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So as you all now this does not belong to me…it all belongs to tolkin…at least the characters do!
On with the story
Chapter Three – Tales of Death
The small golden haired elfling stood still as a statue, concentrating at the target in front of him. He pulled back the arrow and looked along it. With the tiniest of movements he let it go. He didn't move till it hit the target.
"I did it! Look Ada I did it!" he yelled as the arrow hit the centre.
Thranduil smiled at the young elf then turned to his beautiful wife and leaned close.
"I think we have a wonderful archer in our family!" he whispered. Sarlinna smiled and reached for the child as he ran towards them. She lifted him off the ground and hugged him close.
"Nana are we gong to the river today? Ada promised!" asked Legolas as he squirmed in his mothers hold.
"Yes tineth pen but your Adar has lots to do today so he won't be coming!" explained Sarlinna as she placed the elfling on the ground. She watched as the child ran off to find his sister. Then she turned to Thranduil.
"What is wrong?" she asked.
"I fear your trip into the forest. It is not safe!" the tall golden haired elf murmured.
"We will have Liadan with us, she is a trained warrior and good scout! Do not worry so much!" his dark haired wife teased. "Anyway, are you going to tell Las we cannot go to the river?" Thranduil laughed and shook his head.
"I am not that stupid as to upset our little Greenleaf!" he laughed.
"We will be fine! I promise!" Sarlinna said with a kiss.
Legolas sat high in a tree, tears flowing openly down his small face. Not far away on the ground were his Naneth and sister. Sarlinna was lying on the ground, eyes glazed over. Liadan sat beside her, crying. Her long dark hair shielded her face from Legolas's prying eyes. She knew her mother was dead, yet she couldn't tell Legolas. She had to get him away. Hurriedly she wiped the tears from her face and stood to face the tree.
"Las, Legolas? You ok?" she asked.
"Yes Dan, what's wrong with Nana?" he asked in a small voice.
"You have to run back to Ada and get help!" Liadan said firmly.
"But Dan, I'm scared!" sobbed the little elfling. Liadan reached up and took him in her arms. She held him close them set him on the ground.
"Run fast little Greenleaf! Be brave! Run!" she whispered in his ear. Then she watched as he turned and ran towards the palace.
Legolas didn't run far. He hid behind another tree and watched his sister. Something was wrong with his nana, and it wasn't good. He saw dark shapes creeping up to his sister and screamed. This brought Liadan's head up and found her staring at the goblins. Holding her sword before her she faced them, beyond them she saw Legolas.
"RUN!" she screamed at the brother. More then anything, Liadan loved her brother and right now he was in danger. Without a second thought for her own safety, the tall elf maid threw herself at the goblins, hacking and chopping at them. She felt the goblin blade pierce her arm and felt the poison make its way through her blood. As she fell she saw Legolas, running as he was told to.
More then life itself, Liadan loved Legolas. Now she was paying for her love with her death…
"Legolas…" she whispered, "Now you are the last…I am coming Isil..." then darkness claimed her…
so that was my attempt at a cliffy...not very good but hey it was worth it...plaes review!