Between the Lines
(Look! I found a title!)
By penpunk
Disclaimer: See past chapters
(a/n): I meant to put the elvish translations at the end of the last chapter but I kind of forgot so you get them now:
Cormamin lindua ele lle: My heart sings to see thee
Lle anta amin tu?: Do you need help?
Tenna' ento lye omenta: Until we meet next
Slightly re-written.
Chapter 5: A Change in Plans
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Kat couldn't erase the smile on her face. For days, she rode uncomfortably in her riding dress and high-heel like sandals. Now, dressed in a pair of black leather riding pants and a man's dark blue tunic, she was in heaven. Kat had even discarded her shoes, daring to go barefoot.
Legolas was at ill ease watching Elenril smile all the time. Partly, he hated to see her so happy, while he rode in disdain next to her, a woman he despised. He was uneasy partly because of her smile itself. It was so warm and inviting, much different then he remembered. Elenril usually had a quality to her smile that bewitched the senses of everyone who came across it, enticing beyond belier, only to be devoured by the very mouth that formed that smile and spit back out in an instant. Legolas realized after a moment that he had been looking at the she-elf for a few minutes. He quickly tore his eyes away and shook his head. He wouldn't fall for her trap again.
Kat watched Legolas out of the corner of her eye. He was watching her with a stupid look on his face. Kat desperately wanted to shout out, "take a picture, it'll last longer," but her continuing lack of voice prevented such. Although it angered her for him to be looking at her like that, she was also intrigued. Truth be told, her curiosity had been on overdrive since she had got up that morning. Her little escapade with some man in the woods the previous night was enough to be curious at. Her first thought had been that it was in fact Endir who had comforted her. He seemed likely, since he obviously was attracted to Elenril. Whoever it had been, though, put Kat in a much better mood than the previous days.
As they rode on throughout the day, the trees began to thicken, finally the edge of Mirkwood Forest coming into view. Legolas held out a hand and stopped.
"We have reached the edge of Mirkwood," Legolas slowly started to advance his horse. "We continue riding throughout the night. I do not feel safe sleeping in this part of the forest. Is that alright with you."
Kat nodded, grateful for finally being able to ride during the night. For once, she could avoid conversation with the elf and avoid sleeping on the cold hard ground. The other told her that an elf would not mind sleeping on the ground, but Kat reminded it that her mind was still human and very much modern.
Kat looked over and saw Legolas looking up at the quickly darkening sky. The brightest of the stars were beginning to show themselves. A light wind was blowing across the vast and dense forest, blowing around the tall dark trees. Nothing could be heard but the faint rustle of the leaves and a faint sound of song. Kat looked back over at Legolas, who was riding a distance away from her side, yet close enough for her elvish ears to pick up the song his was singing to himself. Kat blinked in surprise. He had a beautiful voice. Strange to think that such harsh and biting words could come out of a mouth that sung so melodiously. Kat closed her eyes and listened to the words:
O mor henion I dhu (From darkness, I understand the night)
Ely siriar, el sila (dreams flow, a star shines)
Si linna I waew trin ylf (Through branches now the wind sings)
Ai! Aniron eskamin (Ah! I desire my home)
Tiro! I eria e mor (Look! A star rises out of the darkness)
I 'lir en el luitha 'uren (the song of the star enchants my heart)
Eller til lye (Lead us there)
Aniron eskamin (I desire my home)
Kat fought back tears as she listened to the words of the song. What she wouldn't give to be back at Julie's flat, talking about boys and eating ice cream out of the carton. Even the thought of food made her homesick. Elves had centuries and mellinia to perfect their recipes. You would think the food would be better.
But most of all, Kat wanted someone to talk to. Someone to tell her crazy dream to. That's all she could do. No one would ever believe otherwise. Her heart sunk lower. She greatly desired a voice, but why? No one would believe she was from the twenty-first century. No one would believe she was from the real world and all this was just some thought out of a man's head.
Kat wiped away the tears that were threatening to fall and realized that Legolas had stopped singing and was looking at her with a strange expression. She smiled briefly at him before turning her gaze back to the scenery ahead.
"My Lady? Elenril, are you well?" asked Legolas as he directed his horse closer to hers. "Do we need to stop?"
Kat continued to wipe the tears out of her eyes and shook her head. Legolas looked at her for a moment longer before turning his gaze back.
