Yeesh, a lot of stuff happens fast in this chapter. Oh well. =P
Chapter 3
"Sarelien? What's going on?" Calenréiel's friend, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed Elf, was rushing down the corridors.
She stopped immediately though, when the other Elf spoke. "Haven't you heard? They're leaving. The Fellowship are starting on their journey!" Sarelien ran off.
"What??" Calenréiel ran off after her. ~This is my last chance to see Legolas…~ On the way, she ran past a familiar male Elf. Quelletil was just about to ask her what was the rush. When she grabbed his arm and pulled him after her.
"Calenréiel!?"
"The Fellowship are leaving!"
"Ah…"
She leaned over the railing, stray strands of dark hair swirling around her face. Her violet eyes shone slightly.
He stood beside her, emerald eyes gazing at her in worry, hand holding hers.
As the group, the Fellowship, moved steadily away from Rivendell, Calenréiel drew away from the stone railing. "That's it."
"What's it?" Quelletil blinked, confused.
"We're going. Come on." She yanked on his hand and pulled him down the corridor.
"We're going? Where are we going?"
"Out."
"Out?"
"Yes, out. Pack up your traveling stuff." They stopped midway between their rooms. "Meet me back here when you're ready."
Quelletil shrugged and did as she said. If he had learned one thing over 372 years of knowing her, it had been this: When Calenréiel Aiyami had that look in her eye, it was a very bad idea to cross her.
In her room, Calenréiel was busy. She replaced her lavender gown and slippers with a tan traveling outfit, like that the male Elves wore. She packed in her bag a come clothes, food, and other necessities. She swung a quiver of arrows and her bow over her head, and buckled on a belt that held her blade. Pulling on boots, she went out to meet Quelletil.
"So… where are we going?"
"Out."
"You already told me that. Out WHERE?"
"Out into the wild."
"Are you sure that's a good idea…" Quelletil shut his mouth when the Elf maiden shot him a glare. They reached the exit of Rivendell, and Quelletil stopped. When Calenréiel turned to him, he spoke immediately.
"I'm not taking one more step until you tell me where we're going."
"… all right," she sighed. "We're going to Mordor. We're following the Fellowship."
"Excuse me!?"
"SHH! Now quit dawdling and come on!"
"Okay, okay…" They both shot one last look at their home and continued on.
Their trek led them first through a forest. Silently but quickly, they tread through the lush greenery until Calenréiel's pointed ears twitched. "I heard them…" She walked on a little faster.
In a moment, Quelletil nodded. "I hear them too. We're catching up."
For the first time in a while, Calenréiel smiled. The two dashed of lightly, and after a moment the stopped. They stood on slanted ground, that lead down a good 10 feet or so, to where they could see a familiar group.
There he was. Calenréiel could see Legolas. She smiled, her eyes glittering… and lost her footing. Quelletil reached out and grabbed her arm, but that didn't work. She pulled him down with her and soon they were tumbling down the slope until they landed in a heap in front of the Fellowship.
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Chapter 3
"Sarelien? What's going on?" Calenréiel's friend, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed Elf, was rushing down the corridors.
She stopped immediately though, when the other Elf spoke. "Haven't you heard? They're leaving. The Fellowship are starting on their journey!" Sarelien ran off.
"What??" Calenréiel ran off after her. ~This is my last chance to see Legolas…~ On the way, she ran past a familiar male Elf. Quelletil was just about to ask her what was the rush. When she grabbed his arm and pulled him after her.
"Calenréiel!?"
"The Fellowship are leaving!"
"Ah…"
She leaned over the railing, stray strands of dark hair swirling around her face. Her violet eyes shone slightly.
He stood beside her, emerald eyes gazing at her in worry, hand holding hers.
As the group, the Fellowship, moved steadily away from Rivendell, Calenréiel drew away from the stone railing. "That's it."
"What's it?" Quelletil blinked, confused.
"We're going. Come on." She yanked on his hand and pulled him down the corridor.
"We're going? Where are we going?"
"Out."
"Out?"
"Yes, out. Pack up your traveling stuff." They stopped midway between their rooms. "Meet me back here when you're ready."
Quelletil shrugged and did as she said. If he had learned one thing over 372 years of knowing her, it had been this: When Calenréiel Aiyami had that look in her eye, it was a very bad idea to cross her.
In her room, Calenréiel was busy. She replaced her lavender gown and slippers with a tan traveling outfit, like that the male Elves wore. She packed in her bag a come clothes, food, and other necessities. She swung a quiver of arrows and her bow over her head, and buckled on a belt that held her blade. Pulling on boots, she went out to meet Quelletil.
"So… where are we going?"
"Out."
"You already told me that. Out WHERE?"
"Out into the wild."
"Are you sure that's a good idea…" Quelletil shut his mouth when the Elf maiden shot him a glare. They reached the exit of Rivendell, and Quelletil stopped. When Calenréiel turned to him, he spoke immediately.
"I'm not taking one more step until you tell me where we're going."
"… all right," she sighed. "We're going to Mordor. We're following the Fellowship."
"Excuse me!?"
"SHH! Now quit dawdling and come on!"
"Okay, okay…" They both shot one last look at their home and continued on.
Their trek led them first through a forest. Silently but quickly, they tread through the lush greenery until Calenréiel's pointed ears twitched. "I heard them…" She walked on a little faster.
In a moment, Quelletil nodded. "I hear them too. We're catching up."
For the first time in a while, Calenréiel smiled. The two dashed of lightly, and after a moment the stopped. They stood on slanted ground, that lead down a good 10 feet or so, to where they could see a familiar group.
There he was. Calenréiel could see Legolas. She smiled, her eyes glittering… and lost her footing. Quelletil reached out and grabbed her arm, but that didn't work. She pulled him down with her and soon they were tumbling down the slope until they landed in a heap in front of the Fellowship.
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