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Chapter 3: My Prince Once More
Lerolas sighed happily at the thought of finally returning home. Two years, she had ran across the globe, searching for her Prince. And what he hunted.Lerolas thought, if she ever found the Avatar, she would befriend him, and when the time was right, present him to Zuko to take home. But she knew now, Zuko had done it all on his own. He was the greatest man on Earth.
He's my Prince. My Prince once more.
Lerolas thought happily. She started to hum an old Elven lullaby. One that old wives sang in the days of Saoron. (spelling?) When her cousin, and the Companions of the Ring had gone off to defeat the Dark Lord once and for all. It was a song sang by all the wife Elves that awaited their husbands to return to Lorien from war. It was her song.
Lerolas was so busy humming she didn't notice when the captain of the ship returned to wash the torches for the night, so light would be replaced with darkness, and yelled for guards to come immediately. She didn't even notice when the guards threw her into her cell.
Lerolas woke up, with much soreness in her spine.
"Where am I?" She whispered. The guard outside the door heard her, and replied.
"In your cell. But you were so busy singin' last night you didn't notice. But it was a beautiful song. I just might be able to get you out to sing it during Music Night." Lerolas smiled gently. Soldiers, always looking to be happy.
And mine finally is. Just not as happy as he should be.
Lerolas noticed two other people in her cell. Dressed in blue. One was a boy, her age, the other, a girl, just a tad younger.
The boy noticed her, and crawled over as far as his chains permitted him.
"So, you got caught too? Well, you're not alone. I'm Sokka, that's my sister, what's your name?" Lerolas smiled at the boy named Sokka.
"I am Lerolas." Lerolas would have gone into the formal introduction taught to her at the Army base, where new archers were recruited, but stopped.
Her mother had told her that Zuko, the Fire Lord, and his Lady were the only Men on the face of this Earth that knew of the Elves, everyone else, was oblivious.
"Well, Lerolas, nice to meet ya. Did you get caught trying to save Aang too?" Lerolas was about to ask who Aang was, but stopped again. This must be the Avatar!
"No. I was caught while I looked for a friend." Sokka's mouth fell open.
"On a ship of firebenders? Then that means-" Lerolas held up her hand to shut up Sokka.
"I am not a firebender. Nor a citizen of the Fire Nation. But alliances have been formed. And friendships within the alliances." Lerolas said, thinking back to the alliance formed between Men and Elves during her birth.
"Oh," was all Sokka said.
A guard came in, and pointed roughly at Lerolas.
"You, Prince Zuko wants to see ya." Lerolas stood up quietly, and followed the guard.
He was accompanied by a second guard, and they each grabbed one of her arms, and led her up into the sunlight.
Lerolas didn't blink when her eyes met the cruel kindness of sunlight. She was an Elf, who's hearing, smell, and taste had been enhanced ten-fold.
She did blink at the young man waiting for her in the sunlight. Lerolas guessed this was the Prince that had left her, but he had changed much in the last two years.
He no longer held the kindness, and innocence he once had when he was fourteen. He was rock-solid, and looked fierce and deadly. He was full of anger.
And the scar on his left eye, it stook out like a sore thumb.
But he was still the same. He was still Lerolas' Prince.
"Zuko!" She cried, and wrenched her arms out of the soldiers' grips and ran at him. She wrapped her arms around his middle and buried her face into his stomach. She had barely grown in the course of two years.
Zuko, for a moment, didn't recognize her. Then returned her embrace and buried his face into her hair.
"It's nice to see you again, Lerolas. My Elf." Zuko whispered into Lerolas' ear. She smiled happily.
"Likewise, my Prince." Just then, Iroh came up.
"Prince Zuko! That's last nights' intruder! You hug her! Why?" Zuko looked up at his uncle.
"Uncle, this is a friend of old. And I have missed her greatly. I am not allowed to greet an old friend in the manner of my choosing?" Zuko asked calmly. Iroh flushed lightly.
"Sorry, Nephew." Zuko turned to the guards.
"You two! Prepare a room for miss Lerolas! She is our guest, no matter how she got here. And she will be our guest for the remainder of the journey. Plus, her service awaits my father." Lerolas sighed. She was not Royal Blood, so in her alliance from birth, only her service could be offered. Which, meant a life of archery.
How sad.
Lerolas looked up at Zuko.
But when Zuko rules, everything will be different. I will no longer fight, I will sit with him by day. My service won't matter anymore. I'm his Lady.
And he's my Prince. My Prince once more.
Plz! I'm looking 4 lots of reviews! Y don't my stories ever seem 2 b popular? I want my stories 2 b popular! –starts 2 cry-
Gmasangel: yah well, i hate Kata/Aang. but have no fear! there will b only a sliver of Zu/Ka in this story. (thoug sum mite think my sliver is a bit big) it will b mainly Zu/OC. and any others, if i can find a way 2 fit them in.
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