This is my second fan fiction, and writing this one may mean that 'My version of 'Twisted Version of Cinderella' may be put on hold. The Characters that are non-Silmarillion, are, of course mine. You may recognise Earilinde (sorry about the lack of accents) from Duilin's 'Your Character' story. They are one and the same person. Oh, and do tell me if you think the rating should be different.
"I'll race you back!" shouted a youthful looking girl on a chestnut horse, as she raced through the woods. "Last one back has to eat Ambarussa's pitiful attempt at baking – and all of it, mind. I doubt they know how to cook anything, but game."
Her companion laughed, good-naturedly, and spurred her own palomino horse after her friend.
"You know that I beat you!" Earilinde chuckled, as she swung off Canyúlëa, her chestnut mare. "Very well, I admit it. When will I have to undertake my punishment?" Lindaliel asked as she led Erellaicë, her horse into the nearby stall to be groomed. "After dinner, I should think. That way you can tell Telvo and Pityo to their faces that they cannot cook to save their lives." Earilinde said, mock-seriously and, laughing, the two girls departed for their rooms.
"I am off to bathe," stated Earilinde as she swung a light gown and thick cloak over her shoulder. "Will you join me?"
"Perhaps later. I need time to think." Her friend replied.
"You know where to find me," and Earilinde strode out of the door, humming quietly to herself. Lindaliel watched her friend's tall, slender figure until it was out of sight. Then she pulled a heavy shawl around her shoulders, and departed their shared quarters.
She was lost in thought, wandering through the muddy paths and breathing in the misty air, when she bumped into someone. He dropped whatever he was carrying and bent to pick them up. Lindaliel hurriedly stooped to help, and realised that she knew him. "L-L-Lord
F-Findekano!" she stuttered nervously, as she felt her face rapidly turn the colour of beetroot (she always did have a soft-spot for Earilinde's foster-half-cousin). "I am so sorry- I didn't see you there! I didn't even know you were in Himring!"
He stood up and gave her one of his dazzling smiles. Lindaliel melted inwardly, and concentrated on not swooning. "Really, it doesn't matter- they were dirty anyway," he said in his calm, level voice, "Maitimo invited me here to celebrate Yuletide, so I will be staying for a few weeks, at the least. And since when did you call me Lord. What's wrong with just my name?"
A few weeks at the least! Lindaliel wondered whether Earilinde had had a hand in this. After all, she had known about her friend's crush, and Maitimo always listened to his foster sister. "Oh, if you don't want me here, I'll leave sooner!" Findekano said, in a hurt tone. 'Orc dung!' Lindaliel thought. She must've said that aloud. She hurried to correct her mistake. "No, no - that's not what I meant at all. I just thought that you would be busy, being the crown prince and all that…" she trailed off.
"Atar said I could come. He said that it would be good for me to go out and have some fun, rather than sit and listen to boring old courtiers droning on about how edain have settled in the west, and dwarves wanting to trade and various other pointless subjects. Personally, I just think he wants me to find a wife."
'A WIFE' Lindaliel thought. 'Findekano would never look at me, with all those other, prettier ellyth around! I guess he just thinks of me as a friend, and just a friend'
"But why are we standing out here, in the cold!" he exclaimed, "Let us go inside – I have yet to see my cousins!" he took her arm and led her inside.
They found everyone else in the main hall, a large fire blazing and everyone laughing. "And then I walked into the tree, and didn't notice. Then I realised that the tree wasn't a tree, but an ent, and he was furious. I was running for ages!" Earilinde was saying, much to the amusement of the rest of the room. "You never notice where you're going, Alcarnesa, my dear. Always living in your own world," said Rainaheri, a pretty elleth with thick, pale hair and wise grey eyes. "That's okay, they know me there!" replied Earilinde, cheerfully. This statement earned another ripple of laughter, this time Lindaliel and Findekano joined in.
"Findekano!" Maitimo called out, upon seeing his cousin. They embraced each other, while Lindaliel sat down next to Earilinde. "You arranged this didn't you!" she hissed at Earilinde. "I have no idea what you are talking about," the said elleth replied, carefully avoiding her friend's gaze by readjusting the triangular headscarf that was keeping her unruly curls off her face. "Yes you do. Getting Maitimo to invite him here at the same time we're visiting. I nearly died from embarrassment when I bumped into him back there. Literally."
"Look, you'll never catch his attention if you stay quieter than a mouse whenever he talks to you. His father wishes him to marry soon-"
"Precisely. He'll never find me attractive in any way, so I'm just going to give up hope, and stay unmarried forever." At this statement Earilinde rolled her eyes and was about to retort when Iaurochir, a sindarin elf who had been raised in Himring since Raniaheri found him as a baby, abandoned in the surrounding woods, called out: "How about some dancing?" Makalaure provided music willingly, soon joined by Earilinde on a small pipe. Lindaliel got up to dance and was soon followed Earilinde and various other ellyth. In a matter of minutes the room was filled with a whirl of colours. Earilinde was a blur of chestnut and blue as she twirled around the room. However, Findekano only had eyes for Lindaliel who was smiling, eyes closed and lost in the music. He sighed longingly…
Yes, I have an obsession with dancing elves. Deal with it.
Please tell me what you think so far, and if you want anything particular to happen (nothing too extreme, please).
And for those little elvish words:
Atar- Father (formal)
Elleth- female elf (singular)
Ellyth- female elves (plural)
And for character names:
Maitimo- Maedhros
Makalaure- Maglor
Findekano- Fingon
Alcarnesa- Earilinde (also known as Simpalindale or Simpa)
(I know this hasn't been written yet, but) Yaveriel- Lindaliel
And if you're not quite sure what they look like (my oc's, that is):
Earilinde- Tall, slender, green eyes (almond shaped), smooth complexion, rosy cheeked, curly chestnut hair that is waist length (female)
Lindaliel- fairly short, slender, sea green eyes, widespread freckles on her face, wavy, honey coloured hair that is waist length (female. Duh)
Raniaheri- V. thick pale blonde hair, slender, middling height, grey eyes, pale complexion (female)
Iaurochir- Broad, tall, dark hair, dark blue eyes (male)