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Number 44: Battle
Before they reached the banks of the river, all of them heard the battle raging on. At the cry of one of the Nazul, Amaris flinched. She looked at her companions and sighed. She didn't know for sure if they all would survive but she would not let any of them die, even if that meant her losing her life to save one of them. "We are ready to dock. Take cover," Aragorn said in a low voice. Amaris' heart began to race as she kneeled down next to Legolas. Amaris looked at him and feeling her eyes on him, Legolas looked up at her.
"Le melin (I love you), Legolas. Please be careful," Amaris whispered. Legolas looked deep into her eyes and she could feel love pour from him as well as concern.
"Le melin, Amaris. I will be careful and you will be careful. I do not want to lose you," Legolas said his voice deep in his whisper.
"You will not lose me, meleth nîn." Amaris no more finished her sentence when the boats came to a stop. Her heart stopped for a moment when she heard one of the orcs call out.
"Late as usual! Pirate scum! There's enough work here that needs doing!" the orc called. Amaris looked up at Legolas who's once kind and loving eyes were dark and ready for battle. Amaris closed her eyes and readied herself for the fight to come. As she opened her eyes, she readied her bow in her left hand and waited for Aragorn's signal. "Come on, you sea rats! Get off your ships!" With that Aragorn signals for them to jump and all four of them jump from the edge of the ship and land on the shore. The orcs were shocked at first but then grasped their weapons with smiles on their distorted faces. Amaris heard Gimli say something but she ignored him and drew an arrow from her quiver and charged. Amaris saw the orcs' faces fall when she felt the rush of the dead army go by and through her and watched as they took down the orcs quickly.
The battle raged on and they had made their ways onto the fields. Amaris had spent her arrows and was using her sword to slash through the orcs that came upon her. As she drew her sword from a fallen orc she heard Aragorn call out to Legolas and looked up and saw Legolas making his way up one of the giant Mûmak. Amaris' eyes went wide and she prayed quietly that he would not be hurt. Suddenly, she saw a blade swinging towards her. Amaris quickly raised her sword and blocked the oncoming blow. However, the orc had another blade and swung it cutting her once injured leg again. Amaris screamed out in pain and dug her sword deep into the assaulting orc's stomach. She twisted her sword causing the orc to scream and fall dead. Amaris slowly pulled out her sword and looked around. All the enemy as well as Rohan and Gondorian soldiers laid dead on the field. The dead army swarmed through killing every last orc.
Amaris took a deep breath and placed her hand over her leg. The wound was bleeding but she did not think it fatal. She spotted Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn not far off and smiled, thankful to know that all of them were alright. Amaris made her way over to them and when she tripped on a fallen orc she caught herself on her injured leg. She screamed out and Legolas looked at her quickly and ran over to her. Legolas raised her slouched form by her shoulders and looked at her.
"Amaris! Where are you hurt?" Legolas asked as he looked in her face that was scrunched up with pain. Unable to answer at the time, Amaris looked down at her right leg and Legolas followed her eyes. He sighed when he saw the gash on her leg. "You will lose too much blood if you continue to walk on your leg. I will carry you to the city and we will have your wound taken care of." Amaris opened her mouth to protest when Legolas placed two fingers on her lips. "Do not argue with me, meleth nîn. You will make this wound fatal if you continue to walk on it. You will lose too much blood." Amaris sighed and nodded in defeat. Legolas carefully picked her up and carried her towards Aragorn and the others. Aragorn had just released the army of their oath and they were looking over the field. Aragorn spotted Legolas carrying Amaris and sprinted over towards them.
"What happened?" Aragorn asked as he looked at Amaris.
"Well, I seem to have a knack for cutting cut on my right thigh. For some reason I think my right leg is cursed," Amaris said to try and lighten the mood. Aragorn smiled and shook his head and she felt Legolas release a silent chuckle.
"I do not think your leg is cursed Amaris, I just think you leave your right side open too much," Aragorn said with a smile. Amaris gave him a fake shocked and horrified look only causing the man to let out a laugh. Aragorn looked at Legolas and smiled. "Take her to the house of healing. They should be able to take care of her quickly." Legolas nodded and started for the city. Amaris looked up at Legolas and sighed.
