Bhahahahaha…I wish I owned Lord of the Rings…son of a crap!
Anastasia…Lacey…anyway it's her point of view
"Are we there yet?" I asked, now blindfolded again, but not gagged.
"No." Haldir sighed.
"Crap!" I yelped, tripping and falling on my face.
"Get up." Rumil growled, picking me up and shoving me forward.
What a pissy bitch!
I guess what happened this morning really upset him.
Earlier that morning…
"Anastasia, get up. We're leaving!" He shoved my 'body'.
Smirking down at him from the tree I sat perched in, I continued to observe him rattle my backpack and any articles of clothing I took out of it, thinking it was me.
"Anastasia! Wake. Up!" he gasped when he pulled back the cloak to see me not there.
"You were supposed to be watching her!" Haldir roared, storming around screaming things in Spanish.
"Haldir, brother, I left to retrieve food for her for only a few moments!" Rumil explained, stalking after his brother.
"Well it only took a few moments for her to flee! Find. Her."
Oh they would find my all right…
I glanced down at the small jar of tree sap I had collected and waited for the right moment to pour it over Rumil's head.
On cue, Rumil, muttering about my idiocy, walked right under said tree and cocked his head to the side as if listening.
Gasping, he glanced up just in time for the slow as molasses sap seep from the jar and land square on his face!
Globs slid over his fine features and into his silken hair and splotches of the sticky substance glued his eyelashes together into thick clumps.
Furrowing his brow in outrage, that two was caked in tree sap; and the best part, it slid into his mouth, too!
The whole group of elves froze on spot and stared at their gooey friend.
"ANASTASIA!"
End of flashback…
"Oh come on, Rumil, it was just a prank." I whined, wincing as I stepped into a puddle of mud.
I have yet to change out of my filthy, disgusting clothes into fresh ones and now my shoes-which were dry this morning-are covered in a thick layer of mud.
"A prank that offset this trek by three hours," Haldir reminded me, veering me off to the right.
"I didn't mean for it to actually hit him!" I lied, "I just wanted to scare him!"
No one responded.
XXX
We traveled on in silence for another hour or so.
The air gradually got hotter and more unbearable before I had to ask, "Is there any way I could get water into my system before I dehydrate and pass out and die?"
Someone held a flask to my lips and I drank it greedily before the person snatched it away and said, "Save the rest for later." It was said gently.
Five minutes passed.
"It's later!"
But no one gave me any more water. Aww…
XXX
I heard water thundering and crashing next to us as we traveled along the bank of a river.
"Someone throw me in…" I sighed, longing for the sun to set so I could get some relief from this weather.
"It's the middle of September, Anastasia, it is bound to be hot." The same elf that gave me water said kindly.
"I wish it wasn't. I feel like I was just thrown into a fire pit…" I moaned pitifully as I was overcome with another wave of heat.
The elf chuckled lightly and held the flask to my lips.
"Why isn't Rumil guarding me?" I gasped out, regaining my breath from drinking all the water I was allowed to consume.
"His guarding duties over you have been revoked."
"Why? Did he want to strangle me?" I joked, but when mystery elf didn't reply, I wondered…
XXX
After another half an hour of walking, I realized I wasn't going to make it to the Lord and Lady in this heat.
"How much longer?" I panted, attempting to wipe the sweat from my forehead.
I smelled bad, my head throbbed from the intense heat, my dry stomach cramped painfully, my sides burned, and it felt as if someone was sitting on my chest.
My sweat drenched body made my already tight clothing cling to me uncomfortably, it made my hair mat down against my face and the back of my neck, and it made every movement tug on the stubble I had grown on my leg overnight.
"We hope to reach them by tomorrow evening." Haldir said, heaving a sigh, "My calculations yesterday were immensely flawed. I believe I was thinking of the short travel it would have been if we traveled by horse." He sighed again, "Never mind that. Let us find a well shaded area to rest. Anastasia is but a mere mortal, she cannot withstand the heat as well as we can."
Oh thank god!
I felt tears pool in my eyes at the immense discomfort I was in.
The heat made me frustrated and tired and my legs felt like lead.
And this blindfold…wasn't helping!
