DISCLAIMER: I own Galenvagoriel . . . . I own this keyboard. . . I own this
computer. . . but I don't own Legolas!!! . . . . or LOTR!! * sob *
A/N: Hello!! Oh guess what, when I arrived, I wrote a whole chapter. . .then my annoying little brother deleted it somehow. . . or he didn't save it. . . now its gone.. . . . I have to write a new one. . . * sob*
CHAPTER 6: Envy. . . (ooohh!!)
"How can you do this to me, Elrond!" Legolas screamed in anger. He did not understand how they would do something as big as this behind his back! And by two people he trusted the most! His father had betrayed him, and so has Elrond, who has been like his second father in times of need. "I trusted you, that you wouldn't lie to me! And why didn't you tell me?"
Elrond acted all innocent again. "What are you speaking of?"
"Elrond, don't play tricks with me!" Legolas raised his voice a little. "I wonder what is wrong with Gal . . ." Elrond acted as if he had not heard what Legolas said. He knew this route would not work, but being the thin- skinned elf that he was, he had no choice.
"I already know about my betrothal, Elrond. I am no fool." Legolas quieted down a little, but there was still rage in his voice.
"Oh. . . well I'm sure you understand this is necessary. It is for the good of Mirkwood and Rivendell." Eleond said as he urged Legolas to sit down where Gal just sat.
Legolas reluctantly sat down on the velvet armchair. "Yes, I do understand, But why Gal? My best friend? Why?"
Elrond just smiled warmly. "Well, there is nothing we can do about it now."
Legolas suddely felt numb, like this was all a dream and this wasn't happening. "I can't believe I'm getting married to self centered spoiled brat." Legolas muttered stubbornly.
Elrond stood up, offended. "Don't speak that way!"
"Well it's true."
Elrond had no objection to that, so he sat back down and closed his eyes.
"So how did you find out about your marriage?" he asked, although he knew that only he and King Tharanduil knew of the arrangement. But by tonight, all of Middle Earth, well, Rivendell will know.
"That is the worst part!" Legolas exclaimed "When I left Mirkwood, my father had given me a letter, and he told me to read it when I got to Rivendell."
Elrond nodded. "So that is where the news was?"
"Yes. . . I just feel disappointed since my father couldn't tell me in person. He explained everything in the letter, though."
"That you will have to be married in a weeks time, and what that pain in your heart is?" Elrond cut in.
"A WEEK? A WEEKS TIME?" Legolas raised his voice once again, outraged at the new information. "My father left that out!"
Elrond winced, something Tharanduil would do. . . sneaky fellow, that Tharanduil is. "Well, it is true. You will have to be wed to my daughter in 7 days."
"NO!" Legolas screamed once again, and with that, he left the room.
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Gal burst into her room, and buried her face into her pink satin pillow. She could not believe she was to be married to Legolas! Legolas! She has never been the least bit attracted to him, and she never loved him more than a best friend. She knew that she would eventually have to talk to Legolas, but she could not bring herself to do so. "Ouch. .. " Gal muttered for there was that pain in her heart, like it was burning, and empty. 'How shall I live like this?' Gal thought wistfully 'My life shall be a living lie if I marry Legolas! I will never love him!'
Galenvagoriel got up from her bad and stared out the gigantic heart shaped window. She gazed up at the clear blue sky, and she remembered Legolas' blue eyes which captured her every time. . . She shook her head. 'You loathe him, remember?' She scolded herself. She looked at the colorful birds and the lush greenery that surrounded her, and suddenly guilt overtook her. She had screamed at her father, even if it was his fault, she still had to respect him.
Gal ran out her room, and sighed when the ache in her heart subsided a little when she passed Legolas' quarters. She went inside Lord Elrond's room, and knocked. She glided in, her shimmery yellow gown sweeping the floor.
"Father?" Gal called out softly. "Father, are you here?"
"Gal?" Elrond's eyes lit up, he was glad that Legolas just left. 'Who knows what the two might do to each other?' he thought.
