Okay. I know this chapter is super late but I have an explanation. First of all, my mother said that I had to go a week without LotR; meaning that I could not talk, watch, or have anything to do with the series. She also said that I could not write and that is why I could not update:( I am so sorry and I promise that I will try and update faster in the upcoming chapters. Now I also have some news concerning the next chapter. My family and I are going on vacation to Orlando, Florida for Thanksgiving and I won't have that time to write. Sorry for all the bad news but I WILL NOT forget this story:)

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

Chapter 5

Tauriel continued to kiss Herion and she felt the sense of compassion from him flowing through her veins. Herion loved the sweet taste of her lips and wondered what else he would have a liking for. Tauriel felt his hand glide down from her shoulders down to her waist.

Unknowingly, Legolas stood in the entrance of the castle and glared at the two. Anger was rising up in him threatening to spew. He had tried to compose himself because he knew that Tauriel was only a friend; he was just trying to keep her safe. Or was he? He shook himself and almost ran from the scene as anger seethed within him. Legolas knew that Tauriel could care for herself but he could not help but wonder if Herion would try and manipulate her. The thought almost made him want to hit something. Instead he went back to the dining hall to try and clear his thoughts.

Meanwhile, as Tauriel felt Herion drop his hand lower she stopped it and pulled away from the kiss slightly.

"I am sorry, " She breathed in almost a whisper, "I cannot do this."

Herion looked crestfallen for a moment and then spoke up slowly, "Tauriel, you are one of the most beautiful elf-maiden's that I have laid my eyes upon. Did you not like the kiss?"

Tauriel bit her lip in deep thought. Of course she liked the kiss, she had never been kissed but she knew that Herion had a dark side to him and she did not want to see it.

"I am sorry but I have to leave you now." She said as her hand glided away from his.

Herion ran up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders, "Please, "He started and then drew her in close so he could whisper in her ear, "Stay with me tonight."

She shook her head, "No, I am sorry. I have to leave, " She said starting to get annoyed by his persistent antics.

Tauriel pulled away from his grasp and hurried away leaving Herion alone. She felt that her choices were right and she knew that Herion was not right for her. As she ran up to her room she bumped into Aradan but Legolas was not with him.

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and spoke to him, "Where is Legolas?"

Aradan shook his head, "He left the feast a couple hours ago, " As he spoke a sly smile appeared on his face, "How was your evening wearing that dress?"

Tauriel rolled her eyes, "It was terrible. Never again will this happen."

Aradan smiled, "Well I guess I will be off. I have training in the morning, goodnight."

"Goodnight," She said as he left.

Tauriel had a feeling that no rest would come to her tonight. Her mind was swimming with questions and she was still in shock that Herion actually kissed her. This would be a long night.

The next morning Legolas awoke early to try and get some training in. He had practically been up all night contemplating about the things that he had seen. He rose and strapped his bow and full quiver across his back and began to sheath his knives and head down to the training fields. Usually he would meet Tauriel in the dining hall but he decided to skip. He had no idea how he would approach her and frankly he was still angry. He was pretty sure they had spent the night in each others arms and that made him simmer with fury. The images that flashed through his mind were not helping and it was all he could do not to slam the door to his quarters on the way out.

He quickly sped down the steps and headed for the archery fields. Mere seconds later a familiar elleth with flaming red hair appeared in front of him.

"Hey," Tauriel said, "So Aradan told me that you left the feast early last night. Did someone have too much Dorwinion?"

The smile was wiped off her face when she saw that he was not responding to her joke. She just shrugged it off and thought he was tired.

"We should be heading to the fields by now," Legolas said flatly as he brushed past her.

She knitted her eyebrows in confusion and tried to walk at his pace. What was wrong with him? Did she do something wrong? Did his father do something? She sighed and walked beside him in silence the whole way. It was very awkward; she had never seen Legolas like this and hoped that he would not be in this state for long. He seemed angry and she could see the rage burning in his ice blue eyes.

They arrived shortly and Tauriel started off by practicing archery, though she could not concentrate. She felt as if she was being watched but when she turned to look, Legolas was intently gazing into the target; determined to hit the center. She watched as he drew his bowstring back and hit the centre. Then he quickly strode to the target and pulled the arrow out forcefully. She watched his next shot and it looked like he almost broke his bow!

She shook herself and began to focus on her own training. She pulled back her bow and let the arrow loose and sighed. The arrow had not hit the centre. It hadn't even come close; she was too preoccupied with thoughts about Legolas. She turned to look at him and noticed he wasn't there. Quickly, she grabbed her stray arrows and saw that he was practicing with his daggers.

She sighed, "What is the matter with you today? You seem troubled."

Legolas just kept his eyes focused on the movements and he did not even make an effort to reply.

"You can tell me what is wrong, please help me understand. I don't like to see you like this."

He stopped abruptly and looked into her with a piercing stare, "Nothing of your concern. Now are you going to train or not?"

She was slightly taken back by the harsh tone in his voice but she followed his orders and got ready to spar against him. Tauriel was a bit frightened by the cold looks he was giving her but she reluctantly got in her stance.

They began and his strikes were almost as if he was trying to hurt her. She was tiring quickly because of his overpowering blows. Though, she managed to block some of them. Finally after she was almost exhausted and drained of energy she decided to speak up.

"Legolas, can we take a break?" She asked as she was out of breath.

Though the Prince seemed to be in some sort of trance and he kept fighting and striking at Tauriel.

"Legolas!" She panted.

After two more strikes she finally let her guard down and received a deep cut on her arm. She winced and Legolas eyes widened as he realized what he had done. Blood was running down her arm and she started to try and put pressure on her wound.

Legolas was speechless and felt guilt moving into him. He tried to wrap the wound up with a patch of cloth he found near one of the workshop's near by. He placed it on her arm and watched as the tan cloth become a bright red in mere seconds. She was losing blood quickly and it was all his fault.

A couple hours later, Tauriel was resting the the Halls of Healing. She had lost a lot of blood and was weakened by her injury but she would be alright. Though Legolas was succumbed to guilt. How could he have been so foolish? He was so focused on his own anger that he didn't even notice he hurt her. He shook his head in shame and rubbed his temples. How could he have done this to her? And what would have happened if it had been a fatal wound? That thought sent shivers down his spine. He could never live with that.

Mixed emotions and feelings ran through Legolas head as he slowly fell into an uneasy slumber.

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