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"" dialogue &thoughts & for past events

Don't Love Me Too Much-ch15

Legolas watched as the woman in his arms lost conscious. He hadn't really thought about what to do if he, indeed, found her. All he knew was that he must find her. He was confused, he wanted to ask her why she did the things she did. Once he found out that she was his fiancée, he thought that she only did it so she could force him to marry her. But after days of observation, he changed his mind; Narie wasn't someone who would do something so pathetic just to hold someone down.

In fact, during her trip here, he often saw her drawing him out and then ripping it into pieces. There were at least twenty pictures of him which had been torn apart by her. He, had one point, wished about having someone drawing him had been granted. Yet, about these pictures getting torn up in the end wasn't part of his idea. She would often laugh at her own stupidity and cursed him for what he did. No, Narie wasn't going to use their intimacy as a way to get him to marry her. In fact, she didn't even care about him. All she wanted was for him to stay as far away as he could possible.

However, that was what kept him following her for the past month. He didn't know how he feels about her. In some twisted ways, he wanted to play a prank on her. He wanted to see how angry she would get if he were to show up in front of her. On normal circumstances, he treated woman like any gentleman would. He would be gentle and charming, creating a warm atmosphere between a woman and himself before he takes them onto his bed. After all, why not? It wasn't as if he was a pervert and forced himself upon them, these women accepted his offer it willingly.

But, towards Narie, he felt like he was a child again, doing everything that was against the adult's wishes. It was probably because she was the only one who paid no interest in him and couldn't wait to get him out of her sight. However, Narie failed completely. Her plan would've worked for he was indeed angered. But she underestimated what man would do to get the things he couldn't get. Yes, he admitted that he was interested in her, but not interested enough to marry her. After all, no woman was enough to feed a man's big appetite.

He had once considered that if they met on other circumstances, they would've become great friends. She would've become the first female friend he has ever had. It wasn't as if he didn't have any female friends, but most of his relationship had been based on lust, not friendship. He and she didn't feel physically attracted with one another. He wanted to find out why; therefore, he couldn't let go of her just yet. However, now was not the time for him to think about these matters.

Legolas recalled how long did it take for her to lose all her senses and he shivered. These darts, which the humans had shot, took less than five minutes to take effect. Elves had a strong immune system; that was why they do not get sick easily. In order to be able to knock out an elf in such a short time, these darts must've been coated with some strong drug. If these were to be used to shoot humans, they would probably never wake up again for they would be killed by overdose.

He had to find out who these men were before it was too late. With Narie unconscious, she would slow him down.

Legolas scooped Narie up into his arms as he walked toward a tree on his left, using one arm, he climbed swiftly up. Legolas surveyed his surroundings below, he didn't like this; he didn't like this at all. It was too quiet, everywhere he looked, no one was in sight when there should be.

He set Narie down onto one of the boughs. This place would be a safe place for her. He doubted that anyone of these men would return anytime soon. Tree branches and leafs would provide a good camouflage for her. He took off his cloak as he put it on her. He tied the cloak around the trunk to ensure that she wouldn't fall off the tree when she woke up. He took one last look at her, shaking his head, he jumped down. He would think about this woman later. For now, he got a border to protect.

He turned to his side, rolling up his sleeves and was about to jump when someone grabbed him by his arm. The hand was smooth, almost silk-like. He followed the arm up to see the face of the person.

Narie.

She ducked under and got herself out of the cloak as she wouldn't have been able to untie the knot at the bock of the tree. She rubbed her temple, trying to clear out her thoughts.

"That was fast." Legolas taunted. "I thought that you'll never wake up."

He would never admit that he was a bit relieved to see that she had awakened. Now, he would be able to go alone not worrying about her being as helpless and defenseless as before to predators or these men.

Narie shook her head, "I've been with poison all my life. Iam always fascinatedby them. Iwas constantly trying to find the remedies of the different poisons by testing and experimenting with them when I was still in Rivendell. I thought I've already developed some sort of resistance to these kinds of things." She gave a small bitter smile, "Guess not all of them."

She opened her palm, revealing the two darts which were used to shot her with. She picked up one of the dart and brought it in front of her nose and she smelt it. Waves of nausea hit her. But she was able to gather what she needed from it.

She looked Legolas sternly in the eyes. "Legolas, I needed you to do me a favour. I need you to come with me to find the possible antidote for it."

He shook his head, "I have to get back and help defend the border. Now is not the time for finding a medical breakthrough. There are other times Narie." But he knew that Narie would not listen to him. To her, it was only a matter of having a bodyguard or not.

She saw radiance in his eyes; she lifted her left hand, motioning him to stop. "I am not that self-centered you know. This," she lifted that darts in front of him. "will be the cause Lorien to its downfall if we don't get the antidote quickly. If I am recall correctly, these darts were coated with the juice that was derived from the black mushrooms of the east, in the land near Mordor. Normally, these mushrooms are not harmful; the books even mentioned that they could even be eaten by Men."

"If it is not bad for you, then you won't be knocked out by it would you?"

Narie bit her lower lip, "It was because of Mellyrn. The smell of these yellow blossoms can be smelt throughout Lorien. As you know, Mellyrn trees are not poisonous on their own. However, if they are exposed to these black mushrooms, they will be in direct conflict with each other. It was like a yin-and-yen thing. Both of them will combine and form a strong toxic that will knock-out anyone even the elves." She paused, "Even me, an elf who had been with different kinds of herbs all my life."

"If an elf is exposed to that toxic, how long would that person be unconscious?"

"I don't know, the book didn't say anything about it. It was a theoretical study about how different herbs and their properties would affect one another. No one had every tried it before. It was almost impossible to gather the black mushrooms. Think about it, not only it is almost impossible to stay alive in Mordor and come back; Lorien is extremely far from Mordor. It would take years for someone to go there and come back, not to mention about testing out the theory. It is both time and money consuming. Healers prefer to spend their time in helping people in need than to travel; and as for rangers, they just simple don't give a damn about a little mushroom plant. I just happened to come across it in a book. I was only reading it for fun; I would've never thought that the author is actually right. I would've—never mind. How long was I unconscious?"

"About 10 minutes or so."

She put her index finger beneath her chin and thought for a moment. "Maybe about two or three days. After all, elves' immune systems are strong. But a lot can happen within these days. Let's hope that the man who is responsible for does not know about the geography of Lorien.""

"Why?"

"What do you feel right now?"

Legolas narrowed his eyes, all he could feel was--?!

His eyes widened, "The wind? You mean—"

"Yes, if that person knew about that, then he doesn't even need to fight with us. He can just swagger into Lorien and the guards will never be able to do anything about it for they and the others will be in a slumber. Lorien will be completely defenseless." Narie paused, "are you helping me or not?"

Legolas smiled, "my service is at your command."

Well this is the end of chapter 15

Who is the person? Will Narie and Legolas be able to work together and save the day without killing each other first? What do those men want from Lorien? What exactly is the 'wind' thing that Narie and Legolas is talking about? Read the next chapter to find out! For now please click the bottom left button and review so that I'll know what you guys think about this. Thz so much for readiing! I greatly appreciate this!

If you guys are confused about the darts tell me, I'll explain the whole thing in the next chapter again lol. I know that I am not the best person in explaining things, I am sorry if I confused you.