Legolas' Found Treasure

Once everyone was inside Elrond called for a maid. "This is Aramee,

she will tend to you child." He said gently to Narya. The maid

bowed.



"Is this ok?" Narya asked, concerned. She was not used to anyone

doing anything for her, and it rather scared her. Elrond's eyebrow

shot up, and he looked at her questioningly.



"Yes Narya, it is okay." Legolas told her, smiling. "Go with Aramee

and she will help you." He placed a hand on her back and gently

guided her towards the maid after giving her an encouraging kiss.



She nodded, still looking frightened. The maid smiled, and took

Narya's hand, sensing the young maiden was troubled. "Come, we shall

freshen you up and find something for you to wear, and some good food

to eat." She gently pulled Narya away after bowing to Lord Elrond.



Elrond watched as they left, studying Narya. He couldn't help but

notice the bruise across her forehead. Legolas noticed the way

Elrond was watching her, and spoke up. She has been through much."



Elrond nodded. "Let us find a drink and speak Legolas." He led the

young Elf to his private study and offered him some Elvish wine.



"Thank you my Lord." Legolas replied sincerely as he took the

glass. He sipped it slowly, savoring the taste of it. After a few

minutes he carefully sat down in one of the rich wooden chairs, which

were big enough to seat two people if need be, and was cushioned with

a red velvet pillow. Elrond sat across from him in an identical

chair and studied him.



"There is much to tell, you say?" He questioned the younger Elf. He

hoped that Legolas was not the cause of the bruise on the young

maiden, and truly did not think so, but was unsure why it was there.



"Yes." Legolas replied softly, looking out one of the ornate

windows. He was quiet for a moment, then looked at Elrond. "I found

her, the day before yesterday. Or she found me, I do not know

which. She stumbled into my camp in the evening, dirty, scared,

tired and hungry. I caught her and asked her who she was, but she

would not tell me at first. She fought with me, and for someone her

size, she is very strong." Legolas kind of grinned, remembering that

night.



"And the bruise across her forehead?" Elrond asked, his voice level

and gentle.



"That was there already." Legolas replied, his tone dark and

dangerous. "She is running from a cruel uncle that beats her all the

time. She has more then that bruise. She even has scars." He

added, his eyes flashing. "She is very scared and has a hard time

trusting people. I think she finally trusts me, but I must be

careful, for that trust can be easily broken."



Elrond sighed. "Ah, that makes sense. Poor child. What is to be

done with her?"



"Well...." Legolas paused. "I have asked her to marry me. And she

accepted." Elrond raised his eyebrow in shock. Legolas watched the

Elf-Lord, though the rise of the eyebrow was expected, and did not

surprise him. "I know I have not known her long at all, but.... I

love her. Is that not odd?"



Elrond chuckled. "Love is a wonderful thing. Do not lose it, young

Elf. I am happy for you, but I am surprised at your choice." He

admitted. "It will be a difficult road for her, that is easily

seen." He was quiet for a moment. "Are you up to the challenge of

loving her as her husband, and teaching her almost like a father?"

He finally asked, his voice kind but concerned.



Legolas smiled. "Yes, I am up to it. I have already had to teach

her things, like a father would. She can be very stubborn and

rebellious." He told the Lord, grinning.



Elrond chuckled. "Becoming rather intimate with her backside, are

you?" He teased, remembering how he had often corrected Celebrian

after their marriage.



Legolas' grin got bigger. " Yes, I have become very intimate with

it. I did not want to, but it was required. She does not yet

understand though, that the spankings I give her are out of love and

to teach her something. Her uncle never did it that way. He was

cruel, and would punish her for every little thing."



The Elf-Lord nodded. "You will be her power to heal." He told

Legolas. "And I know you will do a wonderful job." He paused. "Has

it been difficult so far? She looked frightened out of her wits

before."



"It has been difficult. I'll get her to the point where she really

trusts me and is happy, and then I'll slip up and scare her, and I

have to work with her all over again. Yesterday morning, she

wandered off while I was still asleep to look for food, and I found

her up in a tree picking apples. She had scared me, for I thought

she had run away or was hurt somewhere, and I spoke sharply to her.

She would not come out of the tree after that, and I spent nearly an

hour trying to talk her down from it."



