Part Four

A few minutes later, a fork in the path faced the two of them. One had a sign saying Plaqwell Road, the other Greenwich Road. They walked down Greenwich road and spotted the house easily. Most of the houses were painted a deep green. But one had spectacular colors splashed on it! Red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve and cream and crimson and silver and rose and azure and lemon and russet and gray and purple and white and pink and orange and blue!

"That is definitely Aunt Helenae's house. Always a fan of color she was." said Legna, staring at the brilliant house. Legolas gazed intently at every color, how the red melted into yellow, the yellowed flowed into green and so on. Legna, followed by Legolas, walked up the stone path. The grass outside the wild house was well-kept, decorated with tulips and flowers of the Elven kind. Legna's light, fair colored hand reached forward and grasped the solid, gold knocker. It was of two snakes, twined together into a heart. She knocked three times and stepped back. Her grandmother, Mestlanea Warkanott, answered the door.

"Baby Legna!" she exclaimed, "Helenae, come here, it's Legna!" the old woman stepped aside and Legna and Legolas stepped in.

"Nana Mest! How good it is to see you!" Legna said, embracing her grandmother. Mest had blue-gray hair, same color as her eyes. It was pulled back in an elegant knot.

"And Prince Legolas! What brings you two to Rivendell? Wedding business between the prince and Leofa?" Mest asked, noticing Legolas's presence just as Helenae came over.

"Actually, we're on a journey at the moment." Legna said shyly after hugging her Aunt Helenae or as she called her, Aunt Hele. Hele had reddish hair, just like her brother, Minkey. It fell beyond the end of her spine, reaching her knees. She had gray eyes, just like Minkey, Mest, and of course, Legna. Hele and Mest looked at eachother, confused.

"You see, she had a vision…" Legolas said. The four of them had settled down for tea after Mest and Hele had badgered them to tell the whole story.

"Bianica was going to be murdered, so I just had to go and try to save her." Legna said as Legolas sipped his tea. "He followed me." Hele nodded, signifying she understood.

"So you are off to the Shire to save Bianica?" Mest asked, taking a bite out of her Lemba's bread. Legolas and Legna nodded gravely.

"Well, we shouldn't keep you from pursuing the task at hand." Hele said. Mest nodded and handed the two each a large basket of food. Inside was various meat such as venice, cow, pig, rabbit, etc.. there was also fruit, drinks, Lemba's bread, Lemba's bread and even more Lemba's bread, cheese, soup, and normal everyday bread.

"Thank you so very much." Legna said, getting up from her seat.

"Yes, thank you and it's been great meeting you." Legolas said, also getting up.

Legna gave Mest and Hele two more hugs each and she and Legolas set off, leaving the beautiful city and it's flowers and trees and waterfalls behind. Legolas sighed.

"We still have a good 350 miles to go..." he said, dispirited.

"To bad we don't have our horses." Legna said, stressing the word horses. Thinking of Magna, out on her own brought great emotional pain. What would become of Magna if she were to get lost?

Legolas frowned and continued walking.

"Now, you do know about the Lost Realm of Arnor, correct?" Legolas asked, as they quickened their pace.

"I'm not sure. Tell me about it." Legna said, starting to warm up to the Prince.

"Well, when you stray too close, you get drawn into it's power. Once in the Lost Realm of Arnor, it's almost impossible to venture your way out. You'll be stuck there forever, just like Hevious Arnor himself." Legolas said gravely, his brow narrowed.

"What a load of rubbish." Legna scoffed. Why should she believe such a legend? She had not believed most of the stories told about Legolas, why should she believe the stories legolas told her?

"I'm not joking. This is serious stuff you need to know to make it to the Shire. Once you cross the Last Bridge, you must stand your ground and stay to the right!" Legolas instructed. Legna rolled her eyes, making Legolas bite his lip out of worry.

A few hours later, they reached the Last Bridge.

"Before you cross, do you promise to stick to the road, stay to the right, and do not stray towards to Lost Realm?" Legolas demanded, putting his arm out to stop Legna from passing.

"Yes, you're not my mother, I can take care of myself." Legna said. Legolas put his arm down.

"I'm just trying to help." he pointed out. Legna nodded, understanding Legolas only meant to help.

And slowly, she stepped up onto the bridge. Legolas followed her very closely.
Legna looked up to the left. Clouds rested close to the ground, covering the Lost Realm of Arnor from view.

"Resist the temptations to move towards the Realm." Legolas said encouragingly.

"I'm trying my best, Legolas." Legna said truthfully. Legolas raised h is eyebrows.

"You haven't called me by my first name in a while. Does that mean you forgive me of whatever I have done to anger you?" Legolas asked hopefully. Legna considered the question, at the same time as resisting the Realm.

