Chapter 2
Mirkwood to Rivendell was normally a two week journey, but to the current situation Middle-Earth had. It became difficult to travel those fields. Every day they would encountered a swarm of Orcs with a lone Uruk-hai as their leader. And since Prince Legolas and Haldir are outnumbered, the only thing they can do is hide. So day and night they rode, and would only stop if their horses were wary or if they had encountered a group of Orcs. Sleep was not an option.
They had been traveling for three weeks now, and just by midday they would finally make it to Rivendell. The sky had turned gray, a deep shade of gray that it looked somehow dark. It made Prince Legolas shiver, not for the chilly air but from how isolated the world looked now.
Middle-Earth truly did changed, and they were powerless it to do anything.
The field they had travel from was dead and dry. And the Misty Mountain was cold and snowy. Making it a challenge for them to travel those thick snow with their horses, but nevertheless they had passed it and now they are nearer Rivendell.
It was past midday the time they had reached The Last Homely House. And so far, it had soften the Prince usually stoic heart. For not every place in Middle-Earth was dark, empty and cold. For the Last Homely House is still shimmering with life and hope. So when they had seen the Elven Realm, they had fasten the pace of their horses eager to reach the beautiful Home.
Prince Legolas had dismounted his horse and gave the reins to a nearby Elven servant. It was unbelievable, not one bit did the Elven Realm changed. Or maybe because it was being protected by Lord Elrond so no Orc, Nazgul, or a Dragon can enter the beloved realm.
"Haldir!"
A young beautiful She-Elf who wore a purple gown was running to the Marchwarden, she thrown her arms around the Marchwarden neck and hugged him close.
"Lady Arwen, is something the matter?"
But the Lady didn't reply, instead she grabbed the Elf tighter and bury her face into his neck. Prince Legolas on the other side was uncomfortable. The Prince wasn't used to see affection in his life, for he had never love or be loved. He was cared by his people; yes, only because he was the Prince. And he is quite fond of Tauriel, but the She-Elf was just a friend, never has he view her more than that. Beside, the She-Elf was already fancying someone peculiar for the Elves. So here he was, staring at the two, not really knowing what to do or say.
But thankfully the affectionate hug ended and Arwen loosen her grip from the Marchwarden. Prince Legolas expected her to look happy and thankful, instead her eyes were filled with sorrow. Haldir was to say a word about the Lady's sadness but he was stopped when Arwen utter another word.
"Ada..."
Not another single word was needed to be said to what Arwen meant. Prince Legolas already knew what it was. The Lord's sickness had grown stronger and the Marchwarden was needed beside the Lord. So he watched the two Elves depart from him, leaving the Royal Prince of Mirkwood standing there. Alone. Just like back in Mirkwood. Well, at least he can forget about the dreadful fate Middle-Earth had earned. With a sigh the Prince enter the Last Homely House and wait for Haldir or Gandalf, but for now he can be at peace and explore the place.
As Prince Legolas was exploring he idly made to the collection of Isildur's heirloom, which the Prince found very fascinating. Probably the shattered sword of Isildur. He cautiously approached the statue welding the blade, it was holding a tray and a silken cloth was place into it. As the Prince stare upon the sword; a flash glinted into its shards.
"Enjoying your stay, my Prince?"
Prince Legolas didn't need to turn and see who his speaker was, he knew that voice all too well to not recognize it.
"Only a foolish person would not enjoy his or her stay in Imladris, Mithrandir."
Gandalf let out a chuckle and stood beside the Prince, he too was viewing the sword.
"A beautiful sword, is it not, Prince Legolas?"
"It is..."
Another flash glinted into the blade and when the flash had ended, an Elf with golden blond hair was present in the blade staring back at the Prince. A shiver run down the Prince's spine as he stare upon this Elf in the blade. The Elf's eyes were a pair of dark sapphire orbs that bores an icy aura in it. The face was fair but stoic, a mask shielding his true emotions. His lips doesn't seems to know what a smile is. Anyone who would see this Elf would probably avoid him as soon as they lay there eyes upon him. But what made this Elf unnerving was because this Elf was Him.
It was that time that Prince Legolas realized how much he differs from the rest of his kin.
He was the only Prince left. He has no siblings to begin with and also, there are no known Elven Royalty left in this world.
He was also the only Elf who doesn't glow.
"Prince Legolas?"
His eyes snapped to the Istari, his icy gaze boring into the Wizard. The Prince might not glow like the others, but he sure know how to make a regal aura. Because right now, the Prince's stand was composed and high like a true superior. A true Prince.
"Of what reason had you sent me here, Mithrandir?"
His voice was smooth and cold, that the Wizard almost flinch at the sudden change of it. But the Old Wizard wasn't ignorant to the Prince's cold personality, so he was fast to adapt.
"I think that Thranduil keeping you safe in Mirkwood is for naught, it is time for you to learn what had happened."
To be continue...
Aralas - Does my eyes decisive me? Did the great Aralas had truly commented on my story? Please, give me a moment to recover from my excitement. -screams internally-
Anyway, I was really delighted to know you look forward to my story. This gives me a reason to continue it. I first regretted uploading chapter 1 because I thought it was lame and that it sucks. But thanks to your review, I am able to gain confidence in continuing it. :)
Qoheleth - The reason I had said neutral was because Ungoliant's children weren't neither helping the Elves or Sauron. They don't care about the Elves or the Dark Lord, they only care about food and their home. :)