A Quiver Of Arrows {Legolas FanFic}

Chapter 2

{picture of Elian}

~~Legolas' Pov~~

"Ada! Where is she?" I ask storming into my fathers office.

"Who might you speak of?" He asks stroking his chin, giving me a confused look.

"That young elleth, a little younger than me Ada! The prisoner." I say walking up to his desk and leaning on it.

"Why would you want to speak with that filth!" He said getting annoyed.

"Isn't it my job to question the prisoners?" I ask.

"Yes, well she is in cell number eleven." He says continuing his paperwork.

I walk out of the room and make my way down to the dungeon I walk over to the girls cell and peer inside.

"Show yourself!" I demand seeing small movement in the shadows.

"Come out of the shadows where I can see you!" I demand even louder that before. I hear something moan and then dragged foot steps along the cold cement floor. The elleth sits down on a small bench inside the cell out of the shadows with her back facing me. She glares at me and turns away, her eyes were swollen signifying she was crying.

"Why were you spying, what were you doing in Mirkwook?" I asked getting annoyed at the brunettes actions.

"I don't answer to filth you idiotic orc!" She spat.

"How dare you speak to me like that!" I shouted, my voice filled with anger.

"Because I am ashamed to be your kin! Look at you!"She spat.

Wow! She is feisty.

~~Elian's Pov~~

I could hear disbelief in his voice I grinned at the thought of his beautiful face being filled with shock.

"You will be scented to death if you continue." He said, calming his voice. I calmed down, after and decided to answer some of his questions.

"Now will you answer me or not?" He asked leaning against the door, I exchanged a few glances with him.

"Fine!" I spat once again with disgust in my voice.

"What is your name?" He asked, entering my cell and locking it behind him

"Elian." I answered, I decided I would give him short and simple answers.

"A beautiful name." He said, I was surprised my his comment, I felt heat rise to my cheeks. He came and sat beside me.

"Where do you live? Where have you come from?" He asked lifting my chin up to look at him, but I quickly pulled away and looked away from him.

"Rivendell." I said with a cracked voice, I am trying to hold back the tears but it's not working. Tears started to roll down my cheeks at the thought on my brother slowly dying away.

"So why have you traveled so far?" He asked. I bolted up from my seat and walked over to my cot and lied down facing a wall.

"My brother is dying." And with that sentence I stared to cry uncontrollably, and he heard, probably every one in the dungeon heard me baling my eyes out.

"Shhh, it's ok-" I cut him off

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT!" I slapped him in the face, hard "MY PARENTS ARE DEAD AND ITS JUST ME AND MY BROTHER! WITHOUT HIM IM ALONE, M-my biggest fear is being alone." I said cupping my mouth and falling back on to my cot while shaking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." He said with his hand on the cheek I slapped him on.

"We'll know you do. Now get out!" I demanded hoping he would listen.

"That isn't an order you can give me." He said crossing his arms.

Of course he didn't listen he is a spoiled prince.

"Please. Get. Out." I said still shaking. He turned around and walked walked out. He forgot to lock the cell door for a split second but ran back after and locked it, his cheek had a red hand print on it.

I'm doomed to die alone, in a dungeon with a creepy yet handsome prince who I don't have a very good relationship with right now, I'll have to fix that. I'm going to be scented to death by King Thranduil for slapping his son. Great.

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