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Legolas tried his best to keep a face of indifference as he watched Elenril beside him, but inside, he was all awe and amazement. In all the years he had known Elenril, he hadn't once seen her cry. Now, in the last two days, he had seen her cry twice. In the woods the previous night, he had followed her, feeling remorse for the cruel words he had said. He watched her sink to the ground and bring her knees to her chest. It was a side to the woman he had never seen before. She was so helpless and vulnerable. What amazed Legolas the most was the way she melted into his arms, like she belonged there, fitting snuggly into his embrace. The Elenril he knew, or thought he knew, never showed weakness, never showed emotion.
And now, she was crying again. Had something happened in the years they were apart?
"No Legolas! Do not be daft. Do not be a fool. You cannot fall for her again. She will only tear out your heart."
Legolas shook his head of the thoughts swarming in it and continued looking into the darkness ahead.
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Kat and Legolas continued riding through dawn. Kat had succeeded in falling asleep atop her horse, but for the first time, falling asleep as most elves do, with her eyes open. Although she inhabited the body of an elf, she wasn't quite sure she possessed the same physical and metal abilities. Her hearing was great and far superior to that of her human hearing, but the whole sleeping with eyes open wasn't doing her any good. She still felt tired and was having second thoughts about riding through the night.
The one question weighing on her mind was the immortality of the elves. Was she actually immortal? It wasn't something easily tested nor was she going to stick around long enough to find out. She had to find a way out of this place. She didn't belong here. She didn't know how to leave either. Kat didn't know what forces brought her here or why, but she had to find out. Maybe it had happened before. Maybe others had fallen into this world before her. All she needed was a voice.
By mid afternoon, nothing much had changed. They rode in silence, Legolas in front, Kat lagging behind a bit. Legolas noticed her horse getting tired, and stopped his by a stream running through.
Kat was thankful for the stop. Her horse was tired, she was tired, and the other was even tired. She dismounted and led her horse over to the stream, where it refreshed itself with the cool water. Kat did the same, taking handfuls of cool water and bringing them to her dry lips. Legolas brought his horse down as well, but he walked back and leaned back on a tree, watching his companion.
Kat stood up and wiped her wet hands on her blue tunic. She walked over to a tree of her own and sat down next to it, leaning back on it and closing her eyes. Legolas watched her, a question itching in the back of his mind. He had been pondering over the question since the previous night, after he had watched Elenril wipe the tears from her eyes. He debated over whether to walk over to her and ask her, or to wait, or to forget it because he was being naive. He decided against his better judgment and walked over, sitting in front of her.
"Lady Elenril," began Legolas. She didn't move or open her eyes, but he continued to talk. "There had been something I've been meaning to ask you. I've been pondering over it and well, I'm not sure what your reaction will be. You'll probably think me crazy. Well, I. . . are you listening to me?"
Kat didn't move.
"Elenril? I'm asking you a question! Is it really that hard to take your mind off yourself for one minute?" Again, Kat did not move. "Fine, never mind. I. . ."
Legolas stopped as he saw tears slipping from Kat's closed eyes. Her jaw became clenched and her hands were rolled up in tight, white-knuckled fists.
"Elenril?" Legolas reached over and laid a cool hand on her forearm. She recoiled and shook off his touch, but not before he could feel how hot her skin had become. "Dear Eru!"
Legolas stood up quickly and took Kat up in his arms. He had to get to his father but he was still days away.
He laid Kat in the cool grass and proceeded to unpack his horse, putting his belongings on Kat's steed. The elvish horse would be smart enough to follow, so he could lighten his own horse and go faster. He knelt beside Kat after preparing the horses and checked her over. Her eyes were still closed and her muscles were still tense. Legolas took up her hands and rubbed them between his own, trying to get them to relax. They loosened a little under his touched, but her knuckles were still white.
Legolas got back up and walked over to the stream. He took off his outer tunic and dipped it in the water. He brought in back over to Kat and wrung it out over her, trying to bathe her feverish body in the cold water. He would have put her in the stream itself, but he had seen humans die of being too chilled before, and he wasn't going to risk anything with this mysterious elven sickness.
Suddenly, she relaxed, letting out a deep breath like she had been holding it in for a long time. Her eyes were still closed and she seemed to have dropped off into a troubled sleep. Her head began to thrash back and forth. Legolas dropped down to her. She started to mumble incoherently. Finally, words began to form. Legolas looked on in awe as he heard her speak for the first time since he had found her in the forest in a similar state. Granted, she was delirious and half-conscious, but she finally had a voice. Legolas just hoped that she would wake up and be able to use it.
