A girl, hidden in the branches of a forest, stared up at a castle, at a girl around her age who stood at the window of her bedroom. She'd never quite understood Royalty. "They think they're all that!" She hissed to herself. "She thinks she's the most beautiful Elf in this city!" She spat. A tear slipped down her cheek and she looked down at her dirty hands and clothing and then back up at the girl in the window. She had long golden locks, fair skin, crystal clear blue eyes and everything,even down to the tips of her long clean finger nails, about her was perfect. "And she is." The girl sighed and slipped back into the shadows.
Maegvilyaien stared out her window, down at the young archers. Their teacher was a strict Elf male. Male! They were all male! Females were not allowed to join the elven army's. Especially female's of a high class, such as herself. She reached for a bow she kept hidden in the darkest corner of her room. Her room, now there was a world in itself. As large as a class room, yet filled with expensive furniture. Delicate silk, carved wood and more gifts lay at her bedside as it was her birthday. Her father, in another room, was chatting with arriving guests for the ball to be held in her honour that night. But they hadn't actually said 'Happy Birthday'. Even her brother was not present on her birthday. But that wasn't totally his fault. Not his fault that it was the anniversary of the destruction of the ring of power. He was in Hobbiton visiting old friends. He'd promised to return home in time for the ball. He had also promised to bring friends and gifts with him. But no one was watching her now. So she slipped out of her room and out of the castle.
"Calenloss!" Master Firninzil screamed at the top of his lungs. "You're late once again I see." The young elf male hung his head. His blonde hair covering his blue eyes. Master Firninzil always picked on him because he was very fair looking. Not very masculine you might say. "Get to the back!" "Yes sir." Calenloss quickly headed to the back of the group of males. He smiled on the way to one of his only friends among the group. Someone who didn't judge him for his looks. His name was Díngwathion, but everyone called him Dingy. He took his place in the back row. That's also where all the tallest elves were put, so that when they shoot arrows they don't kill the people in front of them. The first row shot their arrows on Master Firninzil's command. They then kneeled down and so on so forth. The last two rows were left standing, the back to shoot and the one just in front of them to protect the ones that were already on the ground. Towards the end of the evening it began to rain and the rest of practice was called off. Calenloss quickly, so as not to be seen, ran to the castle and slipped in unnoticed, or so he thought.
"So the Princess takes part in male activities." The girl pondered to herself. "I could use this to my advantage." She took flight from her hiding place, in the rain, and followed Dingy to his shelter. "Oh, hello there. You've decided to come out of the forest huh? He called as she came to stand beside him. "Who's your friend in archery class?" She asked him. "Which one, I know them all." He laughed. "The girlie looking one!" She snapped. "Wooow what's up with you?" He asked, punching her lightly on the arm. "I'm in a hurry that's all!" She sighed. "Ok, well his name is Calenloss." He said. "Thank you." She yelled as she sped off. Dingy shook his head.
"Princess Maegvilyaien!" Gilly called through the large wooden door. Gilly was the Princess' dresser. "Does it fit?" She called again. The door opened and Maegvilyaien stepped out. Gilly gasped. "Perfectly." She answered her own question. Maegvilyaien nodded and returned to her room. She sighed and stood before the mirror. She was dressed in a blue velvet gown that flowed even past her ankles, as she walked it trailed elegantly behind her. She looked gorgeous, and she knew this, as she slipped on her crown over her hair that was done up on her head, but the silk felt heavy, as heavy as her heart. It's not like anyone was going to talk about things worth talking about. She could see them all now. "Oh, she looks beautiful Thranduil. Just like your late wife." Then they would branch off into a conversation about her mother and she will be forgotten. She couldn't wait for Legolas to return and save her from her loneliness. Suddenly she could hear voices on the other side of her door. "Excuse me, you can't go in there!" Gilly screamed as a girl Maegvilyaien had never seen before came bursting through the door.
"Who are you?" She asked in a voice she had been taught as a girl. Harsh, not really her own, a voice of authority. "Get out!" She demanded. Two guards appeared behind the girl. "No!" she hissed. The guards grabbed her by the arms. "I need to speak to you about Calenloss." The girl grinned evilly. "Re... release her!" Maegvilyaien panicked, but kept her cool for the moment. "Leave us!" She ordered the guards and Gilly. When the door was shut the girl began to roam the room. "Nice place." She ran her hand over the carved bed frame. "What do you know about Calenloss?" Maegvilyaien asked the girl. "Firstly. My name is Valia Maeghis, I have the same morals as you, even though I envy your riches and beauty to the point I'm willing to kill for it." She turned to face Maegvilyaien. "Morals?" Maegvilyaien asked. "I believe woman should be allowed to fight as well." Valia stated. "Oh." The princess nodded. "And I think that with you in such a high place, you would be able to convince the King to let us." Valia ran her hand over the velvet curtains.
There was a knock at the door. Gilly called through. "It's time to go your highness." Maegvilyaien looked at Valia. "We must continue this conversation another time. Meet me in the stables tomorrow at noon. Gilly will show you the way out the castle." Valia nodded and left whilst Maegvilyaien made her way down to the great hall.
Legolas patted Pippin on the back. "You should come and see my home, Mirkwood, some time." Pippin looked up at him with big eyes. "I'm sure I will. But right now I think I need to lie down." He stumbled to one side. Legolas chuckled and jumped gracefully onto his horse, Asfaloth. "Namáarië." He addressed Frodo, spoke to Asfaloth in elvish and galloped off with Éomer, Aragorn and Gimli in tow. Aragorn looked up at the sky and then back down to Legolas. He had never seen his friend ride so fast. "Legolas!" he called. If Legolas had been anything but an Elf he would not have heard him. "Why do you ride so fast? It will not be sunset for awhile yet!" Legolas spoke but did not turn. "I promised my sister I would be present for the ball. By the way, you are both invited." "WHAT!?" yelled Gimli.
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Ok that's the first chapter. Try and get the other chapters up soon. By the way does anyone have any hints on html??