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writings of J.R.R.Tolkien
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Chapter 1 –
As Threndil watched out of his bedroom window he could see Rivendell elves walking sedately underneath the willow trees lining the river for which the elven city was known. Unbeknown to any which dwelt here a danger was arising on the borders of Rohan, a threat that was rarely seen by most which walked the lands except for the first-born.
Arwen moving interrupted Threndil's peace as she woke from elvish dreams. He silently crossed the room and bent low over Arwen and to help in disturbing her slumber gave her a long, passionate kiss. As his lips removed themselves from hers she mumbled softly about watching the stars dance in the sky and the sun bowing before the moon, then her eyes closed and when they opened Threndil could no longer see a dazed look but a sharp attentive elven eye, with a hint of mischief.
When Arwen noticed that Threndil had almost his entire body preventing her from rising she became irritated. She didn't understand why he was doing this when all he had to do was move next to her and she would give him some attention. Then the memories of the week before last flooded back to her like the wind returning to the mountains, riding out with Threndil; the attack and her near fatal drowning; the return trip home and finally the worried look of Threndil. All of these memories at once brought tears to her eyes and compassion to her heart, now she understood why Threndil refused to let her rise. Instead of trying to push him off of her she pulled at his stomach so that his body collapsed on to hers to show that she wasn't going to get out of bed until she was told to do so. Arwen who was an established healer herself understood the meaning of the words 'bed rest' unlike certain elves that she knew.
After many hours of talk with Arwen, Threndil finally left their chambers in order to seek out Lord Elrond to consult him the best course of treat for his beloved when out of the distance a low rumble, like thunder, echoed across the valley. This rumble mistaken by most humans was in fact an elvish horn.
Threndil raced down the long flight of stairs past the guest wing and the study, through the family's private wing. His feet thundered down the stone steps as he came crashing into the courtyard he spied Lord Elrond.
"Who has come?" Threndil asked as he approached Lord Elrond.
"We believe that it is either the Crown Prince of Mirkwood Legolas, of the woodland realm or it is King Thranduil himself. As yet they are to far away to distinguish because they look so similar" Lord Elrond answered then seeing the questioning look on his adopted son's face he continued, "Mirkwood has become aware of a growing darkness in the south and they are coming her to discuss it, my messenger suffered fatal injuries during his scouting mission and did not live long enough to convey the complete message as to which member of the royal family is coming."
"Which member of the family would be better then?" Threndil queried "It is almost impossible to say King Thranduil has a very nasty temper on him but also has brilliant mind which can think of strategies for war and peace before most others can, and Legolas . . . . . well . . . . he . . . . . doesn't really say a lot but he like his father has a brilliant mind and is very gifted with most weapons, most so the bow and arrow for which he known, he is considered the best in this field as well as with twin blades. Most elves feel that he is unbeatable." Lord Elrond replied. "Oh well I suppose that most people have good points and bad ones, I would prefer Legolas because at least I would not have to work with an uncontrollable temper" Estel replied sarcastically
"That is how most feel until they try to get a single word from Legolas, which if I say so, is impossible unless your life is in mortal danger then he may shout for you to move. I have never heard him speak in anything other than elvish, I would be unsure whether he knew the common tongue if he did not speak it to Estel whom I might add he speaks to in great quantity," Lord Elrond said
As the gate swung open a proud elvish horse was silhouetted against the dying sun. As the traveller withdrew their hood Threndil could finally see that it must be Legolas as the elf was fairly young by elvish standards and he had bright blue eyes and long golden hair, which was smooth and sleek.
"I am Legolas of the woodland realm", Legolas said looking down at Threndil.
"Hi, I am Threndil son of Pelendil and welcome to Rivendell", Threndil replied, while inwardly thinking how strange it was that the prince had not used his full title like Lord Elrond had. When Threndil turned around he noticed that Legolas was know in deep conversation with Lord Elrond as he lead his horse towards the stables. Again Threndil considered this strange as most horses were taken to the stables where the citizens horses were housed instead Elrond was leading the way to the family's private stables at the foot of the palace. Threndil signed, "oh well", he thought, "if Lord Elrond trusts him this much then he can defiantly be trustworthy, for Lord Elrond is has the gift of foresight so he would have foreseen trouble in this elf's future if that had been the case."