Elrond nodded once more, feeling sorry for the sweet girl. "And you

love her? You do not just pity her and wish to protect her? Are you

certain that it is genuine love? Because Elvish marriages do not

dissolve except by death, Legolas. This is very serious."



"Yes Lord Elrond, I do truly love her." Legolas replied, his words

strong. "I know how serious my decision is. I would not have made

it if I had not felt true love towards her. I do wish to protect her

though of course, as one always wants to protect the one they love."



"Of course." Elrond agreed. "Then I am very happy for you Legolas,

and wish you the best of luck."



"Thank you, my . I . I appreciate your kind words. I do hope that

you do not mind that I came here, and brought Narya with me. And I

am sorry she reacted the way she did. I knew she was nervous, but I

did not think she would be that bad."



Elrond smiled and inclined his head. "It is fine Legolas, I

understand her fears and I am not offended in the least. And I am

pleased, as always, to have you under my roof, and that extends to

your intended as well." His smile was kind.



Legolas smiled in return and then paused for a moment,

thinking. "May I ask something of you, Lord Elrond?"



"Of course." Was the quick reply. Elrond had fostered Legolas for a

while as an Elfling, and still held fatherly feelings towards

him. "Anything within my power."/>
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"I was wondering if you would do me the honor of having our wedding

ceremony here, and if you would marry us as well." Legolas looked at

the older Elf, hoping and praying that he was not asking too much.



Elrond smiled at him and poured him more wine. "Of course Legolas!

I would be honored to have the ceremony here, and to perform it as

well. When did you wish to have that done?"



The young Elf warrior smiled in reli"Th"Thank you, my Lord. We

will be truly blessed. As to when it should be done, I am not sure.

Narya needs a dress made for her, as well as some other things, so it

depends on all of that, I suppose." Then he cleared his

throat. "And, of course, whenever she wants the date to be." He

added.



A knock on the door of the study interrupted any further

comments. "Come in!" Elrond called out. Aramee, the maid, poked

her head into the room. "She wishes to see Legolas, my Lord."

Elrond glanced at Legolas and nodded. "Very well, send her in."



Seconds later Narya flew into the room. Her blond hair, freshly

washed, was nicely braided and gleamed in the sunlight. Delicate

slippers adorned her feet, and she wore a glittering blue gown.

Looking nervous, she ran across the room and practically jumped into

Legolas' lap. Elrond watched in amazement, then kind of smiled at

the girl's actions.



Legolas looked surprised too, but smiled gently at her. "Why Narya,

I did not know you were a lady!" He teased.



Her reply was to stick her tongue out at him, then bury her face

against his neck. "Soooooo many people." Sold old him, her voice

rather muffled. "All loooooooking at me!"



"That is because you are so beautiful." He told her gently. He

paused and glanced at Elrond. "Did you say hello to Lord Elrond?"



She shook her head. "I don't want too, I'll fall again and be

stupid." Narya announced gently.



"You are not stupid." Elrond assured her before Legolas could

respond. "And how will you fall if you are sitting in Legolas' lap?

All you must do is look at me and say hello." He smiled at her,

encouraging her to open up.



Narya cringed at Elrond's firm voice, but looked up

obediently. "Hello." She whispered.



Elrond smiled again at her, a sad kind of smile, for he saw the fear

in her eyes. His firm voice intimidated her, and he felt bad. "Do

not be scared, child. I will not harm you." He spoke as softly as

he could, hoping not to scare her again.



Legolas sighed as Narya shrugged and hugged him very tightly. "I

don't like all the people." She whispered, a blush creeping up on

her face. "I am not used to so many people and they are so very

loud." Loud voices had never meant anything good in the past, so she

was very sensitive to them.



"I am sorry child, I will ask everyone to be a little more quiet from

now on." Elrond assured her. "Tell me, do you like the room that

was given to you, and the dress you have on?"



At that, Narya smiled. "Yes, thank you. The dress is very special.

But I am afraid to ruin it and then be in very big trouble."



"You will not get into any trouble child, even if you do ruin it."

He said sincerely. "But how would you do that? Are you planning on

climbing another tree?" Elrond grinned at her and winked at Legolas.



Narya hung her head, embarrassed, and whimpered, cuddling tighter in

Legolas' arms like a small child, as she was rather slight, even for

an Elf.



