Chapter 2
*~~**~~~~ Disclaimer: Yeah why do we have these anyways? Yeah everything belongs to Tolkien that is recognizable to your eyes.
**~~~~ Hey! Um. If you have a problem with the Sindarin I use or anything else, email me. I know Silfael is not an elvish name but it's not about her. It's about Legolas and Silmarien! And not everything is 100% Tolkien biblical ok? If it were, then I might as well type Lord of the rings on here. Have imagination! ~~
Silmarien was singing to herself in her room. There was a knock.
"Are you ready to join in the festivities?" Legolas called opening the door. " Legolas! I told you I was not attending! Why are you so persistent?" she brushed her hair.
" I told you I was going to find you someone. Let's go!" he grabbed her hand and let her out of her room.
"Legolas! You have given me enough trouble today! Go on and dance with your many maidens!" she grumbled. Everyone was dancing to soft music. Legolas laughed as he started to dance with a maiden. Silmarien spotted Haldir's brother Orophin staring at her. He came towards her.
"Dance with me" he asked. Silmarien regretfully obliged. Orophin had loved her for a long time. She didn't love him though. She didn't want to upset him. She hated to break his heart. She had tried for a while. But the truth was, she didn't love anyone.
They danced to the music softly. He pulled her closer. She tried to make polite conversation. He just kept looking at her. She gulped and looked over to Legolas for help. Legolas finally looked over to her. He saw her distress and came over.
"May I cut in?" Legolas asked. Silmarien looked relieved. But her relief quickly faded. Orophin just laughed.
"Not tonight Legolas! She's mine" he smiled at her. She nearly fainted. She didn't want to be there. She watched as Legolas shrugged apologetically. Orophin just whisked her away. He led her to another part of the hall.
"Silmarien. Guren Vell. Thir vain chin darn thulen." [My sweetheart, your beauty took my breath away.]
"Orophin. I told you not to talk of me like that!" she sighed. "Please marry me Silmarien. I will make you very happy. You'll have all the luxury you'll ever want. I'm suffering of a broken heart" She looked up at him. He was very sad. There is nothing more heart wrenching than a broken-hearted elf.
"I- I. I can't!" she turned and fled. She fled very fast. Legolas noticed and started to follow her. Orophin started to as well. Legolas pulled him aside.
"Just leave her be, I'll handle it" Legolas took him by the shoulders. Then he ran off to find her.
Silmarien was running to nowhere in particular. It wasn't fair! She finally found herself somewhere in the forest. She leaned against a tree. She felt hopeless. She sensed someone behind her. She didn't turn around.
"Come here" a voice whispered. She felt herself turned around and in someone's arms. She recognized Legolas' voice and smell. She gently lay in his arms for a minute. He pulled her face up to his. His soft, blue eyes searched through her green ones. Her heart skipped a beat as he lightly kissed her lips. It was a friendship kiss, gentle and sweet. He pulled her in his arms. She felt safe in his arms. She didn't have to marry anyone. She just wanted to stay in Legolas' arms.
" I know how you feel" he embraced her. " I don't want to hurt him Legolas! What am I to do?" She pulled away and started to walk. "Well. both of us don't wish to marry anyone. Just tell him you don't love him." They walked back. Many elves were still dancing.
"Dance with me" he pulled her close. She tried to think of what she was going to say. But she couldn't. It was as if Legolas drew her into a peaceful trance. She felt a strong force from Legolas again. She was starting to feel it every time she was around him. She just sighed and reveled in his gentle presence. She began to think of times when she and Legolas would laugh and go hunting together. He taught her how to fight with his weapons. She would cook and him and the other soldiers would taste all the tasty desserts. She would smack their hands and shoo them away.
Or the times when she and Legolas would make up battle scenes and would wrestle in the leaves. They would sword fight for hours. In the summer, they would bathe in the falls. She never acted much like a lady.
She looked at him and saw that he was stroking her hair gently. She rested her head against his chest. He smelled like the forest. The song ended and the musical elves smiled at them. They were the only two that were dancing. Everyone else had gone to his or her chambers.