He pulled Kat back into his arms and remounted his horse. He would ride nonstop until home. He only prayed he would make it in time. She needed him. She need him for the first time ever.
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Kat opened her eyes, struggling to keep them open. Her throat burned and itched. Her head was on fire. The images in front of her started to focus and she saw that she was no longer in the wilderness. The room was very much the same style and size as the one she had in Rivendell, but this one was much darker. She tried to sit up but was stopped by a gentle hand on her shoulder. She slowly moved her head and saw that it was Legolas at her side, holding her back.
"My Lady needs to rest," he said as he covered her back up with the white linen sheets. She shook her head and pointed to her throat making a face of pain. Legolas smiled knowingly and left her side momentarily, returning with a cup of water. He put something in the cup before handing it to her. He helped her sit and brought the cup up to her lips. She grabbed it and began drinking greedily.
"My Lady," he said with a laugh, "there is more where that came from, I assure you."
She shifted her eyes to him but continued to drink until she finished off the cup. Instantly, she felt warm and tired. He had obviously drugged her but she didn't care. The pain was leaving her exhausted body and that was all that mattered. Legolas laid her back down on the bed and covered her up with the blankets and linen sheets. She fell into a warm and comforting sleep.
Kat awoke with a strong drumming in her ears, but when she moved her head, it became less insistent. She placed her hand on the surface and opened her eyes in surprise when she felt the surface move up and down in breath. Legolas was beside her, one arm flung over his face, the other hanging off the bed with an almost dry rag in it. She was pillowed against his chest, one bare leg stick out of the blankets and crossed over one of his. Feelings of embarrassment warred with contentment.
She lifted her head slowly and sat up, trying not disturb Legolas in his slumber. She looked around and tried to get a better idea of her surroundings. The other informed her that she was in the palace of the King of the Northern Wood.
"That's impossible," said Kat. "We were at least four or five days away."
She froze. She spoke. She spoke? She had a voice? She had a voice. The words sounded weird but she understood and she could speak. She could speak! A wide smile grew over her face. Forgetting all about the pain she had experienced earlier, she stood up on the bed and started to jump up and down.
"I can speak! I can talk! I can sing!" she cried as she bounced merrily up and down on the huge bed. Legolas woke with a start, almost flying off the bed as Kat bounced. He suddenly realized what was going on and smiled as he saw Kat's happiness. He chuckled loudly and startled Kat so badly, she lost her balance and fell off the side of the bed. Legolas laughed harder as she fell and all he could see after was her one leg sticking up in the air over the bed. He crawled to the other side of the bed and looked down at his fallen companion.
"I can talk Legolas," said Kat in a less enthusiastic and more pain filled voice.
"Yes, I can see that," he said with a smirk. "Are you alright?"
Kat nodded and tried to pull herself up off the floor, but the pain that had disappeared after the discovery of her voice returned. Legolas chuckled again and held out a hand. He pulled her up and got up off the bed.
"Where am I," asked Kat as she straightened her dress. "And why am I in a dress?"
Legolas smiled.
"The ladies who attended you were quite disgusted to see you dressed so. . . er, manly. They dressed you in something more fitting of your status. As to where you are, I would like to welcome you to Mirkwood, my Lady, to my home."
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I found a title! You'll know why its named "Between the lines" in a few chapters. Lets see, next chapter: what happened to Kat and stuff pertaining to that. Oh, and why Legolas was in the same bed as her. More stuff to come! I think I've mentioned how much I love writing this before so I won't say it again. Thank you all for all the great reviews and ideas for titles. I hope you all like this chapter.
By the way: the song is a combination of Aniron from FotR, The Ents from TTT and a few lines of my own. Yeah, I don't own any of that either.
Responses:
Artemis AKA Bob: Hey, thanks for all the cool titles. Very much appreciated. Thanks so much for the review!
Kincaid: Thanks! I must say, the idea may not be very original, but I'm having fun with it nonetheless. Thanks for the super nice review!
LilOne: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this chapter.
AngelsExist: Wow, that was a very encouraging review, I must say. I did take that part out of my summary, by the way. But its true, I can never think of good summaries, at least ones that could do my story any justice at all. Thanks for the title idea. I finally came up with one! Thanks for the review. I hope you like this chapter.
Kd: Thanks. I'm glad you think it's interesting. Hope you like this chapter.
Alatariel: Yes, I agree. A plot is always a good thing. Thanks for the review!
