I run away.
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'No, your grip is wrong. Here like this.' Reaching out, Legolas grasped Lorelia's hand and moved her right hand up. 'Hold the arrow with your two fingers. That's it, now pull back the string and aim.'
'How far back do I pull the string? Will it break?' asked Lorelia grasping her arrow and stretching the string back past her cheek.
'How far back you pull depends on how far away your target is. There, that is far enough.' Lorelia drew back her string and released her grip. Her arrow flew past and barely missed the side of the bullseye.
'Wow! That is excellent lady! I never knew anyone to get so close on his or her first shot. I can already tell that you are extremely talented with the bow and arrow. Just wait until you get your own bow, you could rival me!'
'I don't think anyone could get as good as you Your Highness.' Said Lorelia blushing.
'Here, try again.' Handing her another arrow he stepped back to watch. Fitting her arrow, she drew the string again and aimed. 'Up a bit more. That's it.
*I can't believe I'm doing this* she thought to herself, letting it go.
Her arrow whizzed by again, closer than the last time. She tried another two times, and on her second time... 'Oh my goodness!' she yelled flinging her arms around the Prince. 'I can't believe it! I can't believe I hit it.' She pulled away, eyes shining. 'Thanks to you of course.'
'You would have been able to do it yourself.' Said the Prince turning red. 'Everyone gets it with time.'
'But thanks to the best teacher, I learnt on my fourth go.' She said bouncing around happily.
'No need for thanks. You would have leant it one way or another.' Watching as she drew another arrow and let it go. It landed near her other one, but closer to the center. *I have never in my life met anyone as different as her. Especially, facing the fact that she is female. She learnt archery faster than any of my father's soldiers!*
For a while, the two stood. Lorelia shooting her arrows, Legolas watching.
*Wow!* Lorelia thought to herself. *How, in the name of the Valar, did I manage to do that? I've hardly ever even looked at a bow and arrow in my life, and now, somehow, I managed to get the target on only my fourth shot. Unbelievable.*
After a while, more soldiers began filtering in, taking up their own bullseye and arrows. 'I think it is getting too crowded in here for my liking.' Said Lorelia, who had always hated small places. Plus, she hated the fact that she was afraid of them.
'Yes, it is pretty squashed in here.' Jumping the fence, he retrieved the bundle of arrows that Lorelia had shot into the target. She had not hit the center yet, but was only off by a few millimeters. Walking back to where she still stood, bow in hand, he continued, 'If you wish, I would like to take you on a tour of the palace grounds.'
'That would be nice, but I must change first. I am already dirty, although, I do not know how.' Handing him back his bow, she followed him to the loft and waited for him to return his bow to its place on the wall. They walked out of the archery ranches and back past the fencing courts where it was also becoming crowded with soldiers. Legolas escorted Lorelia back to her room and quickly retreated to his own rooms to change.
Looking around, Lorelia saw that her mother had gone out. *Probably with Galadriel.* she thought crossing the white carpet and opening her room door. Looking up she saw Delainor sitting on the window bench stitching a silken, emerald green bundle. Hearing Lorelia she gasped and stuffed the silk behind her.
'Miss. What are you doing here?'
'Well, I live here now, if you must know.' Lorelia joked as she walked over to wash her face. Finished doing that she crossed to her closet and opened its broad doors. 'Actually, I just came back from archery, and Legolas is taking me on a tour of the palace grounds.
Delainor, holding the green silk behind her back stood and said, 'If you'll excuse me miss, I'll be but a second.' Without waiting for an answer, she dashed out the door and Lorelia could hear her scrambling around outside opening and closing doors and rustling with material. A moment later, she stepped back into Lorelia's room looking flustered.
'What was that about?' she questioned turning back to her closet and shuffling around her clothes again.
'Oh, nothing.' She said, sounding like she had been caught cheating. Lorelia shrugged and thought no more of it.
'What is one supposed to wear on an occasion like this? I know it's nothing special, but still.'
Coming to stand next to the young lady, Delainor said, 'From what I have learnt from my last Mistress, you would usually wear something like this.' She advised, pulling out a skirt and a V-neck, quarter sleeve top. Both lilac in colour. Putting the set up to Lorelia, she checked to make sure it still fitted and gave it Lorelia to change into.
