A/N: Hi again, my friends. First of all, HUGE thanks to all of you who read my story. Over 1500 views, that's something I didn't imagine. Ok, this chapter is very long, if it tires you, feel free to tell me.

Stella-of-the-Stars-Thank you again for reviewing, my loyal friend :) As I told you already in the PM, that's why actually I made Sunglee Arwen's sister, so that the one has the other to rely on. This chapter has a sad scene with Sunglee looking after Legolas's horse, you know, the one he arrived in Rivendell with for the council.

Disclaimer: Nope, nothing has changed, I don't own LOTR, but Tolkien does, that's why we love him. Also, the song Legolas sings is called 'Forever' by Stratovarius, I don't own the song either.

The next morning the Fellowship of the Ring continued the long journey. Merry and Pippin were laughing, singing and telling stories of the Shire, keeping the atmosphere a little more relaxed than it would be otherwise. Gandalf was walking at the front, looking around. Frodo seemed lost in his world, in a world where everybody seemed suspicious, ready to take the Ring from him and doom Middle Earth in destruction. Sam was walking next to him, willing to sacrifice his life for him in order to protect him. Aragorn had his sword prepared, ready for any sudden attack, and with the last look he had exchanged with Arwen still clear in his mind. Legolas walked almost mechanically, barely watching out where he was going, with the carries and the worries inside him becoming bigger and bigger. Boromir was still angry because the Ring would not go to Gondor, but determined to stay with them. Gimli, influenced by the bad mood of the two Hobbits, the two Men and the Elf, was not talking, but his hand was gripped around his axe.

Around midday they decided to make a small rest. Most of them sat down, but Legolas went to a rock where he could see until far away, looking out for enemies, trying to help his friends and distract himself.

'Great!' exclaimed Pippin. 'Now we can have breakfast!'

'You are right, Pip' said Merry cheerfully.

Aragorn looked at them surprised, while lighting his pipe.

'Gentlemen, did you not have breakfast already?' he asked.

'We had first breakfast, yes. But what about second breakfast?' answered Pippin as though he was stating the obvious.

Aragorn shook his head, thinking that there would not be a single boring moment with these little people, whose existence he did not know until days ago.

'This will be only a very small rest, so do not have false hopes' he told them.

'Well, then, I need a distraction from my growling stomach' said Pippin frowned, but only seconds later he smiled and stood up. 'Boromir, teach us how to fight! You promised you would teach us'

'Very well' laughed the son of Denethor. 'According to your wish'

He stood up, his sword in his hand, and gave Pippin his own. They started to battle.

'Move your feet Pippin!' Aragorn cried out to encourage him.

Pippin started to move and soon his movements with the sword became much better.

'Get away from the blade, Pippin. Good, very good' said Boromir satisfied. 'I want you to react, not to think'

A few minutes later, Pippin changed positions with Merry. While Boromir was tutoring him, Gandalf and Gimli had an argument about which path they would follow.

'If anyone were to ask my opinion, which I note they have not, I would say we are taking the long way round' said Gimli. 'Gandalf, we can pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome'

'No, Gimli' replied Gandalf shaking his head. 'I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice'

A cry of pain coming from Merry prevented Gimli from answering. Boromir had accidentally wounded him on the hand with his sword.

'I am so sorry, little one' Boromir apologized.

Merry looked at him for a few seconds and then kicked him on the shin. Boromir fell down, shouting in pain.

'Get him! Get him!' yelled Pippin in excitement. He and Merry fell on Boromir and started a mock battle with him. Aragorn and the others started laughing, but Legolas's voice made them stop.

'I am sorry to interrupt you, but what is this?'

He was pointing to the South, at a distant, dark patch, like flying smoke in the wind. Sam, who had already noticed Legolas's observation, narrowed his eyes in an attempt to see better.

'I can not see anything' he said, disappointed he did not have the eyesight of the Elves.

'Ah, it is only a wisp of cloud' said Gimli, certain he was correct. But Boromir was not content with this statement.

'It is moving fast and against the wind' worry was in his voice.

'It looks like…birds' Pippin's voice was barely heard, as he was trying to see something more than a dark shade. 'Black birds'

At that point Legolas could see clearly what it was. He shouted so loud, that the others jumped.

'It is Crebain from Dunland!'

Aragorn shuddered. He had heard of these creatures.

'Hurry! Hide!' he yelled.

They all scrambled to gather their things and Sam put out the fire. They hid behind rocks and under bushes. Soon afterwards, a flock of black birds rushed over them, circled the hill where they were and flew back southward. Legolas looked with hate at them. He wanted to shoot them with his arrows, he could hit them easily, but that would be extremely dangerous. Some minutes later the Fellowship came out of their hideouts.

'Spies of Saruman!' explained Gandalf, with both anger and fear marking his voice. 'The passage South is being watched. We must take the Pass of Caradhars'

They all turned, looking up at a great, snowy mountain. Surely their path would not be easy.

The stables of Rivendell were full with the smell of the straw and the horses and the sound of neighing. Sunglee had always loved it here. Sometimes she was even thinking she could communicate better with the horses than with the human beings.

