-Elven love- Legolas Fanfiction Chapter 1
Above me, I hear the roaring of the dragon, I hear screaming. Some of pain, some of fear. I hear the fire crackling and feeding itself with the wooden houses of Laketown. I hear people crying, shouting. I think Mordor would be a nicer place than this. I see the dwarf with the big hat is shrinking by every scream and noise from outside. I feel depressed. So many will die. And I? Do I survive this disaster? More important: Would Tauriel survive it? I shouldn’t let her go. I watch how she gently put her hand on the forehead of the Don Juan. He closes his eyes and moans softly.
‘Your fever is getting lower.’ Says Tauriel and smiles to him. My heart protests. I was jealous. I never wanted to admit. But I was. Jealous of that stupid dwarf who gets more attention than I. My burns on my chest hurt and I wish she was healing me instead of him. The blond dwarf with his braided moustache sits down Don Juan and feels his forehead too.
‘You will be better soon, little brothe
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But… how can we escape this place? I give Tauriel a short hug and stand up. ‘What are you doing?’ she asks. I climb the stairs.
‘I want to get out of here.’ I reply and pushes against the hatchway. Nothing. I push harder. The hatchway don’t move a millimetre.
‘Do you need help?’ Tauriel asks. She climbs the stairs. And put her hands on the hatchway.
‘Let’s try it together.’ I say.
‘Ok, one… two…. Three… push!’ Together we try to move the hatchway, but it doesn’t work. We push so hard that I can feel the sweat on my forehead. ‘I give up.’ I gasp and look at her.
‘We are trapped!’ she looks desperate at me.
‘Don’t…’ I can’t finish my phrase. I knew she was right. We shall die here. With the dwarfs. They would die first of course. But I am disgusted by the idea to be captured with four stinking dwarf corpses.
Love Is Pain (Legolas Fic CH 11: Hobbit DOS)The wedding was beautiful. Legolas' return to Mirkwood, this time as King, not Prince, had caused quite a stir amongst the elves. His announcement of his and Tauriel's engagement had been less of a shock; most of the elves who worked in the palace had seen his love for her long before he realized it himself, and since most of the elves in Mirkwood were associated with the palace in some way, the majority of them had been expecting this, eventually. The great palace was overflowing with flowers and elves in elegant clothing on this most special of days. The majority of them were excited, not remembering what it was like when Mirkwood had last had a Queen. Legolas and Tauriel, tired after the days festivities, walked in silence to Legolas' room. Once they had entered, Legolas immediately began to unravel the intricate braids in his hair. Tauriel stared at him in disbelief.
"What?" he asked, taking in her wide-eyed gaze.
"How can you do that?" she asked. Legolas looked at her, confused. "
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I emit a deep sigh.
‘Please, Tauriel.’ I moan. ‘Don’t do this to me.’ She looks at me like a little child who is begging for a lollypop. I roll my eyes and turn away from her.
‘You don’t understand it, do you?’ she says. I turn my head around. Her attitude was changed. She was standing with a straight back, her eyes self-confident with clenched fists.
‘No. I don’t and I don’t want to.’ I say with a hard expression. And I really didn’t understand her.
‘Let me go then,’ She says with a growl in her voice. I turn back to her.
‘No. you are coming with me. Now.’ I growl back to her. I was a prince. She had to listen to me.
‘Don’t command me!’ she cries, turns around and walks away with big steps.
‘Come on, Tauriel, we could talk about this!’ I call to her, but she don’t listen to me. I run after her, catch her up and put my hand on her shoulder.
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I move to another corner of the vault. The brother watches me offended. I sit there for a while. All the dwarfs are asleep, Tauriel plays with her hair and I am watching her. The noises from outside are calming down. The dragon must be gone. Or dead. I hope so he is dead. What if I killed him? I take my bow and imagine how I could kill that beast. I aim carefully on the ceiling and release the bow string. ‘Pfeew.’ I mumble softly. Maybe Tauriel would think I am the true hero. Prince Legolas, The dragonslayer. I stroke my bow gently with my fingers. I get this bow from my father, many years ago. It is my favourite bow.
‘If Tauriel didn’t exist, I would marry you.’ I whisper softly. I laugh quietly. I think I go mad. I get too much dwarf bacteria in my lungs. Now I am talking to lifeless things, and I want to marry them. Tauriel looks up. ‘You are laughing,’ she says surprised. I put down my bow and smiles to her. ‘So?’ I