The Lost Ones
A/N: Thank you ~K.2 tha.T~ for reminding me to put this in. This story takes place AFTER my 'The Mystery of Love' story and AFTER the sequel I will be posting soon. Thank you once again. If you are wondering how all of my other stories coincide, check my author profile right below my story updates section. Also, this is a slight conflict with TMOL...Thranduil dies in TMOL and not in this story...oops. Just assume he lived through TMOL if you've read it. Sorry about that one.
Chapter Six
Legolas and I spent the first night sleeping in the middle of a grassy meadow. I smiled. "It is so beautiful in your world. Tell me, who was this woman you once loved? She must have been very fair to win a heart such as yours."
He stared up at the sky for a long time. "Her name was Reyna. Truth be told by any other elven mouth, she was not fair at all. Her hair was a swirling blend of deep cinnamon and tantalizing coffee. Her eyes were a deep brown themselves, but they had a hint of tempestuous grey in them. Lastly, her skin shone like honey in the sun. Her voice was so silky and yet so strong that it would make any person who dared to listen to it, stop dead in their tracks."
I lay there for a moment, just trying to picture this woman. "So, she was not elven?"
Legolas smiled. "She was a Fae. A Wicca Fae, they are magical beings. They draw their magic from Mother Earth and are an all female race. They live beyond the Grey Havens."
"Grey Havens? What is that?"
He laughed. "You truly are not of my world. The Grey Havens are to the west, it is past the land of the Halflings."
"I have heard of that place!" Suddenly it was all clear. "I've read that book! Lord of the Rings! Do you know who Sauron is?"
Legolas went stiff. "Do not speak of the Dark Lord, he had been gone for many years now."
"And Imladris, Gondor, Rohan and Mordor, they all exist?" My companion looked at me like I was ill.
"Of course they all exist! This is..." I cut him off.
"Middle-Earth! I'm in Tolkien's Middle Earth!" Finally something made sense. "Mellon. I remember some elvish. Mellon is friend."
Legolas smiled. "That's correct."
Suddenly, I felt much more secure. I knew where I was. Legolas smiled. "Come on little lady, let us get you some dinner. Tonight we are having a small celebration because Aragorn and Eldarion returned from Gondor. Eldarion is three-hundred and two years of age already and he's definitely going to be a good King when Aragorn and Arwen sail to the Grey Havens."
I fell silent for a moment. "Are 'you' ever going to sail to the Grey Havens?"
He smiled. "It depends. I have already lost one lover...my Eldar...I am not sure if I can bear to live here after my son comes of age. Lindelwen is coming to the age where she will marry soon. Perhaps I shall take her to Lothlorien. I hear Haldir's Eldar born him a son some 300 years back. I also must take her to Glacia, for she is the heir and she will rule it when she marries and comes of age for the Fae. Reyn will be King of Eryn Lasgallen. He must also find a mate."
A smile crossed my face. "Will you be going to Lothlorien soon? I would love to see it!"
Prince laughed. "In forty years or so."
My smile fell. "I will not live that long. I...I am mortal...and I am ill."
"You look fine to me..." Legolas was growing concerned.
I took a deep breath. "I have cancer...it will kill me...the doctors told me it will not respond to chemo or radiation. I am basically a ticking clock."
Legolas smiled. "The Lady of the Wood can cure you of this illness...she has such powers. We will go to Lothlorien when we return from Imladris. I think I may send for Reyn to come to Imladris, since I will be taking Lindelwen to Lothlorien."
"You can't have the children bickering." I grinned.
"They are good about that. If they bicker, they settle it through an archery contest." He chuckled softly. "We would be best to get some rest before the morning's ride."
I nodded. "Of course."
As sleep started to overcome me, I saw a horse approach and the rider dismount a few yards away. "Who are you?"
It was a young male elf, he looked to be my age but I knew he must be older. He smiled. "I am Reyn." He had blonde hair but very odd eyes. His eyes were blue and grey, and it was quite startling to stare into them."
I smiled. "Prince Reyn?" He nodded. "Your father spoke of sending for you, I will just tell him I rode back in the night and collected you."
He laughed. "Do not fret for an alibi. I 'did' ask my father."
"Very funny. I have been sitting with him all night. He has not left my side since we departed from Eryn Lasgallen."
Reyn nodded. "I know. My mother was a Fae; she had magical abilities. One gift she bestowed upon me was the gift to speak through my mind."
"Telepathy?"
He nodded again. "So I asked and here I am." I smiled.
"It is good to meet you. Now, I must sleep. My legs ache from such a long ride."
"Good night, maiden..."
"Adriana. My name is Adriana."
"Well then, good night Lady Adriana." I blushed at the title but soon forgot it as dreams took over reality.
~~~To Be Continued~~~
Well? Kinda short...I know but oh well. R&R!
