Legolas's Rose

A/N: I know the Elvish in this fic is wrong. But, all the elvish in my other fics are correct. If the word orc is in there, like they're fighting an orc, it's a mistake. When I first wrote this I thought an orc was equivalent to a troll. Oh, boy . . . so, I replaced every "orc" with spider and changed it about so it would make sense.





The Prince of Mirkwood went out in the forest to hunt. He was desperately trying to get Lwyn out of his mind. The last thing she said to him was, "please do not breathe a word of what you have heard, I beg of you!" Legolas could not promise this, for reasons of his own. After that, Lwyn refused to speak to him. Whenever they encountered each other, her head would lower and her face would color. Then she would sweep past him, as swiftly as possible.
Legolas shook his head, trying to discard the memory. Suddenly, Legolas' sharp, elven ears picked up a rustling in the foliage nearby. He turned toward the direction of the disturbance. A deer had stepped out from behind a group of trees.
Legolas quietly reached for an arrow and carefully strung it in his bow. He pulled the string back and felt the tension increase as he did so. Legolas was about to let the arrow fly when the sudden snap of a twig from behind him, made him turn, bow ready.
"Ed' i'ear ar' elenea!" Legolas breathed. ("By the sea and stars!") He beheld Lwyn standing a few feet away from him. She held a bow as well. "You had the same idea, I see," Legolas said, with a half grin. Lwyn said nothing and was about to turn around. With the speed of summer lightning, he rushed up to her and grasped her arm.
"Let go!" She cried.
"No. I will not let go. Not until you talk to me."
"I just did! Now let me go!"
"Lwyn, please . ."
Lwyn looked at his face, jerked her arm out of his grasp, but stayed where she was. Legolas took a breath and began.
"I am sorry for eavesdropping on your conversation. I meant no harm."
"I know," Lwyn with a sigh. "How could you? I am sorry for being so rude to you earlier. I am half human, my father and I have finally come to accept the fact. But I'm afraid that I will be thrown out of Mirkwood if my secret goes beyond you and my father."

Legolas nodded, understanding the situation.
"I shall ask you again," Lwyn continued, "do not breathe a word of my secret to anyone! Lle vesta?" ("Do you promise?")
"And I shall tell you again, I cannot promise that." Legolas answered.
"Pray, why not?" Lwyn asked, feeling her temper and agitation beginning to rise.
"Because . . . I-"

Suddenly Lwyn diverted her gaze from Legolas' face to something behind him, and her eyes became wide with fear.
Legolas quickly turned around to behold a particularly ugly, lone, spider. Legolas immediately strung his bow and arrow and shot at the beast. That enraged it even further. Legolas heard the snap of a bowstring sound behind him, then he heard the rushing of an arrow fly past him.
Lwyn had joined in the fight.
The spider scurried towards Legolas, sword drawn. The Elven Prince pulled out his dagger and plunged it into the creature. With a shreik, it tore one of it's legs through the air at Legolas who jumped, nimbly, away. As Legolas was keeping it busy, Lwyn crept up behind the spider and jumped on its' back. She reached into her quiver with difficulty, as the spider was running about, desperately, trying to get her off. Finally, she was able to pull an arrow out. With one quick, but, slightly clumsy movement, Lwyn plunged the arrow below the spider's head. The creature gave a sharp squeal and with a burst of strength, it threw Lwyn off it's back.
She hit the ground and slid; stopping at the base of a tree. The spider stalked towards her, while Legolas was furiously shooting arrows at it. He had shot the spider in all its vulnerable points. But, the spider was stubborn. Legolas rushed at the the spider, with both daggers drawn this time. He flipped them in his hands to a downward position.
"Caela ie 'lle!" ("Have at thee!") He cried. His arms came down upon the creature, plunging the daggers into it.
Suddenly a noise sounded that froze Legolas' heart and chilled his blood. Lwyn had screamed. With a cry of anguish, Legolas finished off the spider with one last stab of his dagger. The spider fell. Legolas had to push the disgusting thing away, in order to get to Lwyn.

"Lwyn? Lwyn!"

Lwyn looked up at him through heavy eyelids. "Legolas?" Lwyn muttered, weakly. Legolas' heart leaped with joy.
"You called me Legolas!" He cried, suddenly forgetting the direness of the situation. Lwyn gave him a feeble smile. Legolas' joy suddenly turned into fear, as Lwyn passed out.

DUN-DUN-DUN!!!!