Allora Gale: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this update.
By penpunk
Disclaimer: See past chapters
(a/n): I meant to put the elvish translations at the end of the last chapter but I kind of forgot so you get them now:
Cormamin lindua ele lle: My heart sings to see thee
Lle anta amin tu?: Do you need help?
Tenna' ento lye omenta: Until we meet next
Slightly re-written.
Chapter 5: A Change in Plans
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Kat couldn't erase the smile on her face. For days, she rode uncomfortably in her riding dress and high-heel like sandals. Now, dressed in a pair of black leather riding pants and a man's dark blue tunic, she was in heaven. Kat had even discarded her shoes, daring to go barefoot.
Legolas was at ill ease watching Elenril smile all the time. Partly, he hated to see her so happy, while he rode in disdain next to her, a woman he despised. He was uneasy partly because of her smile itself. It was so warm and inviting, much different then he remembered. Elenril usually had a quality to her smile that bewitched the senses of everyone who came across it, enticing beyond belier, only to be devoured by the very mouth that formed that smile and spit back out in an instant. Legolas realized after a moment that he had been looking at the she-elf for a few minutes. He quickly tore his eyes away and shook his head. He wouldn't fall for her trap again.
Kat watched Legolas out of the corner of her eye. He was watching her with a stupid look on his face. Kat desperately wanted to shout out, "take a picture, it'll last longer," but her continuing lack of voice prevented such. Although it angered her for him to be looking at her like that, she was also intrigued. Truth be told, her curiosity had been on overdrive since she had got up that morning. Her little escapade with some man in the woods the previous night was enough to be curious at. Her first thought had been that it was in fact Endir who had comforted her. He seemed likely, since he obviously was attracted to Elenril. Whoever it had been, though, put Kat in a much better mood than the previous days.
As they rode on throughout the day, the trees began to thicken, finally the edge of Mirkwood Forest coming into view. Legolas held out a hand and stopped.
"We have reached the edge of Mirkwood," Legolas slowly started to advance his horse. "We continue riding throughout the night. I do not feel safe sleeping in this part of the forest. Is that alright with you."
Kat nodded, grateful for finally being able to ride during the night. For once, she could avoid conversation with the elf and avoid sleeping on the cold hard ground. The other told her that an elf would not mind sleeping on the ground, but Kat reminded it that her mind was still human and very much modern.
Kat looked over and saw Legolas looking up at the quickly darkening sky. The brightest of the stars were beginning to show themselves. A light wind was blowing across the vast and dense forest, blowing around the tall dark trees. Nothing could be heard but the faint rustle of the leaves and a faint sound of song. Kat looked back over at Legolas, who was riding a distance away from her side, yet close enough for her elvish ears to pick up the song his was singing to himself. Kat blinked in surprise. He had a beautiful voice. Strange to think that such harsh and biting words could come out of a mouth that sung so melodiously. Kat closed her eyes and listened to the words:
O mor henion I dhu (From darkness, I understand the night)
Ely siriar, el sila (dreams flow, a star shines)
Si linna I waew trin ylf (Through branches now the wind sings)
Ai! Aniron eskamin (Ah! I desire my home)
Tiro! I eria e mor (Look! A star rises out of the darkness)
I 'lir en el luitha 'uren (the song of the star enchants my heart)
Eller til lye (Lead us there)
Aniron eskamin (I desire my home)
Kat fought back tears as she listened to the words of the song. What she wouldn't give to be back at Julie's flat, talking about boys and eating ice cream out of the carton. Even the thought of food made her homesick. Elves had centuries and mellinia to perfect their recipes. You would think the food would be better.
But most of all, Kat wanted someone to talk to. Someone to tell her crazy dream to. That's all she could do. No one would ever believe otherwise. Her heart sunk lower. She greatly desired a voice, but why? No one would believe she was from the twenty-first century. No one would believe she was from the real world and all this was just some thought out of a man's head.
Kat wiped away the tears that were threatening to fall and realized that Legolas had stopped singing and was looking at her with a strange expression. She smiled briefly at him before turning her gaze back to the scenery ahead.
"My Lady? Elenril, are you well?" asked Legolas as he directed his horse closer to hers. "Do we need to stop?"
Kat continued to wipe the tears out of her eyes and shook her head. Legolas looked at her for a moment longer before turning his gaze back.
