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1.1.1.2 Chapter Seven
After one more day of walking, Vixilaesia started to recognize the scenery that they were in. "Rivendell!" she whispered, a smile crossing her face.
Soon enough, they reached a large stone wall with a large arch as an entrance to the valley of Rivendell. Vixilaesia took in a deep breath. She could smell the waterfalls and the sweet green grass already.
As soon as the guards let them into the valley, Phi's jaw dropped and practically hit the ground. Four waterfalls (and probably more that she couldn't see at the moment), mountains covered with flourishing trees, green grass, and blue skies that stretched out as far as the eye could see.
"Princess Vixilaesia!" a voice called. A male elf hurried over to the group and bowed quickly before the Elven princess.
Vixilaesia turned to the excited elf. "Hello, Audri." She said, a small smile playing her lips. "As you can see, I have returned."
"Yes, but from where? Your father has been worried sick about you! Leaving without notice and all." He went on and on. Vixilaesia rolled her eyes; she had to go through this almost every day before she had left her home.
"Yes, I know, Audri. But I am back now. And I am not harmed at all." She said after he was done with his lecture. She did not mention the wound she had acquired while in battle.
Pippin opened his mouth to remind her of the dilemma, but Phi stomped on his foot before he could say anything. Merry stifled a laugh and looked at Pippin innocently when he caught his snickering.
Audri sighed. "Yes, I know you are back my lady. But we were all so worried. Your father would have had my head if you hadn't returned. If anything had happened to you…"
Vixilaesia cut him off, and flashed a playful smile. "Honestly, Audri. You worry too much. Now I wish to speak with my father in private, if you would be kind enough to show my friends to their rooms."
Audri sighed with defeat. "Yes my lady." He said softly, bowing. "Your father is up in his quarters. As for your guests, please follow me."
So the two groups went separate ways. One looking forward to finally having comfortable bed to sleep in, and the other hoping not to get her head chopped off.
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1.1.1.2.1 Once Audri had shown them their rooms, Phi plopped down on her bed and fell fast asleep. A while later, (who knows how long she had slept) she was awoken by a knock on her door.
That was a nice nap, Phi thought as she stretched. The knock came again. "I'm coming!" Phi called and hopped off of her bed.
She scuttled over to the door and answered it, only to find none other than…
"Frodo?" Phi said, unable to hide the surprise in her voice.
The hobbit murmured something and looked down at the ground. It was impossible to understand a mumble like that.
Phi squinted. "What?"
Frodo looked back up at her. "There is a dance later." He said more clearly. "A dance that will be welcoming back Princess Vixilaesia."
"…And?" Phi still didn't understand what this had to do with him at her door.
Again with the mumbling and looking at his feet.
"Hey foot-gazer. I can't understand what you're trying to say."
"I cannot dance."
Phi blinked with concern. "Are you hurt?"
"No. I just…I just cannot dance. I do not know how. And I know that I will make a fool of myself at the dance."
Phi nodded. "I understand."
Frodo wet his lips and tried to keep eye contact with her. "Umm…I have gathered from Pippin that you are very good at dancing."
"Yes, I guess you could say that."
The hobbit cleared his throat and finally looked her in the eyes. "Would you…" he paused. "Would you be willing to teach me to dance?"
Phi almost laughed out loud. He looked so adorable and helpless, coming to her for dance lessons.
"Of course, Frodo. Come in." she said, smiling broadly.
Frodo gave a hidden sigh of relief. He had debated if he should ask her for help or not for quite some time. Of course, in the end decided that he would.
"What do you need help with?" Phi asked, stretching her legs. Frodo only shrugged, so she suggested. "Well, they'll probably be doing some Elvish Folk Dances here. We should probably work on that."
Frodo nodded. "Makes sense." He said quietly. He was still a little uneasy about using Phi as a dance instructor. But she was a pretty good dancer, says Pippin. If he had been told right, Phi had been a gypsy before they had taken her on.
Phi stepped up to him and put her arms out to her sides, then bent one knee forward in a slight bow. "Now you do the same." She said once she was finished.
Frodo did as he was told, and managed not to fall on his face. Phi nodded and then stepped up even closer to him; she could of kissed him if she wanted to. But she didn't exactly want to in the first place.
The Hobbit gulped and looked down at the ground. Of course, he picked the slowest, closest dance to work on.