Legolas conversed happily with Lord Elrond through out dinner quite happily and so far Threndil could not see a reason why the elf was considered quiet as far as he could tell the elf hadn't shut-up since he had arrived.
The following morning Estel returned from hunting in boar on the open plains below Rivendell. As he was tending to his horse Estel noticed something, a stable that was previously uninhabited was now occupied by a horse which he hadn't seen in a long time. Estel's heart gave a jump as he bounded up the stone steps through the dinner hall past the houses of healing in to the family wing, up a spiral staircase onto the uppermost landing which was occupied by the son's of Elrond, as Estel slowed to a walking pace he read the signs on the doors to say who inhabited the room. First was Elladan first born of Elrond the second was his twin brother Elrohir then Estel's own room as adopted son of Lord Elrond and lastly Legolas, another 'adopted' son of Lord Elrond's after forming an unbreakable bond with firstly the twins and then later on an even stronger bond with Estel himself.
Estel quietly knocked on the door before pushing it open; a refreshing breeze filled the room with tranquillity and natural beauty. Estel gazed around the room at first thinking that he had been mistaken in whose horse it was then he court sight of Legolas stood on the balcony watching over Rivendell. Estel moved forward as quietly as was possible for a human which was excited to see his friend and just run over half a mile to find him. At first the human thought that he had succeeded in creaking up on his friend then as quick as lightening Legolas turned flipped over the humans head drawn his bow, notched his arrow and aimed it at the back of Estel's head before the human could blink.
"What a nice way in which to greet your friend you simply threaten, very nice" Estel said sarcastically.
"Of course only the best for a great friend" Legolas replied and with that he lowered his bow and arrow and stepped forward to hug his friend.
"It is brilliant to see you again, you should never wait so long before visiting" Estel stated.
Somewhat saddened Legolas said "Although I am happy to be under these trees again with my greatest of friends I come with tidings of ill news regarding the south . . . . . . ."
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Chapter 1 –
As Threndil watched out of his bedroom window he could see Rivendell elves walking sedately underneath the willow trees lining the river for which the elven city was known. Unbeknown to any which dwelt here a danger was arising on the borders of Rohan, a threat that was rarely seen by most which walked the lands except for the first-born.
Arwen moving interrupted Threndil's peace as she woke from elvish dreams. He silently crossed the room and bent low over Arwen and to help in disturbing her slumber gave her a long, passionate kiss. As his lips removed themselves from hers she mumbled softly about watching the stars dance in the sky and the sun bowing before the moon, then her eyes closed and when they opened Threndil could no longer see a dazed look but a sharp attentive elven eye, with a hint of mischief.
When Arwen noticed that Threndil had almost his entire body preventing her from rising she became irritated. She didn't understand why he was doing this when all he had to do was move next to her and she would give him some attention. Then the memories of the week before last flooded back to her like the wind returning to the mountains, riding out with Threndil; the attack and her near fatal drowning; the return trip home and finally the worried look of Threndil. All of these memories at once brought tears to her eyes and compassion to her heart, now she understood why Threndil refused to let her rise. Instead of trying to push him off of her she pulled at his stomach so that his body collapsed on to hers to show that she wasn't going to get out of bed until she was told to do so. Arwen who was an established healer herself understood the meaning of the words 'bed rest' unlike certain elves that she knew.
After many hours of talk with Arwen, Threndil finally left their chambers in order to seek out Lord Elrond to consult him the best course of treat for his beloved when out of the distance a low rumble, like thunder, echoed across the valley. This rumble mistaken by most humans was in fact an elvish horn.
Threndil raced down the long flight of stairs past the guest wing and the study, through the family's private wing. His feet thundered down the stone steps as he came crashing into the courtyard he spied Lord Elrond.
"Who has come?" Threndil asked as he approached Lord Elrond.
