Not a rape fiction this time Manders1953, sorry it squicked you so much. I'm trying to stay away from that, might be attempts, but that's all…. Ok? On with the fic!
Chapter 3--Fighting Back
Legolas's heart pounded so hard he feared it might burst. He could feel many people watching, but no one, not even his boss moved to help. He would have to stop this on his own as always.
"Tongue tied, Elf? No matter, I have a use for it," the man smirked, pulling Legolas closer. His eyes widened when something pricked him. He looked down and paled when he saw the tip of a thin dagger at his groin. He looked up into glittering blue eyes.
"I have a use for this dagger as well. Release me or you will find out exactly what it is and I do not think you will like it," Legolas hissed.
"I could have you arrested for this!" the man growled.
"Aye and with a flick of my wrist I could geld you," Legolas returned. His voice was frighteningly calm.
"Bah, you are not worth the bother," the man said. He released Legolas's wrist and shoved him away from him.
Legolas sighed in relief and sheathed the dagger then returned to the bar. He put his serving tray down and took a couple deep breaths to calm himself.
Darren glared at him. "Have you taken leaved of your senses? You can not threaten one of my patrons with a knife!" he said. "I ought…"
"Perhaps if you would have stepped in when he grabbed me it would not have been necessary. I agreed to clean and serve, not play the slut for you," Legolas retorted before he could continue. He refilled his tray with drinks and went back to work.
Darren muttered something half to himself, but at the end of the night Legolas received his full pay and after dinner he lost himself in reverie and dreamed of his beloved Mirkwood.
In Rivendell
Elrond looked up as Glorfindel entered his study. "What is it, Glorfindel?" he asked.
"A message from Mirkwood. Queen Rhianna is dead and King Thranduil wishes to know if Legolas is here and wishes that he be brought back to Mirkwood. It does not matter if he is willing or not," Glorfindel said.
"Rhianna is dead? Why would they think Legolas is here and why in Arda would he be unwilling to return home?" Elrond asked.
"This was with the message," Glorfindel said and handed Elrond a scroll.
Frowning, Elrond opened the scroll and read it then his eyes widened. He seemed shocked. "Do you know what this is?" he asked.
"What?" Glorfindel asked, worried.
"It says that Legolas escaped the dungeons the night before he was to have been executed for the murder of his mother!" Elrond said.
"Legolas? He loved Rhianna! He would have never killed her! This is madness!" Glorfindel said.
"Aye, it is madness indeed and I intend to get to the bottom of this," Elrond said. He wrote a reply and handed it to Glorfindel. "Give this to the messenger. He may rest here and return to Mirkwood in the morning if he wishes. After that send my sons to me," Elrond ordered.
Glorfindel bowed respectfully to his Lord and left.
Elrond went to stand at the window, trying to figure out what on Arda made Thranduil think Legolas had killed his mother.
Soon Elladan, Elrohir and Aragorn hurried into the study. "Ada? What is wrong? Glorfindel said you needed to see us right away. Has something happened?" Elrohir asked.
"Aye, something has indeed happened," Elrond said and he began to explain….
A/N: So you like my twist? I don't know what Legolas's mother's fate was, but I've seen a lot of fictions where Legolas was accused of killing Thranduil and I wanted to do something different. Blame the darned plot bunnies'! It's their fault! Happy Memorial Day and R/R please!