Okay, first of all I was stunned at the amount of people who wanted me to continue with this story so thank you all for the support it really made me want to write more:) I am hoping that this will be a chapter that you like and enjoy as much as I do writing it. I would like to thank you guys again and here's another chapter in "Make it Without you".

Note: All elvish, flashbacks, and thoughts are in italics.

Also! A couple of years have passed since the whole woods thing. Legolas and Tauriel are in what we would call 'teenage stage'.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for my Oc's. I don't even own Leggels *sniff*.

Chapter 2

"Tauriel! Come on!" The Prince of Greenwood yelled after the girl with blazing chestnut hair. She sprinted to try to catch up with him while her hair blew back slightly in the wind.

"What is it? Ready to leave so soon are we." She said as a smirk was placed on her lips.

We had been training in the fields for quite some time and our occasional spars could make us turn out

He chuckled, "I just realized that dinner is soon and well, we are not at our cleanest right now."

They both looked down periodically and smiled at each other. The two had already gotten themselves into problems similar to this one many times. Their friendship had only grown in the process. They had become fast friends since the day they met and they were practically inseparable. Almariel had consulted Tauriel about being acquainted with some of the elleth's of Greenwood but whenever she tried to 'fit in' with them, they always labeled her as a downcast of the Kingdom for associating with Legolas all the time. Though she was tough and never let them get the best of her.

She recalled the many times that she would make fun of the girls when she was younger and they would gasp at her for acting so crude and vulgar. Tauriel only raised an eyebrow in laughter when they were left in their state of speechlessness. She was awoken from her thoughts by Legolas calling after her.

"Tauriel! The dinner bell has already sounded! Come on or we will be late!"

She pushed herself to go after the Prince as they sped towards the dining hall. They passed many of the shops of Greenwood that were in the kingdom's interior. She remembered how many times the women had tried to get her into a dress; that only worked once and it was for a wedding. Tauriel loathed dresses with a burning hatred. They only showed that you were vulnerable in her eyes. Whenever she had arrived at that wedding looking strained and emotionless, Legolas nearly choked on his laughter and no words could express the hilarity of the situation.

When she finally caught up with Legolas they both seemed to look as if they had seen a ghost.

"What do you think the punishment will be this time?" Tauriel asked dryly.

Legolas looked over at her and grinned slightly, "He will probably take away our weapons for a week."

She smiled, "It is better than being locked in the dungeon with dwarves."

They both laughed and trekked into the large hall with dirt caked over their faces. People glanced their way and Thranduil glared at Legolas who shrugged his shoulder's innocently. Tauriel bit her lip to keep her snickers at bay while smiling widely.

Everything was silent as the Prince and elleth walked slowly to their seat and people were staring at them as if they were a totally different species. They sat down quietly and Tauriel smoothed some of the dirt from her pants and onto the floor. Almariel shook her head in disapproval at the two and continued to eat.

The food was set down for them and Tauriel bit into the soft meat slowly and saw that Thranduil was still staring at his son.

"We will talk about this later, my son." Thranduil said in a harsh whisper.

Tauriel looked up at Legolas who had a speck of horror held within his blue crystal eyes.

"And I will speak with you as well, Tauriel. we need to discuss some matters that have me concerned about you." The Queen stated as she turned back to her food.

She knitted her eyebrows in confusion. What was there to discuss? She was always so overprotective and she was not even her mother. Though she thought of her as one because she never knew her mother and from what the Queen had said, her father had died when she was very young. She set the silverware down on the table and fiddled with her hands as she waited for someone to say something. The Kind and Queen had always been annoyed whenever the two had gotten themselves into trouble but for some odd reason something had changed. They were not being as understanding as they used to be. For example, just a few weeks ago Tauriel and Legolas were exploring the outer borders of Greenwood and almost got attacked by some of the guards who had mistaken them for spies from the enemy. The King and Queen were furious and still to this day they brought it up; it was however annoying to the two and they both knew that they would never hear the end of it.

