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CHAPTER 5: Rage!!! (hehehehe)
"Galenvagoriel, Meet your future husband. . . . . Legolas Greenleaf." Elrond said happily, and faced his angry daughter whose porcelain skin was red with obvious rage. Elronds glad expression turned to shocked. "I thought you would be glad, Gal."
"Well obviously, I am not." She retorted through clenched teeth. Her hands were clenched at her sides and she was outraged. "How dare you, father? I thought I was free to love whoever I wished!" She shook her head, tears wanting to fall. "But no! That is not a luxury I can do now. Love."
(A/N: This is so funny. One day this will appear on a soap opera.)
"Gal, please, let me --- " Elrond was guilty, but he knew what he was doing was for the best. He reached over to hold his daughter's hand.
Gal moved away, annoyed. "You do not have to explain!" her voice became louder, but it did not feel right to be raising her voice at her father, so she quieted down a little. "I know what you are doing, and I am aware this is good for Mirkwood and Rivendell."
Elrond gave a little nod. "It will unite us. This is very important, dear."
"I know that!!" Gal was still mad, and she could not help but feel like she was betrayed. "But I cannot understand why you kept it a secret from me! Why?" She said in a shaky voice. Lord Elrond had a pale look upon him. His daughter has never been this mad at him before, and it made his heart heavy. "I guessed you would not like the idea. Plus you were too young. You would not have cared!"
"Oh yes I would have!!" She stood up suddenly, walking over to the window and gazing at Legolas, and watching Haeathion leave sadly, wondering if Gal would ever see him again, If she would ever have his strong arms around her ever again. 'I do not have to wonder anymore.' She thought bitterly. 'For now I am a married woman.' She closed her eyes. "Legolas? My best friend, Legolas? LEGOLAS!" She screamed, not caring anymore for good manners.
Elrond winced, "Yes. Remember the first night you met Legolas?"
Galenvagoriel just replied softly. "Uh-huh. . . ."
"Well that was when King Tharanduil and I made the deal of them betrothal."
"Oh." Gal finally opened her eyes "So when should this so-called marriage be?" Galenvagoriel's usually sweet voice was cold.
"It has to be but one short week from now, Gal." Then Elrond paused. "Yet it is not so-called, Gal. This is really happening and you cannot back out."
"I refuse to believe so! I choose not to believe this!!"
"This is not a choice!!" Elrond yelled as he stood up.
His daughter just stared at him, surprised, her deep brown eyes wide. Elrond calmed himself and sat back down. "I am sorry, Galenvagoriel. Please understand."
"I don't know if I can." Gal sighed. "I just cannot comprehend that I am forced to marry my best friend in a week's time."
"Well you have a week to think on it. You can even plan your wedding, if you wish to." Elrond smiled, knowing that Gal would not care about her dress or anything like that at this moment, but soon, when she had her revenge on Lord Elrond, she would even plan what her father would wear.
Gal just shook her head. "I do not think so. You can ask Arwen to help, though. It will be much to her liking."
"As you wish, child." Elrond smiled knowingly.
"Does Legolas know?" She said Legolas' name with obvious disgust.
"I do not think so. . ."
Just the Legolas burst into the room, his face red and flushed as if he had been running. He panted, but did not speak. The minute Legolas and Gal met each other's gazes, they looked away and frowned. Legolas was there for about ten seconds, and Galenvagoriel simply walked out, shoving Legolas out of her way. She sneered when she was out of the door, just loud enough so only Legolas could hear her. "Why do you always have to get in the way of everything?" She hissed.
When Gal had gone, Elrond looked at Legolas. He acted innocent. "What was that all about?"
Elrond shrugged.
Elrond was too busy minding his own daughter that her did not sense the anger radiating from his guest. Legolas' handsome face was cold as well. "I think you know, Lord Elrond." He said said angrily. "No, I KNOW you know."