XXX
It felt like an eternity before we reached a shady region that had a thick canopy of trees to give us a small amount of defense against the merciless sun.
Still, the air was hot and humid and my clothes still clung to me and my hair still plastered itself on my face, and I still smelled bad.
"Can I please take the blindfold off?" I pleaded in a hoarse voice.
"No, Anastasia, we already discussed why." Haldir replied, aggravated.
Yeah, I remember the lecture I had received after the Sap incident.
Apparently I can't be trusted.
"Then at least let me swim! It's hotter that hot out here and I feel like I'm going to die from heat exhaustion…and frustration!" I cried pathetically.
Haldir ignored me and said, "We have about two hours here. I will send a group of you to retrieve more water and then I want you back immediately. No swimming for any of you. It would take too long for us to begin traveling again."
Sadly, I dropped to my knees on the cool forest floor and laid my sweaty cheek against its chilled grassy meadow. I heard Haldir call out weird names and tell them to refill the water flasks. Then he told everyone else to give their water skins to said elves.
Groaning, I drifted off into a light, painful slumber.
XXX
"Anastasia, wake up!" I heard the familiar voice of my guardian elf wake me.
As always, his voice was sweet and welcoming and not rude and snooty like Rumil and Orophin's was.
"Mmm, hmmm?" I grimaced at the hot wind that gusted over me.
"I brought water for you. And I picked fruits that remained cold even in this weather. Hopefully it will sate your hunger and thirst when we resume our march." He said generously, "Oh and I gathered as many strips cloths as I could and soaked them in the water I have in my own canteen. I can take them out for you periodically and you can hold them against you to cool you off."
Oh my goodness gracious! I love him!
"Oh, thank you, thank you, and thank you! Where are you?" I searched for him, and when I found him, I flung myself into his arms, "You are a life saver!"
He laughed a cheery, contagious laugh that left me in a giggling fit.
"Here is some food that will, with any luck, fill your stomach to take away the empty, dry, cramping feeling you may have." He held a piece of Lembas to my lips and I bit it shyly, "Haldir has ordered me not to take off the blindfold or else I would. Sorry if this is embarrassing…"
After he said that I came to three conclusions: he is waaay nicer than Rumil, my embarrassment was gone, and he was much younger than any of the other elves.
I chewed on the bread thinking about how he felt as if he is much skinnier than the others I saw last night, he speaks with a little less formalities, and his hands were less calloused compared to Haldir and Rumil's indicating he hasn't handled a bow for as long as they have.
My train of thought was interrupted by Haldir commanding voice demanding we all get up and start moving.
XXX
I trudged along the grassy plains slowly and held a quickly warming cloth to my forehead while my savior held my hot, frizzy, sweaty hair up away from my wet neck.
"Thank you, again, for all you've done." I said.
"Do not fret. I do this because I know you must be miserable in those thick clothes. And also because I can never stand by while a woman as beautiful as yourself is suffering." He gasped at what he said.
"Did you just call me beautiful?" I asked, hoping he mistook my blush for the sun giving me sunburn.
Oh god I hope I don't get a weird tan line from the blindfold! My heart sank.
He remained silent and just gathers more of my hair from my neck and retrieved another cold cloth to plaster to the back of my neck.
XXX
I couldn't help the relieved sigh I let loose when I finally felt the effects of the sun setting.
Evening approached to slowly for my likings, but I didn't complain, because this meant that the air would be cooler and then we could do what Haldir suggested and travel as far into the night as possible.
I sensed out Marchwarden was eager to get back to his talan-which I found out is what Elves of Lorein live in.
Guess what else I found out today?
They don't speak Spanish, they speak Elvish; Sindarin to be exact. (I don't know if that is the correct form of Elvish)
The Lord and Lady's real names are Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel!
And, most importantly, mystery elf thinks I'm beautiful!
My heart fluttered at the thought.
"We are keeping on flat terrain so Anastasia can easily walk it." Haldir informed us, "I trust all of the rest of you warrior elves can keep walking through the night. My intentions are to rest tomorrow morning shortly so that we can, if we are lucky, reach our Lord and Lady by midday tomorrow. Though all of my intentions have gone haywire as of late, so I know not…"
And we did exactly as he said we would do.
