Authors note- No, I do not own anything. Well, I own Lee. You don't know
her last name. Hahaha. At the moment, I am at CB's (my betas) house. She
says hi. Okay on with the story. Thank-you to my reviewers, one of which
was CB, who doesn't totally count. She has to read it. I am so sorry about
the format. My computer is screwy. I will fix it as soon as I can. And now,
on with the story.
Chapter 2
One Question Two Many
"So, where are we going?" Lee asked. Legolas sighed. He had been unlucky enough to ride on the same horse with her. And she would not stop asking him questions.
"We are going to Isengard." He said for the ten-thousandth time.
"Why?"
"To go find Merry and Pippin."
"Oh." She sat in silence for a moment. "Who are they?"
"Ga! Stop asking so many questions!" he snapped. Next to them, Aragorn chuckled, listening to the two.
"Are you alright Legolas?" He asked with a grin.
"Fine." He said stiffly.
"Liar." Lee turned to Aragorn. "He's just mad because he got 43 and I got 44." She smiled triumphantly.
"42." Gimli muttered.
"He was twitching!" Legolas said exasperatedly.
"Was not."
"Oh get over it!" Lee rolled her eyes.
Aragorn laughed out loud. Gandalf rode over. "What is going on over here? I could hear you all the way over there."
"Legolas was being an ass." Lee informed him.
"A what?" Lee laughed.
"You know, an ass." She looked around at them. "Okay, maybe not." She looked away, turning red.
Everyone else shrugged. Aragorn began asking Gandalf when they were going to reach Isengard. Gimli was muttering to himself about who knows what. And Legolas studied the woman in front of him.
Lee looked to be about 19 or 20 in the years of Men. Or at least Legolas assumed that she was of the Men race. She did not look like an Elf. She was certainly not a Hobbit or Dwarf. But at the same time, she carried herself like an Elf would, and seemed to have an Elf's aura. She had blonde hair that was coated with dirt from battle. I was tied back in a way so that he could not tell if it was long or short. Her eyes were a striking green that reminded him of home. Mirkwood. She had a good figure, not like Legolas felt like admitting it, and she had a way that made it seem like she knew everything about you, just by looking at you.
"Lady Lee," he asked, "I'm afraid to ask, but what is an 'ass'"
Lee laughed and leaned back so that she could whisper in his ear. Legolas listened and his eyes widened considerably. "Oh." He choked out. He turned bright red, as he came to understand what she said. "Hey!"
Lee laughed again at the look on his face, even though she could not see it. "So are we there yet?" she asked Aragorn.
"Yes." Aragorn nodded his head toward the end of Fangorn Forest.
"Is it supposed to be filled with water? And filled with moving trees," she looked again, "And two midgets smoking...something in a pipe." She whistled. "And a long one at that." Legolas stared at her in wonder. He could barely see that! And he was the one with the Elf eyes.
"So it would seem." Aragorn said as they got closer to the two 'midgets' who were indeed smoking and looked slightly drunk.
"They are Hobbits." Legolas told her.
"Oh."
"Welcome, my Lords, to Isengard." cried Merry cheerfully. (althoug Lee has no idea who this midget was)
"Meriadoc Brandybuck." Legolas whispered to her. "He prefers to be called Merry."
"You-you young rascals," Gimli stuttered. "A merry hunt you've lead us on, and now we find you feasting and...and smoking!"
"We are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts." Pippin defended.
"Peregrine Took." Legolas told her. "He also prefers to be called something other than his real name. Pippin he is called." Lee laughed.
This caught the attention of Merry. "Hey," he said. "Who's that?"
"A friend." Legolas said shortly.
"Named Lee." Lee added. "What are you doing?" she asked. "We are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts." He stated. They all looked at him. "Anyway, the salted pork is particularly good." He continued.
"Salted pork?" Gimli said incredulously.
"Hobbits..." Gandalf muttered.
"We're under orders! From Treebeard, who's taken over management of Isengard." Merry piped up.
"Honestly." Aragorn said. "Come on." The two Hobbits jumped down onto the horses. Pippin behind Aragorn and Merry behind Gandalf also.
"Hey," Lee said. "There's a tower over there...with a moving tree next to it...okay." Lee shrugged. "Kind of creepy, but I can deal." Legolas rolled his eyes.