'I don't know what I would do without you.' Said Lorelia, making the girl blush.
'Thankyou Miss, but I do not think I am worthy of such compliments. Any other servant would have helped you the same.'
'All the same. You were my first friend here.'
'Maybe so. But you will soon meet many people. You are a very likeable person.'
'Tuh. You haven't seen my temper yet.'
'I might not have, but from what I have seen, I like you a lot. Now, come sit down.' Obediently, Lorelia sat on her bed and let Delainor play with her hair once more. Letting Lorelia's hair out of its braids, she brushed it and left it to drape down her back. 'There you are miss, all ready.' She announced, opening the door for her. Just as Lorelia walked out of her room, there was a knock on the door.
'That must be his highness now.' Said Delainor, moving to open the door for him. Lorelia poured herself a glass of water from the jug that always sat on the small coffee table in the main room. 'Prince Legolas.' Delainor curtsied and turned to Lorelia. 'Miss, your escort is here.' Grinning, she walked over to Lorelia and pulled her away from her cup. *That's strange. Why am I so shy all of a sudden?* Following Delainor to the door and smiled as Legolas offered his arm. Taking it, she walked with him down the corridor. 'Bye Delainor. See you later.' Called Lorelia over her shoulder.
******
'Phew, that was close.' Said Delainor to herself, closing the door behind Lorelia's and the Prince's retreating backs. Turning back to the room, she retrieved the green silk that she had hastily hid in Roridel's room. Spreading it out on the floor, she made sure that it was all correctly pinned and began to cut the line carefully with her scissors.
This, silk was to be made into a beautiful ball gown for Lorelia on her birthday, which was only a month away. Roridel had ordered the material straight from Lorien and asked Delainor to make it.
Strangely, Delainor was an excellent sewer. She was, if possible more gifted than some of the realms finest seamstresses and weavers. Delainor had no clue as to how Roridel had found out she could sew, but she gladly took the job. Roridel, saying she would pay double her months pay. Obviously, Delainor had refused, but Roridel wanted to make sure that her gift was the best it could be for her daughters 1500th birthday.
Once the girl had cut out the outline of the dress, she pulled out the pins and began to pin the hem, using one of Lorelia's other dresses to check the measurement...
******
Legolas and Lorelia had been walking for quite some time now. Every now and then the Prince would point out a landmark or places where people met sometimes. Lorelia had to admit she liked Legolas's company. He was funny and smart and had the keen sense of a hawk. He had saved her from a falling tree branch, whipping her out of the way just in time. Afterwards the tree had apologized profusely, though the two elves insisted it was alright.
When the two had circled the whole place and gone through all the gardens, which Lorelia had felt like staying in forever, Legolas said, 'I think you have seen everything, but there remains one place that I still want to show you.' Lorelia regarded Legolas strangely, but still followed him.
After a bit of walking through a light forest, they emerged on the bank of a small river. Its water was crystal clear. On the right, there was a small waterfall, splashing down into a pool and winding down a hill to end where Lorelia couldn't see. She thought it didn't look that deep, and told the Prince so.
'I do not know how far down it reaches, I have never swam in it.'
'What do you do when you come here?' The day had turned quite hot and the sun high above them suggested it was nearly midday.
'Normally I just come here to think and get away from the hassle of palace life and all my duties as Prince of Mirkwood.' There was something in the way he said it that made Lorelia think he didn't like that phrase. 'Honestly, I don't really know why I showed you this place, I like coming here by myself. No one else knows about it.'
'How did you come to find it?' she asked plonking herself down on the grass.
'I am not quite sure, now. It was a long time ago. I think I was just going for a walk to get away from my father and my duties when I just suddenly heard the faint sound of rushing water. So I followed that noise, and it led me here. I was only about nine hundred years old then.'
'Are you telling me that all these years you have never swam in these waters?'
'I guess the thought never really crossed my mind. I was always thinking about something else.'
'Well, why don't we test the water now? It looks very inviting.' She said standing up with a mischievous grin.
