even without seeing it, she knew that the figure had gotten rid of the weight which was pressing her down. Her brain wasn't even able to comprehend as to what that thing was. She could barely follow the thing as it moved; all she saw was a shadow. However, she no longer cared, she was so tired. She no longer gave a damn as to what will happen to her anymore.

Narie blinked lazily as the thing stopped. She saw that the thing was actually a person. The figure was moving closer to her. She saw herself being lifted of from the ground and she wasn't able to do a thing about it. She couldn't even move her body anymore. She had already closed her eyes as her eyes were not able to stay open anymore. Her stubbornness refused to let herself sleep. In the darkness, she smelt a scent that she would be able to recognize for the rest of her life.

It was a scent that belonged to one person and one person only. The person was Legolas, the man who she wanted to avoid at all cost. However, at that time, she didn't cared. Even though she didn't know what Legolas would do to her later, giving a satisfying smile, she allowed herself to drift off into a slumber.

Well this is the end of chapter 14. Doesn't Legolas hate Naire? Why would he save her? What will he do to her once she had awaken? What about Coire? Will she be able to make it out safely? Are there any more of those men luring in the forest? Will Haldir be able to save her before it is too late? Read the next chapter to find out! But now, plz click the bottom left button and review! Thank you very much!!!