A/N: I'm kind of surprised I haven't gotten a review yet, but oh well. I'll update anyway.
Chapter 8: Journey to Helm's Deep
Estellia walked silently beside her horse Pernn. Legolas walked up beside her and watched her for a moment.
"Estellia, may I speak with you?" he asked softly.
"What is it you wish to say, my lord?" she replied coolly.
"You needn't be so formal."
"I am a March Warden. It is my duty."
"Estellia, stop it."
She bowed her head. "As you wish," she said softly.
"I wish to speak with you about what happened in the training room."
She walked faster, but Legolas matched her pace. "I do not wish to speak of it."
He caught her hand so she had to turn and face him. "Why do you reject me?" he whispered.
She removed her hand from his then walked away. The memories were far too painful; she did not wish to relive them. She mounted her horse and rode forward, leaving Legolas behind.
Estellia rode, lost in thought, as Pernn followed those before him.
"You cannot ask me to simply forget that I ever loved you!" Estellia cried. "You were the one that begged for my love, and now you wish to remove it?"
"It was a mistake I shouldn't have made. I never should have asked you to agree to it," the ellon replied. (male elf)
"So be it," she said coolly. "I hope you enjoy your elvish whores."
She was jerked from her thoughts as Theoden called out, "All riders to the head of the column!"
Pernn leapt forward at her bidding, and she joined the fray, rendering many Orcs headless with a single blow. The battle lasted no more than fifteen minutes, and Estellia dismounted when she saw Legolas standing at the edge of a cliff. She approached him slowly.
"My lord…?"
"Aragorn…" Legolas couldn't continue, and Estellia set her hand on his shoulder.
"Get the wounded on horses," Theoden ordered his men. "The wolves of Isengard will return." He hesitated when he looked to Legolas. "Leave the dead."
Legolas turned to the king in shocked anger, but Estellia put a hand on his arm and gently shook her head. Legolas walked away in unspoken grief, and she slowly followed after him.
The reached Helm's Deep without further incident, and Estellia dismounted slowly watching as Legolas left with his head bowed. She felt grieved by his loss, but she had no way to comfort him.
A/N: It's so sad, isn't it? Estellia just rejects him because of a jerk you'll all meet in The Battle of Helm's Deep.