"Young master Gandalf. I'm glad you've come. Wood and water, stock and stone I can master, but there's a wizard to manage here; locked in his tower" The tree said.
"That's Treebeard." Pippin said.
"And there Saruman must remain. Under your guard, Treebeard." Gandalf nodded solemly.
"Well, let's just have his head and be done with it!" Gimli said gruffly.
"No," Gandalf shook his head. "he has no power anymore."
"The filth of Saruman is washing away. Trees will come back to live here." Treebeard said, with happiness in his voice.
The others kept talking, but Lee noticed that Pippin had jumped down from behind Aragorn and was splashing through the water.
"Young trees, wild trees..." Treebeard was saying.
"Pippin!" Aragorn had also noticed what the small Hobbit was doing.
Pippin acted as though he could not hear them and continued to splash through the water. He stuck his hands in the water and pulled out a black ball that looked to be made of stone.
"Bless my bark!" Treebeard cried in surprise.
As everyone was looking towards Pippin, Lee stared at Treebeard. 'Bless my bark?' she mouthed to herself. She shook her head. "Alright then..."
"Peregrin Took, I'll take that, my lad." Gandalf held his hands out to take it. Pippin looked at Gandalf, then at the stone. He looked hesitant. "Quickly now!" Gandlaf said more forcefully.
Pippin handed it to him and looked away. Gandalf immediately put the stone ball underneath his cloak. Pippin looked back at Gandalf, but the wizard just rode away.
"Come, Pippin." Aragorn said gently, grabbing the Hobbit and pulling him up to sit behind him once more.
Lee felt out of place standing next to this Elf and Wizard, still not knowng anything about where she was, why she here or anything like that. In fact it made her head hurt. 'I really need to meditate on this whole situation...thing...merbob. Okay. Maybe I should ask some questions.'
"So, whose the dude with the crown?" she asked Legolas.
He stiffened. Lee grinned, knowing that she was very close to driving him off the deep end.
Gandalf also noted this and answered for him. "That is King Theoden. He is the King of Rohan."
"Which is like one of the main countries here?" Lee asked.
"Yes, I think."
"And now we're going to do a tribute thing for those who died in the battle that I happened to land in?"
"Yes." Legolas said. "Speaking of which-"
"Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead!"
"Hail!" Lee said with the others and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Aragorn hesitated for only a moment and then raised his glass also. Her sensitive hearing caught him murmering, "Hail."
Lee saw Eowyn walk over to Aragorn and this time she could not hear what they were saying. But it looked like she was just doing the whole 'cheers' thing. Which didn't bother her, but at the same time she didn't like the way that Eowyn was looking at him.
"Hey Legolas-"
"Ask me another question Lady, and I give me your word you will regret it." Legolas did not even turn to her but just stared straight ahead. Lee grinned at him.
"Whatever you say Blonde."
"What did you call me?" Legolas finally did turn to her, but she was no longer there. He spotted her walking towards Merry and Pippin, who were asking for larger mugs, for they only had their hobbit sized ones.
"Well," Gandalf said to the Elf beside him. "She is certainly an individual."
"It would appear so." Legolas agreed. "But I wonder, who is she? Where did she come from? Why is she here?"
"Yes. I also would like to know these things." Gandalf looked over at Aragorn who was standing in a corner by himself. "Perhaps I will go ask Aragorn what he thinks."
"Have fun." Legolas muttered to himself, walking over to stand near Gimli the Dwarf. As much as he hated to admit it, he was beginning to think of the Dwarf differently. But that did not mean that he liked him.
Legolas turned his thoughts to the woman and pondered the questions he had asked Gandalf earlier. He shook his head. ['There are too many questions and it is beginning to annoy me. I will have to have my own talk with Lee, weather Gandalf has his own or not.] Legolas watched as Lee laughed at something Pippin had said to her. He sighed. ['The time to ask Lee questions and for her to answer will present itself, and I have a feeling it is not too far away]'
Authors Note- Okay, All how did I do? PLEASE leave me a review. I will be eternally grateful. And maybe you can go read my other stories. wink, wink, nudge, nudge MOVING ON! A lot of the beginning of this story is told from Legolas' point of view, but when you get to know Lee better, more of the story will be told from her point of view. Okay then, any questions, just ask me! I love to answer questions about my stories, just go ask CB. Or e-mail me, I don't care. I like to meet friends...online? Okay, I'll shut- up now.
