Tales of a Prince and a General
~*~*~CHAPTER ONE~*~*~
"Pleasant day for a walk, would you not agree?" "I would agree. Tell me, though, why did you ask me to join you on your walk? You never have before." "Come now your highness, can I not walk with my friend when it suits me?" "You may, but why this day, now?" "I sware you have become so inquisitive as of late. Do you no longer trust me?"
"You know I trust you Te'lana. I was just curious." "You will soon find out my dear, but you must close your eyes, give me your hand, and trust all I say." Te'lana takes the outstretched hand and leads the owner of it to an open field of flowers. Under a beautiful blossoming, and very large tree, is set a silk or satin clothe and at a corner is a basket of food and wine.
"You may now open your eyes your highness." Te'lana releases the hand as its owner opens its eyes. "This is beautiful. Where did you get all the food, how did you find this place?" "Always asking questions?" She smirks, "You forget I have been here longer then you. I made this my secret place. I come here to reflect on the old days and to remember my parents." Te'lana fights back a few tears. "Please tell me you like it. I made some of your favorite dishes, please say you like it."
"Its wonderful, come let us eat. I must admit I have missed your company." "Legolas, I'm surprised to hear you say that. We did not part on good terms. When you were called to Elrond's council I was furious. I did not wish for you to go." More tears fill Te'lana's eyes. Legolas looks sympathetically at her, "You never told me why you were so upset. Will you tell me now, why were you so angry?" "I had for-seen," she clears her throat, "many of the battles that you would face. I never saw the out come, but I feared the worse." Te'lana begins to pull food from the basket as well as two elvish goblets. Legolas pours the wine into the goblets as he starts to speak again, "There was no need for you to worry," he hands her a goblet as she passes some food, "I was safe. I was with allies who fought bravely."
Te'lana looked into her wine as a single tear fell onto the rim of her goblet, and in an almost un-hearable whisper she said, "Fought bravely and still died." She looked up as her dark navy blue eyes glistened with tears and un-avenged hatred. She quickly wipes her eyes. "Forgive me your highness, I do not mean to show you weak eyes. Even though the world has aged these many years since the death of my father, I can still see him die as if I were at Helms Deep myself." She places the goblet down and puts her left hand over her face and leans on her right, as it lay flat on the blanket. Legolas places his right hand atop hers gently, and with his left he turns her eyes to his. "You should not touchier yourself like this. You are to beautiful, in you soul as well as yourself, to have to cry so much." Legolas' eyes show the hardship he has faced but they are gentle and soothing to Te'lana. "Thank you, I am glad to still have you, my friend, my prince."
"Legolas?" Yells Frodo Baggins as the hobbit runs to meet up with the elves. "Malady Te'lana? Good to see you." Frodo politely bows then turns to Legolas. "Gandalf just got a message from Sam, we have been invited to the shire for Pip's wedding." Frodo says this, nearly, in one breath. "Pippin is to be married? Did Gandalf say who all was going?" As the two talk Te'lana slips away with the basket and blanket clutched tightly in her arms.
§ "Why do you not tell Legolas how you truly feel? We all can see it in your eyes and heart." "My Lady? I do not want to be hurt. That is why, if all can see does that not mean that Legolas can see as well?" Te'lana looks at Lady Galadriel, as she is lead to a bench. They sit as Galadriel continues to speak, "My child, he sees only what he is shown by you. He does not want too have too sneak into your mind. He would rather it come from you mouth then from anywhere else. Or, just maybe, he is unsure how he truly feels so he is afraid of hurting himself and you, if the feelings are not one and the same." "But," Te'lana began but chose not to argue. "My child give it time things shall change for the better." Galadriel smiled and gently laughed, "When I took you in all those short years ago, I was not aware of what path you would take, but I see now that your path is still being set before you." She rose up and gently kissed Te'lana's forehead, "Do not worry my child things will come in time. To rush fate may very well alter it, so be patient." With that Galadriel walks away leaving Te'lana to think. § Frodo walks up to Te'lana and in his cheerful voice asks, "Would you like to come to the Shire? It would be great to have you meet the others; besides, Legolas really wants you to come. It may not seem so, but he really cares for you. He seems so much happier when he is near you." Te'lana's white blonde hair blows in the wind as she kneels in front of Frodo with a smile, "So I should go for Legolas' sake and not because you enjoy my company as well?" Frodo stammers, "No, I didn't mean it like that." Te'lana laughs, "I know Frodo. Come on we will need to pack for the trip." Te'lana smiles and kisses Frodo on the cheek and heads for her house.