"It is late. I should be sleeping. But I am not tired." She left the comfort of his arms and stretched.
" I should be as well. I found out Aragorn and I am summoned to a meeting tomorrow. I couldn't sleep now either. Come to my room! I will show you my new sword!" he said proudly.
"Alright, I have nothing to do anyway."
They walked to his room. She admired the splendor of Rivendell architecture. So intricate and beautiful. He opened his door, and she flopped on his bed. He took off his cloak and went to a table to get the sword. Silmarien stared in awe as he pulled it out. It shimmered. She went to touch it, but Legolas quickly swiped it out of her reach.
"Hey! I wish to see it!" Silmarien pouted. "This is for the great journey that lies ahead. I wouldn't want you to spoil it! It was a gift from Aragorn." Legolas beamed.
"Well what good is it? You use the bow! And even when you run out of arrows, you always seem to find more." She fell back onto his bed again. It smelled of him, even though this was a guestroom for the Mirkwood elf. He had only slept in it once before. She had never been to Mirkwood.
Legolas starting ranting and raving about this one battle he had with Gimli the dwarf long ago. She felt sleep start to overcome her. She had fallen asleep on Legolas' bed many, many times. He smiled as he noticed the sleepy elf sprawled out on his bed. They always had fought over blankets and such. But those days were long gone. It had been hundreds of winters since she last saw him.
He peered in her open, unmoving eyes. But he knew she was not asleep. She played that trick on him many times before. He pretended to yawn and walked about the room. Then, he pounced her. She screamed and beat him with a pillow.
Legolas felt like a child, yet again. He tickled her until she bit his ear. They finally fell beside each other, laughing.
"Legolas! Why do we act this way? I haven't acted this way for a hundred years at least!"
"Has it been that long? I don't know why we act this way. There's just something about you that. brings out the child in me again." He smiled.
"Hey! I'm going to change now. Go to bed!" he playfully ordered her. She pouted and started to leave.
"It's not like I haven't that cute, little bottom of yours before" she teased. That made him push her out more. She smiled and went to her room.
*~~**~~~~ Disclaimer: Yeah why do we have these anyways? Yeah everything belongs to Tolkien that is recognizable to your eyes.
**~~~~ Hey! Um. If you have a problem with the Sindarin I use or anything else, email me. I know Silfael is not an elvish name but it's not about her. It's about Legolas and Silmarien! And not everything is 100% Tolkien biblical ok? If it were, then I might as well type Lord of the rings on here. Have imagination! ~~
Silmarien was singing to herself in her room. There was a knock.
"Are you ready to join in the festivities?" Legolas called opening the door. " Legolas! I told you I was not attending! Why are you so persistent?" she brushed her hair.
" I told you I was going to find you someone. Let's go!" he grabbed her hand and let her out of her room.
"Legolas! You have given me enough trouble today! Go on and dance with your many maidens!" she grumbled. Everyone was dancing to soft music. Legolas laughed as he started to dance with a maiden. Silmarien spotted Haldir's brother Orophin staring at her. He came towards her.
"Dance with me" he asked. Silmarien regretfully obliged. Orophin had loved her for a long time. She didn't love him though. She didn't want to upset him. She hated to break his heart. She had tried for a while. But the truth was, she didn't love anyone.
They danced to the music softly. He pulled her closer. She tried to make polite conversation. He just kept looking at her. She gulped and looked over to Legolas for help. Legolas finally looked over to her. He saw her distress and came over.
"May I cut in?" Legolas asked. Silmarien looked relieved. But her relief quickly faded. Orophin just laughed.
"Not tonight Legolas! She's mine" he smiled at her. She nearly fainted. She didn't want to be there. She watched as Legolas shrugged apologetically. Orophin just whisked her away. He led her to another part of the hall.
"Silmarien. Guren Vell. Thir vain chin darn thulen." [My sweetheart, your beauty took my breath away.]
"Orophin. I told you not to talk of me like that!" she sighed. "Please marry me Silmarien. I will make you very happy. You'll have all the luxury you'll ever want. I'm suffering of a broken heart" She looked up at him. He was very sad. There is nothing more heart wrenching than a broken-hearted elf.
