Fourth chapter is in da house!! Hope you readers are liking the story so
far! Sorry but for the next couple of days I won't be able to update. Gotta
study for exams!! NOOO!!! This is slightly longer than what I usually
write. To all, PLEASE R/R!! Flames will be doused out by the bucket of
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Lolli- Thanks for the nice comments. Nice to see you're finally appreciating my Elvish!! But now, it will be toned down cos I haevn't time to think up any new ones!!!
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I don't own Lord of the Rings. You know what I own. So there.
4. Words among the Leaves
Legolas woke up the next morning just before the dawn. He rolled out of bed, eager to check on Ellisya. He dressed hurriedly and raced down the corridor, careful to stop and walk regally in front of his father's servants. However, as he reached the sick room, he found Aragorn and Gimli waiting for him there. He stopped in confusion.
"Why are you two outside here?."
"The girl has gotten out of the room and only Elbereth knows where she is," said Aragorn somberly. A twinkle in his eye told a completely different story.
"Ah, what did I tell you? Girls are nothing but a smaller version of people who cry and make your life miserable. Can't fight to save their lives. Nor run either, mind you. But how this one got out past all the guards is beyond me. I really don't know how anyone can slip out like that."
"Hold your tongue, Gimli my friend, for this is no ordinary maiden. Come, Aragorn, shall we make for the archery grounds?" Legolas asked, arching an eyebrow comically.
"Come, Legolas," Aragorn said, his expression completely under control but for the laughter in his eyes. Together they went to the archery ground, leaving Gimli in utter surprise. Then, gathering his wits, he ran after them, yelling at them to wait for him.
As they reached the archery field, they stood, looking at the surrounding trees. It was there where Gimli caught up with them, puffing and panting.
"Must you show off the usefulness of long legs so often?" he grumbled. "That is twice you two have made me run in order to keep up!! No wonder they call Aragorn Strider with his big steps!!" Then he noticed his companions staring off into the bushes. " Did you come her to look at the scenery? For there is a much nicer one from the balcony in the castle."
"No, Gimli, my friend," Legolas said, interrupting him. "It is not the scenery we seek, it is the animals."
"The animals? Why, surely, there are no ani."
Aragorn lifted his voice. "You two can come out now!" he called. "We know you're in there!! Please don't make me make Legolas draw his bow again."
Suddenly, two elves jumped out of the neighboring trees. The smaller one swayed slightly and the other one rushed to support her. Legolas glanced at Gimli, whose mouth had dropped open. Aragorn put his hands at his hips.
"Well, well, what do we have here? You," addressing the girl, "should be resting back at the castle. What brings you out here at this unholy hour?"
The girl drew herself up. "For a Man, you know little of manners. You could, at least have asked of our names first."
"Man?" interrupted Gimli. "Man? He is not only a Man but is the King of Men. Show him the respect he deserves!"
Immediately, the two of them made a low obeisance. As they came up, their faces were devoid of expression.
"Indeed we did not know of your rank, Your Majesty and we beg your pardon." Aragorn sighed.
"It may be that I am the King of Men but indeed you are right, my manners were indeed lacking. Tell me, what do they call you?"
Ellesildar drew himself up, proud of this ancestry. " I am call Ellesildar MorningLight son of Lorendallion, adviser to the king. And this is my sister, Ellisya. Our ancestors were those of the Elves of Lorien and fought at the battle where Sauron fell."
"Indeed," Aragorn laughed. " And as I was saying, why are you two out at this time?"
Ellisya spoke up. " We have a great fondness for archery, my Lord, and wished to use the royal training grounds to practice." At that moment, she stumbled slightly, but before Ellesildar could support her, Legolas was by her side, gently holding her up. She looked at him in surprise and smiled.
Gimli spoke up, " Are you injured? Your stance seems to imply that of a side wound."
"Ay, Gimli," Legolas spoke. "And I regret to say it was I whom caused that wound. My arrow knew no mercy as it wounded the noble flesh of this lady."
"You do me much honor, my lord." Ellisya began.
"Call me Legolas," he said.
