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Chapter 5
"Calanon?" A beautiful blonde haired elven lady came behind Calanon.
"Vendethiel," he responded.
"What bothers you my husband?" Vendethiel asked. "The note from your father?" Calanon nodded.
"He wants me to go back to Mirkwood for a while," he said. "I have a feeling that Legolas is somehow involved."
"Go back then," his wife replied. "I will wait for your return."
"Then go I shall," he said. "I will leave tomorrow at dawn. I'll go tell Caladwen."
"Caladwen?" Calanon knocked on his daughter's door. "May I come in?"
"Yes Ada." He opened the door and walked in.
"I have to go to Mirkwood tomorrow," he said to his daughter, who was sitting on her bed, reading. She looked up from her book.
"Why?"
"Your grandfather says he wants me to go back, just for a while," he stroked her soft blonde hair.
"Okay, so I'll see you in a while?" she asked. Calanon nodded.
"I'll be going tomorrow at dawn," he said.
"Bye Ada," the elfling said. "Promise to come back?"
"Yes, I promise," Calanon said. He hugged her tightly. He stood up and looked at Vendethiel. They also hugged.
"Bye meleth nin," he said. my love
"May the Valar be with you," she said to him. Calanon mounted his horse and galloped in the direction of Mirkwood.
Legolas and his patrol were walking cautiously around the trees. They had abandoned their horses and left them to go home. The trees in this part of the forest were to close to each other, it was dark and haunting, for Dol Goldur is near, and Legolas plans to head back before they reach it, which would be really soon.
"Something is wrong here," Idhrenion said. "Really wrong, don't you sense it?" the others stiffened.
"The Necromancer is planning something," Legolas replied.
"Should we head back now?" Alyon, another elven warrior asked.
Legolas shook his head. He could just hear his father's intense yell if he didn't find out what the Necromancer was doing. "Not yet. Not until I find out what the Necromancer is doing."
"If he hasn't already begin doing what he's planning, then it would be impossible," Thorontur, yet another elven warrior, pointed out. Beinion, who was at the front looking around cautiously gasped.
"What's wrong?" Legolas asked.
"T-there's literally thousands of orcs, marching towards us."
Thranduil looked out of his window impatiently. There was something wrong, something that was nagging at him. There is a big evil somewhere, he knew this, for every time he looked towards the south, a shiver would go down his spine.
I hope Legolas will be okay.
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