I was now left alone in the room to ponder over everything that was revealed to me by Lord Elrond. We had started talking about where I was, and how I came to be here and soon I had found a very comfortable confidant in him. I felt like I could trust him, so I told him how I was the last of my race, well in MY world anyways. He told me that I had to of elven descent because of my abilities and my ears; but that I was very different from any elf he had ever seen.

I did not tell him any of my other abilities besides my hearing and sight, these were still things that I could not reveal to anyone. The corruption of power still ran in every being I had ever met and I was not going to let my guard down. Cheveyo had never told me about elves, he had called me a faevenid. My head was so confused, and all the answers that Lord Elrond had given had left me with even more disturbing questions.

Before he had left I had requested for my gear and a young girl had brought it up to me. She seemed confused about my equipment but I paid her no mind, I was just happy that I had my weapons and clothes.

I had put on my tan shorts with a black tank top and a light blue jacket. For the first time in a very long time I felt safe. I didn't feel like I had to carry all my weapons just to take a walk, but out of habit I did put a little knife on the inside of my boots.

Legolas' POV

Lord Elrond had found me in the library and told me that, the young woman I had found was awake and doing better. I asked if I could go see her and he said that it would be best if I did because she seemed a bit distressed about not understanding the world she found herself in. His statement had left me a bit curious as to what he meant by the world she found herself in.

I knocked on the door, but there was no sound of acknowledgement, I knocked once again and still no answer so I opened the door to find that it was empty. I started to get worried as to where she was, 'maybe she ran away!' but that thought was quickly pushed out of my mind as I saw the possessions she carried were still in the room. I began my way out the balcony and not too far off, I could see a figure in the north garden.

Her back was facing me, she was wearing the strange clothes that I had seen on her earlier but she did not have all the objects tied to her body as she had before, and her hair was up giving me a perfect view of her ears and the marking she had behind the left one. It looked like a feather. How badly I wanted to reach out and touch her! I resisted the temptation and cleared my throat in order to get her attention.

'Why am I here? How is it even possible that I am here? What will happen…' my thoughts were interrupted as I heard someone behind me clearing their throat. I turned to find the blonde…elf that had helped me get here.

His eyes fell on my neck, I was playing with the ring that I have had since the death of Cheveyo. It was a nervous habit I had when I was when in thought. The ring must have surprised him because his eyes got big and were intently staring at the ring in between my fingers, I felt uncomfortable and quickly put the ring back under my shirt.

"Did you need something?" I asked getting him out of his thoughts. I didn't mean it to come out so rudely, but he was making me feel very paranoid.

"Lle tyava quel?" he replied. It was the same language Lord Elrond had greeted me with. I sighed a bit frustrated that I could not understand their language. "I'm sorry but I don't understand you." I turned around to look at the garden in front of me.

"I asked if you felt better." He gave me a small smile. I returned it with my own forced smile; it had been so long since I have smiled. "Yeah I do…I want to thank you for saving me. I have been on the run from those…things for awhile now." I looked at him, waiting for some kind of reaction, he was so handsome, and his long blonde hair fit his features so well, making his eyes stand out more than they already did.

"It is of no thanks milady, you also helped me." He bowed his head slightly. "Lord Elrond has told me that you are not of this world milady, I am sorry but may you tell me of yours?" he looked into my eyes waiting for my response.

"Well I will tell you as much as I can, but please stop with the whole milady thing." I walked down into the garden and sat down under a large oak tree.

"I would be more than happy to oblige but I do not know your name." he smirked a bit as I blushed. "Oh. Sorry my name is Ever, but you can just call me Evie."

I sat across from me and we talked about my world and Middle Earth for quite some time, but it felt like only a few minutes. He asked me about the strange weapons I carried and why I dressed the way that I did, it was funny how he was so bewildered at the idea of guns. I personally hated guns and violence in general but in order to keep my life that is what I had to turn to.

He began talking to me about Middle Earth and the race of elves. My face immediately became somber and I couldn't help but feel all the emotions I had earlier rush back into my mind with great force.

"What is wrong? Have I said something to offend you, Evie?" he asked with a concerned tone. "Oh no it's nothing like that Legolas…"I tried figuring out how to word the burning question in mind, " its just, in my world I was the last of my kind and the government has been hunting me for years now. I have been running and in hiding since I was a teenager and now…what? What am I supposed to do now? What is to become of me, I mean I don't belong here. I just want to know what I'm doing here." I asked with a shaky voice, tears were threatening to come, but I pushed them back I had not cried since Cheveyo left me. I would not allow myself to cry, it showed weakness.

I glanced up at Legolas and I could see the sympathy in his eyes. "Of course you belong here. You are of elven descent and soon enough you will call Middle Earth your home. If you have come here, maybe it is for some significant purpose you probably have yet to find out what that purpose is but you should not worry Evie."

I attempted to give him a smile, his words reminded me of what Cheveyo had told me. "I guess your right, I just feel so alone." I whispered. He lifted my chin up to him, "You are never alone Lady Ever, you will have me by your side." He smiled.

I felt myself starting to blush and I pulled away from his touch and said thanks and ran back into the palace. I needed to speak to Lord Elrond about my past.