Ashes ⇝Legolas

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
ATTACK

All the other sights seemed less important, all the surprised looks she had been getting fell to forgotten keep holding many more aside just the ones happening in that moment as Nesryn had hastily rushed into the assigned room within the royal halls and putting back the quiver of arrows and her precious daggers, without a single thought of doubt crossing her headed to the main door of the king's domain.

Hallways all seemed merely the same, each wall of wood and a bit of stone coating the floors as well, shining upon the light of burning torches that sent heat within the burning flames of red and orange. Her footfalls resonated through the empty halls, her eyes set on one dark tunnel between the shifting lights of torches and her mind wrapped by one though— she knew other three kingdoms were ruined as well, yet that would not stop her from searching for their ruin only so she would find the remaining three people just like her.

At last, she rushed out of the hall and fully ignorant to the shouts of the guards behind, was close to reaching the middle of the hall just halfway to the main door as Gimli stepped in front of her, forbidding her moves. "Where are you going, lass?"

She successfully moved past the Dwarf, muttering to him. "I do not expect you to understand, Gimli, but this is important." Nesryn strode to the very gates of the doors rather quickly, so neither the Dwarf nor the man, Aragorn who had stood up from the nearby bench could stop her— if they did not manage there was yet one who had stepped, shielding the door from her grasp, at the front as the woman then halted her steps. Legolas stood as still as a beam of sorts, arms crossed and eyes rather impassive which stayed on Nesryn questioningly and even partly worriedly.

Nesryn closed her eyes, sighed out before opening them again. "Legolas, please, step aside. I take my leave now." She stated, moved to the left just by a bit, followed by the Elf who carefully, stubbornly stepped in her path only a second later yet still was the woman unable to pass into the shadowy world ruled by darkness and arising power, control the dark held as she had undoubtedly originally planned on doing so.

"You are needed here with us, Nesryn." The Elf spoke, a careful smile gracing his soft features and two eyes like pools of glistening water upon moon's impeccable shine as if just faintly pleading, asking her to stay and not proceed with quite usual recklessness into something Nesryn herself did not truly know.

Alas of giving up, the woman had never heard of and with a flame igniting in her being, burning to the very core of her pale skin and twisting inside her head, she breathed a heavy sigh in utter annoyance, began swiftly threading her way closer until she could stand just  barely tall enough to look at the Elf rather threateningly. "Would you do this for me, would you let me go? It is important, I might understand myself better." All the threatening had drained from her eyes, all the fire had extinguished within her being, all the annoyance had vanished and was replaced by utter sincerity, even pain her blue eyes displayed which shattered her into pieces— she could not decided which was worse, having to leave behind one who yet understood her or not knowing the truth behind herself and her existence.

Yet, with the look swirling in Legolas' eyes she surely got all the answers she needed. "I did make a promise, do you not remember?" Legolas asked her immediately after, only had she managed to direct one rather pained look at him before a hand gently grabbed her shoulder.

Nesryn turned around, spotting the face of a friend she had of late perhaps forgotten a bit. "War is upon us, Nesryn." Aragorn spoke, nodding.

"And you, lassie, are our strongest warrior." Gimli joined in, looking up at woman's quite shorter figure compared to Legolas and Aragorn, yet to his she was of a rather normal hight as he brought the handle of his axe down to the stone floor, the deep sound it had produced resonating trough the royal halls of Rohan.