A/N: Thank you ~K.2 tha.T~ for reminding me to put this in. This story takes place AFTER my 'The Mystery of Love' story and AFTER the sequel I will be posting soon. Thank you once again. If you are wondering how all of my other stories coincide, check my author profile right below my story updates section. Also, this is a slight conflict with TMOL...Thranduil dies in TMOL and not in this story...oops. Just assume he lived through TMOL if you've read it. Sorry about that one.
Chapter Six
Legolas and I spent the first night sleeping in the middle of a grassy meadow. I smiled. "It is so beautiful in your world. Tell me, who was this woman you once loved? She must have been very fair to win a heart such as yours."
He stared up at the sky for a long time. "Her name was Reyna. Truth be told by any other elven mouth, she was not fair at all. Her hair was a swirling blend of deep cinnamon and tantalizing coffee. Her eyes were a deep brown themselves, but they had a hint of tempestuous grey in them. Lastly, her skin shone like honey in the sun. Her voice was so silky and yet so strong that it would make any person who dared to listen to it, stop dead in their tracks."
I lay there for a moment, just trying to picture this woman. "So, she was not elven?"
Legolas smiled. "She was a Fae. A Wicca Fae, they are magical beings. They draw their magic from Mother Earth and are an all female race. They live beyond the Grey Havens."
"Grey Havens? What is that?"
He laughed. "You truly are not of my world. The Grey Havens are to the west, it is past the land of the Halflings."
"I have heard of that place!" Suddenly it was all clear. "I've read that book! Lord of the Rings! Do you know who Sauron is?"
Legolas went stiff. "Do not speak of the Dark Lord, he had been gone for many years now."
"And Imladris, Gondor, Rohan and Mordor, they all exist?" My companion looked at me like I was ill.
"Of course they all exist! This is..." I cut him off.
"Middle-Earth! I'm in Tolkien's Middle Earth!" Finally something made sense. "Mellon. I remember some elvish. Mellon is friend."
Legolas smiled. "That's correct."
Suddenly, I felt much more secure. I knew where I was. Legolas smiled. "Come on little lady, let us get you some dinner. Tonight we are having a small celebration because Aragorn and Eldarion returned from Gondor. Eldarion is three-hundred and two years of age already and he's definitely going to be a good King when Aragorn and Arwen sail to the Grey Havens."
I fell silent for a moment. "Are 'you' ever going to sail to the Grey Havens?"
He smiled. "It depends. I have already lost one lover...my Eldar...I am not sure if I can bear to live here after my son comes of age. Lindelwen is coming to the age where she will marry soon. Perhaps I shall take her to Lothlorien. I hear Haldir's Eldar born him a son some 300 years back. I also must take her to Glacia, for she is the heir and she will rule it when she marries and comes of age for the Fae. Reyn will be King of Eryn Lasgallen. He must also find a mate."
A smile crossed my face. "Will you be going to Lothlorien soon? I would love to see it!"
Prince laughed. "In forty years or so."
My smile fell. "I will not live that long. I...I am mortal...and I am ill."
"You look fine to me..." Legolas was growing concerned.
I took a deep breath. "I have cancer...it will kill me...the doctors told me it will not respond to chemo or radiation. I am basically a ticking clock."
Legolas smiled. "The Lady of the Wood can cure you of this illness...she has such powers. We will go to Lothlorien when we return from Imladris. I think I may send for Reyn to come to Imladris, since I will be taking Lindelwen to Lothlorien."
"You can't have the children bickering." I grinned.
"They are good about that. If they bicker, they settle it through an archery contest." He chuckled softly. "We would be best to get some rest before the morning's ride."
I nodded. "Of course."
As sleep started to overcome me, I saw a horse approach and the rider dismount a few yards away. "Who are you?"
It was a young male elf, he looked to be my age but I knew he must be older. He smiled. "I am Reyn." He had blonde hair but very odd eyes. His eyes were blue and grey, and it was quite startling to stare into them."
I smiled. "Prince Reyn?" He nodded. "Your father spoke of sending for you, I will just tell him I rode back in the night and collected you."
He laughed. "Do not fret for an alibi. I 'did' ask my father."
"Very funny. I have been sitting with him all night. He has not left my side since we departed from Eryn Lasgallen."
Reyn nodded. "I know. My mother was a Fae; she had magical abilities. One gift she bestowed upon me was the gift to speak through my mind."
"Telepathy?"
He nodded again. "So I asked and here I am." I smiled.
"It is good to meet you. Now, I must sleep. My legs ache from such a long ride."
"Good night, maiden..."
"Adriana. My name is Adriana."
"Well then, good night Lady Adriana." I blushed at the title but soon forgot it as dreams took over reality.
~~~To Be Continued~~~
Well? Kinda short...I know but oh well. R&R!