Gal ran into her father's arms "I am so sorry father!!" She mumbled.
"It is fine . . .I forgive you, of course. But I have to say sorry too." Elrond kissed his daughter's forehead. "Apology accepted." Gal smiled.
"Splendid!" Elrond looked into his daughter's eyes "I shall see you at dinnertime, then? We are having a party to celebrate your, um . . ."
"Its fine, father. You can say it. My betrothal?" Gal acted happy even if it brought pain in her.
"Yes. Well, I shall be up to escort you, child."
"Well thank goodness its you and not Legolas. . . ." Once again she added a tone of hatred when she said Legolas' name.
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"So. . ." Legolas attemted to make a conversation with the graceful elf that sat beside him. He had asked her to sit beside him and she happily agreed, for Legolas was her longtime crush, as well as all the other elven maidens'.
"Giselle, is it not?" Legolas smiled, and he just realized that he had nothing to say. He didn't know a thing about Giselle, except that she hailed from Rivendell and that she was gorgeous.
"Yes, my name is Giselle." She said happily, he cheerfull hazel eyes boring into Legolas blue ones'.
"What do you do in your free time, Giselle?" Legolas asked the giddy elf.
Giselle twirled a lock of glossy blonde hair around her finger. "Well, I like fixing my hair, and cooking, and talking with my friends. . . . "
"Oh, that's nice." Legolas turned his attention to his food, which was so elaborately placed; he didn't want to destroy the arrangement. He looked again at Giselle, who seemed to be very bored so he urged her to speak, maybe tell him a story about her family in Rivendell. . ..
After a few more minutes of mindless, yet pleasant, conversation, Elrond stood up, his cut glass wine goblet raised up in the air. Legolas sighed because he had no interest in how Giselle's parents met. "I would like to propose a toast to my daughter, Galenvagoriel, and Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood. . . ."
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". . . who are to be wed in a weeks time!" Gal's father said loudly, drawing everyone's attention to him, then to Legolas and Galenvagoriel. Gal looked down at the pale yellow tablecloth, which covered the long dining table in the middle of the ballroom. Strangely enough, Legolas and Gal were seated on opposite sides of the table, on the same side so they wouldn't have to see each other. Gal had made sure of this arrangement. Arwen poked her younger sister with force.
"What?" Gal hissed softly.
"Smile!" Arwen hissed back.
Gal stood up and put on her best smile, a smile matched her cheery pink dress perfectly, but the dress and the grin clashed with her mood. A round of applause came up after Elrond's announcement, and little comments like, "Oh they look perfect together!" and "How sweet!". Gal mouthed "thank- you's" to the ones who congratulated her with disdain. She plopped back down on her seat, and she felt depressed and all alone. Arwen squeezed her sister's hand under the table. She felt Gal's pain, for Gal had told her everything about the betrothal before the party. Arwen admired her sister, because in spite of everything, Gal did not shed a single tear.
Gal had been fighting the urge not to look at Legolas the minute she stepped into the ballroom, but she couldn't resist a peak. Gal moved her chair backward, just a little, so no one would take notice, and gazed at Legolas, who seemed to be intensely interested in what his pretty friend was saying. She saw how Legolas was so interested in her, and she immediately felt inferior compared to his date. The elf had long, gleaming honey-colored hair and happy hazel-colored eyes. She was so different from Gal, who always had this sense of mystery about her. She stared at them for a little longer, and she was about to look away when Legolas looked back and caught her staring at them. Legolas smiled at Giselle and held her hand, then kissed it.
Gal's eyes grew larger and she instantly caught on to what Legolas was aiming to do . . . and she didn't want to admit it, but it was working just fine . . . Legolas kissed the elf's hand one more time, and upon seeing this, Galenvagoriel realized something that could never be, but the feeling was there, a feeling that she couldn't deny. The though electrified her and she felt a million things at once.
'I love Legolas' She whispered softly.
