"Why do you ask me about these things?! As if I would know." I huff, rolling my eyes at Legolas.
"You're a girl! You understand these things. Do you think she likes me?" He pesters, far too eager to hear my answer.
"I may be a girl but I've never actually been around people before. Everything I know I learned from you, you dunce. If you don't know something, I certainly have no idea. Plus, I've never even seen her. How am I supposed to know?" I argue.
He can be so childish sometimes, especially when it comes to girls. It almost feels like I'm the one who's 100 years old.
Legolas hangs his head, dejected. I sigh. He's been hung up on this Tauriel girl the entire conversation and I'm sick of his whining.
"Ok, tell me what happened again, and in full detail." I relent.
"Well, I was walking down the hall towards the archery field when a violent clatter of metal caught my attention. Upon investigation, I eventually came to a small court yard that sprung off the main corridor. I peeked around the doorframe to see her. Such a fierce, elegant fighter. Both beautiful and terrible. She has skill with knives the likes of which I've never seen..." His voice trails off and he stares off into space.
"Ok. I get it. She's amazing and gorgeous and you're drooling over her. But what did she say to you?" I tease.
"I most certainly did not drool!" My brother protests before continuing, "So I watched her spar, an amazing sight. She didn't notice me leaning against the stone door-frame, admiring her. The wind threw her hair from her shoulders and it cascaded down her back like a copper waterfall as she cleaned and sheathed her knives. She turned to the door and our eyes met. She blushed and raised a single, deadly, delicate hand and waved shyly. I waved back, smiled at her, and then went to go practice."
"Wait. Wait. Wait. You didn't even talk to her? You stood there lurking like a stalker and didn't even introduce yourself afterwards? It's more likely she's scared of you than in love with you!" I exclaim.
"There was no 'lurking.' I'm the prince of Mirkwood; I do not lurk." Legolas snaps defensively.
"I hate to break it to you brother, but you lurked. And don't try to pull rank on me, you know I could care less. Being a prince makes you no less a stalker than the next guy. It just makes you a rich one." I mock good-naturedly. Legolas glares at me and I continue. "At least you had the good graces to smile and wave at her. Next time you should ask what her name is."
"But I already know that, her name is Tauriel." He objects.
"And how did you figure that out?" I question, raising an eyebrow.
"By asking a place guard- oh."
"Regardless, let her introduce herself. She doesn't need to know you've been stalking her." I advise.
"I was not stalking! I was-err- researching." Legolas protests again.
"Whatever." I smirk and shrug my shoulders noncommittally. "I recommend against your 'researching' in the future, it'll freak girls out."
"Fine. So what do I do now?" he asks.
"You wait until you run into her again, and this time, have something witty to say."
YOU ARE READING
Legolas' Girl Trouble (Legorial MiniFic)
FanfictionLegolas was not always as suave and sexy as he would like you to believe in the books. As with everyone, he went through an awkward faze. Crushes aren't easy for anyone. A mini fic about Legolas and Tauriel when they were young. Laurien is from my...