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No sooner then the sun had begun to set did the dinner start. Vixilaesia hadn't gotten punished at all; her father was very happy to see her back. Phi and the others had been given some more formal clothes to wear, and Vixilaesia had her own wardrobe now that she was back home.
The Dinner was to be held in the ballroom, and anyone that wished to eat would be allowed into the dining hall. Of course, Pippin and Merry immediately found their way into that room.
Legolas leaned against the wall in his new, less casual tunic. He was very, very bored indeed. Vixilaesia hadn't even shown up for her own party yet. The Elven Prince let out a sigh and his eyes wondered around the room. It was beautifully decorated with fresh flowers and other plants everywhere. The ceiling was made out of glass, and the sky never looked any more beautiful than at sunset.
He heard his name and turned around, seeing none other than Vixilaesia. She looked stunning in a long white dress with sleeves that's tails touched the ground. A golden tiara adorned her head, (similar to Galadriel's) with a long veil that hung from the back of her head down to her waist. Glass beads were put in random places in her hair, and she seemed to have a small glow to her.
Legolas couldn't think of anything to say. Wow.
"It is wonderful to see you too." Vixilaesia couldn't help but say. She had been hanging around Phi too much.
Legolas blushed and looked down at the floor. "I am sorry." He said, chuckling. His eyes traveled back up to the beautiful girl standing before him. "You look…uh," he stammered.
Vixilaesia gave a sly grin. "Has the prince come to a loss for words?" she teased.
"I have never seen you look more beautiful, my lady. I cannot believe that I know this enchanting goddess standing before me. I think I have just fallen madly in love with you. Is that good?" Legolas teased right back, dripping with sarcasm. But he still had that same smile that Vixilaesia had grown to love.
The small orchestra started playing a slower song, and the two Elves looked at each other expectantly.
He took Vixilaesia's hand in his and bowed gracefully. "May I please have the pleasure of this dance?" he asked.
Vixilaesia pretended to ponder. "Okay." She finally said, flashing a smile.
Legolas returned her smile and led her onto the dance floor, where other couples had already begun to dance.
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Yea, boring chapter right there.
I just made that thing up about the ballroom and the dancing. I have no idea what the ballroom in Rivendell looks like, I don't even know if there IS one. And I have no idea what Elvish folk dances are like, either.
1.1.1.2 Chapter Seven
After one more day of walking, Vixilaesia started to recognize the scenery that they were in. "Rivendell!" she whispered, a smile crossing her face.
Soon enough, they reached a large stone wall with a large arch as an entrance to the valley of Rivendell. Vixilaesia took in a deep breath. She could smell the waterfalls and the sweet green grass already.
As soon as the guards let them into the valley, Phi's jaw dropped and practically hit the ground. Four waterfalls (and probably more that she couldn't see at the moment), mountains covered with flourishing trees, green grass, and blue skies that stretched out as far as the eye could see.
"Princess Vixilaesia!" a voice called. A male elf hurried over to the group and bowed quickly before the Elven princess.
Vixilaesia turned to the excited elf. "Hello, Audri." She said, a small smile playing her lips. "As you can see, I have returned."
"Yes, but from where? Your father has been worried sick about you! Leaving without notice and all." He went on and on. Vixilaesia rolled her eyes; she had to go through this almost every day before she had left her home.
"Yes, I know, Audri. But I am back now. And I am not harmed at all." She said after he was done with his lecture. She did not mention the wound she had acquired while in battle.
Pippin opened his mouth to remind her of the dilemma, but Phi stomped on his foot before he could say anything. Merry stifled a laugh and looked at Pippin innocently when he caught his snickering.
Audri sighed. "Yes, I know you are back my lady. But we were all so worried. Your father would have had my head if you hadn't returned. If anything had happened to you…"
Vixilaesia cut him off, and flashed a playful smile. "Honestly, Audri. You worry too much. Now I wish to speak with my father in private, if you would be kind enough to show my friends to their rooms."
Audri sighed with defeat. "Yes my lady." He said softly, bowing. "Your father is up in his quarters. As for your guests, please follow me."
So the two groups went separate ways. One looking forward to finally having comfortable bed to sleep in, and the other hoping not to get her head chopped off.
* * *
1.1.1.2.1 Once Audri had shown them their rooms, Phi plopped down on her bed and fell fast asleep. A while later, (who knows how long she had slept) she was awoken by a knock on her door.
That was a nice nap, Phi thought as she stretched. The knock came again. "I'm coming!" Phi called and hopped off of her bed.
