Chapter 8 Towards the enemy.

Elrond had insisted that Legolas should rest for another two days to make sure that the wound was well healed before any talk of when they should leave. Miawynn felt her heart grow heavy when ever she walked into any room that held her husband and his friends discussing the trip, finally she made up her mind, there was no way that she intended that she was going to be left behind. In bed that night, as she lay in his arms.

"Legolas I want to go with you," Legolas turned to her,

"You know that I can not allow that," He said softly.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because its to dangerous," He told her.

"For that matter it dangerous every where," She said. She was trying to keep her voice even, she had to go why else would Gandalf wanted her blood in that blade. Legolas knew what she said was true.

"We intend to go into Knoi's lair, be reasonable Miawynn,"

"I do not want to be reasonable," She told him firmly. "I do not want to be parted from you again. Its not as if I do not know how to take care of myself," Legolas sighed knowing that she was able to.

"Let me talk to Aragorn," Legolas swung his legs out of the bed and dressed. He left the room and walked the short way to his friends room, he tapped lightly on his door. "Aragorn its me,"

"Come in my friend," Legolas reached down and entered the room. Aragorn stood on the balcony looking out over the city.

"Do you not sleep?" Aragorn smiled.

"Lets just say I had an idea you would be calling tonight," He said softly. Legolas slumped down into a chair.

"Miawynn wants to come with us," He told the man. Aragorn nodded and came in and sat down in the chair next him.

"I thought she might," He sighed.

"Its to dangerous for her," Legolas stated stubbornly. Aragorn looked at his friend with a smile.

"Do you remember when you first met?" He asked with a smile.

"How can I forget," Legolas said wistfully.

"As I recall she dressed in male clothing patrolling her fathers manor," He said. "And as I recall the first time that I saw her she had a dagger to your throat,"

"That was your fault," Legolas said indignantly. "You had made such a din with breakfast I wouldn't have heard an horse coming," Aragorn laughed.

"The point is my friend is that she is able to take care of herself," His face turned serious, "Plus Gandalf wanted her blood in that blade for a reason. She probably will be far safer with us than here,"

"I still," He said his voice uncertain. "I want her to come but I!" Aragorn reached out and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"What dose your heart tell you not your head," Legolas sighed and nodded. He had made his decision for better or for worst Miawynn would be going with them.

They rose early next morning and prepared to leave.

"Are you sure about Miawynn going with you?" Thrandiul asked Legolas.

"Yes Ada," Legolas embraced him.

"Valar protect you," He said softly.

Elrond and Celebrain stepped up to Aragorn, Celebrain embraced the surprised man, as did Elrond.

"Good luck and goodbye my son," Elrond looked at Aragorn as he mount his horse and knew that no matter what the out come he had seen his foster son for the last time. Gandalf mounted on his horse with Gimli behind him turned to them.

"Are we ready?" He asked. They all nodded. He turned shook hands with Elrond and Frodo, then nudge his horse forward and left the city. Frodo watched them leave.

"I should have gone with them," He said sadly. Elrond placed his hand on his shoulder.

"No little one," He said to him. "You have done enough, this danger is not yours to face," Frodo sighed and his eyes followed them as they left, wishing them all to return safely.

While they rode through the woods that surround the city for miles they felt fairly safe. The trees had agreed to give warning if anything began to follow them or tired to sneak up on them.

"It seems to working well for now," Legolas said. "Your presence seems to be confusing them," Gandalf looked at him.

"And how would you know that?" He asked him. Legolas's face became puzzled.

"I do not know," Aragorn pulled his horse up beside them.

"How did Melkor create these creatures?" He asked. Gandalf gave a frown.

"As far I can tell, in much the same way as he did the orcs ,"

"May be that is where the answer to the question lies," Aragorn said to them. "If the elves that he used where sindar then maybe that's why," Gandalf nodded.

"And it would also explain why Legolas is the one who has to destroy them," Miawynn said.

"Aye that would make sense," Gimli muttered.

It took them three days to reach the edge of the wood, the ground before them seem bleak and grey. Dead tree stumps littered the ground.

"Looks something Mordor," Gimli said softly.

"Melkor hated the light all he wanted was darkness," Gandalf said back.

"Will these creatures be able to bring him back from the void?" Gimli asked. Gandalf looked at the range of hills in front of them.

"I know not,"

Legolas had heard the conversation and looked at Aragorn who shrugged his shoulders. They decided to rest the night in the protection of the trees and continue on the next morning.