Frost Walkers Legolas Fanfiction

Riders of Rohan

   "Well? Anything to say Legolas? Snowflake for your thoughts?" I Question casually, leaning my head back again and looking at the stars. They weren't as clear as in Forodwaith, but they were still there.

   "Forgive me but... snowflake for my thoughts?" He inquires and I let out a tiny giggle, seeing his ears turn pink.

   "It means what's on your mind. What are you thinking about. It's an expression you ridiculous elf." I turn my head so I'm facing him and smile. He blinks and his face dawns in understanding, which makes me collapse into muffled laughs again.

   "You." He states, causing my laugh to abruptly stop and my face to flush pink. My mouth drops open a little and I'm at a loss for words. How do you respond to that!? I notice his face is colored too and stick my eyes to the ground.

  "What do you mean?" I manage to get out in a strangled question, my blush becoming more prominent. I feel him hesitate, and frown a little.

   "Everything. Your eyes, your hair, your smile, your laugh. Your history, how much you've seen, the way you and your dragon are connected, it's... different than what I am used to. But I was raised by my father, and we stayed mostly inside our forest so everything is different." He interrupts my thoughts and I stare at him, dumbfounded.

   "You are alluring and beautiful, dangerous and yet so gentle. I do not understand why I cannot, why I feel this when I see you." I freeze up. Was this a confession. He seems to realize something is wrong and pulls back. The loss of his warmth snaps me back and I blink rapidly.

   "Legolas. I, uh, what I'm trying to say is... Um." I stutter, my mind overloading. I quickly stand up and pace slightly.

   "I-I need to think. I'll be back." I say and race off into the black of night, swerving until our campfire is close enough so I can still see it, but far enough that I will be hard to find. I collapse and put my face in my hands. What just happened.... more importantly. What have I done?

TIME SKIP

   We were closer to them now, the ending of night and beginning of day was upon us. We climb another hill and Legolas looks over at the horizon, the sun rising painted the sky in blood red and orange. I suck in a breath, taking it all in.

   I had returned last night only when I was sure Aragorn's shift had started. He had raised his eyebrows, lookin toward the hill behind us where I saw Legolas's silhouette. My face must have flickered with emotions because he patted the place next to him.

   "What happened. When he got me up his face was ashen. You were gone. I thought the worse but he would not tell me anything." the man's face was concerned and I rubbed a hand on my temple, holding back stressed tears.

   "I... he.... oh Eru I think I screwed up." Then I told him. I told him of the scroll. Of what it said. I told him of the soulmates, everything there was to know. I told him of earlier tonight. His face was set in a grim line when I was done.

   "Do you love him?" Was the only thing he asked me. I look behind me to see the silhouette again. Tears that I had shed traced their way down my cheeks. I knew he had been listening.

   "Yes."

   "It's beautiful. We don't have sunrises like this in Forodwaith. They're usually either a very pale pink, normal blue, light yellow, or just simply white." I tell them and Rune nuzzles my leg. I smile and reach into my pack, pulling out a piece of meat.

   Giving it to Rune, she croons in delight and scarfs it down in one mouth full. I reach back in and take out a piece of lembas, biting it off and chewing it slowly. The taste filled my mouth and I sighed, missing actual food once again. Lembas is great, until you get tired of it.