My first LOTR story, so please be kind! I own two dogs, a fish, and a really old couch, but I don't own LOTR (sadly) P.s I hope my Oc isnt a mary sue (god help me if she is)
It was the in year of the first age, 3439, that in land east of the Rhun, a powerful race lived. They were called the Felis Populi, or in common tongue, cat people. They were a long lived race, fierce and loyal to their own, abilities blessed onto them by ancient goddess whose name still remains unspoken. Discovered by the Elves, whom they sought out to help the people of Middle Earth defeat the Dark Lord Sauron. In agreement to fight the lord of the Felis, Rex Babur, agreed only to have the Elves accept that after the war they were to never be found or called upon again. The Elves agreed and the war was fought, and dark Lord Sauron fell. After the war, the races celebrated the victory, but fate intertwined the races. It so happened that a Felis, called Theron, had fallen deeply in love with an elven maiden, Erulassë. The two shared their forbidden love, knowing death lay behind the truth. But they discovered one night, by an elf who also had fallen in love with Erulassë, but could not win her heart. In a fit of rage at seeing the two, the elf struck Theron down, killing him instantly. He made to grab Erulassë but, his anger had blinded him. The Felis guards had arrived, and had seen their dead comrade. They began to attack the elf, and in the struggle for vengeance, had struck down fair Erulassë. The death of the lovers had begun the bloodiest battle between the Elves, and Felis, until they abandoned the war, too tired and drained to fight over this any longer. The Felis cut themselves off from the rest of Middle Earth, and soon all knowledge of their existence faded in to legend. The Elves in turn had not forgotten their enemies, and never spoke of the again. Never again would they cross paths until now, qhen the one ring was discovered and the battle that was fought so many years again would arise and unite them once more.
Night had cast its shadowy form over the king of Procus. On the lower levels of the mountain like fortress, a young woman lay in the grass, her eyes focused upwards at the stars.
"Lamai! Lamai!"
A elderly lady came hobbling over the hill, her puffing echoing in the silence.
"Goodness my lady what in the name of the Goddes are you doing out here?"
"I wanted to see the stars Kora, really no need to fuss." Lamai said, looking up into Kora's frazzled face.
"You should know better then to sneak out of the castle like that." Kora scolded, her gnarled finger pointing down at the young woman. "Its not safe."
"Kora I do believe my father has made that quite clear over the past twenty-two years." Lamai said rolling her eyes.
"And you have yet to listen Filia." Kora noted, and smiled as the Lamai scowled ay her. "Now come, you are expected by you father."
Pulling herself up, Lamai followed Kora back up the pathway and into her bed room, where she was dressed to meet her father. The red dress had been pulled firmly around her thin frame as she was marched up the stairs and entered the throne room, making it rather hard to move properly. Rex Fahd sat tall and proud upon the chair of his ancestors, his eyes falling sternly onto his daughter.
"Licentia nos." he commanded, waving his hand. The room was emptied with the except of the Lord and his daughter.
"Lamai, what were you doing outside?" he asked.
"I wanted to see the stars." she said her gaze falling to the floor.
"You can see them from your room just fine." Fahd said.
"I know but its not the same." Lamai cried out. "I wanted to see the world from the view of a person, free with his own right to govern his life, not that of a prisoner."
Fahd frowned. This argument had plagued them for years. She was his only living child, the heir to the land, and he had protected her furiously after her mother died.
"You are not ready for the world young one." he sighed. "Not all is good and beautiful in the world."
"I know that, give me a chance to prove myself and show you I can handle it." Lami begged as her father stood and turned away towards a table littered with papers. "I am not a child anymore, and I am not scared."
"I know." Fahd said softly. Looking down, he gripped the sheaf of paper, till his knuckles were white.
"Pater, what is wrong?" Lamai asked, seeing her father change in manner.
"They've asked for us." he growled, looking down at the paper once more. "How dare they."
They? Whose they? Lamai though to herself as she moved closer to her father, and glanced down at the paper. The delicate writing of Sindarin was shining in the candle light.
"This Lord Elrond had contacted me personally asking for my help in his little quest he plans out." her father raged, throwing the paper down. "As if he doesn't know what happened and why we won't help him."
Looking down at the paper, Lamai tried to make out some of the words. She could see ring, lord, elves, middle earth, destruction.
"Father does this even remotely have anything to do with Ad Quorum Casum Theron?" she ventured.
"It has everything, and yet, nothing to do with the tale." Fahd said, looking out the windows. It wasn't until now, that Lamai truly saw how old her father. The 432 year old king was beginning to fade. His face was tired, with lines deepening around his eyes. His once proud and fit body was beginning to fade. His homo seemed to be fading as well.
"Father what is this Lord Elrond asking of you?" Lamai asked.
"The Vetust, wanted me to send a representative into their lands to discuss the destroying of the one ring and are once again asking for our help. As if the blood that was spilled on our lands was all gone and forgotten." He snorted, but sobered and gazed back down at the letter.