"I- I. I can't!" she turned and fled. She fled very fast. Legolas noticed and started to follow her. Orophin started to as well. Legolas pulled him aside.
"Just leave her be, I'll handle it" Legolas took him by the shoulders. Then he ran off to find her.
Silmarien was running to nowhere in particular. It wasn't fair! She finally found herself somewhere in the forest. She leaned against a tree. She felt hopeless. She sensed someone behind her. She didn't turn around.
"Come here" a voice whispered. She felt herself turned around and in someone's arms. She recognized Legolas' voice and smell. She gently lay in his arms for a minute. He pulled her face up to his. His soft, blue eyes searched through her green ones. Her heart skipped a beat as he lightly kissed her lips. It was a friendship kiss, gentle and sweet. He pulled her in his arms. She felt safe in his arms. She didn't have to marry anyone. She just wanted to stay in Legolas' arms.
" I know how you feel" he embraced her. " I don't want to hurt him Legolas! What am I to do?" She pulled away and started to walk. "Well. both of us don't wish to marry anyone. Just tell him you don't love him." They walked back. Many elves were still dancing.
"Dance with me" he pulled her close. She tried to think of what she was going to say. But she couldn't. It was as if Legolas drew her into a peaceful trance. She felt a strong force from Legolas again. She was starting to feel it every time she was around him. She just sighed and reveled in his gentle presence. She began to think of times when she and Legolas would laugh and go hunting together. He taught her how to fight with his weapons. She would cook and him and the other soldiers would taste all the tasty desserts. She would smack their hands and shoo them away.
Or the times when she and Legolas would make up battle scenes and would wrestle in the leaves. They would sword fight for hours. In the summer, they would bathe in the falls. She never acted much like a lady.
She looked at him and saw that he was stroking her hair gently. She rested her head against his chest. He smelled like the forest. The song ended and the musical elves smiled at them. They were the only two that were dancing. Everyone else had gone to his or her chambers.
"It is late. I should be sleeping. But I am not tired." She left the comfort of his arms and stretched.
" I should be as well. I found out Aragorn and I am summoned to a meeting tomorrow. I couldn't sleep now either. Come to my room! I will show you my new sword!" he said proudly.
"Alright, I have nothing to do anyway."
They walked to his room. She admired the splendor of Rivendell architecture. So intricate and beautiful. He opened his door, and she flopped on his bed. He took off his cloak and went to a table to get the sword. Silmarien stared in awe as he pulled it out. It shimmered. She went to touch it, but Legolas quickly swiped it out of her reach.
"Hey! I wish to see it!" Silmarien pouted. "This is for the great journey that lies ahead. I wouldn't want you to spoil it! It was a gift from Aragorn." Legolas beamed.
"Well what good is it? You use the bow! And even when you run out of arrows, you always seem to find more." She fell back onto his bed again. It smelled of him, even though this was a guestroom for the Mirkwood elf. He had only slept in it once before. She had never been to Mirkwood.
Legolas starting ranting and raving about this one battle he had with Gimli the dwarf long ago. She felt sleep start to overcome her. She had fallen asleep on Legolas' bed many, many times. He smiled as he noticed the sleepy elf sprawled out on his bed. They always had fought over blankets and such. But those days were long gone. It had been hundreds of winters since she last saw him.
He peered in her open, unmoving eyes. But he knew she was not asleep. She played that trick on him many times before. He pretended to yawn and walked about the room. Then, he pounced her. She screamed and beat him with a pillow.
Legolas felt like a child, yet again. He tickled her until she bit his ear. They finally fell beside each other, laughing.
"Legolas! Why do we act this way? I haven't acted this way for a hundred years at least!"
"Has it been that long? I don't know why we act this way. There's just something about you that. brings out the child in me again." He smiled.
"Hey! I'm going to change now. Go to bed!" he playfully ordered her. She pouted and started to leave.
"It's not like I haven't that cute, little bottom of yours before" she teased. That made him push her out more. She smiled and went to her room.