The Elf And The Mortal (Closed For milfhunter23 And I)

Mayu

Ghost Of Who I Was
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It was said very long ago the fellowship was a mighty group of people that had the one ring that could destroy all of man kind. The fellowship finally made it and destroyed the ring, its evilness removed from everyone, making them some what normal. But now everything has seemed to just relax, Anna was out with her horse when she heard something was wrong, and moved over to it, soon her blade glowed white and she went charging into them and killed the Orc, she walked over to him, her beauty relaxed as she sighed some
 
Elrond was surrounded by ork when he heard the sound of a bow and the pain of an arrow in his shoulder. Falling from his horse his blade sang as it cut through ork flesh but the green horde was everywhere. “To the fires of mordor with you” he shouted as he fought through the throng.
 
She watched what all was going on, until finally she closed her eyes she soon stood in front of Elrond with her hand in front of her. She began to speak a language older then elfish, as she spoke it the ground began to shake. It was very strong and powerful, her words scared the Orc" When she stopped speaking they thought nothing had happened, but soon screams were heard as the Orcs all died, she smirked, looking back over him she knelt down and spoke in elvish.
 
It was remarkable like watching an ape build a house “my lady I thank you fore you’re aid” he was surprised as much by he language as he was by his own word. Moving forward he collapsed poison on the arrow. He wanted to kill the orks a thousand times, more he wanted to stand but his legs were not moving. “I think I need you’re help again” turning he found his horse dead killed by the same spell so at least she was not perfect. “Lady may I borrow you’re steed”.
 
She looked over what had she done, she sighed some as she looked down "Im sorry" She whistled and her horses appeared she helped him up placing his arm around her as her hood blew down, she sighed some as she smiled, exposing she was human. "He will get you back to Rivendell just fine"
 
The next few hours were not torture but not paradise no amount of masking could hide her scent. Unlike most humans she was not either an animal her clothing and manner were most elfish in nature. “We should stop or the guards may mistake me in my condition for a hostage: several minutes later a half dozen elfin archers emerged that he calmly waved off.
 
She smiled "No worried my lord I know how to get out of this" She got up on the horse behind him and placed her hands on his hips she had a very soft smile as she looked at the king, she had the guts to do what she just did.
 
Part of him was revolted by the touch of a mortal another deeper part enjoyed the warmth and safety of her arm. Eventually the archers disappeared but it was clear to his senses they were not far. The horse moved until he came to a clear Brooke and a small pavilion with banners and flowers. “Would the lady like something to drink or eat” someone helped him down and brought a large silver tray.
 
She slowly got off and looked at there king, before anyone knew it the woman was on her knees bowing before him she spoke in elfish. "Nothing is needed, I am not worthy to be given a damn about. She sighed some, she was the kind of person that wasn't going to get a house.
 
Placing his hand on her shoulder “Rise you’re service to the elfin kind has made you worthy” dismissing his subjects he collapsed onto a stone bench if not for his failing health he might have dismissed her. Collecting his wits he closed a veil around the pavilion and invited her in truth was he needed her, her help her warmth her caring in his condition he was falling to some of the lesser mortal trappings.
 
She ran to reach him ahd helped him, she rushed him to his room so that she could lay him down, she knew how he was hurt, she brushed her hand on the side of his face. "Stay strong my king"
 
Only a few hours ago he might have recoiled from her touch or batted it away what strange attraction existed or influence the poison exerted. “Of course I will his hair was a mess and his skin covered in a light sheen of sweat like dew. He pointed to a cloth and a bowl of water on a shelf then lay back he felt weaker but far stronger then he was a few moments ago.
 
She watched everyone, everyone was afraid that Elrond wouldn't make it but she knew better, she had faith, once everyone was settled. "Alright your Majesty I need you to take off your top so I know where your wound is"
 
He looked at her as is she had sprouted a second head no one saw an elf much less and elf lord in such a condition. “Turn around” as he waited he grabbed the bottom when he was sure she had complied he pulled it over his head. “You may now look” he told her as he sat there exposed.
 
She smiled some she sat down before him as she brought out a bag and took some things out. "Orcs Blade, my people have found something to help, but because Elf's are stronger then us mortal you will feel stronger" She bandaged him up and looked at his beauty. "I am not like all other mortals my lord, the real world having to fight to kill, to protect those you love, to protect those who mean no harm, maybe one day you will see me as a friend
 
He looks forward away from her “The most beautiful flower grows in adversity” He says not so much to her as at her. His body already begins to recover but his mind feels as if it has aged centuries. “I have heard mortals spend much time, rec recreation to recover” the foul word with no elfin equivalent feels like poison on his tongue “How does a mort I mean how does a human recreate”.
 
She smiled "We do that many ways, mostly , like you raise I would assume, we are different my lord, but we also are the same in many ways" She sighed "We kill to protect, we hunt for food, we want our people to be protected. But when it comes of love there is only one way for a man and woman,
 
he almost feel forward as If the wind had been knocked out of him the idea of an elf and a human expressing there love in that manner. “It would be awkward” he wanted to say perverse it would be like a human mounting a goat outside of age difference humans were vulgar even there royalty hardly bathed but she was anything but these. “do you have anyone you….comfort in this manner” he ask.
 
She looked at him "Sir the heart wants what the heart wants, to me species doesn't mean anything, everyone has a good heart and everyone has a bad one, everyone can have someone for themselves....I know the history of your people, you hated men because of the great battle, a human man unable to destroy the one raging to end it. But please sire....not every is like that" She looked away as she stood up looking at the moon. A soft melody that could be heard.

"And as for me, im alone, im homeless, I have no were to go, im a rogue but I do not harm people" She looked down "Im just a dumb ass"
 
He does not look at her “No it is because of mans greed for power, the one wring and the wring wraith are only the most visible sign” he turns to her taking her head in his hand “we should all value our own lives for there may be no other that will” he tells her taking his hand into his first as a parent would a child then as the warmth grows something more before he drops her hand “I am sorry if I have intruded on the lady”
 
She placed her hand on his "Its ok" She said softly "You have got to live in the now, so many beautiful things have been born and always will be, I know of the ritual all of the men have the jewel that if you love someone and give it to that person, its a show of there life, but also if it happened the woman was mortal he would be giving up immortality.
 
He smiled laying back “A foolish myth no immortal would do that” but he had to wonder his race was leaving this land and there were many who had not found love or had lost there loves. “You should find someone you mortals burn like fire”
 
She smiled "I have no one to love and no one loves me" She looked down, "Hell I don't even have any friends, my own kind think im pathetic because I can talk elvish fluently, they always said i was a hybrid but im not adopted im who I am, and I hate it"
 
He looks at her ears "Well you are not ugly for a human but I can not see much elf in you" he told her as honest as he could as one of the most elder families it had been ingrained form childhood. “Why do you speak elf”.
 
She looked into his eyes "Im pure human, I can speak your words because of a young girl I helped, she had been kidnapped by my kind, I took her in my arms and ran and ran we were always friends but she had to hide what she was, and we made it to this city" She sighed some "I know she is married with a baby, wish I could be married..." I wont ever be loved"
 
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