Chapter 1
Ari's POV

After I had delivered my award-winning statement, Blondie just stared at me. "Dumbass, we're not in 'Tolkien-land' as you so eloquently put it, we're in Middle Earth, in a forest by the Fellowship's encampment." Know-it-all. I just gaped at her, and then glanced back at Legolas and Aragorn. Damn, Leggy was HOT! Now isn't the time for perverted thoughts, Ariadne Larine Lee, I thought, mentally smacking myself. Ouch. That hurt. Wait a second. Why am I talking to myself? Fucking mental, I am! Shaking my head to rid myself of the voices in my head, I turned slowly back to the elf and the king. Moving hurt, my head was throbbing, and I could feel fragments of glass embedded in the skin, which hurt like a bitch and probably didn't look good either. Just my luck: I meet a super-sexy elf prince and my whole head is black, blue and blonde, with fragments of beer bottle stuck in the skin. Shit.

Legolas spoke again, nearly making me melt into a little puddle at the sound of that voice. "You two look injured. Please, allow us to assist you." I was too tired and in too much pain to resist, and a glance at my sister told me that she was in the same state, so I nodded. "Fine, we'll let you help us," I said begrudgingly, accepting Legolas' hand and allowing him to pull me gently to my feet. I looked up at him, head still spinning from the pain and softening my tone ever so slightly, said: "Uh, Legolas?" I was met with a patient "Yes?" nearly making me melt and fall on my poor little head again. "Thanks," I said, marking the first time in 22 years that I'd ever allowed a guy who I didn't know to help me. Hell, I didn't even let people I DID know help me, as I'm a prideful person. Legolas just smiled at me dazzlingly, I felt like fainting. And actually, I did just that.

The last thing I saw was Aragorn helping my sister carefully onto his horse before the pain in my head got the better of me. Dammit. That cut my Leggy-staring time down considerably. The world spun in front of my eyes before going totally black. All I remember was a pair of strong arms wrapping around me, preventing me from falling down to the ground, and a soft voice whispering comfortingly in my ear, then I saw and heard no more.