The Slave – Chapter 7

by May 18, 2004Stories

Legolas sat there sadly for a minute before he stood up and walked to the stairs but Saywen called him back. “Legolas, I love you.” The prince turned at her voice and ran to her side. “Oh Saywen!” his voice was between laughing and crying. His arms wrapped around her as if they would never let go. She felt hot tears on her neck and pushed Legolas away from her. Saywen’s hands ran down his face. “I love you with all my heart.” She whispered. “And I you.” He murmured and laid his head in her arms. His breathing slowed and his muscles relaxed. “Legolas?” she whispered. She looked at him for a minute before realizing that he had fallen asleep.

It was a week later before Legolas talked to Isondil about marrying Saywen. “Well, I guess you can. Though why you want to is beyond me.” He laughed. “I love her.” Legolas sighed. “Yes, well, I shall talk to my father about it.” “Thank you.” Legolas bowed respectively and dashed back down to the basement. “He is talking to his father.” He laughed and lifted Saywen off the floor in a hug. “Put me down.” She laughed. “What if I don’t want to?” he asked and still held her in the air. “You are such a baby!” Saywen giggled. “But I like it.” Legolas argued playfully. “Just put me down.” Saywen laughed. “No.” Legolas held her like a baby and carried her to the bed. Then he dropped her and jumped down beside her. “I love you.” He murmured and then smothered her with kisses. “Legolas?” “Hm?” “Tell me about Mirkwood.” She begged and looked up at him lovingly. “There is not much to tell.” He sighed. “There is when you have never been free.” Saywen laid her hand on his cheek. “I have never left this land before. I rarely even see anyone except for the ones that live here.” “Alright. What do you want to know?” “Anything and everything.” Saywen laid her head on his chest. “That is a broad question. I shall…” before Legolas could continue Isondil came rushing through the door and down the steps. “You two love each other, right? Well, my father said he can marry you when ever you want including right now if you are interested.” Saywen and Legolas looked at each other for a few seconds before they jumped off the bed and up the stairs.

Not even an hour later they were married. Legolas and Saywen were given permission to walk around the grounds. “Follow me.” She laughed and dragged him out the door. “Where are we going?” Legolas questioned as they ran past the field and into a grove of trees. “You will see.” Legolas heard the bubbling of water up ahead. “Saywen, where…” he was cut off when she pulled the branches of a weeping willow away to reveal a perfect paradise. There was only one willow around but it was so large that it covered part of a bubbling brook. On the lowest limb was a wooden swing. By the stream was a place for a campfire. “Beautiful.” Legolas breathed. “Like it?” she giggled. “Love it.” He agreed and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I love you.” Breathed Legolas. “And I you.” She kissed him gently. They stayed there the rest of the night.

In the morning they ran back to the house and prepared for a day of work. “Hurry up!” Lady Hilinia yelled vilely. They worked extra hard that day. Legolas was made to clean the whole barn and Saywen was made to clean the house. At the end of the day Legolas collapsed on the bed wearily. “Tired?” Saywen smiled and sat on the bed beside him. “Very.” Sighed Legolas. The slave girl unbuttoned his shirt and then covered him with the blanket.
“Get some sleep.” She ordered and lay down beside him.

“I’m too tired to sleep.” He joked. Saywen laughed and laid her head on his chest.

“That, I believe, is not possible.”

“Really? Huh! I didn’t know that.” Saywen reached up and gently kissed his lips.

“Well, I’m not so tired now.”

“Good.” Saywen kissed him again and again until Legolas pushed her away laughing.

“Stop! You’ll have me awake for the next two years at that rate.” Legolas looked into her eyes and wondered what his father would think of her.

“She’s so beautiful. My father is always talked about me getting married. I hope he doesn’t mind me marrying a slave. Of course, I am a slave too.”


“Huh? What?”

“You ok?”

“Of course. Why?”

“You spaced out for a minute.”

“Sorry, I was just thinking about what my father would think about you.”

“Bad or good?” Saywen looked at him worriedly.

“I’m not sure; ever since my mother died he has been aloof from the rest of my family.” Legolas sighed. “But I am sure he will love you.”

“I hope so.” Saywen’s shaky voice was almost a whisper.

Legolas reached behind her head and gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Don’t worry about it.” When he looked into her eyes he saw that she was very tired.

“Lay down.” He ordered and rested her head on his chest. Her breathing soon slowed as she surrendered to the comforts of sleep.

They had been married for four months when Legolas started noticing that Saywen was strangely tired most of the time. One night the prince decided to ask her what was wrong. “Saywen?” the prince ran his hand down her cheek. Saywen looked up at him wearily. “Hm?” she mumbled. “I have noticed you are so tired lately. Is something wrong?” he questioned worriedly. “That depends on who I am talking to.” She replied. “Saywen, tell me.” “I will but first I have a question for you.” “Go ahead.” “Would you rather have a boy or girl?” she sat up slowly and looked him straight in the eye. “You’re not…” “I am.” She placed a hand on her stomach. “How far along are you?” “‘Bout two and a half to three months.” She replied. Saywen let out a gasp of surprise and then smiled. “What’s wrong?” Legolas looked at her worriedly. Saywen gently took his hand and laid it on her stomach. The prince felt a soft thud on his hand. He looked up at her in surprise. “Doesn’t that hurt?” “No, it feels wonderful.” She laughed. “What will you know who think about this?” he said worriedly looked up at the ceiling. “I have no idea, but I won’t be able to hide it for much longer.” Legolas looked down at Saywen’s slightly swollen stomach. “You never answered my question; do you want a boy or a girl?” “I don’t care as long as mother and baby are ok.” Legolas brought his face next to hers and gently kissed her.

So she’s pregnant. I made this long ’cause I’m goin outa town for a while. School just ended so my mom and I are drivin’ up to see my aunt. I’ll update when I get back!!! I love everyone who leaves a comment!!



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