Angel On Fire

Chapter 15 - Feelings?

"Your father is a little much, don't you think?" I ask Legolas as we walk side by side towards what I believed were the dungeons.

"I do not think you have the right to question his decisions." He replies making me furrow my brow.

"Don't you?" I ask making him stop in his footsteps. "I don't mean to offend you, or him." I add looking up into his face trying to gauge his expression. "I'm not looking to start a fight or add to the feud you already have with the dwarves. I just think that there is more he could have done than to just let the dwarves wander the land homeless and freezing."

"And what would you have done?" He asks his eyes meeting mine. I find myself in awe of their cerulean blue color. I had noticed earlier that Thranduil's eyes were also a radiant shade of blue, close to that of the Tiffany company blue. Was it just his and his father's eyes that were so vibrant? "Why do you stare at me so?"

"Oh," I blink quickly trying to collect myself a hint of pink flushing my cheeks at my embarrassment. "I'm sorry, it's just I've never seen eyes as blue as yours before. I kind of got distracted by their beauty." I watch as he cocks an eyebrow at me and I clear my throat, "Any way, what were you saying?"

"I asked what you would have done, if you had been in my father's position." He repeats folding his arms over his chest.

"I don't know, but I wouldn't have done what he did." I pause as I look up to meet his gaze. "I would have done what I could have to help them at least find shelter or a place to stay."

"What if they wanted more from you than just your help in relocating. What if they expected you to risk the lives of your own kin to reclaim a home that was lost?" Legolas reasons making me bite my tongue.

"My father once said, 'Asgard is not a place, it's a people'; therefore, I think I would have explained to them that no matter where you were, as long as your people are safe, your home and kingdom are safe."

"Your father was a very wise man." Legolas states making you nod.

"That he was." I add as I turn to look away from him. "I fear he would not be very proud of me right now."

"Why do you think that?" He asks turning to face me, concern filling his eyes.

"There are some things I have done that I am not very proud of. Lying to Thorin and the rest of the dwarves being one of them. I don't know, I just don't think I could handle them looking at me like I'm some kind of monster just because I have powers."

"If they look at you like that, then they were never your friends to begin with." He offers making me roll my eyes.

"That's not very helpful." I state causing a smirk to fill his lips.

"I was not trying to be helpful. Just being honest."

"Again, not helpful." Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and then let it out. Opening them I meet Legolas's gaze and smile. "Thank you,"

"For what?" He asks tilting his head in confusion.

"For being friendly with me." I state making him nod slightly. "I know you are concerned about my powers and I understand why." I take a deep breath. Should I share with him? What's the worst that could happen.

"When I was younger; when my powers first appeared... I couldn't control them. I would catch fire just from losing my temper, freeze the great hall when I was sad, and when I was happy, I caused a giant tree to appear in the courtyard. Even now I still have issues with controlling them when my emotions are all over the place. I promise I will not lose my cool and do anything to hurt your home or its people."