Ch 4: "Why Me?!"
As Frodo went with his Uncle I went to the courtyard. I whistled and came my horse. "Beron! Los anu petur!" Beauty! Glad to see you! I smiled at the horse. For years she roamed around waiting for me I guess. "She is beautiful. Just like her rider." I heard a voice say. I turned to find Legolas smiling. I blushed lightly and smiled. "Thank you. Her name is Beauty. Which I guess is a little ironic. But oh well. And thank you for the compliment." I babbled. I mentally face palmed myself. You are over 3,000 years old and you still act like a child around a man. You seriously have not trained for this. I started grooming my horse to make sure she was fit for travel. "I never really got the chance to introduce myself milady." I heard the unpleasant voice of Boromir say. "Indeed good sir. But, I know who you are." I said turning to face him. He was next to Legolas and looking at me smirking. I frowned. "You are Boromir of Gondor. I know the steward also. I am over 3.000 years old." I said bluntly. I looked at Legolas with pleading eyes to help me and he smiled. "Boromir would you mind getting the lady something to drink. She seems parched." Legolas said winking at me. I glared at him. "Oh of course anything for the fair Lady Ariel." With that Boromir disappeared. "Seriously? Of all things that was your saving tool?" I asked bewildered. "Well, it got him away from you for a little bit didn't it? And are you really 3.000 years old Ari?" I nodded hiding my face. I felt fingers lift up my chin. "Please don't hide your beautiful face Ari. I do not care how old you are. I was just asking." He quietly said. He was so close to me. The warmth from his body seemed to comfort me and I smiled up at him until I heard someone cough. "If you are quite done wooing Lady Ariel I have her drink." I heard Boromir growl. I swiftly glared at him but smiled forcabily. "Thank you Boromir." He looked at me and smiled. "Anything for you Ari." I tried to hide my frown from him. Only friends or family can call me that dumbass. I drank some of the drink to find it was water. I sighed in relief, I was very parched since I hadn't tasted food or water in forever. Then on queue my stomach growled. I blushed. "Do you know if dinner has been prepared yet?" I asked. Legolas luckily answered this time. "Yes I can take you. Thank you Boromir. I will escort her." I was so grateful Legolas answered. Boromir scowled but nodded. "Of course. I will see you at dinner gorgeous." With that he touched my cheek and left towards the hall. I started wiping off my cheek quickly with my sleeve when a handkerchief was handed to me. I beamed. "Thank you!" I stated grabbing it and using some of the water to wipe my face off. "Bleh, why me of all elves. Of even sorceress's why me!" I growled. Legolas chuckled. "Isn't is obvious? He fancies you." He said sadly. I frowned. "I am sorry I'd rather kiss an Orc." He chuckled and held out his arm. "If you are quite done wiping your cheek we should head to dinner." I smiled and grabbed his arm I stuffed the handkerchief into my other sleeve first and picked up the goblet that I put down on the saddle and we headed towards the dinner hall.
~Skipping Dinner~ (Just Boromir attempting to flirt etc)
I returned to my room happily full and smiling. You like Legolas admit it! I thought about it. I guess I did? No! I cannot be distracted. Though, his misty grey eyes are so dreamy and his arms so tender and his body so warm and- gahh! Listen to me! I cannot let this happen. I already got hurt once before. I cannot have that happen again. With that settled I went to bed dreaming of Legolas. Why me?!