These chapters have been really short lately. I hadn't realized that and I apologize.
As usual I do not own LOTR. I do not see that happening in the near future, unfortunately.
Enjoy!
Chapter Ten
The next morning as the family was mounting their horses Melima was paying her brothers back. She was using the dagger she kept with her at all times and cutting a piece out of all of her brother's bags.
The trunks, being very light and small, had been placed on one horse. Melima always rode in the back and laughed hard the first day as she watched her brother's belongings falling out of their bags.
When they finally got back to Eryn Lasgalen and everyone was unpacking Melima heard four distinct yells of outrage. Melima smiled to herself and locked her door. Minutes later, just as she was expected, there was banging on her door and four very angry princes yelling at her.
Strangely though they left. Just when she thought she was safe she heard someone else knocking calmly. "Melima let me in." It was her father. She couldn't not let him in. She slowly walked to the door and opened it a crack.
"Yes Ada?" She smiled softly and used her special voice.
"I'm going to kill her!" Rissien shoved past Thranduil and into Melima's room.
"Ada!" Melima cried.
"Where are all our things?" Rissien asked.
"You'll find them if you retrace our journey home." Melima laughed. She caught her father smiling as well.
"It is not funny!" Adanion exclaimed.
"I find it very funny." Melima said. "You four should be nicer. Maybe you would still have your belongings."
"You're sister has a point. You did get what was coming to you." Thranduil grinned at his vivacious daughter.
Over the next few days her brothers became friendlier towards her. They were still a bit bitter about their missing belongings but decided not to show it, should she dispose of some more.
Everything had gone back to normal since Legolas had come home. Her mother doted on her four sons while nagging at Melima to act more like a lady, especially when Calanon and Melima were "battling" outside of the palace with their twin blades.
"Would you stop it Melima!" Her mother walked outside to stop their little fight. "People are watching."
"They are impressed, Naneth." Melima said stowing the blades in the sheaths on her back.
"Well I am not."
"Are you ever?" Melima whispered, but her mother, being of elf kind, heard her.
"Not with you." Nostariel said sharply.
"Naneth…" Calanon said, but their mother had turned and walked away.
There is chapter ten. I hope you enjoyed it.