Forever and Always. [Legolas x Reader]

Orc trail

Aragorn is is lying on the ground with his eyes closed and his ear to the ground.

"Their pace quickens. They must have caught our sent. Hurry!"

Aragorn gets up and runs with Legolas and I.

"Come on Gimli!" Legolas shouts

"Three days and a night pursuit.. no food... no rest... and no sign of our quarry but what a bare rock can tell." Gimli says.

We run across the rocks and plains with Aragorn in the lead. Aragorn stops and picks up something from the ground.

"Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall." Aragorn states.

"They may yet still be alive." Legolas says.

I start doing a stupid little happy dance.

Legolas looks over to me and smiles.

"Less than a day ahead of us, come!"

"Come Gimli, y/n! We're gaining on them." Legolas states.

I stop dancing and catch up.

"I'm waisted on cross-country. We dwarves are natural sprinters. Very dangerous we are over short distances."

"Rohan home of the horse-lords. There's something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sits its will against us." "Legolas! What do your Elf eyes see?" Aragorn asks.

"The Uruks turn northeast. There taking the hobbits to Isengard!"

"Saruman." Aragorn states.

"Well, crap."

We keep running.

"Keep breathing, that's the key! Breathe! Ho!" Gimli says to himself.

"They run as if the very whips of their masters are behind them!"

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"A red sun rises. blood has been spilt this night." Legolas says.

We hear horses, Aragorn has us hide behind boulders. A large group of horse-men appear galloping quickly with their banners flying in the air. Aragorn comes out of hiding followed by Legolas, Gimli, and I.

"Riders of Rohan! What news from the mark?" Aragorn shouts.

The riders make a quick turn and and head towards us. They surround us in a tight circle with their spears pointed at us.

"What business does an Elf, man, dwarf, and maid have in the riddermark? Speak quickly!"

"Give me your name horse master, and I shall give you mine."

The leader dismounts his horse and steps forward to Gimli.

"I would cut off your head, dwarf. If it stood a little bit higher from the ground."

In a lighting fast move Legolas points an arrow at the leader.

"You would die before your stroke fell!" Legolas spits.

"Oh snap." I say to myself.

They point the spears closer to us.

He turns to me, "who allowed you permission to speak, woman?"

"You will not speak to her in that manner!" Legolas says still pointing his bow at the man.

I push down Legolas's arm and quickly take out one of my daggers, putting it against the mans throat.