"Maybe I should be injured more often, it seems like I always end up in your arms somehow," Amaris said with a smile. Her attention was to be funny but the look Legolas gave her told her he took it otherwise.
"You will always be in my arms whether you are injured or not. I, however, prefer you unharmed," Legolas said as he turned his attention back ahead of them. Amaris smiled at him but hen her smile slowly left her face. They began their way up to the house of healing after entering the city walls before she spoke again.
"This will leave another scar on my leg, Legolas." Amaris laid her head on his shoulder and she felt him sigh.
"It does not matter. No one shall ever see it." He said trying to reassure her. The rest of the journey was in silence as Amaris fought a battle in her head. As they went inside there were many healers bustling about. "Excuse me?" Legolas said politely. The womenpaused a brief moment and nearly swallowed her tongue when she looked up at the two elves. Legolas gave her a kind smile. "My betrothed was injured in the battle; she has a wound that needs stitching. Is there a place she may rest until she can be tended?" The women looked at Amaris and smiled.
"You may rest there," she said pointing to a cot towards the right. "I will send a healer over in a moment." Amaris smiled at her as did Legolas.
"Thank you milady," Legolas said as he turned and carried Amaris over and sat her down on the cot. Legolas sat next to her on her left and took her hand in his lacing their fingers together. Amaris finally got the courage to speak to him and looked in his eyes.
"Legolas," Amaris started and Legolas gave her a soft smile. "You said no one will ever see the scars on my leg but, that's not true." Legolas furrowed his brow slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"You will see them." A tear slowly made its way down her cheek but Legolas quickly wiped it way.
"Amaris, I told you while we were in Edoras. The scars do not take away your beauty. They add to it. Every day you grow more beautiful in my eyes. I love you and I am bound to you for eternity. I would never have it any other way." Legolas cupped her cheek and kissed her lips gently. Another tear escaped her eye but it was not one of sadness. It was one of happiness.
Legolas was alright and Aragorn and Gimli were well. As far as she kneweveryone else thatshe held dear were alright and right now as Legolas kissed her gently she felt more loved then she ever had before. When they pulled away Amaris smiled at him.
"I love you too," Amaris whispered before she placed a chaste kiss on his lips. Legolas smiled at her and was about to speak when they both heard someone approach. They looked up and smiled when they saw Aragorn coming up to them, concern evident on his face.
"How is your wound?" Aragorn asked as he kneeled before her. Amaris could tell something was not right but she decided to answer his question.
"It is alright. The bleeding has stopped, it just needs to be cleaned and stitched. We're waiting for a healer," Amaris said as she looked into his eyes. Aragorn nodded and Amaris saw sadness in his grey depths. "Aragorn, what is it?" He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"King Theoden is dead and Eowyn severely injured," Aragorn said. Amaris took a sharp breath and brought her hand to her face covering her mouth. "She killed the witch king defending her uncle. I am on my way to assist in her treatment. Eomer is greatly shaken. Pippin is searching for Merry in the field as he rode in with the Rohirrim." Amaris nodded and felt Legolas' grip on her left hand tighten. A healer came up to the three and Aragorn excused himself. The healer kneeled before Amaris and opened her leggings more to have better access to her injury. She did not feel the burning sensation of the disinfectant or the pain of the stitching. She was too overcome with worry for her friend that lay injured and the one missing.
When the healer was done, he left an ointment with Legolas and Amaris looked over at Legolas who gave her a slight smile. "Come Amaris. We must get you cleaned up and changed. I don't think you want to wear ripped leggings," Legolas said as he helped her stand. Amaris just nodded and when she went to take a step pain hit her leg and she gasped. Legolas, without warning, scooped her up into his arms and kissed her forehead. "Do not worry meleth nîn. All will be well, you will see." Amaris closed her eyes and prayed for the recovering of Eowyn and that Pippin would find Merry alive.
