Disclaimer: The only I own is the stones, Ianna, Jaren, Mussassi, and
Kriss.
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(400 years later)
"Legolas get back here, it's time for your bath." Yelled Jaren.
He chased the young prince all the way down the hall where he finally caught the child.
"Legolas, why must you be so difficult? It's just a bath."
"Don' wan a baff. Pweese 'ren. Pweese can we play outside?" asked the child.
He looked so pitiful, that the older prince felt sorry for him. But not enough to excuse him from the bath.
"Sorry squirt. You got to be clean for the ceremony. It's your 400'th birthday after all." (400 years old is equivalent to around 4 years old, from elvish to human.)
The toddler squirmed, and pouted. After all, he didn't think being 400 years old was a reason to celebrate.
Finally Legolas was presentable, and the princes made their way down to the dining room. The dining room was very large and filled up completely, with decorations, and people. There was room on the sides of the walls, where the tables could be stowed, so that the elves could dance and sing.
When all was said and done, the king took his family into a smaller room, and they began preparing Legolas, for his night in the treasure room. It was tradition, that when a royal child turned 400, they were to spend the night in the treasure room, and choose a jewel that fit them best.
Jaren had found a bag of jewels that seemed to call to him. They were of all different varieties. Ianna had a healing stone of amber; her twin Mussassi had a fire stone of ruby, and Kriss had a growing stone, of emerald. The king had no stone, for the power over these special jewels had been inherited from their mother's side.
Legolas had no clue as to what was going on. They placed him inside the chamber with a few blankets and left him for the night.
Jaren winced as he heard the youngest member of the royal family cry out in misery. He would have turned back, except that his father walked behind him and would tolerate no weaknesses. Instead, Jaren kept a watch near the door, so that if anything went wrong, he would be nearby to help.
Jaren thought back to his own trial. He had looked around the room, and once he found the bag, called out for his parents. Shadows had seemingly jumped from the walls and attacked him trying to reach the bag. His mother had rushed in, and shown her stone of light at the shadows. They had retreated back and were seen no more. Nothing had happened with the other children, so there was no reason to believe anything would happen to Legolas.
(in the room)
Legolas pitifully called out for his family to help him.
"Ada, 'ren, 'na, 'sassi, 'ris? Anyone? Please let me out. I'm scared. It's dark in here. I promise I will always take my bath again without a fuss, if you'll only let me out. Please; I'll never be bad again, just let me out." He wailed.
He didn't know that Jaren was hearing everything he said, and feeling troubled by it.
Soon he tired of yelling out to shadows, and he decided to have a look around the room. He remembered ada telling him that he was supposed to chose a stone that called to him so he found a little table, where all sorts of stones had been placed out. None of them interested him in the slightest though, so he kept on moving. At the edge of the table, there was a bag; similar to what Jaren wore. He reached up and took the jewels, and went back to the door.
"Ada? 'ren? I'm done I got my stones. Can I come out now?" the little prince asked.
Jaren sighed in relief and sent a servant to fetch the king, telling him that Legolas had chosen, and Jaren was letting him out.
Jaren opened the door just in time to see the shadows start to rise up and attack the young prince. Legolas screamed, and Jaren rushed to his aid.
"Don't worry squirt. I'm here." He yelled.
All Legolas could do was scream as the shadows converged on him.
Jaren stopped confused. Unlike what had happened with him, the shadows seemed to be after Legolas, and not his stones.
He reached into his bag and pulled out his light diamond, just in time to stop the shadows that had begun heading towards him. He shined it at Legolas, and the shadows surrounding him hissed and leapt away from the light. Legolas ran over to him, the bag of stones still in his hands. His face was torn and bloody from the shadows. Jaren scooped him up and ran out into the corridor. There he set Legolas down, and pushed the door shut.
The shadows inside hissed and attacked the door, but they were trapped inside.
Just then the rest of the royal family reached the princes. Ianna noticed Legolas' face and began healing him. Once she was done she turned to Jaren and healed his arm where a shadow had bitten it in an attempt to get him to drop the stone.
Legolas ran to Thranduil and cried into the king's chest. Thranduil tried to console the frightened toddler, but to no avail. Looking at Jaren he sighed. He would get the whole story latter. For now though, they all needed some sleep.
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Well what do you think?
Should I continue? If I don't get at least 10 reviews, I won't continue! Even flames are appreciated, if they tell me what I could fix.