She was feeding a proud, white horse with black mane and tail and he was neighing satisfied. Usually it was the stable boys' duty to look after the horses, but she preferred to do it herself, especially for her own horse and this one. For it was Thalion, Legolas's horse. As she was brushing him, she could almost sense Legolas next to her and left a sigh. The horse, as though he felt the princess's sadness, rubbed his nose on her palm. Sunglee laughed sadly and caressed him.

'You miss your master, do you not, my boy?' she asked, her voice cracking. 'I know. I miss his as well. I miss his voice, his laughter, the sparkle in his eyes...'

Thalion left another neigh and for once more Sunglee felt her deep connection to animals. Suddenly she noticed that Thalion's hazel eyes were wet. They were really wet, as though the horse was ready to cry. Sunglee remembered how much Legolas was bound to him and her heart ached at the pain the horse was feeling away from his master. She hugged him.

'Do not cry, mellon nin' she whispered. 'He will come back to us. He will ride on you again'

The same night the nine companions reached the base of the mountain and decided to camp. Legolas, feeling restless, decided to go for a walk at a forest nearby.

'Where are you going, Legolas?' Frodo asked.

'I will take a look around, do not worry about me' the young prince answered.

The second he had entered the forest, he felt better. It reminded him of the Northern Mirkwood, his beloved homeland. He remembered how he used to sneak out of his home to go and explore the forest. How many times his father had told him not to go there, at least not alone, and how many times he had disobeyed him.

The son of Thranduil climbed on a tree and sat on a branch, leaning his back against the bark, his blue eyes fixed on the night sky. Light grey clouds were passing by. Their color reminded him of Sunglee, of her eyes when she was happy. What colors would her eyes have now? Would they be light, hoping he would return soon? Or would they be dark from sorrow? He wished with all his heart that the answer was the first. The thought that the girl he loved more than anything else, more than his own life, was suffering because of him, was over his strength. He wiped away his tears and put a hand on the bark, wanting to talk to the tree.

'What troubles you, young Prince?' the tree asked. 'I can sense from your touch that you have sorrows and fears in your heart'

'There is not only one reason for my sadness, my dear tree' whispered Legolas. 'The fate of Middle Earth is in the hands of an innocent person who carries a burden he does not deserve. Our destiny is unknown. Enemies are following us. And I have left behind the most important person for me, a girl I love so much, that if anything happens to her, I will kill myself the next moment'

'Do not allow your sadness to fill you, for then you will be more vulnerable. Stay strong, have faith in yourself and in the love you feel for this girl'

'But I do not know if I can make her happy' Legolas admitted. 'I do not know if I can give her everything she deserves'

'Does she love you, son of Thranduil?'

Legolas remembered his farewell scene with Sunglee, the she-elf crying, begging him to come with him. Her confession that 'her heart would weep until they would meet again'.

'Yes…I think she does'

'Then only your presence will make her happy and give her the feeling she has everything she wants. Only your presence'

Pippin's voice interrupted Legolas from his conversation with the tree.

'Legolas, dinner is ready!'

'I am coming, Pippin' answered the Mirkwood prince.

'Do you feel better?' asked the tree with concern.

'Yes' whispered the Elf. 'Hannon le, mellon nin'

'We all wish you well. May your quest end the way you want. And may you find your happiness in the life with the maiden you love so much'

Hours later, Legolas was the only one awake, keeping watch for one more time. The tree's words had comforted him for the moment, but he needed an outburst.

A long forgotten song, a song his mother was singing to him, came in his mind. Quietly, to not wake up his companions, Legolas started singing with such a beautiful voice, that it would enchant even the darkest creatures of Mordor.

I stand alone in the darkness
The winter of my life came so fast
Memories go back to childhood
To days I still recall

Oh how happy I was then
There was no sorrow there was no pain
Walking through the green fields
Sunshine in my eyes

I'm still there everywhere
I'm the dust in the wind
I'm the star in the northern sky
I never stayed anywhere
I'm the wind in the trees
Would you wait for me forever?

Somehow this song was fitting perfectly in his situation. Nobody knew how long their journey would last. Would Sunglee have the patience to wait for him all this time? And what if he would die?

'Legolas?'

Frodo had woken up and was looking worried at him. Legolas smiled. Despite the heavy burden, Frodo was still caring for the others.

'This song' said the Hobbit 'is really beautiful'

'My mother used to sing it to me when I was a child.'

Frodo hesitated for a moment, as though he was scared of saying what he was thinking about.

'Legolas…Is there a reason why you sang this song? Is there anything that makes you sad?'

Legolas nodded, feeling that he could trust Frodo with some pieces of the truth.

'Yes, Frodo, there is a reason. A very important reason that makes me happy and sad at the same time. But now go to sleep, you have to rest'

Frodo nodded, understanding that Legolas did not want to say anything further. He lied back and soon fell asleep again. Legolas looked at the bright flames, thinking about the song he had just sung.

Whatever happens to me, Sunglee, you are not forced to wait for me forever. If I die, move on with your life. Please.

Elvish words/phrases used:

Mellon nin- My friend

Hannon le- Thank you

A/N: Alright, guys, this is the end of another chapter, I hope you enjoyed it :D I know you want to kill me because the suffering Sunglee and Legolas are going through, but have faith. Next chapter will come out tomorrow.