1 Chapter 8 –Chocolates, part 2
Hello again, my lovely reviewees! I love y'all and please keep up the great review work, and goodluck to all of ya that are writing!
Hmm, this ones gonna be dedicated to someone. Rob Rowse, my adorable boyfriend. Also, thanks to all my friends, esp. My little trio, Emeriel (Huey) Jaena (Dooey) and Alcarin (Louie). I love you all!!
King Thranduil surveyed the two nervous faces upturned to look at him. He had seen Alcarin escorted in by his son, and Eros escort Anariel. He had also noticed Legolas dancing with Alcarin, earlier, and the look on his handsome boy's face. He rose and bowed to the Ladies.
"Lady Alcarin, Lady Anariel. Are you enjoying the feast?" He asked. Alcarin answered, being the boldest of the pair. "My Lord, I have never before attended a feast such as this! It is good, very good!" She was really getting into the language thing. Anariel added "It is most excellent, My Lord, highly enjoyable!" King Thranduil smiled. "Good, I am glad you are enjoying yourselves. However, before eating, we must have a performance." Alcarin's heart stopped. He couldn't want her to sing, or dance!.... "Which will begin shortly. A conjuror of tricks has asked for permission, and my youngest son, Therandos, gave permission. He has asked for the two loveliest young ladies. I have summoned you to ask for your participation?" The girls nodded, with a half smile. Each was thinking of the effects their involvement in the play, upon their escorts. This, promised to be very interesting!
As they were led to meet the conjuror, each thought of the expressions to be seen shortly on the unsuspecting males faces. Poor Eros and Legolas! Xaviant, an assistant, introduced them. Xaviant was surly, and quiet, but polite to the girls. The conjuror was named Xaveros; Xaviant was his son. The older man was very polite and gentle, as he gave the two their instructions. They were to 'vanish' in front of the entire company of elves; and yes, there would probably be a large stir! Anariel began to have doubts. Alcarin already had them. "Where will we go? Who will be there?" She asked, inpatiently. "Xaviant will attend you both as soon as you arrive here." He replied. "Now go back to your fun and dancing, and remember to stand near the front!" And Xaviant led them to the warm dancing hall once more.
Legolas and Eros had been looking for them, as almost straight away, two female elves told Alcarin they had been asked 'where she was' by a distraught Prince and Lord Eros, so they went to reassure them. "I don't know" Said Alcarin with a most unladylike grin "Males, they can't do anything without us at times!"
After they had been rediscovered by the worried elves, they wandered over to the area they knew the performance to be in, leading the two guys with them. As the torches around the hall were extinguished, maids gasped and crept closer to their companions, who willingly comforted them. Anariel and Alcarin stood between Eros and Legolas, more than a little afraid. No one had mentioned the dark. They stood, to be greeted by a booming voice that seemed to reverberate in their ears.
"Greetings, Elves of Mirkwood, My Lords and Ladies. What you are about to see, will amaze and intrigue you, and maybe, scare some of the faint hearted. I will not tell you to be easy, for there are no guarantees. But I will tell you, that if you trust me, you will survive."
The elves turned to each other, perturbed, and uneasy. Then, two elves, one Xaviant, appeared next to Legolas and Eros.
"With their permission, I would ask these, the lovely pair named Alcarin and Anariel to accompany my assistants to me. I will then proceed to make them disappear." A stunned murmur ran around the hall, and Legolas looked at Alcarin "Do you wish to go?" He asked. She nodded. Eros looked questioningly at Anariel. She sighed almost inaudibly, but nodded. "We will go." They followed the two elves back to the platform, feeling nervous. The platform seemed so far away. They heard gasps all around them; what was happening? Alcarin looked back to where Legolas stood, a shocked and fearful look upon his face. "Its alright", she mouthed. He shook his head and moved towards her, as if to speak. Which was when she faded completely from sight, Anariel disappeared a second after.
Then the unexpected happened. A large explosion rocked the room. When the dust cleared, the first thing to be seen was Xavos, lying on the floor, his head a few metres away from his body, a burning string embedded in his back. Xaviant was the first to run forward, with a cry of "Father!" He did not move.
The feast was disbanded in disarray. Maidens were led ,crying, away while others talked quietly in corners. Male elves stood around their Prince, who was more worried about recovering Alcarin and Anariel...
Phew! That was a looooong chapter! I love this story, it gets better to write each time! Elves forever!