"Legolas. but you have forgotten that it was I and my brother who were using the ground without permission. I believe justice prevailed that day."
"Truly we didn't meant to trespass but our need was great and our ambitions lofty," Ellesildar said.
" And what of your ambitions?" Aragorn asked.
Ellesildar looked straight into Aragorn's eyes. " It is our will to become Master Archers and to be able to put our skills to use." The truth shining in the Elf's eyes was evident and Aragorn acknowledged it.
" Show me your skill and I shall see," he replied. Ellesildar needed no second urging. He walked about thirty feet away from the target and drew his bow. THUK!! The arrow landed just beside the bulls-eye. Gimli applauded.
"Indeed, do all Elves wield this skill of Archery? If they do, praise be to them for they could perfect no finer art! I salute you, Elf!"
"Your skill with the bow is indeed good, Ellesildar. You deserve the title Master Archer," observed Aragorn with a smile.
"My skill is great yet cannot compare with that of my sister. Through her veins run the blood of my ancestors and she is worthy of the lineage," Ellesildar said.
"If so, Ellisya, would you do me the honor of showing me your skill?" Aragorn asked. Ellisya straightened herself out of Legolas' support and walked, nay, limped to a spot about forty feet from the target. Legolas started. It took great skill to be able to hit the target from that distance much less the bulls-eye. What more, Ellisya was a lady.
"Surely you want to stand a little closer to the board?" he asked. "The place you have chosen is a long way from the target."
Ellisya looked at him haughtily. "I am just fine from here," she addressed him coldly. Then she drew an arrow from the quiver and in a swift movement, shot the arrow towards the target. Ellesildar watched confidently while the others started in surprise. The arrow gained speed and momentum as it neared the board. THUNK!!!! It had struck the bulls- eye. Ellisya sank to the ground, exhausted. Legolas went over to help her rise.
" Well, Legolas," Gimli said, "it looks like your race seems to be blessed. Not only can the men shoot but the women as well with much skill it must be said."
"Indeed, Gimli," Legolas said, "Not all our women would so readily hone our heritage with that much determination." To Ellisya, he said, "Lady, I have misjudged you and I beg your pardon. Your skill is vast and worthy of recognition."
Ellisya smiled. "I will forgive your words earlier, Legolas if you should show me the greatness of your skill. I would like to see if the songs they sing are true of the Prince of Mirkwood with the Aim of the Gods." Legolas reddened slightly.
"Very well, my lady, I will do as you have asked." He drew from his back the Bow of Galadriel and stood sixty feet from the target and shot his arrow. If the skill of Ellisya was great, it was nothing compared to the skill of Legolas. The arrow hit true the center and Ellisya smiled at Legolas.
"The songs tell not the truth, they have greatly underestimated the skill of The Elven Prince Legolas."
"At the rate we are going, you will be expecting me to step up to the bow and shoot an arrow next," Gimli said. "Well, I tell you now, I cannot shoot an arrow to save my life so don't try making me do it."
Aragorn laughed and patted Gimli on his back. "Don't worry, friend Gimli, we know your skill lies with the axe. But look! The sun is high. Time has flown swiftly when we weren't looking. We had better go back to the castle."
"Yes, our father will be looking for us," agreed Ellesildar. "Come, Ellisya. We shall go and meet him."
"Yes, it is best so," Ellisya said. She held unto her brother's shoulder as they made their way back to the castle.
"Wait, Elves," Aragorn called. " Perhaps it will be wiser for us to go back with you. Gimli's stomach is singing and I'm sure you are hungry. Come, let us accompany you back."
Ellesildar smiled. "Perhaps that is best. Let us go now."
They made their way back to the castle, with Legolas on Ellisya's left and Ellesildar at Ellisya's left, supporting her. Suddenly, there was a great crying of voices and the company stopped.
"There must be something very wrong or something very good going on," Aragorn said tersely, "and I believe it is the former."
"Ay, Aragorn, why are you so incline to believe what is bad?" said Gimli. "I think something of great happiness has just occurred."
"In either way, let us be hasty, for I dearly want to know what is going on," Ellesildar said. The others agreed as they rushed up the main staircase and into the castle.