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(400 years later)
"Legolas get back here, it's time for your bath." Yelled Jaren.
He chased the young prince all the way down the hall where he finally caught the child.
"Legolas, why must you be so difficult? It's just a bath."
"Don' wan a baff. Pweese 'ren. Pweese can we play outside?" asked the child.
He looked so pitiful, that the older prince felt sorry for him. But not enough to excuse him from the bath.
"Sorry squirt. You got to be clean for the ceremony. It's your 400'th birthday after all." (400 years old is equivalent to around 4 years old, from elvish to human.)
The toddler squirmed, and pouted. After all, he didn't think being 400 years old was a reason to celebrate.
Finally Legolas was presentable, and the princes made their way down to the dining room. The dining room was very large and filled up completely, with decorations, and people. There was room on the sides of the walls, where the tables could be stowed, so that the elves could dance and sing.
When all was said and done, the king took his family into a smaller room, and they began preparing Legolas, for his night in the treasure room. It was tradition, that when a royal child turned 400, they were to spend the night in the treasure room, and choose a jewel that fit them best.
Jaren had found a bag of jewels that seemed to call to him. They were of all different varieties. Ianna had a healing stone of amber; her twin Mussassi had a fire stone of ruby, and Kriss had a growing stone, of emerald. The king had no stone, for the power over these special jewels had been inherited from their mother's side.
Legolas had no clue as to what was going on. They placed him inside the chamber with a few blankets and left him for the night.
Jaren winced as he heard the youngest member of the royal family cry out in misery. He would have turned back, except that his father walked behind him and would tolerate no weaknesses. Instead, Jaren kept a watch near the door, so that if anything went wrong, he would be nearby to help.
Jaren thought back to his own trial. He had looked around the room, and once he found the bag, called out for his parents. Shadows had seemingly jumped from the walls and attacked him trying to reach the bag. His mother had rushed in, and shown her stone of light at the shadows. They had retreated back and were seen no more. Nothing had happened with the other children, so there was no reason to believe anything would happen to Legolas.
(in the room)
Legolas pitifully called out for his family to help him.
"Ada, 'ren, 'na, 'sassi, 'ris? Anyone? Please let me out. I'm scared. It's dark in here. I promise I will always take my bath again without a fuss, if you'll only let me out. Please; I'll never be bad again, just let me out." He wailed.
He didn't know that Jaren was hearing everything he said, and feeling troubled by it.
Soon he tired of yelling out to shadows, and he decided to have a look around the room. He remembered ada telling him that he was supposed to chose a stone that called to him so he found a little table, where all sorts of stones had been placed out. None of them interested him in the slightest though, so he kept on moving. At the edge of the table, there was a bag; similar to what Jaren wore. He reached up and took the jewels, and went back to the door.
"Ada? 'ren? I'm done I got my stones. Can I come out now?" the little prince asked.
Jaren sighed in relief and sent a servant to fetch the king, telling him that Legolas had chosen, and Jaren was letting him out.
Jaren opened the door just in time to see the shadows start to rise up and attack the young prince. Legolas screamed, and Jaren rushed to his aid.
"Don't worry squirt. I'm here." He yelled.
All Legolas could do was scream as the shadows converged on him.
Jaren stopped confused. Unlike what had happened with him, the shadows seemed to be after Legolas, and not his stones.
He reached into his bag and pulled out his light diamond, just in time to stop the shadows that had begun heading towards him. He shined it at Legolas, and the shadows surrounding him hissed and leapt away from the light. Legolas ran over to him, the bag of stones still in his hands. His face was torn and bloody from the shadows. Jaren scooped him up and ran out into the corridor. There he set Legolas down, and pushed the door shut.
The shadows inside hissed and attacked the door, but they were trapped inside.
Just then the rest of the royal family reached the princes. Ianna noticed Legolas' face and began healing him. Once she was done she turned to Jaren and healed his arm where a shadow had bitten it in an attempt to get him to drop the stone.
Legolas ran to Thranduil and cried into the king's chest. Thranduil tried to console the frightened toddler, but to no avail. Looking at Jaren he sighed. He would get the whole story latter. For now though, they all needed some sleep.
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Well what do you think?
Should I continue? If I don't get at least 10 reviews, I won't continue! Even flames are appreciated, if they tell me what I could fix.
Remember we authors feed on reviews!!!
EF