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CHAPTER 5: Rage!!! (hehehehe)
"Galenvagoriel, Meet your future husband. . . . . Legolas Greenleaf." Elrond said happily, and faced his angry daughter whose porcelain skin was red with obvious rage. Elronds glad expression turned to shocked. "I thought you would be glad, Gal."
"Well obviously, I am not." She retorted through clenched teeth. Her hands were clenched at her sides and she was outraged. "How dare you, father? I thought I was free to love whoever I wished!" She shook her head, tears wanting to fall. "But no! That is not a luxury I can do now. Love."
(A/N: This is so funny. One day this will appear on a soap opera.)
"Gal, please, let me --- " Elrond was guilty, but he knew what he was doing was for the best. He reached over to hold his daughter's hand.
Gal moved away, annoyed. "You do not have to explain!" her voice became louder, but it did not feel right to be raising her voice at her father, so she quieted down a little. "I know what you are doing, and I am aware this is good for Mirkwood and Rivendell."
Elrond gave a little nod. "It will unite us. This is very important, dear."
"I know that!!" Gal was still mad, and she could not help but feel like she was betrayed. "But I cannot understand why you kept it a secret from me! Why?" She said in a shaky voice. Lord Elrond had a pale look upon him. His daughter has never been this mad at him before, and it made his heart heavy. "I guessed you would not like the idea. Plus you were too young. You would not have cared!"
"Oh yes I would have!!" She stood up suddenly, walking over to the window and gazing at Legolas, and watching Haeathion leave sadly, wondering if Gal would ever see him again, If she would ever have his strong arms around her ever again. 'I do not have to wonder anymore.' She thought bitterly. 'For now I am a married woman.' She closed her eyes. "Legolas? My best friend, Legolas? LEGOLAS!" She screamed, not caring anymore for good manners.
Elrond winced, "Yes. Remember the first night you met Legolas?"
Galenvagoriel just replied softly. "Uh-huh. . . ."
"Well that was when King Tharanduil and I made the deal of them betrothal."
"Oh." Gal finally opened her eyes "So when should this so-called marriage be?" Galenvagoriel's usually sweet voice was cold.
"It has to be but one short week from now, Gal." Then Elrond paused. "Yet it is not so-called, Gal. This is really happening and you cannot back out."
"I refuse to believe so! I choose not to believe this!!"
"This is not a choice!!" Elrond yelled as he stood up.
His daughter just stared at him, surprised, her deep brown eyes wide. Elrond calmed himself and sat back down. "I am sorry, Galenvagoriel. Please understand."
"I don't know if I can." Gal sighed. "I just cannot comprehend that I am forced to marry my best friend in a week's time."
"Well you have a week to think on it. You can even plan your wedding, if you wish to." Elrond smiled, knowing that Gal would not care about her dress or anything like that at this moment, but soon, when she had her revenge on Lord Elrond, she would even plan what her father would wear.
Gal just shook her head. "I do not think so. You can ask Arwen to help, though. It will be much to her liking."
"As you wish, child." Elrond smiled knowingly.
"Does Legolas know?" She said Legolas' name with obvious disgust.
"I do not think so. . ."
Just the Legolas burst into the room, his face red and flushed as if he had been running. He panted, but did not speak. The minute Legolas and Gal met each other's gazes, they looked away and frowned. Legolas was there for about ten seconds, and Galenvagoriel simply walked out, shoving Legolas out of her way. She sneered when she was out of the door, just loud enough so only Legolas could hear her. "Why do you always have to get in the way of everything?" She hissed.
When Gal had gone, Elrond looked at Legolas. He acted innocent. "What was that all about?"
Elrond shrugged.
Elrond was too busy minding his own daughter that her did not sense the anger radiating from his guest. Legolas' handsome face was cold as well. "I think you know, Lord Elrond." He said said angrily. "No, I KNOW you know."
A/N: REVIEW my soap opera now. . . : )