5. Blood from a God
"I'd rather be dirty and poor with you, than rich and without you."
- quote by me
I slowly opened my eyes, revealing a very tall shadow, standing above me. I let out a small scream. I was scared. If it was a person who wanted to hurt me, he or she had the upper hand.
"Miss Crossvow, it's just me." I heard a female voice said. My eyes adjusted to the light, and I saw a maid standing there looking all innocent and happy. When war comes, her family will have to fight for their lives. I let out a small sigh, sad about the thought of people dying, especially the Elves from the Woodland Realms.
I thought back at when Tauriel told me about Legolas. He introduced him as Legolas Greenleaf, but I didn't think about he was a prince. I didn't know the King's last name was Greenleaf, my father never bothered to tell me. I missed my father really much in the beginning, but when I enchanted the white stone in the Misty Mountains and lied in there, I didn't even give it a thought.
I felt embarrassed. I didn't even remember my family were dead. A tear rolled down my cheek, but my eyes didn't look touched by it after what I could see in the mirror. I sighed once again, looking at my new features. It wasn't that bad, and if the Goddess of Light wanted me to look like this, I would be more than happy to grant her wish.
I looked around, searching for the maid. But she was gone, probably leaving my thoughts for myself. I never really socialized in my life. Of course I have friends and a family that cares about me. Oh, I mean cared. Putting my head in my hands, I thought about all the memories we have had together. I really missed it, but I'm a big girl.
I put on a dress and did my hair in a braid, then walked to the breakfast hall. I earned some looks on the way. Since I didn't look like a little kid anymore, the Elves actually took interest in me. And I got that information on the way for breakfast, just by watching the Elves look at me. Men, were easily corrupted. But.. I somehow liked the way they lived and their society. They knew how to appreciate life, because they only have a special amount of years to live in, which already have been decided by the Goddesses even before they were born.
People had recognized me yesterday as myself, they knew it was me. And I kinda looked like the old me, it's just a bit of my appearance that has changed. A new hair color, another color eyes and a more mature face and body.
I headed towards the breakfast hall, smiling politely towards the Elves who either said 'good morning' or just smiled or nodded at me. My steps stopped abruptly, as I encountered Legolas. He looked at me briefly, them offered his hand since I fell.
"Miss Crossvow, what happened to you? I can tell it's you, but at the same time, you've changed a lot." He spoke, making me nod understandingly. I uncomfortably took a step back, avoiding any kind of body contact.
"You know how the Crossvow family always has been very magical? Even more than other Elvish families?" I asked him, slightly looking around, searching for any eavesdroppers.
"I know that, but at the same time, it's a little odd. Why are you more magical than others?" He questioned.
"Once for many, many years ago, a long time before you and I were born, the Crossvow family were Gods and Goddesses. Sounds nearly impossible, right?" I breathed, then continued. "One time, one of them fell in love with an She Elf, he loved her more than anything else.." I trailed off, not knowing if he wanted to hear more.
"Tell me more?" He asked, pleading me with his eyes. I could see the curiosity in his eyes, and I gave him a small smile.
"The She Elf was a poor and lived alone in a small hut. The God knew that he couldn't let her continue her life alone with no one to care about and no food, so he gave up his title and continued the rest of his life as an Elf. The other Gods and Goddesses were mad, but they overcame it all because their love for each other was so dearly, they didn't give up. The blood of a God got passed down generations, and it's hard to believe that in my veins, blood from a God is flooding, making me very different and special." I stopped and thought about what I was saying before continuing. "This happened to my mother too, it means that we finally mature and become a Goddess. Before I was pure and strong She Elf, now my God blood has awakened and I'm as powerful as ever."
"How strong exactly?" Legolas asked me.
"Strong enough to kill a dragon without getting hurt, I hope." I said, quickly regretting it left my mouth.
"What do you mean? It wouldn't matter since Smaug is dead." He stated.
"I'm afraid not, the arrow the man shot at him did some serious damage and I helped a lot too, but it was not enough to kill him. I tried to finish him off, but I was too weak, so I figured I would just let him die by himself. I'm not sure if he's dead or still alive, but I sure do hope he's dead.." I told him, scratching my head.
"So you're telling me, that the citizens in Laketown might be in danger!?" He yelled at me, causing me to sigh.
"Of course not, even if he's alive, he wouldn't get enough power to fly for five years, and I figured I would have my new powers by then." I stated, rolling my eyes.
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