The Hobbit

Lake-town: the meeting (2)

You sat beside the blond male-elf, trying to understand why two elves from Mirkwood would be here. As you thought about that - Sigrid stepped inside the house and stopped in her tracks.

Her eyes fell on you, bloody and her fathers sword by your side. "(Y/N), what happened?" she breathed out, walked slowly up to you and placed a palm on your shoulder.

Your (E/C) orbs had grown pale, but somehow you didn't feel weak nor afraid - as you normaly would be if you had killed something.

"I'm alright. What about you?" you asked and stood up, Sigrid didn't answer as her eyes found the red headed she-elf talking elvish at Kili. "Come - you can't walk around like that." And with that she wrapped her fingers around your wrist, dragged you after her.

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After you had changed, you both found Kili, Fili and Bofur standing up right. "I see you're much better, Kili." you said with a tilted head, wonder in your eyes of what the elven medicine could bring.

He chuckled heartly and bowed to you, with a wink and all. Sigrid snorted but as the red headed elf came back inside, she looked over everyone and nodded to herself.

"He's better." was all she said and smiled, you saw that Kili had grown red with that and you smiled at them both. For a long time you had been told that elves and dwarves hated each other - but these two looked like friends.

"Why should I care, Tauriel?" a smooth voice asked, the blond elf stood in the opening of the door - with a grim look on his face. Under his nose something red had ran down, and after a few seconds you understood that the elf had started to bleed.

"You're bleeding." you said without thinking, two sapphire eyes looked into yours and a dark eyebrow was raised. He looked amused at you, but nodded and turned to 'Tauriel'.

"What?" and you couldn't understand what their saying. They used elvish, but you're mother somehow could a few elvish words.

And Tauriel turned around and walked away - the blond stood where he stood. His sapphire blue eyes locked into yours, and he asked: "What's your name, human?"

You raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't argue with it. Kili and Fili looked at you, their brown eyes glued at your face. "(Y/N) (L/N)." Sigrid grabbed a hold of your forearm and stood there with her eyes glued at the elf.

"Legolas Thranduilion." Was all he said and left, but before he passe through the open door - one sapphire eye looked back at you and you couldn't help but to feel somehow proud, and the blood in your veins started to go to your cheeks.

The Elven King's son; Legolas Thrandilion - had asked about your name!