Disclaimer: See Prologue

A/N: A lot of the ideas for the Prologue and Chapter 1 came from Aireroswen's story, "Bound and Torn"; but I did it unintentionally. So if anyone who has read her fic, and is reading mine, and you find something that sounds a lot like hers, PLEASE tell me in a review or an e-mail. I do not want to be taking another person's ideas and try to make them my own. So please, if you notice something that I have missed, tell me so that I may correct it. Thank you!

Chapter 2

The King muttered in his sleep. Dawn would be upon the land in a few short hours and he found it impossible to fall into a deep, dreamless slumber. The King finally sighed and sat up in bed, emitting a cold draft across his wife, which woke her up. "What is it, milord?" she asked sleepily.

"That be-damned Elf!" Quasir exclaimed. "He has something about him that I can't quite place! It maddens me!"

"He's perfect," the Queen murmured. Quasir looked at his wife. "Yes," she continued," he's perfect in every way imaginable. But what puzzles me is, you think of him a slave, you do not treat him as one. Aren't you afraid he will escape? And another thing; why an Elf?" The Queen smiled and patted her husband's arm. "Get some rest, my darling; we will have a busy day tomorrow."

The King sighed again. He really nothing against the Elven race; his father, the Old King, had and his son was more like the Old King every single day. But Quasir had a thirst for power and land. He would do almost anything to gain more land and to have more people bow down to him. Capturing the Elven prince would surely made Aragorn angry and to get his friend back safely, Quasir knew the Gondorian king would most definitely even give up the throne if Legolas' life depended on it. But this matter could be dealt with when morning came. The Haradrim king lay down next to his wife and fell into a deep sleep.

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Damean snapped his eyes open as he heard his personal guard yell out a warning. He leapt off the coach he had fallen asleep on and raced to his front door. There he saw the Elven prisoner wrestling with the sentry. "Your Highness," he panted, "help!" Damean kicked Legolas in his midsection, which caused the Elf to slide a couple feet from the two Haradrim. He jumped to his feet only to be pinned to the floor beneath the heavy, smelly guard.

Reinforcements came and hauled Legolas out from underneath their comrade and closed manacles around his slim wrists. They then pushed the Elven prince against the wall and one held a sword to the base of his throat. Legolas slowed his racing heart and willed himself to breathe more quietly. "That was very stupid, Prince Legolas," Damean spoke calmly and peacefully. His eyes and face betrayed the look of anger, admiration, hate, and something Legolas didn't recognize. "And for that display of foolishness, you will be punished."

Legolas stared at Damean with his intense blue eyes. A breeze blew around him, bringing with it the scent of sand and pine. He closed his eyes and inhaled the wind, remembering times when he would lay out in a clearing in the woods, watching the clouds. He could lie there all day with moving a muscle. A harsh slap to the face brought him back to reality. "Answer your Prince when he asked you a question!" one of the men said gruffly. Legolas continued to stare with his piercing gaze.

Damean sighed. "Fine!" he snapped. "Take him to chamber KK-1928. I will be there shortly with Master Shedlock."

Responses to Reviews

Aireroswen: I would like to deeply apologize again. I seriously had NO intention of doing what I did. Please point out anymore mistakes that I may have in the chapters to come. I will re-read them to make sure, but I might miss something. If you notify my about it, I will most definitely mention that you own that idea/phrase in my next update.

Exrated: Hears the next chapter! I am so sorry it took longer than I anticipated.

Red Autumn: Here's the next chappy! I hope you liked it. Thanks for the review!

Avril: Yep! All girls gotta have some fun. I just love to have my fun with Leggy!

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Lomelinde: Yes, he his very evil.