*****
Legolas tried his best to keep a face of indifference as he watched Elenril beside him, but inside, he was all awe and amazement. In all the years he had known Elenril, he hadn't once seen her cry. Now, in the last two days, he had seen her cry twice. In the woods the previous night, he had followed her, feeling remorse for the cruel words he had said. He watched her sink to the ground and bring her knees to her chest. It was a side to the woman he had never seen before. She was so helpless and vulnerable. What amazed Legolas the most was the way she melted into his arms, like she belonged there, fitting snuggly into his embrace. The Elenril he knew, or thought he knew, never showed weakness, never showed emotion.
And now, she was crying again. Had something happened in the years they were apart?
"No Legolas! Do not be daft. Do not be a fool. You cannot fall for her again. She will only tear out your heart."
Legolas shook his head of the thoughts swarming in it and continued looking into the darkness ahead.
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Kat and Legolas continued riding through dawn. Kat had succeeded in falling asleep atop her horse, but for the first time, falling asleep as most elves do, with her eyes open. Although she inhabited the body of an elf, she wasn't quite sure she possessed the same physical and metal abilities. Her hearing was great and far superior to that of her human hearing, but the whole sleeping with eyes open wasn't doing her any good. She still felt tired and was having second thoughts about riding through the night.
The one question weighing on her mind was the immortality of the elves. Was she actually immortal? It wasn't something easily tested nor was she going to stick around long enough to find out. She had to find a way out of this place. She didn't belong here. She didn't know how to leave either. Kat didn't know what forces brought her here or why, but she had to find out. Maybe it had happened before. Maybe others had fallen into this world before her. All she needed was a voice.
By mid afternoon, nothing much had changed. They rode in silence, Legolas in front, Kat lagging behind a bit. Legolas noticed her horse getting tired, and stopped his by a stream running through.
Kat was thankful for the stop. Her horse was tired, she was tired, and the other was even tired. She dismounted and led her horse over to the stream, where it refreshed itself with the cool water. Kat did the same, taking handfuls of cool water and bringing them to her dry lips. Legolas brought his horse down as well, but he walked back and leaned back on a tree, watching his companion.
Kat stood up and wiped her wet hands on her blue tunic. She walked over to a tree of her own and sat down next to it, leaning back on it and closing her eyes. Legolas watched her, a question itching in the back of his mind. He had been pondering over the question since the previous night, after he had watched Elenril wipe the tears from her eyes. He debated over whether to walk over to her and ask her, or to wait, or to forget it because he was being naive. He decided against his better judgment and walked over, sitting in front of her.
"Lady Elenril," began Legolas. She didn't move or open her eyes, but he continued to talk. "There had been something I've been meaning to ask you. I've been pondering over it and well, I'm not sure what your reaction will be. You'll probably think me crazy. Well, I. . . are you listening to me?"
Kat didn't move.
"Elenril? I'm asking you a question! Is it really that hard to take your mind off yourself for one minute?" Again, Kat did not move. "Fine, never mind. I. . ."
Legolas stopped as he saw tears slipping from Kat's closed eyes. Her jaw became clenched and her hands were rolled up in tight, white-knuckled fists.
"Elenril?" Legolas reached over and laid a cool hand on her forearm. She recoiled and shook off his touch, but not before he could feel how hot her skin had become. "Dear Eru!"
Legolas stood up quickly and took Kat up in his arms. He had to get to his father but he was still days away.
He laid Kat in the cool grass and proceeded to unpack his horse, putting his belongings on Kat's steed. The elvish horse would be smart enough to follow, so he could lighten his own horse and go faster. He knelt beside Kat after preparing the horses and checked her over. Her eyes were still closed and her muscles were still tense. Legolas took up her hands and rubbed them between his own, trying to get them to relax. They loosened a little under his touched, but her knuckles were still white.
Legolas got back up and walked over to the stream. He took off his outer tunic and dipped it in the water. He brought in back over to Kat and wrung it out over her, trying to bathe her feverish body in the cold water. He would have put her in the stream itself, but he had seen humans die of being too chilled before, and he wasn't going to risk anything with this mysterious elven sickness.
Suddenly, she relaxed, letting out a deep breath like she had been holding it in for a long time. Her eyes were still closed and she seemed to have dropped off into a troubled sleep. Her head began to thrash back and forth. Legolas dropped down to her. She started to mumble incoherently. Finally, words began to form. Legolas looked on in awe as he heard her speak for the first time since he had found her in the forest in a similar state. Granted, she was delirious and half-conscious, but she finally had a voice. Legolas just hoped that she would wake up and be able to use it.