"Yet, this Lord Sauron is coming closer and closer to our lands, his orcs have already made it to the western shores of the Rhun river. I cannot deny us allies in these desperate times."
Lamai stood their quietly while her father debated. If he were to send an envoy into the elven lands, this could be an opportunity of a life time. As a moment of silence passed, her father stood straight once more.
"Dimitte me Dea." he muttered. "I will indeed send an envoy to Lord Elrond."
Unable to hold herself back, Lamai spoke.
"Father perhaps you should send me." she said quickly. She crossed her finger behind her back as she continued. "I could negotiate and behave properly around the Vetust, and this would be one of the opportunities for me to prove. Not to mention having one of the member of the royal family would show good will and make it seem like we want peace, which we do."
Fahd looked at her long and hard.
"I will think about it."
"But."
"Enough." he said cutting her off. "Its not yes or a no. I will think about, you are dismissed."
Bowing once, Lamai left the throne room her heart practically throbbing in her chest. She might be able to go, she might be able to see the real outside world. She remembered Rector coming to Felis to visit and telling her the tales of the outside world. She had always been enchanted with them, and had listened closely. It had been years since Rector had come though. Opening the door to her room, Lamai went over to her bed and flopped down. She stared at the ceiling, a sort of hope blooming in her mind. She would go to this meeting, and she would make her people and father proud. Lamai smiled as she thought about this, not even noticing Kora entering the room and yelling her for still having her hair in.
The next morning couldn't have come any slower. Lamai had laid there in her bed to jittery to be able to sleep. Her father would possibly allow her to go in this important meeting of the sorts. After having Kora dress her, Lamai walked down to the throne room, and sat next to her father as the councilors gather to discuss and debate the affairs of the land. It wasn't often Lamai came to their meetings, they were boring, but she needed to prove she be focused and offer her own pieces of knowledge. As they began settling down the councilors brought up the matters to her father. A dry spell in the southern half, a dispute between two of the smaller cities, the festival of the Moon, etc. As she sat, Lamai noticed how tense they were, and began to realize they might just be saying these to, perhaps, avoid a certain letter? As the last councilor finished, Fahd stood up.
"My friends, two days ago we received a message from a foe of long ago. We have debated on what to do, and after much thought and council I have made my decision." he said. Silence hung about the room, everyone was holding their breath.
"We will send an envoy to them."
The babble broke out. Councilors had jumped to their feet, shouting their indignation, and disapproval.
"Silence." her father boomed, and the room fell quiet once again.
"Our laws have commanded the respect and honor of our people and to those around us, and we here represent the people."
"Sir the Vetust, they dishonored our people. Why do we show them the same?" A councilor demanded stadning up. His dark hair was slicked back, his dark grey eyes glaring at his lord. This was Lord Ros, and he was always the dissenter when it came to making the group decisions.
"My lord, this decision affects more then just the war." he said, his smooth oily voice sliding into everyones ears. "It affect how the people shall look at you, I wish for nothing more than you personal safety."
"This decision my father has made, is leading us to bringing ourselves out of this corner where we have placed ourselves." Lamai said standing up. He could complain all he wanted but insulting her father was another thing.
"My lord, we have kept ourselves hidden away from the world, due to a war that occurred many, many years ago. If we are to ever improve our relations and begin a new era for our people we must push through our discomfort, and be willing to brush aside the anger we have felt many years for the Elves, and fight against the common enemy, not each other like squabbling children." Lamai said. Now she felt very small. Every set of eyes in the room were staring at her. Swallowing hard, she nodded at her father and sat down, her face felt warm.
"I believe my daughter has made it quite clear. Our relations with the outside world will begin at this meeting. I will send my daughter to oversee what this Lord Elrond desires, and Lord Ros will accompany her, in order to guide her with his wisdom. This council is finished." her father said, looking at the council and nodded his head.
Standing up, Lamai gave a bow to her father, and walked quickly out to the hall, fighting the mad desire to jump in the air and whoop in the delight. She was going, she was going! Running down the halls, she burst into her bed room, and found Kora sitting by the fire, a needle and thread in her hands.
"I need your help Kora, there is a trip I am taking that requires you expertise packing skills." she said breathlessly as her nurse stared at her in wonder.
I made it through one chapter, yay! I know the whole plot line seems a little over done with the whole over protective father, but it sounded good. Lets see if I can continue, review and say yea or nay people! I will be posting Lamai outfits on my profile if you like, I was inspired by an asian sort of feel for the Felis people. Thanxs! Translation for the Latin words are below
Filia- (Female) child
Licentia nos- Leave us
Pater-father
Ad Quorum Casum-The fall of (Theron)
Homo- Soul or wise
Vetust- Old (Felis term for elves)
Dimitte me dea- Forgive me my goddess
Rector- Teacher (Gandalf)