We traveled all through the night, but I didn't complain.
And even when morning came and I felt that first ray of heat hit me, I didn't complain.
And when we traveled for another hour and a half before stopping, I didn't complain.
Hell, I didn't even complain when someone stopped abruptly and I bounced of off them and landed in dirt that showered my face and made the knee of my skinny jeans tear open.
When I did complain though, was when Haldir said, "We are traveling through our break."
"WHAT?!" I screeched, stomping my foot on the ground and seethed openly.
"I am seeing signs of yrrch nearby and I would rather not battle in this heat." He said tiredly, resuming our hike.
Yrrch? I don't know what that is, but who cares.
Tears of hindrance slipped from my eyes, but I quickly dashed them away.
But not quick enough, I guess, because…
"Lacey? What's wrong?" Elfy asked, sweeping his thumb across my wet cheek.
"Nothing, I'm just hot and," I huffed, "I get emotional and moody when I'm in heat for too long. That and when I'm…" my eyes widened behind the blindfold.
XXX
By the time I felt as if I would faint from the pain and the brutal sun, I heard my personal guard gasp and say, "I recognize the trees here! We should be there within the hour!"
If I had a nickel for every time I heard someone say "we are almost there" I'd be preparing for blast off in my newly furnished rocket ship!
I deemed what he said to be true, though, because I heard the other elves sighing and murmuring happily amongst themselves happily.
And, alas, he was right!
It took us a little more than a half an hour, but eventually, I heard the voices of other elves-male and female-, I heard the elves in our group chatter noisily to themselves and new voices, and I heard Haldir say something in Spanish-er, I mean Elvish-to someone and then say to my escort to bring me before the Lord and Lady.
Only, instead of the soft, gentle, but strong hands of my protector, I felt slightly a rougher and more violent hand grab and jerk me through the crowds of elves I couldn't see. Rumil.
"Rumil, remove her blindfold." A calm, beautiful voice said from somewhere ahead of me.
I felt his fingers untie my blindfold and push me down onto my knees.
Even though it was still hot out, the slight breeze against my sweaty eyes caused me to sigh in relief; that and I even though I had to blink several times to regain my sight, it was a relief.
Oh man I probably look terrible! All sweaty and disheveled as I bet I appear to be.
"Tell me child," the woman's voice cooed, "What is your name?"
"Anastasia. Or Anastasia Lacey Zhivanevskaya, if you want all of it," I whispered, embarrassed at my appearance and not entirely sure how I should address…royalty?
"Anastasia," she confirmed, but for some reason, when she said it, it sounded like lyrics to a song, "Tell me, Anastasia, where do you hail from?"
"Boston, Massachusetts." I stole a glance at her and saw a woman with long, curly golden locks and the clearest, bluest eyes I have ever seen.
Something in those eyes told me she already knew all these things about me, so I quickly added, "But you already knew that, didn't you?"
She raised her chin and gave me a coy smile and her eyes twinkled.
"Gwendolyn, please show her to a room. Assist her in preparing for tonight's meal." She called to a, I'm assuming, servant.
Gwendolyn had straight dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes.
With a kind smile, she motioned me to follow her to a staircase that coiled around a tall tree with silvery bark.
I followed her through twists and turns and we were brought to a heavy, thick, cherry red door with a silver and pearl colored braided metal door knob.
"We have talans, but we also have rooms such as these for when Lord Elrond visits us. He prefers this. So do the elves from the woodland realms. This will be your room for the remainder of your visit."
She opened a door to a large room with a big bed in the middle, pressed up against a wall, a tall wooden wardrobe, a glass door leading to a balcony, another door for the bathroom, I presume, and a nightstand by the bed.
The walls were covered in vines that had white, blue, silver, and lavender flowers adorning it with gave off a sweet smell and there were various paintings of landscapes above the bed, on either side of the three doors in the room, and then there was a delicately carved trunk at the end of the bed.
The main colors of the room were the same as the flowers on the vines only gray was another major color.
It felt as if I were stepping into a room filled with crystal because once Gwendolyn pulled back the drapes, I really saw the beauty of the room.