R&R please!
Hello again, my lovely reviewees! I love y'all and please keep up the great review work, and goodluck to all of ya that are writing!
Hmm, this ones gonna be dedicated to someone. Rob Rowse, my adorable boyfriend. Also, thanks to all my friends, esp. My little trio, Emeriel (Huey) Jaena (Dooey) and Alcarin (Louie). I love you all!!
King Thranduil surveyed the two nervous faces upturned to look at him. He had seen Alcarin escorted in by his son, and Eros escort Anariel. He had also noticed Legolas dancing with Alcarin, earlier, and the look on his handsome boy's face. He rose and bowed to the Ladies.
"Lady Alcarin, Lady Anariel. Are you enjoying the feast?" He asked. Alcarin answered, being the boldest of the pair. "My Lord, I have never before attended a feast such as this! It is good, very good!" She was really getting into the language thing. Anariel added "It is most excellent, My Lord, highly enjoyable!" King Thranduil smiled. "Good, I am glad you are enjoying yourselves. However, before eating, we must have a performance." Alcarin's heart stopped. He couldn't want her to sing, or dance!.... "Which will begin shortly. A conjuror of tricks has asked for permission, and my youngest son, Therandos, gave permission. He has asked for the two loveliest young ladies. I have summoned you to ask for your participation?" The girls nodded, with a half smile. Each was thinking of the effects their involvement in the play, upon their escorts. This, promised to be very interesting!
As they were led to meet the conjuror, each thought of the expressions to be seen shortly on the unsuspecting males faces. Poor Eros and Legolas! Xaviant, an assistant, introduced them. Xaviant was surly, and quiet, but polite to the girls. The conjuror was named Xaveros; Xaviant was his son. The older man was very polite and gentle, as he gave the two their instructions. They were to 'vanish' in front of the entire company of elves; and yes, there would probably be a large stir! Anariel began to have doubts. Alcarin already had them. "Where will we go? Who will be there?" She asked, inpatiently. "Xaviant will attend you both as soon as you arrive here." He replied. "Now go back to your fun and dancing, and remember to stand near the front!" And Xaviant led them to the warm dancing hall once more.
Legolas and Eros had been looking for them, as almost straight away, two female elves told Alcarin they had been asked 'where she was' by a distraught Prince and Lord Eros, so they went to reassure them. "I don't know" Said Alcarin with a most unladylike grin "Males, they can't do anything without us at times!"
After they had been rediscovered by the worried elves, they wandered over to the area they knew the performance to be in, leading the two guys with them. As the torches around the hall were extinguished, maids gasped and crept closer to their companions, who willingly comforted them. Anariel and Alcarin stood between Eros and Legolas, more than a little afraid. No one had mentioned the dark. They stood, to be greeted by a booming voice that seemed to reverberate in their ears.
"Greetings, Elves of Mirkwood, My Lords and Ladies. What you are about to see, will amaze and intrigue you, and maybe, scare some of the faint hearted. I will not tell you to be easy, for there are no guarantees. But I will tell you, that if you trust me, you will survive."
The elves turned to each other, perturbed, and uneasy. Then, two elves, one Xaviant, appeared next to Legolas and Eros.
"With their permission, I would ask these, the lovely pair named Alcarin and Anariel to accompany my assistants to me. I will then proceed to make them disappear." A stunned murmur ran around the hall, and Legolas looked at Alcarin "Do you wish to go?" He asked. She nodded. Eros looked questioningly at Anariel. She sighed almost inaudibly, but nodded. "We will go." They followed the two elves back to the platform, feeling nervous. The platform seemed so far away. They heard gasps all around them; what was happening? Alcarin looked back to where Legolas stood, a shocked and fearful look upon his face. "Its alright", she mouthed. He shook his head and moved towards her, as if to speak. Which was when she faded completely from sight, Anariel disappeared a second after.
Then the unexpected happened. A large explosion rocked the room. When the dust cleared, the first thing to be seen was Xavos, lying on the floor, his head a few metres away from his body, a burning string embedded in his back. Xaviant was the first to run forward, with a cry of "Father!" He did not move.
The feast was disbanded in disarray. Maidens were led ,crying, away while others talked quietly in corners. Male elves stood around their Prince, who was more worried about recovering Alcarin and Anariel...
Phew! That was a looooong chapter! I love this story, it gets better to write each time! Elves forever!
R&R please!