Private Lizzie (my other nickname, what do you think)
Chapter 2
One Question Two Many
"So, where are we going?" Lee asked. Legolas sighed. He had been unlucky enough to ride on the same horse with her. And she would not stop asking him questions.
"We are going to Isengard." He said for the ten-thousandth time.
"Why?"
"To go find Merry and Pippin."
"Oh." She sat in silence for a moment. "Who are they?"
"Ga! Stop asking so many questions!" he snapped. Next to them, Aragorn chuckled, listening to the two.
"Are you alright Legolas?" He asked with a grin.
"Fine." He said stiffly.
"Liar." Lee turned to Aragorn. "He's just mad because he got 43 and I got 44." She smiled triumphantly.
"42." Gimli muttered.
"He was twitching!" Legolas said exasperatedly.
"Was not."
"Oh get over it!" Lee rolled her eyes.
Aragorn laughed out loud. Gandalf rode over. "What is going on over here? I could hear you all the way over there."
"Legolas was being an ass." Lee informed him.
"A what?" Lee laughed.
"You know, an ass." She looked around at them. "Okay, maybe not." She looked away, turning red.
Everyone else shrugged. Aragorn began asking Gandalf when they were going to reach Isengard. Gimli was muttering to himself about who knows what. And Legolas studied the woman in front of him.
Lee looked to be about 19 or 20 in the years of Men. Or at least Legolas assumed that she was of the Men race. She did not look like an Elf. She was certainly not a Hobbit or Dwarf. But at the same time, she carried herself like an Elf would, and seemed to have an Elf's aura. She had blonde hair that was coated with dirt from battle. I was tied back in a way so that he could not tell if it was long or short. Her eyes were a striking green that reminded him of home. Mirkwood. She had a good figure, not like Legolas felt like admitting it, and she had a way that made it seem like she knew everything about you, just by looking at you.
"Lady Lee," he asked, "I'm afraid to ask, but what is an 'ass'"
Lee laughed and leaned back so that she could whisper in his ear. Legolas listened and his eyes widened considerably. "Oh." He choked out. He turned bright red, as he came to understand what she said. "Hey!"
Lee laughed again at the look on his face, even though she could not see it. "So are we there yet?" she asked Aragorn.
"Yes." Aragorn nodded his head toward the end of Fangorn Forest.
"Is it supposed to be filled with water? And filled with moving trees," she looked again, "And two midgets smoking...something in a pipe." She whistled. "And a long one at that." Legolas stared at her in wonder. He could barely see that! And he was the one with the Elf eyes.
"So it would seem." Aragorn said as they got closer to the two 'midgets' who were indeed smoking and looked slightly drunk.
"They are Hobbits." Legolas told her.
"Oh."
"Welcome, my Lords, to Isengard." cried Merry cheerfully. (althoug Lee has no idea who this midget was)
"Meriadoc Brandybuck." Legolas whispered to her. "He prefers to be called Merry."
"You-you young rascals," Gimli stuttered. "A merry hunt you've lead us on, and now we find you feasting and...and smoking!"
"We are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts." Pippin defended.
"Peregrine Took." Legolas told her. "He also prefers to be called something other than his real name. Pippin he is called." Lee laughed.
This caught the attention of Merry. "Hey," he said. "Who's that?"
"A friend." Legolas said shortly.
"Named Lee." Lee added. "What are you doing?" she asked. "We are sitting on the field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts." He stated. They all looked at him. "Anyway, the salted pork is particularly good." He continued.
"Salted pork?" Gimli said incredulously.
"Hobbits..." Gandalf muttered.
"We're under orders! From Treebeard, who's taken over management of Isengard." Merry piped up.
"Honestly." Aragorn said. "Come on." The two Hobbits jumped down onto the horses. Pippin behind Aragorn and Merry behind Gandalf also.
"Hey," Lee said. "There's a tower over there...with a moving tree next to it...okay." Lee shrugged. "Kind of creepy, but I can deal." Legolas rolled his eyes.
"Young master Gandalf. I'm glad you've come. Wood and water, stock and stone I can master, but there's a wizard to manage here; locked in his tower" The tree said.