There were crystal vases with huge roses protruding from them, the doorknobs were crystal, the trunk was crystal, and the bed sheets looked to be woven with crystal!
Crystal, crystal, and more crystal!
I gasped and said, "I feel so…out of place in here…"
"Well, make yourself in place!" Gwen said cheerfully.
She shooed me into the bathroom and again I was taken by complete awe.
A glass tub sat in the middle with a dozen of glass vials containing colorful liquids and a bar of light pink soap sat on the edge.
A large archway to the right of the room directed me to a mirrored room with a black wooded table sat in the middle and a plushy chair behind it sat.
There were several closet doors in front of the table that, when Gwen opened it, houses the most elegant dresses and shoes I've ever seen!
Believe me, I'm not a dress person, but these…I appreciated their beauty…
"Find one you like for this evening."
I stuttered, "No! I would look stupid in one of those! Gwendolyn, I'm not a dressy person." She scowled at me.
"Well you aren't wearing those disgraceful clothes!" she snapped, stalking towards me and lifting my shirt over my head.
"H-hey! Gwendo-! Stop!" she unhooked my bra and shoved me into the room with the tub.
Three other girls were just finishing putting boiling hot water into it and tossed rose petals in after.
Nimble fingers undid my belt and my jeans were torn from my body leaving me in my lacey blue thong.
Holy…embarrassment…
But she tore those down to and all but picked me up and dunked me in the water.
"Hot!" I squealed, "I can bathe myself, thank you very much!"
Rose smelling suds poured over my face and down my back in cold streams.
One of the other girls scrubbed my hair with immediately foamed and dirt river-ed down my body and gave the crystal clear water a gray tones.
"Ugh, Carlyselle, scrub her feet! They are so caked with grime that the water hasn't dissolved it!" the lady washing my hair scoffed and grabbed a bucket and dunked it over my head.
I coughed and sputtered on the soapy water and grimaced when "Carlyselle" scoured all the dried mud and callouses from my feet with a big brick thing.
"Merallya, wash the rest of her body, I have to get to work washing these filthy clothes!" Gwendolyn scowled at my skinny jeans and Pokemon shirt.
"Drain some on the water! She's sitting in her own mud and sweat." I'm guessing "Merallya" is the one washing my hair and "Carlyselle" is the one washing my feet.
The unnamed girl was busying herself with shaving my legs for me with this weird blade that I can't even begin to explain; but thank god they were being shaved!
XXX
After the painful bathing experience, I finally managed to get all the maids out of my room so I could relax in peace.
Glancing outside, I noticed that there was a light breeze and it was still early afternoon; I had another good two hours before the sun would start to set.
So, I dropped my oversized, thin white towel onto the ground and pranced-naked-over to my JanSport black backpack and emptied its contents onto the big bed.
Three pairs of shorts, two pairs of jeans, four shirts, a few spaghetti straps, three bras, a couple pairs of underwear, a handful of hair ties, a brush, my trusty big clear bag of makeup, a small jar containing various rings for my various piercings, a necklace my brother gave me for Christmas last year, a bobby pin, a bottle of Mango Temptation body spray, a smaller bottle of Sweet Pea body spray, a lone sock, my car keys (useless), deodorant, Burt's Bees lip balm, a bottle of black nail polish, blue nail polish, and red nail polish.
In addition to all of that, in the front pocket, there was more makeup, hair ties, bobby pins, a few more pairs of underwear, a large amount of tampons bundled together in a rubber band, a bottle of Midol, Aleve, Ibuprofen, and a small box of Icy Hot.
Crap, this bag carries a lot!
Slipping into a fresh pair of underwear and a fresh bra, I decided to wear shorts and a spaghetti strap, and slowly climbed onto the other side of the bed and drifted into a much needed light slumber.
XXX
I woke up about an hour later and stretched languidly before sliding out of bed.
Seeing that the sun was beginning to set, I danced over to my makeup bag and applied a light amount of mascara and checked in the mirror in the Fancy Dress room to see the damage the sun did to my skin.
What the-?
My skin color didn't change a bit!
Well, I mean, if it did, I couldn't tell at all.
