Jasmine POV
After I had fallen asleep once again, I was woken up by a maid who wordlessly motioned me to follow her to the restrooms bathing areas? I have no idea what they call it.
"I have laid down a dress for you, my Lady." The elf said softly and I looked at her like she was crazy. I rarely wore dresses at home. Sweatshirts and joggers were basically my life back home. Now a dress? Psh.
"Isn't there something else I can wear?" I asked. Now it was her who looked at me like I was crazy.
"No, my Lady. It is custom for elleths to wear dresses," she motioned to her own dress, "It would be a dishonor to reject such a dress as the one picked for you." Ugh. I wish I can go home. A sudden sinking feeling was in my chest and I quickly shook it off. Then, a sudden curiosity was in me.
"Who picked my dress for me?" I asked curiously. The elf seemed to smile fondly at the thought of who picked out my dress.
"My Lady Arwen, she is our Evenstar." Ah. I nodded my head in some form of understanding and she moved to exit the room. "I will come back after you are done and lead you to the dining room where you will dine with Lord Elrond and the royal family." She was out of the room before I knew it. How will she know when I'm done? I shook my head and began taking off the nightgown I had on, which by the way, I didn't put on myself. I had no idea who put it on me and to be honest, I don't care. The big question was: where are my Earth clothes?
As I got into the tub I sighed in content. My muscles became relaxed and I didn't feel as tense as I was when I first woke up. This was worse than Hell Week for basketball and cross country combined back at home.. I shook my head.
"NOPE, I'm not thinking about home. I am not thinking about home." I said aloud. I began to repeat it in my head like a mantra. Instead, I started to think about what will happen. I'm pretty sure I shouldn't have been here. Maybe I missed the door for Heaven and ended here? Nope. There's got to be a reason why I was here and I bet Elrond knew. I got up and out from the tub, rushing to put on my dress… Ew. Until I saw the lace on the back to tie it up… What the heck? I stared at it in confusion. That's when I heard the knock on the door.
"My Lady? Are you ready?" Oh thank goodness, it was the maid from earlier. I should try and get her name.
"Come in! I need help tying the back of this stupid dress." I yell through the thick doors. The doors push open and I get a close look at her. She had a pale complexion, but not the sick kind of pale, but I'm-glowing-from-the-inside-like-an-angel look. She also had big brown eyes filled with confusion with it. No doubt from my language. She had long silver hair down to her waist. I sigh inwardly. So perfect. I clear my throat in hopes of editing my sentence.
"I need some help tying the back of this ridiculous dress, if you don't mind." I say dryly. I give her a hasty smile. She nods and moves to tie the lace together. "What's your name?" I ask.
She hesitantly answers, "Bellethiel." I think about her name for a sec before I respond.
"Strong one. A beautiful name. Mine is Jasmine." I say. I should probably use my Elvish name but I have no idea what it means. I just put my name in one of those translation things online.
"Jasmine," Bellethiel repeated. I cringe. Was I supposed to keep it a secret I was not from this world? Oh well. "It is a strange name. What does it mean?"
"It's just the name of a flower." I reply back lamely. Bellethiel silently nods and drops her hands.
"I am done. It is time for your hair." I nod and silently sit on the stool? And look in the mirror. I slightly gasp. I looked like I was GLOWING. Like Bellethiel. My light brown hair was wavy and down to my waist, and my eyes were a light hazel. My face seemed to be skinnier and my ears, of course were pointed. That was going to be hard to get used to.
"Can you just braid it?" I ask pleadingly. She stops brushing my hair and just nods, quickly putting it in a braid.
"Come, I shall lead you to the dining halls." FINALLY. I can ask about where my belongings were. She lightly walks, her footsteps barely leaving a sound.
It felt like eternity before we stopped in front of a big door and Bellethiel turned to leave. I look back at the door and her retreating figure.
"Bellethiel!" I yell. She turns back at me. "Thank you!" I smile and she gives me a soft smile before turning back. I slowly turn back to the door in front of me and steel my nerves. I got this. Then slowly, I push the doors open.
When I opened the doors, I was greeted by soft music that was calming to the nerve. My gaze sweeps around the room before it lands on the table in front of me. I begin to walk toward it carefully; all eyes of the royal family were watching me. [A/N: Elrond, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir.]
I finally reach the table and I hastily take a seat. Okay Jasmine, I got to play it cool. I meet the gaze of the royal family and give a little bow. I clear my throat.
"Lord Elrond, I do hope we get to talk about my situation." I gave him a small smile before looking back at Arwen. "Lady Arwen, it is an honor to meet you." She gracefully smiles at me.
"As it is an honor to meet you, Lady Jasmine." Ew. I am no "Lady."
"Well, look at that, Elrohir. She chooses not to greet us personally but our sister and father." Elladan says quite loudly. I look at him to find him with an amused expression. I give him one of my own. Two can play at that game.
"Prince Elladan and Elrohir, what a delight to see you both again." I give them a comical pained smile. A moment passed before they both burst out laughing. I look to see Arwen with a smile on her lips and the corners of Elrond's mouth curled up.
"She must stay here, Ada! I fear to see her go without causing any mischief along with us." Elladan says. I smile brightly at them. I didn't expect to be accepted by them so fast. Elrond only nods.
"Regardless, she will stay before her wonder for Middle-Earth is awoken. She must be trained on how to fight and how to act as one of us." Oh damn. Elladan and Elrohir cheer. I let out a little laugh before I turn serious again.
"Shall I use my Elvish name?" I ask. Elrond looks at me with more curiosity.
"You know your Elvish name already?" Elrohir asks incredulously. I sheepishly nod.
"Lairelossë."I sounded out carefully. There was an awkward silence.
"Well, you are now Lairelossë, niece to me and cousins to Arwen, Elrohir and Elladan." Elrond says. I nod without really thinking… WAIT WHAT?! I look at him alarmed.
"With all due respect my Lord, should I be someone like a maid or something so not many people will know of me?" I ask. This time, Arwen responds.
"We cannot. Many people know of your strange arrival to our house. In fact, the royal family from Mirkwood will be joining us tomorrow. We will have a grand dinner tomorrow." I gulp.
"Do I have to dance?" Elladan and Elrohir snicker and I resist the urge to throw my fork at them. Elrond raises an eyebrow.
"Do you not know how to?" I snort. Of course I don't, it wasn't the 60's back home. I shake my head. "Then, I shall appoint someone to teach you." What?! I only had less than a day to learn. And I am SO not ready to meet the Mirkwood family… I get so uncomfortable mingling with new people. Then something dawns on me.
"Only on one condition." I say. Elrond looks at me. "The dinner should be masked. And it'll be fun for everyone to find out who is who." I explain. There was a moment of silence as I held my breath. Please say yes. Please. Please. Please. Elrond slowly nods and I exhale rather loudly.
"Very well. In the morn you will be awakened and you shall learn how to dance. Go on now and sleep well, Lairelossë, niece of mine." I get up and give a bow before running off.
I'm in so much shit.
To me, this was boring af and I can't just do a time skip so I'm going to make them meet and then do a time skip and start the real love.(; R&R pls!