Lord of the Rings x Reader (One-Shots)

Legolas x Reader

WHOOSH

An elf was running through a forest, the elven prince... He was searching for some of his missing brethren...  

Little did he know, he would run into the love of his life...

He heard a branch snap... He was worried it was his cousins, pranking his poor soul again...

"Who goes there?" He asked

There was no answer, not even so much of a grunt...

Finally, someone answered...

"Hello?... I am... Y/N, I came here for a cure... For my people... Can I have passage?"

"Show yourself!"

A beautiful girl, an elven girl, appeared from behind a tree. She had Y/H/L Y/H/C....

She had Y/E/C. The elven prince wondered what tribe she came from. She didn't come from his, or else he would have noticed her before, considering her looks....

The elven girl smiles and looks at him, I come from Rivendell, if I knew you were an elf, I would've came out immediately, although, I would've with caution. You seem alright."

The elven prince smiles, "I am Prince Legolas, of Mirkwood."

The expression went from happy to grave, on Y/N's face.

"So you don't know..." She said.

"Know what?" Legolas questioned.

"Well," Y/N started, "Rivendell isn't doing so well... We are suffering from a sickness, and we're hoping we can get through all of this. I wanted to see your father if he new what this sickness was, and what we could do, and us to stop it."

Legolas nodded, "I could take you to my father, I can get you right to him, without being told that you need to wait."

"I am thankful, Prince Legolas."

Legolas smiles, and leads her through the woods. Since she was from Rivendell, she had trouble maneuvering through the trees. After Y/N got the hang of it. She was fine, and slid gracefully from tree to tree.

After a few minutes, they reached the castle.

Upon entering, a few tried to push Y/N away from Legolas, thinking she was some sort of stalker. Legolas calmingly explained that she was with him, and from then on, he directed Y/N, by holding her hand. 

After they got to the throne room, he let go of her hand, and gently pushed her into the room, and he followed, closing the door behind him.

"Father, this girl wants to speak with you. She comes from Rivendell, which is suffering from some kind of sickness."

"Tell her to wait outside."

"Father! She needs to see you, now."

"It's not that much of a bother, Your Grace, I will return home, and inform my father that you cannot help," Y/N stated.

That seem to have gotten the King of Mirkwood's attention, "Who is your father?" He asked.

"Lord Elrond, Your Grace."

The King, leans over, and whispers something into his servant's ear. The servant nods, and walks away, in a hurry.

"You are Y/N, Lord Elrond's daughter, I respect him. You are welcome to stay here, and I will help you with whatever you need. I will send a bird to tell him this, so he knows you're safe, and well fed."