It's been over a month! I can't believe it. Let's just keep it at 'sorry, for making you guys wait!'
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Enjoy Chap three! R and R!
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Chapter three: Four, five,six! Wait… six?
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea", Legolas suddenly said.
"Do you have a better idea?"
Legolas didn't reply, he kept staring at something that wasn't really there.
"Your highness, do you have a new plan?" Arandur asked again.
For a moment the voice seemed distant and strange to his ears. He shook his head and finally made eye contact with the commander.
"Of course not," he answered softly, "we might be too late if we wait till dark."
Arandur nodded, he understood what was going through the younger elf's mind.
"Orcs normally don't take prisoners, unless they… unless they want to have fun." He felt his stomach turn at the thought.
Darkness fell, but they waited a little longer before sneaking into the orc encampment. They were lucky, most of the orcs, like Legolas had thought, were asleep and much to their surprise there were only three orcs guarding the six elves.
Legolas smiled; apparently the orcs were not expecting visitors.
'Wait… six elves? Who's…?'
His vision was definitely not clear enough to recognize the elf he hadn't noticed on his first count.
"Do we know him?"
Arandur was also frowning and thinking the exact same thing. "I doubt it, your highness."
'He somehow looks familiar,' Legolas thought, 'that is if my vision isn't tricking me.'
"We should do it now."
Legolas suddenly cursed softly, but loud enough for Arandur's ears. He also understood why.
"Don't worry your highness I thought about it."
Legolas smiled slightly in reply. "How many did you retrieve?"
"Not so many. Only…" he stopped for a moment, "two arrows, I'm afraid."
"That's enough. Just make sure you get those two orcs over there, I'll take the other one," he said calmly as he pointed to where the orcs were guarding their companions.
Arandur nodded but wasn't certain this was going to work. He wanted to believe it, but he couldn't yet. He would only believe it when they were home safely.
He looked at the prince and worried.
"Are you sure you can pull this off, your highness?"
"No," Legolas replied.
He silently made his way to the other side of the camp just like he had told Arandur. The commander would fire his arrows first and then it was up to Legolas to take out the third orc. He wasn't really sure his plan would work, but he knew there was nothing else they could do at that time.
Going from tree to tree, he finally found a tree big enough to hide behind and close enough to the orc he had to kill.
'What am I doing?'
Before he could think anything else Arandur had already fired his two arrows. He saw the orcs fall and quickly ran to the third orc who was about to call to his sleeping companions.
The black creature couldn't bring out a single word. He felt something sharp going through his neck. He attempted to clutch his throat, where the blade came out, but instead he sank to his knees.
Arandur was already untying the elves.
The elves quickly recovered their weapons including Legolas' second blade. They also managed to save enough horses for a swift ride back to Mirkwood.
"Legolas?" Eleiden whispered.
Legolas didn't turn around to face his brother. He didn't feel like glaring yet.
"We should get going now," he said instead.
The elves silently obeyed, feeling the tension between the two brothers.
The orcs didn't wake during their little escape.
It didn't take Legolas long to get tired. His shoulder ached and he really needed some sleep. At first he didn't even notice the elf riding beside him. It was the elf they had rescued. The raven-haired being still looked familiar.
"Excuse me, your highness?"
Legolas managed to look at the young elf. "Yes? Is something wrong?"
"No, but may I ask you a question."
Legolas nodded. "Of course, but why don't you tell me your name first?"
"My name is Elros, son of Aranhil. Are you the son of king Thranduil?"
"Yes, I'm sure he would like to meet you when we arrive home."
Elros smiled. "I'd be honoured. The young elf over there, he looks just like you. Is he your brother?"
Legolas frowned. "Yes, but why all these questions?"
"My father told me great tales of Mirkwood when I was young."
Legolas tried a smile and wanted to reply but didn't get the chance.
"Legolas?" Eleiden started with a lump in his throat, "I sense something up ahead."
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Yes, I know, bad chapter. I'll try to update in less than a month this time.
