Hanging from the elven rope, just a few yards from his goal,
Legolas looked upand found himself staring into the dragons
Well, I have certainly lost the element of surprise.
He heard Eowyn say, Please do not hurt Legolas!
But he saw the beast raise its foreleg, and curl its claws,
and felt the rope twitch, and he had just enough time to call
out a warning to the men beneath him before the dragon lifted
the rope and, with all three climbers still clinging to it,
swung it round in the air...
With slightly less than Elven grace, Legolas hit the rocky
plateau standing on his feet. The curses and groans coming from
Prince Arthur and Sir Bors, somewhere behind him, told him that
they had not been quite so lucky.
Above his head, the dragon was making a series of gurgling
sounds, which almost sounded like, Whichiz your
Eowyn ran to Legolas side, and threw her arms around
him. This is.
Iz verry small, said the dragon, unimpressed.
So am I, said Eowyn, bravely.
Hmm, said the dragon.
Eowyn squeezed his hand, meaninghe knewLeave
this to me, Lassui, but he could not help asking her, Are
you all right?
I am fine, she whispered. Then she added, loudly,
The dragon has taken very good care of me.
Legolas heard Arthur snort and prayed to the Valar that the
young man would not do anything to worsen an already tense situation.
He looked down at Eowyn and, for the first time, noticed that
she was almost naked. What happened to your riding gown,
I will explain later.
My Lady, said Arthur. Eowyn turned towards him.
Arthur Pendragon, my Lady, at your service. Legolas
saw a flash of red.
Thank you, my Lord, said Eowyn, dropping the slightest
of curtsies as she draped the Princes cloak around her
No, wailed the dragon. Lile
thing look beddar unwrappd.
But this is warm, said Eowyn. She hugged herself
and, smiling up at it, mimed warmth. See? I feel
better wearing it.
Are y going way? asked the dragon,
Legolas breath hitched in his throat and, mentally, he
prepared himself to rip his bow from its strap and nock an arrow;
his elven senses told him that, behind him, Arthurs hand
had reached for his sword.
Yes, said Eowyn, firmly. But... I need you
to help me. I need you to fly me and my husband, and his friends,
down to the ground. Will you do that for me?
The dragons head drooped. Wha bout
me? it asked.