*~*hey there this is agarweniel, the real one and i hope u like my fanfic!
its my frist and i hope u like it. neways none of the characters belong to
me xcept agarweniel and ijehu and other ppl like that. have fun reading my
fanfic!*~*
Here follows the tale of Prince Legolas of the Mirkwood, and Lady Agarweniel, a Mortal Gondon Woman:
Haldir was Agarweniel's first love. Many a time it was that she journeyed to the Realm of Lothlorien to visit him. When she first espied him from afar, she knew that here was an Elf that was regal and beautiful. She had been sent to the Land of the Lorien from the White City of Gondor that which was her home to plead with the beautiful Lady and the lordly Lord for their assistance in the War of the Ring.
Sir Haldir was the Captain of the First Regiment of the Lothlorien Army of High Elves. One day, when Agarweniel was visiting the Land of Elvindom on Earth, Captain Haldir was called upon by the White Lady of Lorien. "My lordly Captain Haldir," she said, "I have called upon you to ask you to fight valiantly with the Rohan in order to uphold the ancient alliance of Men and Elves, because they are in need. Go swiftly with your Army to Helm's Deep, and make the fair land of the Lorien proud!"
"My Lady," said Haldir, "I should be honored."
"O Haldir!" cried Agarweniel when she hearkened to the news. "Thou cannot leave me! I shall grieve to be parted from thee! Thou shall die, and I shall mourn as one who is mortally wounded. I wish to come with thou! I shall fight alongside thou!"
"Come, maid, I shall return swiftly after departing from the Rohan," said Haldir. "I am brave, I shall not fall. But thou, my lady, are but a maiden and do not know the ways of battle. Thou shalt surely fall."
"I shall not! I am brave and valiant such as thou!" said Agarweniel.
"Nay, lady, thou must stay," said Haldir.
Crushed, she broke into tears, turned violently, and ran away weeping
bitterly.
"It shall be for the better," said Haldir indifferently.
The next morning, as the sun was creeping into the sky, Haldir and the Elf- Army left the fair land of the Lothlorien. Agarweniel sobbed into her pillow all night, until she heard her true love calling orders to his men.
As she imagined herself leaping out her window to a gruesome death, a sudden idea struck her. "I shall follow Haldir and join his Army! I can fight like any man! And then, if I do happen to die, at least I shall die a hero! I shall at least die near him then, for if I stay behind, I shall surely die of grief, and so in that case, we would be far apart."
She enrobed herself in her silk robe and set out for the Lothlorien Armory. She met her close friend, Ijéhu, and asked that a suit of armor be fitted for her slim figure.
"Certainly, my lady," he said. "But what should this armor be for? Certainly you do not mean to join the Army."
"Indeed I do," she said resolutely. "I do not mean to be left here alone."
"Haldir would be displeased."
"I care not."
Ijéhu called in his fair Elvin voice for the Lady Agarweniel to be measured for her armor.
Two Elves came over with a measuring string and continued to measure her.
"You are 5'11", my Lady," said the first.
"Your waist is 25 inches around," said the second.
"You are fairest Elf I have ever seen," the first Elf said in awe.
"Alas! For I am no Elf!" said the fair Agarweniel. "I am a maid of Gondor, and nothing more. 'Tis said that one of my far away ancestors took a fairy wife. Mother told me that I must have inherited her beauty. That was right before she died of the awful Plague that visited our White City."
"With your hair as golden as the Morning Sun, and eyes the gray of the Clouds above the Stormy Seas, I was sure that you were of Elvin race," the Elf said. "I give you the name Aegaraureweniel. For that is Sea and Sunlight, in our tongue."
"'Tis strange, for my name is Agarweniel."
"Then you must have been named with the knowledge of your fairness."
"I should love to have a real Elvin name."
"Then I shall give you a fair name, fairer than that of Galadriel, and she shall make it known throughout the kingdom."
"I should be delighted to hear it."
Here follows the tale of Prince Legolas of the Mirkwood, and Lady Agarweniel, a Mortal Gondon Woman:
Haldir was Agarweniel's first love. Many a time it was that she journeyed to the Realm of Lothlorien to visit him. When she first espied him from afar, she knew that here was an Elf that was regal and beautiful. She had been sent to the Land of the Lorien from the White City of Gondor that which was her home to plead with the beautiful Lady and the lordly Lord for their assistance in the War of the Ring.
Sir Haldir was the Captain of the First Regiment of the Lothlorien Army of High Elves. One day, when Agarweniel was visiting the Land of Elvindom on Earth, Captain Haldir was called upon by the White Lady of Lorien. "My lordly Captain Haldir," she said, "I have called upon you to ask you to fight valiantly with the Rohan in order to uphold the ancient alliance of Men and Elves, because they are in need. Go swiftly with your Army to Helm's Deep, and make the fair land of the Lorien proud!"
"My Lady," said Haldir, "I should be honored."
"O Haldir!" cried Agarweniel when she hearkened to the news. "Thou cannot leave me! I shall grieve to be parted from thee! Thou shall die, and I shall mourn as one who is mortally wounded. I wish to come with thou! I shall fight alongside thou!"
"Come, maid, I shall return swiftly after departing from the Rohan," said Haldir. "I am brave, I shall not fall. But thou, my lady, are but a maiden and do not know the ways of battle. Thou shalt surely fall."
"I shall not! I am brave and valiant such as thou!" said Agarweniel.
"Nay, lady, thou must stay," said Haldir.
Crushed, she broke into tears, turned violently, and ran away weeping
bitterly.
"It shall be for the better," said Haldir indifferently.
The next morning, as the sun was creeping into the sky, Haldir and the Elf- Army left the fair land of the Lothlorien. Agarweniel sobbed into her pillow all night, until she heard her true love calling orders to his men.
As she imagined herself leaping out her window to a gruesome death, a sudden idea struck her. "I shall follow Haldir and join his Army! I can fight like any man! And then, if I do happen to die, at least I shall die a hero! I shall at least die near him then, for if I stay behind, I shall surely die of grief, and so in that case, we would be far apart."
She enrobed herself in her silk robe and set out for the Lothlorien Armory. She met her close friend, Ijéhu, and asked that a suit of armor be fitted for her slim figure.
"Certainly, my lady," he said. "But what should this armor be for? Certainly you do not mean to join the Army."
"Indeed I do," she said resolutely. "I do not mean to be left here alone."
"Haldir would be displeased."
"I care not."
Ijéhu called in his fair Elvin voice for the Lady Agarweniel to be measured for her armor.
Two Elves came over with a measuring string and continued to measure her.
"You are 5'11", my Lady," said the first.
"Your waist is 25 inches around," said the second.
"You are fairest Elf I have ever seen," the first Elf said in awe.
"Alas! For I am no Elf!" said the fair Agarweniel. "I am a maid of Gondor, and nothing more. 'Tis said that one of my far away ancestors took a fairy wife. Mother told me that I must have inherited her beauty. That was right before she died of the awful Plague that visited our White City."
"With your hair as golden as the Morning Sun, and eyes the gray of the Clouds above the Stormy Seas, I was sure that you were of Elvin race," the Elf said. "I give you the name Aegaraureweniel. For that is Sea and Sunlight, in our tongue."
"'Tis strange, for my name is Agarweniel."
"Then you must have been named with the knowledge of your fairness."
"I should love to have a real Elvin name."
"Then I shall give you a fair name, fairer than that of Galadriel, and she shall make it known throughout the kingdom."
"I should be delighted to hear it."
