Keep Your Head(A Legolas love story/ Fanfic)

The Living Room ~16

I sat in the same room I had sat stunned in only a few months ago. How ironic... I had been so worried. So... heartbroken. And this was my honeymoon after all. I should not have been put in so much distress. I should not be kept from the life I deserved. I am to be a queen. Any who question me shall fall to their knees begging for repentance. When I return I plan on releasing hell.

When I return. For too long I have been suppressed by my childish fears. The fear of never loving. The fear of never being a great queen. The fear of my powers. Well, the time for the kind, scared Ginerva has come to pass.

Liam knocked on the door but I simply swung it open with a flick of my hand. "In here." I yelled. He came in with a huge smile. It must have not occurred to him that no one had opened the door and that it simply swung on it hinges. Legolas and I hadn't told him about my magic yet.

"Are you finally ready to watch Lord of the Rings?? I knew you would come around!" He could only see the back of my head at this point, but he was walking around the couch. My smirking face soon came into view. "Or maybe... we could go see the Hobbit!! It is SUPER great and the new one is coming out in like a day." He looked so happy. Hopefully what I had planned was more exciting. But I must say, I am pretty interesting and I might not mind watching a two and a half hour movie about my face. there will be other times for that.

"Liam, please follow me." I stood gracefully and walked through the kitchen. He followed, confused as ever. But he still had a huge smile. Oh, humans. There, in the first little part of the huge garden, sat Lolas and Liza. Liza cradled a sleeping Isabelle in her arms. Wearing a smile but there was a slightly concerned aura about her, both my friend and love sat on a sun-warmed rock. "Follow me." Ahhh, I love commanding people! They are all at my will. They all trailed me to the grove that the Middle Earth flowers sprung from the ground.

I looked around me and slowly bent down. For a second I stared down at the symbol for my past. Pure, white, lovely, truthful, lined with gold, and over-all perfect. My flower. Or in other words: Legolas's flower he always gave to me as children. (A/N The flower is the one she was drawing in class when she attacked the teacher. Chapter 12) The flower that is a light in the midst of darkness. The Luxin Obscurum. Or Luxin for short.

I picked the beauty, cutting off it's life line. Just like how I was. Well dear Legolas, now we are both dead. Your precious flower and I have fallen. I smirked further. I motioned for them to stand in the center of the meadow. I went back into my mind and tried to find a sweet memory that I could use, but not even the most dangerous one I had fueled enough power within me. I simply stood and walked over to my ️three friends. I turned toward Legolas. "You know, I am kind of sad I never got to go dinner with you in the Eiffel Tower. It would have been so romantic." I turned to Liam. "I am sorry you never fit in on earth." Lastly to Liza. "I am sorry you and Isabelle couldn't have lived a better life here." They all stared at me like I was crazy. Legolas slowing started to change his expression from confusion to shock. He knew what I was doing and I had so much power in me my hair was probably flaming red.

I sighed out and looked at the beautiful flower in my hand. Concentrating on everything that ever went wrong in my life, I threw the frail flower in the air. It begin to slowly float to the ground. Spiraling to a new fate. I reached and grabbed Legolas's hand. "Three."

"What's going on? I don't understand!!?!?!" Liam started shouting and freaking out. Isabelle awoke and began to cry. Liza nervously shifted around.

"Two."

Liam went into another round of hysterics. He tried to run but found himself glued by my magic. The queen always gets what she wants. He was scared strait out of his mind.

"One." I whispered out as the flower collided with the ground and burst into flames before a wind picked up. It began whiling around, fueled by my anger. I let my hair flame and I screamed out in pain of all my frustration. I closed my eyes and clenched Legolas's hand tighter. The whirling slowed then stopped completely. I opened my eyes to see the so familiar rolling hills of Middle Earth. except there was something VERY wrong. There infront of me marched ten thousand orcs only a league from my home. I immediately made to move to warn someone, but as soon as I twitched, I was sucked into a whirlwind again. I reached out as I tried anything to stay. I was back in Middle Earth for only a second. I could only observe as Lorien was attacked.

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I opened my eyes to find myself in Leril's living room. Yet again, in pure shock and fear. I don't think I like this room very much.

Legolas sat above me with a frown. He raised his eyebrows and gave me the 'we are supposed to tell each other everything. That was extremely dangerous' look. Ginerva. He sent through our bond.

Legolas Thranduilion Greenleaf.

He sighed. What were you thinking?! That was careless and stupid!

This time I looked at him in shock and I felt my eyes water, but I pushed it back. His eyes instantly melted from their cold state, that mirrored his father's, into soft, loving ones. He leaned down and grabbed me and pulled my legs so I was straddling his waist. He wrapped my body in a warm and loving embrace. I let a comfortable sigh out and snuggled my head in the crook of his neck.

Suddenly a wave of nastiness flooded over me. It was like my whole body suddenly turned inside out. I lept away from Lolas and took off in a run towards the bathroom. But I barely made it two steps before throwing up everywhere. It poured from my mouth and I felt disgusted with my self. Legolas, only a half a second later had scooped me and carried me to the bathroom and held back my hair as I threw up. He sat down behind me and rubbed the knots out of my back. He whispered the sweetest things through our bond. I stopped for a minute and leaned back into Legolas. His arms were around me and I noticed two there presences by the door.

"Wait, so if you guys are Elven... and Jenny's magic, why is she throwing up? Elves only get sick if they are fading or fatally injured. Right?" Liam asked. I looked back at Lolas with tired eyes. My life had been getting more and more depressing and I was getting harder and harder to see the bright side of things. Maybe I was fading. It doesn't even bother me if I was... maybe that's prof right there. We sat there for a minute. Everyone in silence.

Before I knew it, Legolas pushed me toward the toilet as I suddenly had all the food I had eaten pouring out of my mouth. Where was my life going?

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A/N

So... this is my present to you as I sit down, waiting the theater for the last movie in J. R. R. Tolkin's mighty works made into major motion pictures. BATTLE OF THE FIVE ARMIES!!!!!!!!Because this book is getting more popular, before the next chapter I have to get:

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~Lilly