"That's Treebeard." Pippin said.
"And there Saruman must remain. Under your guard, Treebeard." Gandalf nodded solemly.
"Well, let's just have his head and be done with it!" Gimli said gruffly.
"No," Gandalf shook his head. "he has no power anymore."
"The filth of Saruman is washing away. Trees will come back to live here." Treebeard said, with happiness in his voice.
The others kept talking, but Lee noticed that Pippin had jumped down from behind Aragorn and was splashing through the water.
"Young trees, wild trees..." Treebeard was saying.
"Pippin!" Aragorn had also noticed what the small Hobbit was doing.
Pippin acted as though he could not hear them and continued to splash through the water. He stuck his hands in the water and pulled out a black ball that looked to be made of stone.
"Bless my bark!" Treebeard cried in surprise.
As everyone was looking towards Pippin, Lee stared at Treebeard. 'Bless my bark?' she mouthed to herself. She shook her head. "Alright then..."
"Peregrin Took, I'll take that, my lad." Gandalf held his hands out to take it. Pippin looked at Gandalf, then at the stone. He looked hesitant. "Quickly now!" Gandlaf said more forcefully.
Pippin handed it to him and looked away. Gandalf immediately put the stone ball underneath his cloak. Pippin looked back at Gandalf, but the wizard just rode away.
"Come, Pippin." Aragorn said gently, grabbing the Hobbit and pulling him up to sit behind him once more.
Lee felt out of place standing next to this Elf and Wizard, still not knowng anything about where she was, why she here or anything like that. In fact it made her head hurt. 'I really need to meditate on this whole situation...thing...merbob. Okay. Maybe I should ask some questions.'
"So, whose the dude with the crown?" she asked Legolas.
He stiffened. Lee grinned, knowing that she was very close to driving him off the deep end.
Gandalf also noted this and answered for him. "That is King Theoden. He is the King of Rohan."
"Which is like one of the main countries here?" Lee asked.
"Yes, I think."
"And now we're going to do a tribute thing for those who died in the battle that I happened to land in?"
"Yes." Legolas said. "Speaking of which-"
"Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead!"
"Hail!" Lee said with the others and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Aragorn hesitated for only a moment and then raised his glass also. Her sensitive hearing caught him murmering, "Hail."
Lee saw Eowyn walk over to Aragorn and this time she could not hear what they were saying. But it looked like she was just doing the whole 'cheers' thing. Which didn't bother her, but at the same time she didn't like the way that Eowyn was looking at him.
"Hey Legolas-"
"Ask me another question Lady, and I give me your word you will regret it." Legolas did not even turn to her but just stared straight ahead. Lee grinned at him.
"Whatever you say Blonde."
"What did you call me?" Legolas finally did turn to her, but she was no longer there. He spotted her walking towards Merry and Pippin, who were asking for larger mugs, for they only had their hobbit sized ones.
"Well," Gandalf said to the Elf beside him. "She is certainly an individual."
"It would appear so." Legolas agreed. "But I wonder, who is she? Where did she come from? Why is she here?"
"Yes. I also would like to know these things." Gandalf looked over at Aragorn who was standing in a corner by himself. "Perhaps I will go ask Aragorn what he thinks."
"Have fun." Legolas muttered to himself, walking over to stand near Gimli the Dwarf. As much as he hated to admit it, he was beginning to think of the Dwarf differently. But that did not mean that he liked him.
Legolas turned his thoughts to the woman and pondered the questions he had asked Gandalf earlier. He shook his head. ['There are too many questions and it is beginning to annoy me. I will have to have my own talk with Lee, weather Gandalf has his own or not.] Legolas watched as Lee laughed at something Pippin had said to her. He sighed. ['The time to ask Lee questions and for her to answer will present itself, and I have a feeling it is not too far away]'
Authors Note- Okay, All how did I do? PLEASE leave me a review. I will be eternally grateful. And maybe you can go read my other stories. wink, wink, nudge, nudge MOVING ON! A lot of the beginning of this story is told from Legolas' point of view, but when you get to know Lee better, more of the story will be told from her point of view. Okay then, any questions, just ask me! I love to answer questions about my stories, just go ask CB. Or e-mail me, I don't care. I like to meet friends...online? Okay, I'll shut- up now.
Private Lizzie (my other nickname, what do you think)