Kaeàna sat with the little elfling. They were in a restaurant, it was loud, warm and busy.
" What is your name?"
"Legolas Greenleaf." He said simply and began eating. He was picking at his food but ate it with a distracted grin.
" Well Legolas. We're are you from?" She needed to find out who to return this little elf too.
" Mirkwood."
Kaeàna almost chocked on her ale. She coughed. "That far huh?"
Legolas nodded.
" We were visiting the city when the bad man grabbed me.."
He continued eating.
" What are your parents name's?"
"My ada is Thranduil. People say he is the king. I don't know if I believe that. He wears branches on his head..."
Kaeàna sniggered.
" That would make you a little Prince then aye?"
"I guess."
He began to take a drink of his water.
Ka was walking to the inn. Legolas held her hand, in her other hand she held the reins to her horse. The man she left at the rangers door step she attached a note to his shirt and left.
She tied her horse in the stables.
Legolas was about to fall asleep on his feet. He was swaying softly, and leaned against her leg.
She picked him up and set him on her hip.
Kaeàna grinned and stroked his hair. He was already asleep.
She walked into the inn. The woman at the front desk immediately smiled at her.
" That is a beautiful child."
"He-"
She was already standing up, to come see him so she kept quiet. It was an older woman, greying auburn hair was in a loose braid that tumbled down her shoulders.
She put a thin hand on his cheek.
" My, he is handsome. Little sweetheart." The older woman doted.
" Will it just be for the two of you?"
Kaeàna nodded. " Yep. That's it."
" Alright it's six coin for the night breakfast is served in the morning."
Ka dug in her pocket, she pulled out the six coin and grabbed the key.
Legolas had rested his blond head against her shoulder and was slightly snoring.
She unlocked the door and stepped inside. It was clean, nothing to fancy and it smelled clean. There was even a bathroom.
She decided she could make the boy get a bath tomorrow.
Kaeàna slipped off his boots and laid him down into the bed.
She tucked him in softly, and placed a kiss on his head.
She had grown very fond of the child. Maybe it was because he was so sweet and told her everything about him. Everything.
She drew herself a bath, she washed away the dirt and grime from her travels. She rinsed and washed her light brown hair, it seemed to get a few shades lighter from having all of the dirt removed. Kaeàna pulled a sharp straight razor from her bag. Once she covered her legs in soap she shaved them.
She almost felt alive again.
She dried herself from the bath, changed into her sleeping clothes and plaited her hair for bed.