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First of all I have forgotten disclaimers! Ahhhh! Anyway I own Anariel, Morhirwen, and Nauradan, and any other original characters you see in this fic.
To VirtualFaerie: They want to keep their relationship secret from the public…think about it, Middle Earth Tabloids would have a field day if they found out!
Anariel rose before dawn the following morning, and prepared the training fields for her troops. Once the field was set she waited for her pupils to arrive, having notified them the previous night that they were expected to meet her on the fields an hour past dawn.
Right on time the first elves arrived, wide awake. Anariel smiled smugly, no humans could be up at this hour and yet move with such grace. That was a quality belonging only to the elves. She stepped up onto a flat rock that served as a platform and called for their attention.
"I realize that you may wonder my reason for calling you this early. I believe you have the right to know, but be warned, you will find what I am about to tell you both surprising and frightening," here she paused and let them prepare themselves for the shock. "There is a rumor of a Dark Lord preparing to attack Middle Earth. Mordor is said to be his first target. I do not want him to catch us off our guard. We must be prepared for all forms of attack, for we know not what his battle strategy will be. We cannot let him win; the future of Middle Earth depends on us. We will train long and hard, harder than ever before. If any of you are unwilling to fight speak now, for you will be away from home for long periods of time while we train, and when the battle comes many will lose their lives. There is no shame in leaving us now, but once we begin there is no backing out," she told them. For long moments after Anariel's speech none spoke. Finally a younger elf called Elenbair asked if he could be permitted to say something. Anariel nodded.
"I believe I speak for all of us Lady, when I say that none of us will turn our backs on our people. We knew there was a danger of losing our lives when we joined Mordor's army, and we would all gladly lay down our lives if it means saving this land," he said. Anariel smiled warmly at him. The other elves all shouted in agreement. When they had quieted Anariel spoke again.
"That kind of loyalty is rare, I salute you for it. Now we have wasted enough time talking I think. Get into your groups and warm up, then we will begin," after this was said she stepped off of the platform and got down to stretch, the other elves following suit.
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"It looks like your sister as acted fast Nauradan," said Morhirwen, gazing out the window. She felt Nauradan's arms wrap around her waste, he buried his face in her long dark hair.
"Well, I couldn't ask for a better response," she said with a laugh. He looked up at her and grinned, his blue eyes shining. He placed a soft kiss on her full red lips.
"I love you," he whispered. She looked into his eyes and knew what he said was true. No matter how many times he said those words to her, she was always surprised and filled with joy that someone could really love her. She had never expected to be loved, or to return that love so deeply.
"I love you too," she said, her soft voice barely above a whisper. He gently kissed her forehead and pulled back, gazing lovingly into her dark brown eyes and placing her hair behind her ear.
"Um, excuse me your Highness, but…..Oh my!" they broke apart upon hearing the voice of Bethwen, one of the servants. "Forgive me I didn't realize I was interrupting anything," she said hurriedly. She turned on her heel to leave the room.
"Do not leave, tell me what it is you came here to tell," Morhirwen told her. The elf stopped and bowed to her queen.
"The Lady Galadriel has come to see you, she claims that she has a matter of grave importance to discuss with you My Lady," she said. Morhirwen couldn't help but notice Bethwen glancing at Nauradan, no doubt the whole of Mordor would know about them by the following day. She heaved a sigh.
"Send her up here if you would Bethwen," she said. The servant nodded and left the room.
"Well my love, I expect there shall be much gossip about us," said Nauradan with a laugh. Morhirwen smiled playfully at him.
"Oh yes, of course. Why don't we give them something to gossip about?" she said, smiling mischievously.
"I would love to take you up on that offer, but do not forget, Lady Galadriel will be up here any second my queen," he said, looking sadly at the door. Morhirwen mentally cursed Galadriel for being there.
"That is not to say that we do not have tonight to make up for it though," he told her giving her one last kiss, then exiting the room, just as Galadriel entered.
I want 15 reviews before I post again, reasonable enough I think. REVIEW! Or else no more chapters!