No tan lines on my face, no redness-I lied, my cheeks were rose colored, but it looked more like blush.
Shrugging, I approached the door in the main room and pressed my ear to it.
I slowly turned the sparkling door handle and peeked down the halls before slipping from my room and closing the door gently behind me.
If I'm going to stay her a little while longer, I better get acquainted to the area more, right?
Walking cautiously down the long hall, I turned a few corners, walked down a flight of stairs, managed to avoid scattered servants, and finally, though it took a few minutes, I was out in the open air.
It cooled down considerably, but it was still warm out.
Warm enough for wearing shorts and a spaghetti strap and being comfortable in them.
And, in all honesty, I didn't remember to bring shoes, but the ground wasn't rocky and there weren't sticks jutting out to hurt me, so I half skipped and half pranced around the area until I came to a lake with rocks perfect for climbing and trees perfect for perching in.
Humming Neon Tree's song Animal, I clambered up a rock and sat down with the setting sun's reflection in the water.
"Anastasia?" I heard my Guardian Elf ask kindly.
I jumped and turned to greet him, but right when I turned and saw him, I slowed to a stop and my eyes widened.
He was gorgeous!
He stood a full head taller than me with long golden hair that reached his slender but strongly built and delicately carved waist. His eyes were forest green and captivating surrounded my long dark eye lashes and brought out by his dark eyebrows.
Much to my delight, he had his tunic opened so I could see his rock hard abs and the V his hips created. I could also see his nipp-…
Never mind.
He raised a delicate brow at me and I sputtered for a response.
"Hi?" I giggled stupidly.
"Hi." He said with a laugh.
There was a pause and then he said, "My name is Alaric."
Alaric?
That was…unusual for an elf-or was it?
"Oh! My names-you already know my name…" I blushed and hung my head.
He laughed and buttoned his tunic before asking, "How are you enjoying your stay? No one has mistreated you?"
"Oh no, not unless you count me being scrubbed within an inch of my life my various girls with long fingernails…" I grumbled, absentmindedly rubbing my scalp where Merallya's nails clawed the crap outta it.
Alaric burst into laughter and it showed off his bright white and perfectly straight teeth.
"It counts…I've been in that position countless times. Was it Merallya?" he sounded just like a teenager, but something told me he was a lot older.
"Yeah! She's evil! You know her?" I motioned for him to follow me onto the rock I had climbed earlier.
"Do I know her? She's been my nurse maid since I was an elfling." He sat next to me.
"You still are an elfling, Alaric!" a passing by Elf said and continued walking.
Alaric huffed, "When I was younger than I am now."
I giggled and he glanced at me and let fly a quick laugh.
"How old are you?" I inquired, leaning back on my palms.
"Uh, if I were a human, I'd be nineteen." I gasped.
"I'm eighteen! And a half!" he both laughed and I didn't press any farther on his Elf age.
He picked up a pebble and threw it into the water and smiled when a beaver poked its head out.
"Won't it swim away?" I asked, furrowing my brow when Alaric threw another pebble next to it.
"No, he knows I won't hurt him. All the animals in Lorien know that we will bring no harm to them." He gazed across the lake at a doe and her fawn and brought his hands up in a slight wave.
The doe perked her ear and watched him, then went back to eating.
So, he's extremely attractive and he likes animals. How much better does it get?
"We do not consume meat of any kind and we don't hunt them, so they don't fear us."
It does get better!
"I don't eat meat either…" I smiled at him and he brightened immediately.
"You don't say? So, Anastasia, what do you want to do? Oh! Would you like to meet my friends? I'm sure they'd appreciate gaining another friend their age. Male or female, they won't mind." His enthusiasm was contagious, so I jumped up and we sprinted off to find said friends.
We didn't have to run far, because sitting on the water's edge for two minutes away from where we sat, four other young elves sat looking bored.
"Alaric!" one said, causing all the other to look our way and smile.
"This is Anastasia." Alaric smiled and introduced me.
They all smiled, and unlike all the other guys in my world, they greeted me with kind eyes and no lame pickup lines.
"I'm Celtic." The first one said.
Hehe, kind of like the football team.
Football, right?
"I'm Kalrik." Another said.