AUTHORS NOTE: Don't forget to review ; )
A/N: Hello!! Oh guess what, when I arrived, I wrote a whole chapter. . .then my annoying little brother deleted it somehow. . . or he didn't save it. . . now its gone.. . . . I have to write a new one. . . * sob*
CHAPTER 6: Envy. . . (ooohh!!)
"How can you do this to me, Elrond!" Legolas screamed in anger. He did not understand how they would do something as big as this behind his back! And by two people he trusted the most! His father had betrayed him, and so has Elrond, who has been like his second father in times of need. "I trusted you, that you wouldn't lie to me! And why didn't you tell me?"
Elrond acted all innocent again. "What are you speaking of?"
"Elrond, don't play tricks with me!" Legolas raised his voice a little. "I wonder what is wrong with Gal . . ." Elrond acted as if he had not heard what Legolas said. He knew this route would not work, but being the thin- skinned elf that he was, he had no choice.
"I already know about my betrothal, Elrond. I am no fool." Legolas quieted down a little, but there was still rage in his voice.
"Oh. . . well I'm sure you understand this is necessary. It is for the good of Mirkwood and Rivendell." Eleond said as he urged Legolas to sit down where Gal just sat.
Legolas reluctantly sat down on the velvet armchair. "Yes, I do understand, But why Gal? My best friend? Why?"
Elrond just smiled warmly. "Well, there is nothing we can do about it now."
Legolas suddely felt numb, like this was all a dream and this wasn't happening. "I can't believe I'm getting married to self centered spoiled brat." Legolas muttered stubbornly.
Elrond stood up, offended. "Don't speak that way!"
"Well it's true."
Elrond had no objection to that, so he sat back down and closed his eyes.
"So how did you find out about your marriage?" he asked, although he knew that only he and King Tharanduil knew of the arrangement. But by tonight, all of Middle Earth, well, Rivendell will know.
"That is the worst part!" Legolas exclaimed "When I left Mirkwood, my father had given me a letter, and he told me to read it when I got to Rivendell."
Elrond nodded. "So that is where the news was?"
"Yes. . . I just feel disappointed since my father couldn't tell me in person. He explained everything in the letter, though."
"That you will have to be married in a weeks time, and what that pain in your heart is?" Elrond cut in.
"A WEEK? A WEEKS TIME?" Legolas raised his voice once again, outraged at the new information. "My father left that out!"
Elrond winced, something Tharanduil would do. . . sneaky fellow, that Tharanduil is. "Well, it is true. You will have to be wed to my daughter in 7 days."
"NO!" Legolas screamed once again, and with that, he left the room.
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Gal burst into her room, and buried her face into her pink satin pillow. She could not believe she was to be married to Legolas! Legolas! She has never been the least bit attracted to him, and she never loved him more than a best friend. She knew that she would eventually have to talk to Legolas, but she could not bring herself to do so. "Ouch. .. " Gal muttered for there was that pain in her heart, like it was burning, and empty. 'How shall I live like this?' Gal thought wistfully 'My life shall be a living lie if I marry Legolas! I will never love him!'
Galenvagoriel got up from her bad and stared out the gigantic heart shaped window. She gazed up at the clear blue sky, and she remembered Legolas' blue eyes which captured her every time. . . She shook her head. 'You loathe him, remember?' She scolded herself. She looked at the colorful birds and the lush greenery that surrounded her, and suddenly guilt overtook her. She had screamed at her father, even if it was his fault, she still had to respect him.
Gal ran out her room, and sighed when the ache in her heart subsided a little when she passed Legolas' quarters. She went inside Lord Elrond's room, and knocked. She glided in, her shimmery yellow gown sweeping the floor.
"Father?" Gal called out softly. "Father, are you here?"
"Gal?" Elrond's eyes lit up, he was glad that Legolas just left. 'Who knows what the two might do to each other?' he thought.
Gal ran into her father's arms "I am so sorry father!!" She mumbled.
