I slowly wake up to being in a bedroom. I take a look around. The bed I was laying on was huge and curtains hung around each bed post. The walls were a creamy color and really didn't have much of a design. Numerous paintings of people on horses and people training to become fighters were hung up against the walls. I looked over at the window. Massive white curtains hung from the top of the window and gently flow in the breeze coming in through the open window. The early evening sun, now orange, sends its orange glow through the room, making the room become more dark, enhancing the scenery.
I looked to the wooden table beside me. Someone had placed my bag on it. I walked over and opened it. Whoever had found me made sure to put all the knives I own back into the bag, not forgetting one. I slowly get up and sit on the side of the bed. Someone had also taken my shoes off and put them on the floor. That was when I realized how many cuts I had. "Oh man. What was all this from?" I wondered as I inspected each of my cuts. I touched one with my finger. "Ow!" I screamed in a whisper. Luckily my arms were covered so they weren't injured as badly. I quickly took my mind off of my cuts and walked over to the window. Resting my arms on the ledge, I admired the beauty of the outside world. The orange sun cast an orange glow upon the sea, causing it to sparkle and remind me of orange juice. In the back and foreground, the trees gently swayed back and forth in tune to the gentle breeze we still had. It reminded me of my mother. her soft hair gently dancing with the wind. Her soft hazel eyes filled with piece and happiness. I missed her so much. I still remembered her soft, welcoming voice. The beauty of the weather outside made me feel like it was her. That all this time, she was with me, but I just couldn't see her.
Suddenly I heard the door open. I turned around as a young man with long blond hair and two knives pinned to his back walked in. He wore armor around his body and something like a sweater underneath. "Your up." He said as he turned to close the door. I nodded and turned my body towards him as he walked slowly over to me. "I'm Legolas." He said, bringing his hand forward. "I'm Aquilia. Nice to meet you." I said. Legolas smiled. "That's a beautiful name. Aquilia." He started saying my name out loud. I giggled. "Don't wear it out." I teased. "Haha I won't." Legolas chuckled. We sat down on the bed. "So how did I wind up here?" I asked. "You don't remember, do you?" Legolas asked. I shook my head no. "Well, you fell from a tree and passed out. I heard you fall so I came to see if you were okay. I collected your knives because they were scattered on the ground and I put them back in your bag. And then I carried you back here on my horse." My eyes widened. I remembered now. The dark figure that was hovering over me was Legolas. "Now I remember seeing you right before I went out." I say. "Really?" Legolas asked. I nod. "You bent down next to me and then my eyes closed." I said "That's correct." Legolas confirms.
"That's correct." I say to Aquilia. She gave a nod. We were quiet for a few seconds until I decided to speak up again. "Why don't we get you out of those ripped clothes and into something more comfortable?" I asked. "Thank you but I'm fine." Aquilia said as she inspected her clothing. "You have a lot of rips though. Don't worry. We have a lot of people here. They'll be more than happy to repair it. Looks like it should get washed." I said as I showed her a few. "Yeah those do look pretty bad." She said. "I will be right back. I will see if I can find something for you to wear. I'll take your dress once you change, but don't worry. I'll return it once it's ready." I said as I got up and walked to the door. "I'll be waiting in here." She said. I nodded. "Oh and Legolas!" She called. I stepped back into the room and looked back at her. "Thank you for everything." She said, a smile stretching itself across her face. I gave her a smile and walked out of the room.
I stepped into the room next door that was empty. I opened the closet and scanned through the outfits when I found one I knew would be perfect. I took it off the hook and closed the closet and brought the dress back to the room. Aquilia looked up as I walked in. "Do you like this?" I asked as Aquilia walked up to me. "It's beautiful." She said. I smiled. "Go try it on and see how it fits." I said. Aquilia walked into the bathroom and changed. She came back out a few minutes later. "It's perfect." She said. I gave a smile. "You know, I could just kiss you right now you look so beautiful." I said. Aquilia burst out laughing. "I haven't even known you five minutes!" She laughed. "That's true." I say. "Fine. How about this. You have a beautiful laugh." I say. "Oh stop it." She teases as she continues to look at herself in the mirror. I burst out laughing. "So what do you feel like doing?" I asked Aquilia. "Well, I was trying to hunt for food and fill my canteen when the orcs attacked me." Aquilia said. "Let me guess, you want to go back and get it?" I asked. "If you don't mind." Aquilia said. "Not at all." I said.
Aquilia grabbed her canteen and her bag. I take her by the hand as we walk out of the room and through a passage which takes us to the horse stables. "I will get a horse. You get yourself organized." I said. Aquilia started organizing her things while I opened the gate and walked back to get Amadeus. Amadeus was an amazing horse. He always listened and he would never run off. If you had fallen off of him, he would quickly stop and wait for you. I got Amadeus and climbed up. "Are you ready?" I asked Aquilia. You bet. I moved forward to give Aquilia some space to climb up. "Have you ever shared a horse with anyone?" I asked. "Many times." She said. "Good. Then I assume you know what to do." I said. "You bet." She said and she wrapped her arms around my waist. "Let's go Amadeus." I said as Amadeus got into a trot and we departed from Mirkwood.