"Riddle."
"Riddle?" I asked, cocking my head.
He shrugged and said, "My mom had a dog named Riddle when she lived with her friend in Rivendell. The day I was born, the dog died…my father had no say in what my name would be."
"Well I love your name." he beamed at me.
"And I'm Alladin." The last one said.
"That's Meralya's son." Alaric told me.
"Aladdin is the of a prince in my world." I laughed, thinking about the thief that married a princess and became a prince. What a cheater! He cheated at becoming royalty.
Alladin smiled and said, "Well, I like to think of myself a prince."
"I wanted you all to meet her. While out on patrol, we found her hiding from Urak-hai. I was assigned her guard after he poured tree sap on Rumil. He looked about ready to murder her so Haldir made me watch her. She doesn't know many people here so I thought she should meet my closest friends."
They all chorused shots of agreement and Celtic said, "It would be a nice change to have a female in our group. It's going to be all around the tutoring center that we befriended a female!"
"A mortal female at that!" Riddle chimed.
I guessed the "tutoring center" was school, so I didn't ask, but I did ask, "What do you guys do all day? I mean, I haven't seen anything but trees and rocks and water. And adults…"
"Well," Kalrik started, "We are usually with our tutors. If not that, we have sparring lessons. Most of our free time is spent creating pranks and attempting ridiculous endeavors. But, if we aren't tutoring or sparring, and we don't have free time, it's because we have to patrol. We are all guards, but it's only occasionally we are actually allowed to go."
"Yeah, lately, all of the older guards are forbidding us younger ones to accompany them. We aren't privy as to why…" Alladin said, sighing and running a hand through his silvery hair.
"Alaric wasn't supposed to go! He snuck off with a group and wasn't found out until later that night! His ada was furious! Oh by the way, Koal, he wants to see you after dinner in his chambers." Riddle sighed.
"Koal?" I looked up at Alaric.
"Alaric Koal Ravondir. It's my full name. My father's name is Ravondir. My mother's father's name is Koal."
I nodded and said, "I hope you aren't in too much trouble. Are you going to be okay?"
"Nah, he's in so much trouble he should just kneel over and die! Alaric, he's livid!" Celtic shook his head sadly, "Brother, you should have stayed."
Alaric shrugged, "Can we just do something? I mean, before I die? Lacey, what are some of the things you did with your friends?"
"My middle name is Lacey," I said to the confused friends and turned back to Alaric, "We talked about stupid girl things, played Sorry-it's a board game, I'll explain later-, we played Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle if there were boys with us, we played Seven Minutes in Heaven, again is boys were there, we ate Yogurtland constantly, we swam…I don't know, we did a lot." I ticked my fingers off.
"Truth or Dare?" Celtic asked, "That sounds interesting."
"It's so fun! So how we played was we spun a bottle, whoever it landed on would have to pick either truth or dare. The person who spun the bottle would either give them a dare if they chose dare or ask them something if they picked truth and the person answering has to answer in complete honesty, if they don't…then they are liars and they suck as a person. Get it?" thankfully, they did.
"We need a bottle." Kalrik stated sadly.
"Let's find an empty bottle, then." I said.
"Hey, you know what would be even better? If we found a full bottle." Riddle smirked evilly.
"How?" Kalrik asked, furrowing his brow.
"Because we could drink what's in the bottle!" Alaric gasped, "Riddle, you genius!"
Riddle gave a dorky smile and bowed, "I know, I know…"
I scurried after the five boys and scanned the area to bookmark all the places I found interesting.
Not looking where I was going, I barreled into Alaric who stood facing me with all the others surrounding him.
They all wore evil looks.
"Now, my dear Anastasia, you, in order for you to become a legit member in our group, you must pass initiative. We all had to do something embarrassing, dangerous, risky, or sneaky. Because you are a girl, and usually embarrassing things involved nudity, we are excusing you from that. What we have planned for you is a combination of risky, dangerous, and sneaky." They all gave a laugh, "Your job is to sneak into Orophin's chambers and steal his bottle of Dorwinion wine he keeps under his bed. The dangerous part is he's in his bathing chamber and the door is open. Figure out a way to retrieve the wine and get out of there before he catches you. Believe me; you don't want him to see you."