'What do you mean?' said Legolas realizing too late what she was about to do. *SPLASH!*
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'No, your grip is wrong. Here like this.' Reaching out, Legolas grasped Lorelia's hand and moved her right hand up. 'Hold the arrow with your two fingers. That's it, now pull back the string and aim.'
'How far back do I pull the string? Will it break?' asked Lorelia grasping her arrow and stretching the string back past her cheek.
'How far back you pull depends on how far away your target is. There, that is far enough.' Lorelia drew back her string and released her grip. Her arrow flew past and barely missed the side of the bullseye.
'Wow! That is excellent lady! I never knew anyone to get so close on his or her first shot. I can already tell that you are extremely talented with the bow and arrow. Just wait until you get your own bow, you could rival me!'
'I don't think anyone could get as good as you Your Highness.' Said Lorelia blushing.
'Here, try again.' Handing her another arrow he stepped back to watch. Fitting her arrow, she drew the string again and aimed. 'Up a bit more. That's it.
*I can't believe I'm doing this* she thought to herself, letting it go.
Her arrow whizzed by again, closer than the last time. She tried another two times, and on her second time... 'Oh my goodness!' she yelled flinging her arms around the Prince. 'I can't believe it! I can't believe I hit it.' She pulled away, eyes shining. 'Thanks to you of course.'
'You would have been able to do it yourself.' Said the Prince turning red. 'Everyone gets it with time.'
'But thanks to the best teacher, I learnt on my fourth go.' She said bouncing around happily.
'No need for thanks. You would have leant it one way or another.' Watching as she drew another arrow and let it go. It landed near her other one, but closer to the center. *I have never in my life met anyone as different as her. Especially, facing the fact that she is female. She learnt archery faster than any of my father's soldiers!*
For a while, the two stood. Lorelia shooting her arrows, Legolas watching.
*Wow!* Lorelia thought to herself. *How, in the name of the Valar, did I manage to do that? I've hardly ever even looked at a bow and arrow in my life, and now, somehow, I managed to get the target on only my fourth shot. Unbelievable.*
After a while, more soldiers began filtering in, taking up their own bullseye and arrows. 'I think it is getting too crowded in here for my liking.' Said Lorelia, who had always hated small places. Plus, she hated the fact that she was afraid of them.
'Yes, it is pretty squashed in here.' Jumping the fence, he retrieved the bundle of arrows that Lorelia had shot into the target. She had not hit the center yet, but was only off by a few millimeters. Walking back to where she still stood, bow in hand, he continued, 'If you wish, I would like to take you on a tour of the palace grounds.'
'That would be nice, but I must change first. I am already dirty, although, I do not know how.' Handing him back his bow, she followed him to the loft and waited for him to return his bow to its place on the wall. They walked out of the archery ranches and back past the fencing courts where it was also becoming crowded with soldiers. Legolas escorted Lorelia back to her room and quickly retreated to his own rooms to change.
Looking around, Lorelia saw that her mother had gone out. *Probably with Galadriel.* she thought crossing the white carpet and opening her room door. Looking up she saw Delainor sitting on the window bench stitching a silken, emerald green bundle. Hearing Lorelia she gasped and stuffed the silk behind her.
'Miss. What are you doing here?'
'Well, I live here now, if you must know.' Lorelia joked as she walked over to wash her face. Finished doing that she crossed to her closet and opened its broad doors. 'Actually, I just came back from archery, and Legolas is taking me on a tour of the palace grounds.
Delainor, holding the green silk behind her back stood and said, 'If you'll excuse me miss, I'll be but a second.' Without waiting for an answer, she dashed out the door and Lorelia could hear her scrambling around outside opening and closing doors and rustling with material. A moment later, she stepped back into Lorelia's room looking flustered.
'What was that about?' she questioned turning back to her closet and shuffling around her clothes again.
'Oh, nothing.' She said, sounding like she had been caught cheating. Lorelia shrugged and thought no more of it.
'What is one supposed to wear on an occasion like this? I know it's nothing special, but still.'
Coming to stand next to the young lady, Delainor said, 'From what I have learnt from my last Mistress, you would usually wear something like this.' She advised, pulling out a skirt and a V-neck, quarter sleeve top. Both lilac in colour. Putting the set up to Lorelia, she checked to make sure it still fitted and gave it Lorelia to change into.