He pulled Kat back into his arms and remounted his horse. He would ride nonstop until home. He only prayed he would make it in time. She needed him. She need him for the first time ever.
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Kat opened her eyes, struggling to keep them open. Her throat burned and itched. Her head was on fire. The images in front of her started to focus and she saw that she was no longer in the wilderness. The room was very much the same style and size as the one she had in Rivendell, but this one was much darker. She tried to sit up but was stopped by a gentle hand on her shoulder. She slowly moved her head and saw that it was Legolas at her side, holding her back.
"My Lady needs to rest," he said as he covered her back up with the white linen sheets. She shook her head and pointed to her throat making a face of pain. Legolas smiled knowingly and left her side momentarily, returning with a cup of water. He put something in the cup before handing it to her. He helped her sit and brought the cup up to her lips. She grabbed it and began drinking greedily.
"My Lady," he said with a laugh, "there is more where that came from, I assure you."
She shifted her eyes to him but continued to drink until she finished off the cup. Instantly, she felt warm and tired. He had obviously drugged her but she didn't care. The pain was leaving her exhausted body and that was all that mattered. Legolas laid her back down on the bed and covered her up with the blankets and linen sheets. She fell into a warm and comforting sleep.
Kat awoke with a strong drumming in her ears, but when she moved her head, it became less insistent. She placed her hand on the surface and opened her eyes in surprise when she felt the surface move up and down in breath. Legolas was beside her, one arm flung over his face, the other hanging off the bed with an almost dry rag in it. She was pillowed against his chest, one bare leg stick out of the blankets and crossed over one of his. Feelings of embarrassment warred with contentment.
She lifted her head slowly and sat up, trying not disturb Legolas in his slumber. She looked around and tried to get a better idea of her surroundings. The other informed her that she was in the palace of the King of the Northern Wood.
"That's impossible," said Kat. "We were at least four or five days away."
She froze. She spoke. She spoke? She had a voice? She had a voice. The words sounded weird but she understood and she could speak. She could speak! A wide smile grew over her face. Forgetting all about the pain she had experienced earlier, she stood up on the bed and started to jump up and down.
"I can speak! I can talk! I can sing!" she cried as she bounced merrily up and down on the huge bed. Legolas woke with a start, almost flying off the bed as Kat bounced. He suddenly realized what was going on and smiled as he saw Kat's happiness. He chuckled loudly and startled Kat so badly, she lost her balance and fell off the side of the bed. Legolas laughed harder as she fell and all he could see after was her one leg sticking up in the air over the bed. He crawled to the other side of the bed and looked down at his fallen companion.
"I can talk Legolas," said Kat in a less enthusiastic and more pain filled voice.
"Yes, I can see that," he said with a smirk. "Are you alright?"
Kat nodded and tried to pull herself up off the floor, but the pain that had disappeared after the discovery of her voice returned. Legolas chuckled again and held out a hand. He pulled her up and got up off the bed.
"Where am I," asked Kat as she straightened her dress. "And why am I in a dress?"
Legolas smiled.
"The ladies who attended you were quite disgusted to see you dressed so. . . er, manly. They dressed you in something more fitting of your status. As to where you are, I would like to welcome you to Mirkwood, my Lady, to my home."
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I found a title! You'll know why its named "Between the lines" in a few chapters. Lets see, next chapter: what happened to Kat and stuff pertaining to that. Oh, and why Legolas was in the same bed as her. More stuff to come! I think I've mentioned how much I love writing this before so I won't say it again. Thank you all for all the great reviews and ideas for titles. I hope you all like this chapter.
By the way: the song is a combination of Aniron from FotR, The Ents from TTT and a few lines of my own. Yeah, I don't own any of that either.
Responses:
Artemis AKA Bob: Hey, thanks for all the cool titles. Very much appreciated. Thanks so much for the review!
Kincaid: Thanks! I must say, the idea may not be very original, but I'm having fun with it nonetheless. Thanks for the super nice review!
LilOne: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this chapter.
AngelsExist: Wow, that was a very encouraging review, I must say. I did take that part out of my summary, by the way. But its true, I can never think of good summaries, at least ones that could do my story any justice at all. Thanks for the title idea. I finally came up with one! Thanks for the review. I hope you like this chapter.
Kd: Thanks. I'm glad you think it's interesting. Hope you like this chapter.
Alatariel: Yes, I agree. A plot is always a good thing. Thanks for the review!
Allora Gale: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this update.