Only a few minutes later, Tauriel stood up and excused herself from the dinner table and began to walk away when she was met by Almariel in the hallway. Tauriel smiled and walked up to meet the Queen.

"What did you want to speak with me about?" She asked playing with her fingers silently.

The Queen looked outside for a moment before speaking, "Why don't we talk about this over a walk. It seems pleasant outside and I could use the fresh air."

Tauriel nodded and followed her, "Yes of course, my Queen."

They strode towards the gardens as they admired the burgundy and orange flowers that bloomed due to the season of fall. Many times Tauriel gazed upon these features but not that often. Most of the time she was practicing weaponry or shooting her bow and never got to marvel at the beauty that Greenwood held. The Queen walked to a small rosebush and plucked a small flower from its stem. It instantly turned a more vibrant and lively red and seemed to explode with color in her hand. She truly was the light of Greenwood.

As they continued their small walk, Tauriel started to get apprehensive and decided to ask the Queen about what she said at dinner.

"What did you want to speak with me about?"

The Queen smiled and glanced at her, "Ah, of course. I needed to confront you about your interests with weapons. They are most unsafe and I regret to tell you that I do not feel comfortable with you handling them."

Tauriel's face fell and her eyebrows furrowed, "What? I am completely capable of wielding my own sword and shooting my bow."

Tauriel felt that this was unfair of the Queen, even though she had got into trouble multiple times did n't mean that this would be the consequence. This was way too far-fetched and could not be the result of her actions and of course, Legolas had a part in all of this too.

"I know, you are quite good but I fear that you will get hurt someday and I just do not like the idea of that in any way. Besides you are young and do not need to trouble your mind with rash thoughts of war."

Tauriel stared at Almariel incredulously, "What about Legolas? He gets to use his weapons; why should I be the one left behind?"

The Queen looked straight at Tauriel, "He is an ellon and is born into these types of matters but you," She said as she tucked a small lock of my hair behind my pointed ear, "are a beautiful elleth. You should be doing things like picking out dresses, walking amongst the beautiful gardens, and eventually finding the special person who will hold your heart."

The elleth saw the calmness in the Queen's eyes though she did not agree with her one bit. She was different and liked it that way.

"My Queen, I do not want to be like everyone else. I am who I am and frankly, I enjoy spending my time in the archery fields and getting sweaty from hard training. That is who I was born to be and I know it."

The Queen was slightly taken back at her answer but only slightly she nodded reluctantly and sat down on the small stone bench next to the rosebush, "I had a feeling that you would say something like that. I am only trying to do what is best for you and after the way you and Legolas have been acting these past few weeks has had me worried that you will be joining the border patrol soon."

That was when Tauriel realized what the Queen had tried to get her to grasp onto all along. She was trying to tell her that she would miss her and that she was growing up too fast for her taste. Tauriel looked down at the small stone engravements of small flowers and large leaves falling from trees. Almariel watched her gaze and spoke slowly.

"What I am trying to say is that you, Tauriel, are growing up to be very different than I thought. The reason I was trying to dissuade you from weapons was because you are one of the three most important people in my life. You, Legolas, and Thranduil are the closest people to my heart and if I ever lost one of you, it would tear me apart."

Tauriel smiled a little and looked up at Almariel who was almost teary-eyed. She wrapped the Queen in an embrace and small words of comfort were shared and promises were made and sure to be kept.

"Thank you iell nin for talking with me."

Tauriel looked up at the Queen; still trying to process what she had just heard pass through her lips. Iell nin? She thought.

"Come, the other's will be expecting us soon." Almariel said standing up.

Just as she sat up the Queen almost fell over she looked as if she fainted and her face went a pale white. Tauriel quickly helped her up and put her arm around the Queen for support.

"Are you alright?"

Almariel shook her head, "I do not know. I think it would be best if I went to see a healer though."

Tauriel nodded and hurried to the Healing Ward with haste.

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