First of all I have forgotten disclaimers! Ahhhh! Anyway I own Anariel, Morhirwen, and Nauradan, and any other original characters you see in this fic.
To VirtualFaerie: They want to keep their relationship secret from the public…think about it, Middle Earth Tabloids would have a field day if they found out!
Anariel rose before dawn the following morning, and prepared the training fields for her troops. Once the field was set she waited for her pupils to arrive, having notified them the previous night that they were expected to meet her on the fields an hour past dawn.
Right on time the first elves arrived, wide awake. Anariel smiled smugly, no humans could be up at this hour and yet move with such grace. That was a quality belonging only to the elves. She stepped up onto a flat rock that served as a platform and called for their attention.
"I realize that you may wonder my reason for calling you this early. I believe you have the right to know, but be warned, you will find what I am about to tell you both surprising and frightening," here she paused and let them prepare themselves for the shock. "There is a rumor of a Dark Lord preparing to attack Middle Earth. Mordor is said to be his first target. I do not want him to catch us off our guard. We must be prepared for all forms of attack, for we know not what his battle strategy will be. We cannot let him win; the future of Middle Earth depends on us. We will train long and hard, harder than ever before. If any of you are unwilling to fight speak now, for you will be away from home for long periods of time while we train, and when the battle comes many will lose their lives. There is no shame in leaving us now, but once we begin there is no backing out," she told them. For long moments after Anariel's speech none spoke. Finally a younger elf called Elenbair asked if he could be permitted to say something. Anariel nodded.
"I believe I speak for all of us Lady, when I say that none of us will turn our backs on our people. We knew there was a danger of losing our lives when we joined Mordor's army, and we would all gladly lay down our lives if it means saving this land," he said. Anariel smiled warmly at him. The other elves all shouted in agreement. When they had quieted Anariel spoke again.
"That kind of loyalty is rare, I salute you for it. Now we have wasted enough time talking I think. Get into your groups and warm up, then we will begin," after this was said she stepped off of the platform and got down to stretch, the other elves following suit.
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"It looks like your sister as acted fast Nauradan," said Morhirwen, gazing out the window. She felt Nauradan's arms wrap around her waste, he buried his face in her long dark hair.
"Well, I couldn't ask for a better response," she said with a laugh. He looked up at her and grinned, his blue eyes shining. He placed a soft kiss on her full red lips.
"I love you," he whispered. She looked into his eyes and knew what he said was true. No matter how many times he said those words to her, she was always surprised and filled with joy that someone could really love her. She had never expected to be loved, or to return that love so deeply.
"I love you too," she said, her soft voice barely above a whisper. He gently kissed her forehead and pulled back, gazing lovingly into her dark brown eyes and placing her hair behind her ear.
"Um, excuse me your Highness, but…..Oh my!" they broke apart upon hearing the voice of Bethwen, one of the servants. "Forgive me I didn't realize I was interrupting anything," she said hurriedly. She turned on her heel to leave the room.
"Do not leave, tell me what it is you came here to tell," Morhirwen told her. The elf stopped and bowed to her queen.
"The Lady Galadriel has come to see you, she claims that she has a matter of grave importance to discuss with you My Lady," she said. Morhirwen couldn't help but notice Bethwen glancing at Nauradan, no doubt the whole of Mordor would know about them by the following day. She heaved a sigh.
"Send her up here if you would Bethwen," she said. The servant nodded and left the room.
"Well my love, I expect there shall be much gossip about us," said Nauradan with a laugh. Morhirwen smiled playfully at him.
"Oh yes, of course. Why don't we give them something to gossip about?" she said, smiling mischievously.
"I would love to take you up on that offer, but do not forget, Lady Galadriel will be up here any second my queen," he said, looking sadly at the door. Morhirwen mentally cursed Galadriel for being there.
"That is not to say that we do not have tonight to make up for it though," he told her giving her one last kiss, then exiting the room, just as Galadriel entered.
I want 15 reviews before I post again, reasonable enough I think. REVIEW! Or else no more chapters!