Elrond sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead. Apparently nothing he

was going to say was going to be the right thing. "I am sorry, I did

not mean to upset you. Tell me, what shall Il yol you child?"

Legolas had already told him her name, but he wanted to hear it from

her.



"Narya." She said softly, peeking another look at him. "I will be

very careful with this dress and give it back just really clean and

everything, okay?" She offered earnestly.



Elrond stared at her, surprised. "You do not have to give it back

Narya. It is your dress. It belongs to you. And if you get it

dirty in any way, it can be cleaned. You must not worry about such

things anymore, dear child. You will not be punished for such

trifles."



A beautiful smile broke out on her pretty face. "It's mine? It's

really really mine?" She exclaimed excitedly, making Legolas smile.



Elrond smiled too, delighted at finally seeing something different in

her. "Of course it is yours. Everything that we have given to you,

and will give to you, is yours to keep."



She looked totally shocked and so very pleased, that she almost

wanted to give Elrond a hug for his kindness, but was too shy.



Elrond noticed her happiness and how it made her so much prettier

when she smiled. "That will not be the only dress you will get

either. Legolas tells me that you and he are to be married soon, so

you will need a wedding dress. And I imagine you will need a whole

wardrobe of other dresses as well. And also slippers, boots,

jewelry, cloaks, and anything else your heart desires." Elrond knew

that such an offer might likely blow her mind, but he could not help

but want to give her everything she needed and wanted.



Narya could only beam wider, her whole face lighting up. Suddenly

she jumped up and ran over to him, hugging the Elf-Lord tightly. He

reminded her of her father, and she had missed her ada very much all

these years. Then she realized what she had done and paled, and her

eyes grew wide and she flew behind the chair Legolas sat in.



Legolas shot up from his seat, as did Elrond, surprised but pleased

that she had opened up so well, but shocked that she had suddenly

gotten so upset and hid from them. "Do not hide, child." Elrond

requested. "You have done nothing wrong. Come back out, please. You

have not offended me."



"Yes, come out baby." Legolas urged. "It's okay."



Feeling like there was danger somewhere, even though there truly

wasn't, Narya shook her head no. Legolas carefully approached her

and took her hand. "Come on Narya, Elrond is not angry with you.

Your embrace was loved and very welcome. We like it when you do

things like that. Please, come sit with us again. You are doing

just fine."



To their surprise and pleasure she allowed Legolas to lift her off

the floor like a small child, and as she hid her still very pale face

against his neck, he sat her down next to Elrond and sat back down in

his chair. To his surprise Narya quickly jumped up and placed

herself on Legolas' lap again.



"Baby, why don't you sit by Elrond?" Legolas asked. Narya shook her

head no. Even though he had put her there, she felt safe refusing.



"We could sit on the couch, all three of us." Elrond told her. "And

you can sit between us." He smiled gently at her, then got up and

sat down on the couch. He patted the seat next to him. "Come sit,

child." He told her.



"No." Narya said rather firmly. Elrond raised an eyebrow at her,

surprised at her firm tone.



Legolas frowned at her. "Do not be rude Narya." He told

her. "Elrond has been very kind to you. You need to be polite."



She shook her head no again. "Legolas, don't make me." She whined.



"You need to." He told her, just as firmly. With that he got up,

wier ser still in his arms, and started towards the couch.



"Legolas!" Narya whined again, squirming around.



"Stop acting this way Narya, it is very rude. You do not want to get

a spanking in front of Elrond, do you?"



"No!" She squeaked. She whimpered as he got closer to the

couch. "Legolas, this is mean." She pouted, close to tears.



"It is not mean child." Elrond told her. "You need to get use to

being around people. You cannot hide forever. There is so much to

see and do. Don't you want to see and do things?"



Narya quickly shook her head no, then paused and shook her head yes,

then sighed. "I don't know." She whimpered, and glanced at

Legolas. "Legolas, don't spank me and don't make me sit by him!"



"You are going to sit by him, Narya. It will not hurt you. He will

do nothing to you. And yes, I will spank you if you continue to be

rude. Elrond does not deserve your rudeness." Legolas quickly

placed her on the couch beside Elrond and sat on the other side of

her. Narya frowned and promptly tried to get off the couch.