She scuttled over to the door and answered it, only to find none other than…
"Frodo?" Phi said, unable to hide the surprise in her voice.
The hobbit murmured something and looked down at the ground. It was impossible to understand a mumble like that.
Phi squinted. "What?"
Frodo looked back up at her. "There is a dance later." He said more clearly. "A dance that will be welcoming back Princess Vixilaesia."
"…And?" Phi still didn't understand what this had to do with him at her door.
Again with the mumbling and looking at his feet.
"Hey foot-gazer. I can't understand what you're trying to say."
"I cannot dance."
Phi blinked with concern. "Are you hurt?"
"No. I just…I just cannot dance. I do not know how. And I know that I will make a fool of myself at the dance."
Phi nodded. "I understand."
Frodo wet his lips and tried to keep eye contact with her. "Umm…I have gathered from Pippin that you are very good at dancing."
"Yes, I guess you could say that."
The hobbit cleared his throat and finally looked her in the eyes. "Would you…" he paused. "Would you be willing to teach me to dance?"
Phi almost laughed out loud. He looked so adorable and helpless, coming to her for dance lessons.
"Of course, Frodo. Come in." she said, smiling broadly.
Frodo gave a hidden sigh of relief. He had debated if he should ask her for help or not for quite some time. Of course, in the end decided that he would.
"What do you need help with?" Phi asked, stretching her legs. Frodo only shrugged, so she suggested. "Well, they'll probably be doing some Elvish Folk Dances here. We should probably work on that."
Frodo nodded. "Makes sense." He said quietly. He was still a little uneasy about using Phi as a dance instructor. But she was a pretty good dancer, says Pippin. If he had been told right, Phi had been a gypsy before they had taken her on.
Phi stepped up to him and put her arms out to her sides, then bent one knee forward in a slight bow. "Now you do the same." She said once she was finished.
Frodo did as he was told, and managed not to fall on his face. Phi nodded and then stepped up even closer to him; she could of kissed him if she wanted to. But she didn't exactly want to in the first place.
The Hobbit gulped and looked down at the ground. Of course, he picked the slowest, closest dance to work on.
* * *
No sooner then the sun had begun to set did the dinner start. Vixilaesia hadn't gotten punished at all; her father was very happy to see her back. Phi and the others had been given some more formal clothes to wear, and Vixilaesia had her own wardrobe now that she was back home.
The Dinner was to be held in the ballroom, and anyone that wished to eat would be allowed into the dining hall. Of course, Pippin and Merry immediately found their way into that room.
Legolas leaned against the wall in his new, less casual tunic. He was very, very bored indeed. Vixilaesia hadn't even shown up for her own party yet. The Elven Prince let out a sigh and his eyes wondered around the room. It was beautifully decorated with fresh flowers and other plants everywhere. The ceiling was made out of glass, and the sky never looked any more beautiful than at sunset.
He heard his name and turned around, seeing none other than Vixilaesia. She looked stunning in a long white dress with sleeves that's tails touched the ground. A golden tiara adorned her head, (similar to Galadriel's) with a long veil that hung from the back of her head down to her waist. Glass beads were put in random places in her hair, and she seemed to have a small glow to her.
Legolas couldn't think of anything to say. Wow.
"It is wonderful to see you too." Vixilaesia couldn't help but say. She had been hanging around Phi too much.
Legolas blushed and looked down at the floor. "I am sorry." He said, chuckling. His eyes traveled back up to the beautiful girl standing before him. "You look…uh," he stammered.
Vixilaesia gave a sly grin. "Has the prince come to a loss for words?" she teased.
"I have never seen you look more beautiful, my lady. I cannot believe that I know this enchanting goddess standing before me. I think I have just fallen madly in love with you. Is that good?" Legolas teased right back, dripping with sarcasm. But he still had that same smile that Vixilaesia had grown to love.
The small orchestra started playing a slower song, and the two Elves looked at each other expectantly.
He took Vixilaesia's hand in his and bowed gracefully. "May I please have the pleasure of this dance?" he asked.
Vixilaesia pretended to ponder. "Okay." She finally said, flashing a smile.
Legolas returned her smile and led her onto the dance floor, where other couples had already begun to dance.
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Yea, boring chapter right there.
I just made that thing up about the ballroom and the dancing. I have no idea what the ballroom in Rivendell looks like, I don't even know if there IS one. And I have no idea what Elvish folk dances are like, either.