I took a deep breath and said, "I accept my mission."
They all nodded simultaneously and, in unison, they motioned for an opened window.
Orophin's open window…
As quietly as I could, I climbed in the window and tip toed across the room and knelt down by the bed and looked under for the wine.
Just then, I heard Orophin stop whatever he was doing and call out, "Is someone there?"
I threw myself under the bed and held my breath and closed my eyes, but not before seeing the elf walk out of the bathing chamber in only his leggings.
He huffed and walked to his bed and removed his leggings and combed his hair and tied it up on his head.
Reaching in a drawer, he took out another pair of midnight blue leggings with silver threads along the sides and threw them over his shoulder.
Ew! His butt is really white.
Well, then again, so is mine…
He opened up his wardrobe and grabbed a silver tunic and then he walked back into the bathroom.
I waited until I heard someone stepping into water before I slowly dragged myself out and made a mad dash for the window.
"Who goes there?" Orophin shouted, sitting upright in the tub.
So filled with adrenaline at the thought of doing something against the rules, I didn't stop to answer and nor did I stop to slowly go out the window. Instead, I leapt out of the window and into Alaric's arms, with the bottle of wine in my hands.
XXX
"Oh, Ana, you are so in our group!" Alaric said as we all settled down in a circle on the rocks Alaric and I sat n earlier.
"Well then I guess now is a good time to say: Mission Complete!" we all laughed.
Celtic popped open the bottle of wine and said, "Boys, I think the first drink goes to our beloved little sister, Anastasia! Welcome to our Brotherhood!"
"Woah, I've never had a drink before…well here goes." I took a swing and swallowed the strong liquid.
"It was good." I choked out in a hoarse voice.
"You'll get used to it." Riddle smiled and gulped down a fairly large amount.
We went in a circle of me, Riddle, Cletic, Alladin, Kalrik, and then Alaric.
By the time that the bottle was finished, I was definitely tipsy.
Apparently elves have a higher tolerance of alcohol, because the others were fine. They only felt more relaxed than usual.
Swaying a bit, I leaned on Alaric and said, "I'll spin first."
The bottle spun and spun until it landed on Alladin.
"Okay, Alladin, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
I smiled, "Okay, are you a virgin?"
Blushing, he said, "Yes."
"Loser!" I pointed at him.
He reached out and spun the bottle.
It landed on Cletic.
"Celtic, truth or dare?"
"Truth…"
"Oh god you pussies, just pick dare!" I shouted.
"Okay dare-," Celtic began, but I cut him off.
"No, shut up. You already picked truth. On with it Alladin!"
"When I went to your talan that one night for help with our arithmetic and you said you couldn't because you had a friend over…was Ellaynia the friend?"
Celtic blushed crimson and nodded.
"Get some!" I laughed and tipped forward.
Celtic spun the emptied bottle until it landed on Riddle, whose eyes widened.
"Truth…"
"Pussy." I growled, grabbing onto Alaric's hair and twisting it between my fingers.
"Was it you or Alladin who told Ellaynia that my father caught her sister and I, er, groping each other?"
"Oh, I did it…" Riddle looked down at his hands; away from Celtic's death glare.
"Please tell everyone here that I WAS NOT touching her sister at all!" Celtic snapped, crossing his arms over his chest and sticking his nose of the air.
"He was not caught fondling her breasts or pinching her backside…" Riddle sighed, "Except he was…" the last part he whispered.
Before an argument could break out, I threatened that is he didn't spin the bottle, I was going to castrate him forcefully in front of all his friends and family.
He spun.
And it landed on…me…
"Dare!" I jumped up and down and braced myself for what was to come.
"Allow me to speak with my friends on the topic of this…dare…" Riddle smirked.
The whole group of guys spoke, except Alaric and Kalrik because they were "failures" according to Celtic.
"Okay, little Ana, I have decided," he said over my growl of "little Ana?"
"Sock it to me, bro!" I challenged.
"Alright, kiss Alaric."
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All done! With this chapter!
I apologize! Between it being the end of the quarter at school, it took me forever to finish this…I realize that.
R&R!
