Chapter 11
"No, I won't let this happen." I said as I quickly turned and hurried down the hall. I made sharp turn into Legolas's room. The looked at each other, and quickly followed me.
"What are you going to do?" Legolas asked me.
I stopped in the room, and franticly looked around. What could I use to get into his room? My eyes scanned everything, but stopped on the balcony. I ran to it, and leaned out around the side.
I could see his balcony from this one. I looked at the distance from this balcony to the next. Vodia, must have known what I was thinking, because she was right by my side as soon as she saw what I was doing.
"No, Sathien." She said calmly, "its to big of a jump." She was about to panic. I turned and looked how wide the balcony was. I quickly backed up, and ran for the edge. Vodia jumped out of my way.
"Sathien, NO!" she hardly got the last word out, as I jumped over the edge. Legolas and Vodia dashed to the edge where I had jumped, so see if I made it. I had landed in an awkward position on the ground, on leg was sort of stretched up by my arm. I stood up.
Legolas saw that I made it and made the same attempt. Vodia looked worried. He made it, I helped him up. We both looked at Vodia. She had that 'Oh no, don't even think about it' looks on her face. Then she finally gave in, stood back, ran and jumped. She made it farther than we had.
Then Legolas and I helped her up. We scrambled trough the curtain. He was lying on the bed, with his arms up behind his head. He jumped up.
"Sathein!" he ran over threw his arms around my waist, picked me up and kissed me.
I pushed away from him.
"What the hell was that all about?" Legolas questioned. Elelas looked fine.
"Oh, that" he said with a tone in his voice I couldn't quite make out, "You see I wrote that hoping my parents would wake up, and find it. Then they might not make us get married to those two other girls."
"Oh…" I said. Then I quickly made a fist and punched him. Legolas grabbed his face where Vodia had punched him, the bruise was still there. I stared at him, as he squirmed around on the ground in pain.
Vodia and I both turned and ran toward the balcony, and jumped off of it. The two elves curiously, ran toward the edge, and looked down. We looked back up at them, smiled and ran into the woods. We turned as we made it into the trees; they stood there looking at each other confused as to what they should do.
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When we got back to our palace it was nearly dawn. We quickly ran into the kitchen. There we saw that they had left a bottle of wine out. We hated for it to go bad so we snuck it upstairs into my room. After having one to many drinks we crawled into bed, laughing.
"You know," Vodia said laughing, drunk as I have ever seen her, "Elelas is cuter that Legolas."
I giggled and replied, "No, I think Legolas is better than Elelas." I continued not knowing what I was doing. "He is sweeter, more fun, spontaneous."
"That's what I think about Elelas." She had stopped laughing, so had I.
We suddenly realized the fact that we weren't so sure about the one we claimed to love.
"No, I won't let this happen." I said as I quickly turned and hurried down the hall. I made sharp turn into Legolas's room. The looked at each other, and quickly followed me.
"What are you going to do?" Legolas asked me.
I stopped in the room, and franticly looked around. What could I use to get into his room? My eyes scanned everything, but stopped on the balcony. I ran to it, and leaned out around the side.
I could see his balcony from this one. I looked at the distance from this balcony to the next. Vodia, must have known what I was thinking, because she was right by my side as soon as she saw what I was doing.
"No, Sathien." She said calmly, "its to big of a jump." She was about to panic. I turned and looked how wide the balcony was. I quickly backed up, and ran for the edge. Vodia jumped out of my way.
"Sathien, NO!" she hardly got the last word out, as I jumped over the edge. Legolas and Vodia dashed to the edge where I had jumped, so see if I made it. I had landed in an awkward position on the ground, on leg was sort of stretched up by my arm. I stood up.
Legolas saw that I made it and made the same attempt. Vodia looked worried. He made it, I helped him up. We both looked at Vodia. She had that 'Oh no, don't even think about it' looks on her face. Then she finally gave in, stood back, ran and jumped. She made it farther than we had.
Then Legolas and I helped her up. We scrambled trough the curtain. He was lying on the bed, with his arms up behind his head. He jumped up.
"Sathein!" he ran over threw his arms around my waist, picked me up and kissed me.
I pushed away from him.
"What the hell was that all about?" Legolas questioned. Elelas looked fine.
"Oh, that" he said with a tone in his voice I couldn't quite make out, "You see I wrote that hoping my parents would wake up, and find it. Then they might not make us get married to those two other girls."
"Oh…" I said. Then I quickly made a fist and punched him. Legolas grabbed his face where Vodia had punched him, the bruise was still there. I stared at him, as he squirmed around on the ground in pain.
Vodia and I both turned and ran toward the balcony, and jumped off of it. The two elves curiously, ran toward the edge, and looked down. We looked back up at them, smiled and ran into the woods. We turned as we made it into the trees; they stood there looking at each other confused as to what they should do.
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When we got back to our palace it was nearly dawn. We quickly ran into the kitchen. There we saw that they had left a bottle of wine out. We hated for it to go bad so we snuck it upstairs into my room. After having one to many drinks we crawled into bed, laughing.
"You know," Vodia said laughing, drunk as I have ever seen her, "Elelas is cuter that Legolas."
I giggled and replied, "No, I think Legolas is better than Elelas." I continued not knowing what I was doing. "He is sweeter, more fun, spontaneous."
"That's what I think about Elelas." She had stopped laughing, so had I.
We suddenly realized the fact that we weren't so sure about the one we claimed to love.