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=== means change settingThe Wounds of the Pastby: firewingz
Chapter 9: Attack
The guards surrounding the palace were always on high alert, in case another attack of spiders should invade. For now though, all was quiet, almost too quiet. The surprise attack earlier had only left few soldiers wounded, since surprise had been on their side. One Imladris soldier looked around himself, he was just released off duty and started to dart off into the Mirkwood forest.
"Ilisien!" Another guard shouted. Ilisen stopped dead in his tracks, who was just about to report to this master in the depths of the forest.
"Ilisien, where are you going?"
"Oh, I'm just going to...to check out this part of the forest."
"Are you sure you want to go alone? I can go with you," the elf volunteered.
"No, that's okay. I should be meeting up with a patrol where I'm going. There is no need to worry," Ilisien thought quickly, covering his tracks.
"Alright then, I'll catch up later."
The other elf walked back into the main security group before leaving the stray elf alone. Ilisien let a grin play on his face before he went to find his master.
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"Master Rahnir, Legolas will be leaving soon with Elrond. They're heading to Lothlorien," Ilisien reported to his master.
"I see. We don't have enough time left. We have to strike before Galadriel notices. When are they leaving?"
"Tomorrow morn," answered the obedient elf.
"We'll strike tonight," Rahnir responded as an evil grin covered his face.
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Legolas sat in his room and looked at the empty space on his wall, where the picture of his family had only recently resided. The young prince of Mirkwood could not help but wonder for the hundreth time where his father might have gone. He had a feeling they were right under his nose, but currently he could not think of anything. He sighed and looked at the now lack of color in the sky. The stars could be seen so plainly from his spot by the balcony.
The trees had been whispering urgent calls since night fell, but Legolas' mind could not focus on what the trees were trying to say. Perhaps, he shouldn't go to Lothlorien, perhaps he should stay in Mirkwood to wait for his father and his people.
The young prince shook his golden head and decided to come up with an answer tomorrow morning. His body needed the rest and his mind was already sleep deprived. Legolas changed into his comfortable bed clothes before slipping underneath the covers. His head hadn't yet reached the pillow when his eyes glazed over into instant deep sleep.
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"Ada," Estel urged. "Should we leave Legolas all alone in his room. I swear i saw someone in his balcony the night before last."
"Estel," Elrond soothed. "Legolas is a very pride elf, he would not want someone to be standing guard over him at all times. You know how he is?"
"Yes, but I would feel better if we checked in on him from time to time."
Elrond sighed, Estel was being stubborn again. But the lord of Imladris could tell why. He nodded his head in approvel. "Alright Estel. I'll place some guards on discreet posts for his safety."
"Thank you ada. I'll go check on him now before I go to sleep."
Elrond smiled, and let him go. The lord of Imladris could not help but know that Estel would one day be a great King.
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Ilisien and his master crept carefully to his room. They knew that Estel or a guard would soon be assigned here. They had to quickly get it done, or else they would not have another such perfect chance. Ilisien opened the door carefully and signaled for his master to follow. Ilisien stood by the door, to keep guard. His master withdrew an ornately carved knife from his robe and proceeded to the still sleeping prince.As Ilisien's master crept closer, he saw that Legolas was smiling in his sleep, no doubt dreaming of happier days with his mother and father.
"Master, hurry. We haven't much time," Ilisien whispered.
Rahnir glared at Ilisien who quickly quieted and kept on high alert. Rahnir glanced at Legolas and couldn't help but remember everything he's lost. He raised the knife above the prince's beating heart, "This is for my son, Thranduil," Rahnir whispered before slicing the beautiful knife through Thranduil's son's chest.
To Be Continued.
I hope this chapter made sense. And I'm sorry this chapter took a while to be written. Please forgive me? looking with hopeful eyes The whole thing with Rahnir will be answered in the next chapter. Please, if there's any suggestions about how to continue this story or how my grammer sucks and where I need improvement, please tell me. Thank you!! Please RR and thank you to everyone who is reviewing.
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