Lolli- Thanks for the nice comments. Nice to see you're finally appreciating my Elvish!! But now, it will be toned down cos I haevn't time to think up any new ones!!!
Yuncyn- as always, you are a great reviewer. Nice ta know you're dying of suspense!! HAHAHA
Stary night- Thanks for sending in such a nice review!!
Silmarien forever- you too are another nice nice nice reviewer. Sob. I'm so happy to be appreciated.
I don't own Lord of the Rings. You know what I own. So there.
4. Words among the Leaves
Legolas woke up the next morning just before the dawn. He rolled out of bed, eager to check on Ellisya. He dressed hurriedly and raced down the corridor, careful to stop and walk regally in front of his father's servants. However, as he reached the sick room, he found Aragorn and Gimli waiting for him there. He stopped in confusion.
"Why are you two outside here?."
"The girl has gotten out of the room and only Elbereth knows where she is," said Aragorn somberly. A twinkle in his eye told a completely different story.
"Ah, what did I tell you? Girls are nothing but a smaller version of people who cry and make your life miserable. Can't fight to save their lives. Nor run either, mind you. But how this one got out past all the guards is beyond me. I really don't know how anyone can slip out like that."
"Hold your tongue, Gimli my friend, for this is no ordinary maiden. Come, Aragorn, shall we make for the archery grounds?" Legolas asked, arching an eyebrow comically.
"Come, Legolas," Aragorn said, his expression completely under control but for the laughter in his eyes. Together they went to the archery ground, leaving Gimli in utter surprise. Then, gathering his wits, he ran after them, yelling at them to wait for him.
As they reached the archery field, they stood, looking at the surrounding trees. It was there where Gimli caught up with them, puffing and panting.
"Must you show off the usefulness of long legs so often?" he grumbled. "That is twice you two have made me run in order to keep up!! No wonder they call Aragorn Strider with his big steps!!" Then he noticed his companions staring off into the bushes. " Did you come her to look at the scenery? For there is a much nicer one from the balcony in the castle."
"No, Gimli, my friend," Legolas said, interrupting him. "It is not the scenery we seek, it is the animals."
"The animals? Why, surely, there are no ani."
Aragorn lifted his voice. "You two can come out now!" he called. "We know you're in there!! Please don't make me make Legolas draw his bow again."
Suddenly, two elves jumped out of the neighboring trees. The smaller one swayed slightly and the other one rushed to support her. Legolas glanced at Gimli, whose mouth had dropped open. Aragorn put his hands at his hips.
"Well, well, what do we have here? You," addressing the girl, "should be resting back at the castle. What brings you out here at this unholy hour?"
The girl drew herself up. "For a Man, you know little of manners. You could, at least have asked of our names first."
"Man?" interrupted Gimli. "Man? He is not only a Man but is the King of Men. Show him the respect he deserves!"
Immediately, the two of them made a low obeisance. As they came up, their faces were devoid of expression.
"Indeed we did not know of your rank, Your Majesty and we beg your pardon." Aragorn sighed.
"It may be that I am the King of Men but indeed you are right, my manners were indeed lacking. Tell me, what do they call you?"
Ellesildar drew himself up, proud of this ancestry. " I am call Ellesildar MorningLight son of Lorendallion, adviser to the king. And this is my sister, Ellisya. Our ancestors were those of the Elves of Lorien and fought at the battle where Sauron fell."
"Indeed," Aragorn laughed. " And as I was saying, why are you two out at this time?"
Ellisya spoke up. " We have a great fondness for archery, my Lord, and wished to use the royal training grounds to practice." At that moment, she stumbled slightly, but before Ellesildar could support her, Legolas was by her side, gently holding her up. She looked at him in surprise and smiled.
Gimli spoke up, " Are you injured? Your stance seems to imply that of a side wound."
"Ay, Gimli," Legolas spoke. "And I regret to say it was I whom caused that wound. My arrow knew no mercy as it wounded the noble flesh of this lady."
"You do me much honor, my lord." Ellisya began.
"Call me Legolas," he said.
