[He found you. Deep in a dark forest, half dead. He'd never seen you before, so he knew you weren't from his clan but... Something overtook him, something cheesy like fate, and it make him feel like he knew you. He protected you, saved you, trusted...
"-but father! She was wounded in the forest, she is a fellow elf, and she has seen to escaped from slavery, father please-!" I hear a muffed familiar voice shout.
"That is quite enough of this subject for now. I will let her stay 3 days to recover. No more. Do you understand?" A deeper, stern voice replies.
I flutter my eyes open. I am in a softest, cleanest, cot, in a small elegant room lit by a small candle light chandelier in the center. Beside the hit is a dresser with 3 dresses laid out, some frilly undergarments, some sort of tart and a glass of water.
I stand up to see I am in nothing. Nothing. Only a few bandages are covering me up, but only on my torso legs and arms. I look around to see no one is around so now is a better time than ever to get some clothes on.
I get on the (favorite color) frilly undergarments quickly. They don't seem like they would be comfortable, but they really are!
I can't help but to check myself out in a nearby tall mirror across the room. I walk over to it and smile. I look pretty -- besides the bandages and the tired expression I have on. They must've fixed up my hair in my sleep... Kinda weird to think about, but kind none the less.
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I'm amazed at the craftsmanship of each dress, and the gorgeous colors of each, but I decide to slip on the (first, second, third).
After gazing at my self in the mirror for awhile and eating the tarts that were next to the dresses; I hear the door click open. I turn around to see the young man who had saved me from the forest. He looked somewhat distressed, but he still wore a smile.
"May I come in?" He asks politely.
You're going to be polite now? You didn't even knock... I could've been naked you know...
I still smile politely, he did save my life after all "Of course."
His smile grows as he walks in and shuts the door behind him.
"I'm sorry, my lady, you must be more confused than I. My name is Legolas." He bows and gently grabs my hand and kisses it.
I blush a bit at the gesture, but quickly recompose myself.
Why does his name seem familiar?
"Y/N." I nod.
"Y/N--You're not from around here?" He says my name weirdly, and cocks his head. I'm sure he wasn't suppose to come off as arrogant, but -- he kinda did.
"What do you mean?"
"Your name- I've never heard of anything like it... It's beautiful."
"T-Thank you!" I smile happily, and then reply; "-And no, I'm not from around here... I'm not even really sure where here is, to be honest..."
"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't even think of-" he sighs. "If you want to go on a walk with me, I can explain this all a bit better."
"I'd appreciate that." I nod as he grabs my hand and leads me out the door.
"Your dress looks beautiful by the way." He smiles.
"Oh! Thank you! The dress is made beautifully."
He just smiles, and leads me through some sort of hall to talk doors. He gives a nod to some guards at the door, and they quickly open the door for us.
