✓ Wizard's Apprentice - Legolas Fanfiction - wαttч αwαrds 2013! [original draft]

Chapter 7

We set up camp for the night. The group soon fell asleep and I walked down to a river. I sat there with my knees up to my face for a while before Legolas joined me. We didn't say anything for a few minutes.

"Legolas, I am so sorry for being mean to you," I said, my eyes filling with tears. I wanted him to comfort me but he didn't to my dismay. 

"Why were you mad at me?" I looked at my hands before speaking. 

"When I had kissed Haldir, I felt nothing. When I kissed Boromir, I felt nothing. But when you kissed me, I felt something." Legolas half-smiled at me. I looked at his lips and had the urge to kiss them. Then I decided that is what I would do. 

I leaned in and pressed my lips to Legolas's. He began kissing me back until we broke away. Legolas was smiling at me and I felt myself smiling as well. Legolas laid down and I laid beside him, my head resting on his chest. 

"Do you think this is too fast?" he questioned after a while of contentment. 

"I don't know but when the future isn't always guaranteed, going slow isn't always a choice." He accepted my answer before nuzzling my neck. 

* 

We ran, Gimli complaining most of the way. His little obese self couldn't keep up with the rest of us. Soon we came to a stream and Aragorn picked up something off the ground. It was the leaf brooch from Lothlorien. 

"Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall," Legolas spoke in a troubled voice. 

"They may yet be alive." Aragorn looked around and began running again. I heard Gimli grumble causing Aragorn to add, "Less than a day ahead of us. Come."

* 

Legolas stood on top of a rock, looking out over the land. I twirled a piece of hair in boredom. 

"Legolas! What do your elf eyes see?" Aragorn asked him. 

"The Uruks turn northeast. They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!" Legolas yelled in reply and Aragorn mumbled, "Saruman."

* 

The sun rose above us as we kept searching. Legolas looked up at it with dread. 

"A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night." Actually, if the sky is red in the morning, that meant it was going to storm but I didn't say anything. Aragorn felt that my commentary wasn't needed. We continued to track the hobbits until Aragorn stopped to examine the ground again. We heard horses neighing and it was coming closer. Aragorn motioned for us to hide behind a rock formation. A few seconds later, horses rode by. Aragorn calmly walked out and said, "Riders of Rohan, what news from the Mark?" The riders turned around and circled us, raising their spears in suspicion.  

"What business does two elves, a man and a dwarf have in the Riddermark?" the man asked, and then added, "Speak quickly!" 

"Give me your name, horse master and I shall give you mine," Gimli said defiantly and I snickered. The man walked in front of me. He had a look in his eyes that showed that he was attracted to me. Looks like I have the trump card here. I smiled with as much charm as I could muster. 

"Brave warrior, I am Arietta, daughter of Adalia." The man's eyes trailed up and down my body before he bowed.  

"My name is Eomer. It's an honor to stand in front of such beauty." Yep, we definitely had an advantage here. 

"This is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas of the Woodland Realm. We are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, your king," I said, introducing the remaining fellowship.