'I don't know what I would do without you.' Said Lorelia, making the girl blush.
'Thankyou Miss, but I do not think I am worthy of such compliments. Any other servant would have helped you the same.'
'All the same. You were my first friend here.'
'Maybe so. But you will soon meet many people. You are a very likeable person.'
'Tuh. You haven't seen my temper yet.'
'I might not have, but from what I have seen, I like you a lot. Now, come sit down.' Obediently, Lorelia sat on her bed and let Delainor play with her hair once more. Letting Lorelia's hair out of its braids, she brushed it and left it to drape down her back. 'There you are miss, all ready.' She announced, opening the door for her. Just as Lorelia walked out of her room, there was a knock on the door.
'That must be his highness now.' Said Delainor, moving to open the door for him. Lorelia poured herself a glass of water from the jug that always sat on the small coffee table in the main room. 'Prince Legolas.' Delainor curtsied and turned to Lorelia. 'Miss, your escort is here.' Grinning, she walked over to Lorelia and pulled her away from her cup. *That's strange. Why am I so shy all of a sudden?* Following Delainor to the door and smiled as Legolas offered his arm. Taking it, she walked with him down the corridor. 'Bye Delainor. See you later.' Called Lorelia over her shoulder.
******
'Phew, that was close.' Said Delainor to herself, closing the door behind Lorelia's and the Prince's retreating backs. Turning back to the room, she retrieved the green silk that she had hastily hid in Roridel's room. Spreading it out on the floor, she made sure that it was all correctly pinned and began to cut the line carefully with her scissors.
This, silk was to be made into a beautiful ball gown for Lorelia on her birthday, which was only a month away. Roridel had ordered the material straight from Lorien and asked Delainor to make it.
Strangely, Delainor was an excellent sewer. She was, if possible more gifted than some of the realms finest seamstresses and weavers. Delainor had no clue as to how Roridel had found out she could sew, but she gladly took the job. Roridel, saying she would pay double her months pay. Obviously, Delainor had refused, but Roridel wanted to make sure that her gift was the best it could be for her daughters 1500th birthday.
Once the girl had cut out the outline of the dress, she pulled out the pins and began to pin the hem, using one of Lorelia's other dresses to check the measurement...
******
Legolas and Lorelia had been walking for quite some time now. Every now and then the Prince would point out a landmark or places where people met sometimes. Lorelia had to admit she liked Legolas's company. He was funny and smart and had the keen sense of a hawk. He had saved her from a falling tree branch, whipping her out of the way just in time. Afterwards the tree had apologized profusely, though the two elves insisted it was alright.
When the two had circled the whole place and gone through all the gardens, which Lorelia had felt like staying in forever, Legolas said, 'I think you have seen everything, but there remains one place that I still want to show you.' Lorelia regarded Legolas strangely, but still followed him.
After a bit of walking through a light forest, they emerged on the bank of a small river. Its water was crystal clear. On the right, there was a small waterfall, splashing down into a pool and winding down a hill to end where Lorelia couldn't see. She thought it didn't look that deep, and told the Prince so.
'I do not know how far down it reaches, I have never swam in it.'
'What do you do when you come here?' The day had turned quite hot and the sun high above them suggested it was nearly midday.
'Normally I just come here to think and get away from the hassle of palace life and all my duties as Prince of Mirkwood.' There was something in the way he said it that made Lorelia think he didn't like that phrase. 'Honestly, I don't really know why I showed you this place, I like coming here by myself. No one else knows about it.'
'How did you come to find it?' she asked plonking herself down on the grass.
'I am not quite sure, now. It was a long time ago. I think I was just going for a walk to get away from my father and my duties when I just suddenly heard the faint sound of rushing water. So I followed that noise, and it led me here. I was only about nine hundred years old then.'
'Are you telling me that all these years you have never swam in these waters?'
'I guess the thought never really crossed my mind. I was always thinking about something else.'
'Well, why don't we test the water now? It looks very inviting.' She said standing up with a mischievous grin.
'What do you mean?' said Legolas realizing too late what she was about to do. *SPLASH!*
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