"It is fine . . .I forgive you, of course. But I have to say sorry too." Elrond kissed his daughter's forehead. "Apology accepted." Gal smiled.
"Splendid!" Elrond looked into his daughter's eyes "I shall see you at dinnertime, then? We are having a party to celebrate your, um . . ."
"Its fine, father. You can say it. My betrothal?" Gal acted happy even if it brought pain in her.
"Yes. Well, I shall be up to escort you, child."
"Well thank goodness its you and not Legolas. . . ." Once again she added a tone of hatred when she said Legolas' name.
*^*^*^*^*^*^^*^*AT THE PARTY^**^^*^*^^^**^^**^**^*^*
"So. . ." Legolas attemted to make a conversation with the graceful elf that sat beside him. He had asked her to sit beside him and she happily agreed, for Legolas was her longtime crush, as well as all the other elven maidens'.
"Giselle, is it not?" Legolas smiled, and he just realized that he had nothing to say. He didn't know a thing about Giselle, except that she hailed from Rivendell and that she was gorgeous.
"Yes, my name is Giselle." She said happily, he cheerfull hazel eyes boring into Legolas blue ones'.
"What do you do in your free time, Giselle?" Legolas asked the giddy elf.
Giselle twirled a lock of glossy blonde hair around her finger. "Well, I like fixing my hair, and cooking, and talking with my friends. . . . "
"Oh, that's nice." Legolas turned his attention to his food, which was so elaborately placed; he didn't want to destroy the arrangement. He looked again at Giselle, who seemed to be very bored so he urged her to speak, maybe tell him a story about her family in Rivendell. . ..
After a few more minutes of mindless, yet pleasant, conversation, Elrond stood up, his cut glass wine goblet raised up in the air. Legolas sighed because he had no interest in how Giselle's parents met. "I would like to propose a toast to my daughter, Galenvagoriel, and Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood. . . ."
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". . . who are to be wed in a weeks time!" Gal's father said loudly, drawing everyone's attention to him, then to Legolas and Galenvagoriel. Gal looked down at the pale yellow tablecloth, which covered the long dining table in the middle of the ballroom. Strangely enough, Legolas and Gal were seated on opposite sides of the table, on the same side so they wouldn't have to see each other. Gal had made sure of this arrangement. Arwen poked her younger sister with force.
"What?" Gal hissed softly.
"Smile!" Arwen hissed back.
Gal stood up and put on her best smile, a smile matched her cheery pink dress perfectly, but the dress and the grin clashed with her mood. A round of applause came up after Elrond's announcement, and little comments like, "Oh they look perfect together!" and "How sweet!". Gal mouthed "thank- you's" to the ones who congratulated her with disdain. She plopped back down on her seat, and she felt depressed and all alone. Arwen squeezed her sister's hand under the table. She felt Gal's pain, for Gal had told her everything about the betrothal before the party. Arwen admired her sister, because in spite of everything, Gal did not shed a single tear.
Gal had been fighting the urge not to look at Legolas the minute she stepped into the ballroom, but she couldn't resist a peak. Gal moved her chair backward, just a little, so no one would take notice, and gazed at Legolas, who seemed to be intensely interested in what his pretty friend was saying. She saw how Legolas was so interested in her, and she immediately felt inferior compared to his date. The elf had long, gleaming honey-colored hair and happy hazel-colored eyes. She was so different from Gal, who always had this sense of mystery about her. She stared at them for a little longer, and she was about to look away when Legolas looked back and caught her staring at them. Legolas smiled at Giselle and held her hand, then kissed it.
Gal's eyes grew larger and she instantly caught on to what Legolas was aiming to do . . . and she didn't want to admit it, but it was working just fine . . . Legolas kissed the elf's hand one more time, and upon seeing this, Galenvagoriel realized something that could never be, but the feeling was there, a feeling that she couldn't deny. The though electrified her and she felt a million things at once.
'I love Legolas' She whispered softly.
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