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Summary: In this chapter we shall see Ali's arrival at Mirkwood...and maybe a certain Prince could enter into it?!...
The next morning dawned, warm and bright. The elves rose early, intent on returning to their home forest as soon as they could. Eros did not wake Ali, he held her up to Arantheir, who was to carry her today. Arantheir gazed down upon the sleeping female.
He conceded that she was lovely, and reminded him of his daughter, Arabeth. If, he thought, she could not return to her world, she was welcome to become as a daughter to him, for he was sad sometimes, without his wife who had sailed away, and she was so full of life, she brightened the darkness that surrounded her. As they came to the outskirts of Mirkwood, she stirred, and woke slowly. Arantheir greeted her.
"Hail, Lirinaer. How are you, this morn?" Ali looked at the fatherly elf.
"Arantheir...I feel better! I'm fine now...Where are we?" He smiled at her as Eros rode up. "Quel amrun, Ali. Sut naa lle?" She knew that meant 'Good morning Ali, how are you?' She smiled at him, and felt a surge of affection for this elf who had saved her, protected her and comforted her when she needed a friend most.
"Feeling much better, thank you mellonamin. Sut naa lle?" She replied, content that these elves would look after her, whatever happened.
Five hours later, they had passed the curious guards, who joked with some of the younger members of their company, especially Eros, Nuerth and Daerhn, who replied they had found "A new star" in her. She blushed, and laughed with them, teasing them about their beauty and the way they talked to their steeds. They were amazed to discover she had a pet dog at home, as dogs were only kept for hunting, by men. As the city came into view, she gasped in sheer wonderment at the silvery stairways, that spiralled upwards above her, the gentle hum of peaceful coversations, and the lilting voice of a minstrel that sang a soft song of love.
"Do you like it?" Asked Arantheir, regarding her with a paternal stare. "Yes! Its so....peaceful, so calm, so alive! Where are we going?" She asked, the elves had already learned about her curious nature! Arantheir smiled reassuringly at her, he had noticed the nervous undertone in her voice. "We will take you to our General, who will either decide if you may stay, or pass the decision up to his superior. Do not worry, I will protect you. If you wish, you may stay with me and my daughter, Arabeth, until you wish to leave. You have many friends in our company, who are willing to assist you in any way possible, Ali." She smiled, almost sentimentally. "Awww, you guys..." She murmured, quoting 'Friends') Arantheir chuckled. He knew only one other with her spirit, and that was......
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Summary: In this chapter we shall see Ali's arrival at Mirkwood...and maybe a certain Prince could enter into it?!...
The next morning dawned, warm and bright. The elves rose early, intent on returning to their home forest as soon as they could. Eros did not wake Ali, he held her up to Arantheir, who was to carry her today. Arantheir gazed down upon the sleeping female.
He conceded that she was lovely, and reminded him of his daughter, Arabeth. If, he thought, she could not return to her world, she was welcome to become as a daughter to him, for he was sad sometimes, without his wife who had sailed away, and she was so full of life, she brightened the darkness that surrounded her. As they came to the outskirts of Mirkwood, she stirred, and woke slowly. Arantheir greeted her.
"Hail, Lirinaer. How are you, this morn?" Ali looked at the fatherly elf.
"Arantheir...I feel better! I'm fine now...Where are we?" He smiled at her as Eros rode up. "Quel amrun, Ali. Sut naa lle?" She knew that meant 'Good morning Ali, how are you?' She smiled at him, and felt a surge of affection for this elf who had saved her, protected her and comforted her when she needed a friend most.
"Feeling much better, thank you mellonamin. Sut naa lle?" She replied, content that these elves would look after her, whatever happened.
Five hours later, they had passed the curious guards, who joked with some of the younger members of their company, especially Eros, Nuerth and Daerhn, who replied they had found "A new star" in her. She blushed, and laughed with them, teasing them about their beauty and the way they talked to their steeds. They were amazed to discover she had a pet dog at home, as dogs were only kept for hunting, by men. As the city came into view, she gasped in sheer wonderment at the silvery stairways, that spiralled upwards above her, the gentle hum of peaceful coversations, and the lilting voice of a minstrel that sang a soft song of love.
"Do you like it?" Asked Arantheir, regarding her with a paternal stare. "Yes! Its so....peaceful, so calm, so alive! Where are we going?" She asked, the elves had already learned about her curious nature! Arantheir smiled reassuringly at her, he had noticed the nervous undertone in her voice. "We will take you to our General, who will either decide if you may stay, or pass the decision up to his superior. Do not worry, I will protect you. If you wish, you may stay with me and my daughter, Arabeth, until you wish to leave. You have many friends in our company, who are willing to assist you in any way possible, Ali." She smiled, almost sentimentally. "Awww, you guys..." She murmured, quoting 'Friends') Arantheir chuckled. He knew only one other with her spirit, and that was......
Aha! Who is this? Will you ever learn to review as soon as the story is done? Go on...well, what are you doing here? Go on!
Why are you still here? REVIEW DAMN YOU!
Ditto above!
I love you...If you'll review now? * Flutters eyelashes #
Thankyou!