Legolas Imagines (LOTR/Hobbit)

Imagine meeting Legolas for the first time (Pt 2/2)

Previously: "If I see so much as a muscle twitch, I will not hesitate to shoot you."
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~LOTR~

Startled at the sudden new voice, you craned your head slightly upward toward the direction of the trees. The voice wasn't raspy and worn from an overindulgence of alcohol like the others, it was smooth and powerful and you wondered who it belonged to. None of your captors seemed to be able to see anything either, looking quite dumbstruck at one another and shouting at the stranger to reveal himself.

"What, are you going to eat me, elf? I'm no simpleton. I haven't believed in a rumor my whole life and I don't intend on starting now." You could hear a small tremble in his voice.

An elf? What is an elf? And did they really eat people? You started to think that maybe this 'elf' was only here to claim you as his own and began to be more afraid of the 'elf' than you were of the filth that was pressing the dagger to your throat.
You flinched when you saw the elf jump down from the tree.

"Don't tempt me," the elf said, steadily walking toward him. "None of your men would provide much of a meal, but the meat on your bones would sustain me quite well." He licked his lips.

Yes, that was it. The elf was going to eat your captor and then you! You were certain of it. You had to escape. Judging by the trembling man behind you, he would drop the knife in fear soon and you'd run into the trees where you were sure the elf wouldn't be able to find you.

"I- don't believe you. Prove it," the man spat defiantly.

The elf hesitated before pulling something out of his tunic.

A bone. Oh Valar, he had a bone!

There was no doubt in your mind now. When you heard the dagger drop to the ground you made your move, dodging the other men who were also fleeing for their lives as you ran in the opposite direction into the forest. But just as you rounded a tree, your foot hit something hard and you fell to the ground with a pained grunt.

You tried to get up but stopped froze when you felt someone grab your arm, and closed your eyes, waiting for the finishing stroke.

You flinched when your bonds were cut, and scrambled backward on your palms.

To your utter horror, you saw the elf standing before you.  You nearly fainted when you saw the knife he clutched in his hand . "Please don't eat me!" you cried.

The elf furrowed his brow. "Eat you? Why would I... oh." An expression of realization and guilt crossed the elf's features and it confused you.

"No, I'm not going to eat you. I just told them that so they would let you go," he said.

"How do I know you speak the truth?" you asked, shakily.

The elf approached and crouched down to eye level. "If I really wanted to eat you, why would I rescue you?"

"I don't know, to claim me as your own maybe?" You narrowed your eyes at him, feeling a little braver.

The elf stood up and took a step back. "No, of course not! Elves don't eat humans," he replied, seemingly exasperated. "If I wanted you dead you would already be dead."

You took a moment to think. This elf seemed to be telling the truth. Of the few people that had attempted to take your life in the past, none of them had taken so long to try to kill you. Perhaps this was only a rescue? You began to feel quite sheepish for your actions, but just before you stood up, you hesitated. "Wait... what about the bone?"

"Rabbit." He tossed it to you and sure enough it was a rabbit bone.

The elf approached you again and extended his hand to you. "Now that you don't fear for your life, will you allow me to assist you..." He trailed off, obviously trying to put a name to a face.

"Y/N," you replied, taking his hand with a relieved smile. He returned your smile with one of his own. Nice to meet you, Y/N! I am Legolas."

You tested the name on your tongue.

Now that you weren't scared for your life, you noticed that the elf was very attractive. Golden hair framed his face and his eyes were the most vibrant blue that you had ever seen, not to mention, his body was very lilth and his skin almost seemed to glow. No, you took it back. Attractive was not the right word. The creature in front of you was beautiful.

"Y/N?"

You snapped your head up and immediately regretted it as the pain in your jaw flared. You moaned and held it protectively, watching the elf as he came near you.

Legolas frowned. "You're injured."

You nodded slowly. The adrenaline rush had momentarily taken away the pain and now you felt it returning full strength.  You clenched your stomach as a wave of nausea hit and Legolas slowly helped you over to a fallen log, sitting beside you.

"May I?"

You see his outstretched hand hovering near your cheek and nod.

"This will hurt a little," he warned.

You hissed as his fingers pressed into tender muscle, some of them running along your jaw bone to check the alignment. "Your jaw is sprained, but not broken," he said before pulling his hands back to himself.

You sighed in relief. "That is good news."

Legolas put a finger over his lips to tell you to be quiet. "It would be best if you refrained from speaking for a while, your jaw needs to heal."

You both stood up.

"In the meantime, am I right in assuming that you will need some place to stay for the night?"

"Ye-" You caught yourself midway and nodded, sadly remembering that you had no food or shelter anymore that wasn't broken or blended in with the mud.

"Would you be comfortable at The Prancing Pony? If you would allow me I should like to pay for a meal and a room for the night. It is the least I can do after frightening you."

You smiled gratefully and allowed the elf to lead you by the hand to the town of Bree. Though, you had the uncanny feeling that you would be seeing more of Legolas in the near future.

A/N: So that's the end of the first one. Feel free to comment what you liked or disliked about it. I'm strong, I can take it ;)