"Legolas. but you have forgotten that it was I and my brother who were using the ground without permission. I believe justice prevailed that day."
"Truly we didn't meant to trespass but our need was great and our ambitions lofty," Ellesildar said.
" And what of your ambitions?" Aragorn asked.
Ellesildar looked straight into Aragorn's eyes. " It is our will to become Master Archers and to be able to put our skills to use." The truth shining in the Elf's eyes was evident and Aragorn acknowledged it.
" Show me your skill and I shall see," he replied. Ellesildar needed no second urging. He walked about thirty feet away from the target and drew his bow. THUK!! The arrow landed just beside the bulls-eye. Gimli applauded.
"Indeed, do all Elves wield this skill of Archery? If they do, praise be to them for they could perfect no finer art! I salute you, Elf!"
"Your skill with the bow is indeed good, Ellesildar. You deserve the title Master Archer," observed Aragorn with a smile.
"My skill is great yet cannot compare with that of my sister. Through her veins run the blood of my ancestors and she is worthy of the lineage," Ellesildar said.
"If so, Ellisya, would you do me the honor of showing me your skill?" Aragorn asked. Ellisya straightened herself out of Legolas' support and walked, nay, limped to a spot about forty feet from the target. Legolas started. It took great skill to be able to hit the target from that distance much less the bulls-eye. What more, Ellisya was a lady.
"Surely you want to stand a little closer to the board?" he asked. "The place you have chosen is a long way from the target."
Ellisya looked at him haughtily. "I am just fine from here," she addressed him coldly. Then she drew an arrow from the quiver and in a swift movement, shot the arrow towards the target. Ellesildar watched confidently while the others started in surprise. The arrow gained speed and momentum as it neared the board. THUNK!!!! It had struck the bulls- eye. Ellisya sank to the ground, exhausted. Legolas went over to help her rise.
" Well, Legolas," Gimli said, "it looks like your race seems to be blessed. Not only can the men shoot but the women as well with much skill it must be said."
"Indeed, Gimli," Legolas said, "Not all our women would so readily hone our heritage with that much determination." To Ellisya, he said, "Lady, I have misjudged you and I beg your pardon. Your skill is vast and worthy of recognition."
Ellisya smiled. "I will forgive your words earlier, Legolas if you should show me the greatness of your skill. I would like to see if the songs they sing are true of the Prince of Mirkwood with the Aim of the Gods." Legolas reddened slightly.
"Very well, my lady, I will do as you have asked." He drew from his back the Bow of Galadriel and stood sixty feet from the target and shot his arrow. If the skill of Ellisya was great, it was nothing compared to the skill of Legolas. The arrow hit true the center and Ellisya smiled at Legolas.
"The songs tell not the truth, they have greatly underestimated the skill of The Elven Prince Legolas."
"At the rate we are going, you will be expecting me to step up to the bow and shoot an arrow next," Gimli said. "Well, I tell you now, I cannot shoot an arrow to save my life so don't try making me do it."
Aragorn laughed and patted Gimli on his back. "Don't worry, friend Gimli, we know your skill lies with the axe. But look! The sun is high. Time has flown swiftly when we weren't looking. We had better go back to the castle."
"Yes, our father will be looking for us," agreed Ellesildar. "Come, Ellisya. We shall go and meet him."
"Yes, it is best so," Ellisya said. She held unto her brother's shoulder as they made their way back to the castle.
"Wait, Elves," Aragorn called. " Perhaps it will be wiser for us to go back with you. Gimli's stomach is singing and I'm sure you are hungry. Come, let us accompany you back."
Ellesildar smiled. "Perhaps that is best. Let us go now."
They made their way back to the castle, with Legolas on Ellisya's left and Ellesildar at Ellisya's left, supporting her. Suddenly, there was a great crying of voices and the company stopped.
"There must be something very wrong or something very good going on," Aragorn said tersely, "and I believe it is the former."
"Ay, Aragorn, why are you so incline to believe what is bad?" said Gimli. "I think something of great happiness has just occurred."
"In either way, let us be hasty, for I dearly want to know what is going on," Ellesildar said. The others agreed as they rushed up the main staircase and into the castle.