"We believe that it is either the Crown Prince of Mirkwood Legolas, of the woodland realm or it is King Thranduil himself. As yet they are to far away to distinguish because they look so similar" Lord Elrond answered then seeing the questioning look on his adopted son's face he continued, "Mirkwood has become aware of a growing darkness in the south and they are coming her to discuss it, my messenger suffered fatal injuries during his scouting mission and did not live long enough to convey the complete message as to which member of the royal family is coming."
"Which member of the family would be better then?" Threndil queried "It is almost impossible to say King Thranduil has a very nasty temper on him but also has brilliant mind which can think of strategies for war and peace before most others can, and Legolas . . . . . well . . . . he . . . . . doesn't really say a lot but he like his father has a brilliant mind and is very gifted with most weapons, most so the bow and arrow for which he known, he is considered the best in this field as well as with twin blades. Most elves feel that he is unbeatable." Lord Elrond replied. "Oh well I suppose that most people have good points and bad ones, I would prefer Legolas because at least I would not have to work with an uncontrollable temper" Estel replied sarcastically
"That is how most feel until they try to get a single word from Legolas, which if I say so, is impossible unless your life is in mortal danger then he may shout for you to move. I have never heard him speak in anything other than elvish, I would be unsure whether he knew the common tongue if he did not speak it to Estel whom I might add he speaks to in great quantity," Lord Elrond said
As the gate swung open a proud elvish horse was silhouetted against the dying sun. As the traveller withdrew their hood Threndil could finally see that it must be Legolas as the elf was fairly young by elvish standards and he had bright blue eyes and long golden hair, which was smooth and sleek.
"I am Legolas of the woodland realm", Legolas said looking down at Threndil.
"Hi, I am Threndil son of Pelendil and welcome to Rivendell", Threndil replied, while inwardly thinking how strange it was that the prince had not used his full title like Lord Elrond had. When Threndil turned around he noticed that Legolas was know in deep conversation with Lord Elrond as he lead his horse towards the stables. Again Threndil considered this strange as most horses were taken to the stables where the citizens horses were housed instead Elrond was leading the way to the family's private stables at the foot of the palace. Threndil signed, "oh well", he thought, "if Lord Elrond trusts him this much then he can defiantly be trustworthy, for Lord Elrond is has the gift of foresight so he would have foreseen trouble in this elf's future if that had been the case."
Legolas conversed happily with Lord Elrond through out dinner quite happily and so far Threndil could not see a reason why the elf was considered quiet as far as he could tell the elf hadn't shut-up since he had arrived.
The following morning Estel returned from hunting in boar on the open plains below Rivendell. As he was tending to his horse Estel noticed something, a stable that was previously uninhabited was now occupied by a horse which he hadn't seen in a long time. Estel's heart gave a jump as he bounded up the stone steps through the dinner hall past the houses of healing in to the family wing, up a spiral staircase onto the uppermost landing which was occupied by the son's of Elrond, as Estel slowed to a walking pace he read the signs on the doors to say who inhabited the room. First was Elladan first born of Elrond the second was his twin brother Elrohir then Estel's own room as adopted son of Lord Elrond and lastly Legolas, another 'adopted' son of Lord Elrond's after forming an unbreakable bond with firstly the twins and then later on an even stronger bond with Estel himself.
Estel quietly knocked on the door before pushing it open; a refreshing breeze filled the room with tranquillity and natural beauty. Estel gazed around the room at first thinking that he had been mistaken in whose horse it was then he court sight of Legolas stood on the balcony watching over Rivendell. Estel moved forward as quietly as was possible for a human which was excited to see his friend and just run over half a mile to find him. At first the human thought that he had succeeded in creaking up on his friend then as quick as lightening Legolas turned flipped over the humans head drawn his bow, notched his arrow and aimed it at the back of Estel's head before the human could blink.
"What a nice way in which to greet your friend you simply threaten, very nice" Estel said sarcastically.
"Of course only the best for a great friend" Legolas replied and with that he lowered his bow and arrow and stepped forward to hug his friend.
"It is brilliant to see you again, you should never wait so long before visiting" Estel stated.
Somewhat saddened Legolas said "Although I am happy to be under these trees again with my greatest of friends I come with tidings of ill news regarding the south . . . . . . ."