Summary: When an elf joins the company on their quest everything changes, can the trust her? Legolas falls head over heels for her, but her fear of men holds her back, can Aragorn cure her? It's rated for the rest of the chapters I want to make. Please read, n, review, all comments are welcome and much appreciated! (I'm rubbish at summaries as you've guessed).
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the LOTR characters, places etc. I'm just playing with them, if i did own them I'd be filthy rich. This is my second fanfic so I'm still learning!
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Ephona and Amrawo I'm really glad you both like it and I'm defiantly going to continue but my updates will probably be irregular and a little slow because I've got school and a horse to look after. Thank-you!
Lissie Belle thanks for your comments on all the chapters they've helped me. I'm going write in her history somewhere and the men thing. Yes this is a Legolas romance… I know the 3rd chapter totally betrayed Legolas' personality I look at it now and think 'oh my god how bad!' That will not happen again, I wanted Legolas and Nenmîr to get together in Lorien but I didn't want to dwell there too much- If you get me? Sorry for disappointing you!
Please keep your comments coming they are very useful! Warning: - I'm obsessed with horses and I'm going to give them a part in this because I love them. Also stuff trying to put up 2 chapters at a time 1 shall do!
One elf
Chapter 4: The ride of your life
Legolas received a rude awakening by an excited face, with gold curly hair which belonged to Pippin. As soon as the hobbit saw the gleam of those sapphire eyes opening he started.
"What happened last night? Why didn't you wake us up? What did you do?" Asked Pippin eagerly.
"Nothing" Legolas groaned, he could have stayed asleep for another couple of hours but now he was awake he was awake.
"You can't tell us it was nothing when we saw the Lorien guards clearing away dead orc carcasses just outside camp!" protested Pippin.
"Ugh go ask Boromir," Legolas answered standing up.
"Boromir growled at us and scared us away and Aragorn said go and ask Legolas." Pippin explained indignantly. Trust Aragorn, thought Legolas as he stretched.
"It was just a couple of orcs, nothing much at all, I hardly even got to use my knife" Legolas lied, but Pippin fell for it and turned back round to tell the others.
Later that morning Legolas was walking in the woods when he came to a large open field. Strange though it was he went to look, you don't often get fields in a wooded area like Lorien. There he saw Nenmîr walking into the middle of the field, Legolas soon realised they were at Lorien's borders- the ones they'd ran through some days ago. Once you were in this wood you seemed to loose all your bearings and awareness of time.
Nenmîr let out a loud and shrill whistle.
Suddenly a herd of horses thundered over the small hill, all different colours, at this point Legolas would've run if he were Nenmîr but she stayed put. The horses crowded round her making a circle. She had gone in there empty handed and when Legolas moved around his keen elven eye sight picked up her smiling and talking to them in elvish.
Then another horse appeared over the hill, a beautiful red-chestnut stallion with a white star and sock and a grey muzzle, he galloped up to the heard and nosed his way in. It was now Nenmîr's attention was taken, she stroked and cooed at the horse and it in turn nuzzled her, he danced around so that his back was facing Nenmîr.
She vaulted on and the rest of the horses parted to let her pass, she smiled at them then the stallion sprang backwards then jumped forwards into a wild gallop, head arched it swished its tail happily. Nenmîr rode with no saddle or reins but with skill and ease, she urged the stallion on and the two galloped wildly around until Nenmîr whispered something into the horse's ear and they changed direction. Before Legolas knew it the pair was rushing towards him, the horse came to a sliding stop in front of him and Nenmîr dismounted.
"Suilaid Legolas" Nenmîr greeted him with a smile, she'd been planning them words for a along time.
"Hello, I was just watching" he answered weakly looking at the bright red horse.
"Want to join me?" Nenmîr asked eagerly, keep things simple so you don't get tongue tied. He was wearing a green tunic and green breeches, with a belt that bore a small knife. His gold hair swayed in the breeze and his cerulean blue eyes twinkled.
"Uh, yes but what would I ride?" he answered unsurely, it was ages since he rode bareback. Yet he couldn't turn down this offer, she wore khaki breeches and a green tunic, she was armed with twin blades. She'd braided her hair back off her face in tiny little scalp plaits again and her green eyes shone expectantly.
Nenmîr paused while she looked at the field, and then whistled and a palamino cantered over from the now grazing herd. The horse was a perfect height for him and had a white blaze and four white stockings with a flowing flaxen mane and tail.
"Hop on; we can go for a hack in the woods" Nenmîr told them both before vaulting back onto her own horse. Legolas too vaulted lightly onto the Palamino then stole a glance at Nenmîr, her thousands of braids swayed at her back, he felt his heart lurch- he defiantly fancied her.
"What's his name?" checked Legolas as they started out at a swift trot, the horses gait was smooth and his mane flowed long and wild yet as clean as silk.
"The one you are riding is called Gold shine and the stallion I'm riding is called Firefoot" she told him with a smile, horses were her favourite subject.
They cantered to the woods and after a walk through they raced back to the field. Both horses thundered through the trees, both riders laughing wildly, horses swishing their tails and snorting in excitement. Nenmîr surged ahead on Firefoot making a clear win at the entrance to the wood.
Both walked back to the meadow where they thanked their horses and said farewell then walked back together, by the time they got back it was late afternoon. Laughing and talking they made their way back to the camp of the fellowship, Nenmîr stopped just before they got there. The simple fact of needing to get to dinner drew her back.
"I'm sorry I have dinner, I'm going to have to leave you" Nenmîr said reluctantly.
"Well, thank-you for the ride it was great," Legolas said moving closer to her. Nenmîr looked up and saw Legolas' handsome face; should she kiss him?
"It was nice to have company" She whispered looking at him innocently; Legolas knew this was his moment, Nenmîr's head was tilted up and they were stood close together. Both of them reached in at the same moment, both with same intentions-to kiss one another.
The two elves met in the middle with a soft kiss, Legolas felt Nenmîr's soft lips touch his firmly in a kiss.
Nenmîr leaned back just as Legolas did and looked straight at him, now it came to it she was barely an inch taller than him. They held each others gaze- now was the time to talk.
"I've wanted to do that for ages" Nenmîr admitted, grinning
"I really fancy you; I know you may not feel the same but" Legolas told her seeing as it was confession time but Nenmîr interrupted him first.
"No, I do Legolas you are so handsome, and your personality is so friendly and charming" she said before it was too late.
"I'm glad you feel that way too, if you would like to we could go down to the archery field after lunch?" Legolas wanted to spend as much time as he could with the she-elf now he knew she would return his feelings.
"I'd like that, how about we meet here in an hour; we'll see who has the best skills!" She laughed playfully, and then walked away.
A/N: Can simpleton (me) ask a question? What is an author alert? I dont want to press the button or anything incase i do something nasty.