The Lands of Midlearth
Chapter 4- In Which the Plot Thickens Thicker
Legolas's study was…interesting, to say the least. It was the classic library-study, of course, but with odd modern-day accessories shoved here and there.
All right, I am certain that Middle-earth did not have little snow globes. Morgan glared at the offending snow globe, as if it would melt by the force of her gaze.
"So, how d'you like my Palace?" Legolas asked casually. Morgan immediately decided she did not like the situation she was in. For one thing, the look Legolas was shooting her way was definitely creepy. An elf giving someone a flirtatious look was just plain weird.
"Uh, it's nice?" Morgan hazarded. "Nice feng-shui, with the whole…um… hardwood. Yeah." She scuffed her feet nervously on the oak floor.
Legolas grinned.
Shizzit, shizzit, shizzit… Morgan's mind chanted. Very bad things were going to happen, and that was bad. Very bad.
Legolas is hitting on me… this is so creepy…
Morgan glanced sideways, only to find a silver mirror. In it, her reflection stared back at her. When she looked a bit closer, it seemed that her eyes were a bit more sapphire-like than they had been…
Task at hand, Morgan. Focus, moron. This is going to take some finesse.
Morgan looked at the polished-wood desk that Legolas sat behind. On it, there were well-drawn maps and charts.
Morgan peered at the nearest one curiously. It showed a map of the Western part of Midlearth. It showed where the Mitsie Mountains were, where the Path of Rohan was, all the way over to 'Ravendale'.
If I were a Gate, where would I be? Morgan's mind said excitedly. Rivendell, of course! More Mary-Sues go there than anywhere, so that would be the logical place for it to be, right? Right? Of course I'm right.
"See something you like, Lady Morgan?" Legolas asked. "Take what you wish. I'll give you anything."
Morgan gulped slightly, gathered her resolve, and smiled weakly.
"Well, I'm rather interested in this map," she said, hoping she didn't overdose on the sugary-sweetness. "Do you mind if I borrow it for a little while? I promise I'll return it." She flashed the cutest smile she could stomach.
"Of course you can have it," he replied. "What is mine is yours, my Lady."
Morgan suddenly wondered why his speech had just become more proper than it was before.
"Thank you very much," she said. She carefully rolled up the map.
"Are you planning a trip?"
An idea crossed Morgan's mind. It ran through very quickly and nervously, glancing from side to side and trying not to get run over.
It would be safer to go to Rivendell…sorry, Ravendale, with an escort instead of alone. After all, random orc attacks are common in 'Sue stories, so they'd be common here. Legolas would play the role of plot device and kill them all off for me.
Fighting down misgivings, Morgan hastily told Legolas of her plans of taking a trip down to Ravendale.
"I've heard it's so beautiful this time of year," Morgan hazarded, hoping he'd take the bait. She had a sudden realization that, no matter what she had actually said, Legolas would've ended up with her anyway.
Come on… you know you want to…I know you want to…
"Perhaps I should accompany you, Lady. The roads are dangerous," Legolas offered. Morgan quickly agreed, according to the hasty plan that formed in her head.
All right, this is relatively good. I can lose him once we get to Ravendale, and then I can find that Gate and get out of here.
Morgan then went back to her room, and happily found that the Mary-Sues were absent. She found a backpack, shoved clothes and other necessities in it, and threw it unceremoniously into a corner. Tired, unhappy, and otherwise feeling slightly harassed, Morgan took her bottled-up frustration out on the frilly pink comforter. The poor thing didn't stand a chance.
With the comforter reduced to a sad pile of mutilated pink cloth, Morgan fell down onto the (thankfully) white sheets and promptly passed out.
[A/N- Heh. Next chapter. Happy New Year, all.]
UnDeadGoat- I started writing this fic before I knew about Suedom. Sometime before June, I think. It kinda sat on my computer for ages, though.
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