"Well, we are going to be with eachother for a while in order to get to the Shire, so yes, Legolas, I forgive you for angering me." Legna said.

"That's good. I don't like to travel with grumpy people that don't like me. I already went through it with Gimli for quite a while, though now we are great friends." Legolas said. Legna laughed heartily.

"And there is the fact you're getting married to my sister in…how long is it?" Legna asked.

"Well, it was scheduled to be the first of something..." Legolas said, trying to think of the wedding date.

"The first of Forlithe I believe." Legna said suddenly.

"And I believe today is the 31st of Thrimridge meaning the wedding is in..." Legolas couldn't do the math! But Legna could.

"Legolas, it's tomorrow!" Legna exclaimed unhappily.

"The wedding!" They both gasped together.

"It's nearing Midnight, we could never make it back in time! It took us two weeks just to get here!" Legolas said grumpily.

"Legolas, I'm so sorry. If I hadn't--" Legna was cut off. Legolas spoke up,

"No. It's my fault. I should've let you go on your own. I know it's not fun to have someone tag along." Legolas sighed miserably.

"Well, I'm kind of glad you came. The trail may have collapsed if you weren't here to tell me it's much too weak. I never would have survived." Legna said gently. Legolas and Legna smiled at eachother.

"Well it's for Frodo's wife and Frodo is a very dear friend to me, so Leofa will have to wait to say 'I do.'" Legolas said, half laughing.

"Well, I suggest we settle down under this tree and sleep for at least two or three hours." Legna said, nodding over to a nearby tree. But Legolas shook his head.
" 'Tis too dangerous. the Realm will take us as we sleep. We can not resist when we are only semi-conscious." Legolas said darkly. Legna sighed and yawned, but understood. So the pair of Elves strode on, wanting very much to get to their destination.

"If my calculations are correct, we should be at the Shire by tomorrow night." Legolas yawned.

"Then we should be in time to save Bianica from her horrible fate." Legna said, suddenly full of energy. No more yawns for her!

"Even after walking for hours and hours, you still have plenty of energy." Legolas said happily.

Legna smiled at him and pushed him playfully. "No, I'm serious!" Legolas said, seeing Legna was laughing.

"Yeah, and that's what makes it so funny!" Legna teased, giggling some more. Legolas laughed too. He looked over at Legna. Her face was alive with energy and laughter. Her gray eyes seemed to sparkle. He just seemed to notice how pretty she really was. Legna looked at him. She noticed how his nose wrinkles when he laughs. Sort of like a cute little puppy dog. Except Legna didn't think he was cute. Right? She wasn't really sure what she thought. She didn't know what to expect. And she really didn't expect what happened next. Legolas kissed her. And she didn't pull away; she let him kiss her. Because deep down inside, she knew she wanted him to kiss her. Minutes later, when they finally drew away, Legna's cheeks grew red with embarrassment.

"I--I don't know what to say, Legolas except-- I really didn't expect that." Legna said, half laughing.

"Me neither..." Legolas agreed. An awkward minute passed. And suddenly, the two of them laughed. They laughed because they knew they were making a big deal out of one stupid, meaningless kiss. They laughed for hours about the oddest things. Stuff like "Toads hop to get around!" or "Pail! What a funny word!"

And hours and hours and hours later, when they had all of their giggles or chuckles out of them they reached the Old Forest cornering the Shire.

"We did it!" Legna exclaimed.

"Yes!" Legolas cried happily. In all the excitement, the two didn't realize what they were doing and hugged. When they drew away, there were no red cheeks. They both felt it was a "friend" hug not a "romance" hug. One hour later, they entered a land where everything was miniature. Much too small for them to live comfortably.

"Do you know where their house is?" Legolas asked, clueless. Legna nodded and led Legolas to a small hobbit's hole. They knocked on the door.

"Who goes there?" came Frodo's voice. He sounded sleepy. Legolas and Legna couldn't blame them. It was almost Midnight.

"Some old friends." Legolas said joyfully. Frodo opened the door and broke out into a smile.

"Legolas! My old friend! And Legna, great to see you! Come in, come in!" Frodo said happily. The two elves ducked inside and sat down on two wooden chairs.

"Where is Bianica?" Legna asked gravely.

"She should be home very soon." Frodo said enthusiastically.

"Legna?" came a voice. Legna and Legolas spun around.

"Bianica! You're okay!" Legna exclaimed.

"Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?" Bianica asked, sitting down next to Frodo.

"Well, that's the reason Legna and I came here." Legolas said seriously.

"Bianica, you may die tonight."

A/N- I know this story sucks, but I wrote it last summer and a lot of my stories sucked that summer...but it's a new summer and hopefully, my stories will be much better! Don't worry, only one chapter left! lol PLEEZ REVIEW!