1 Chapter 10-Never
Hello again! This should be interesting, will the girls ever be seen again? Of course! (I'm a sucker for Happy Endings!) Uhh, this ones for Orli, since we can't post about him on Ff.net anymore! Alas! Check out www.bloomingfanfic.net for some really good Orli fics! NE way, here we go again!
Legolas had been worried about the girls. He felt sorry for the young elf whose father had just died, but his priority was to get Alcarin and Anariel back safe as soon as possible. Eros stood beside him, looking as upset as his friend did. Xaviant was sat in a chair in front of them.
"Xaviant, you have our apologies, and we understand you must grieve, but please return the two maids to us!" Said Eros, looking as frazzled as an elf can without being angry. However, the elf being addressed merely sobbed harder. "Is it possible for them to be recovered?" Asked an elf named Menenthos. Here, Xaviant calmed a little.
"Yes, but only I may do it. You must all leave." He said, imperiously, though through tears. Legolas shook his head. "I will remain," He said, "and Eros." Xaviant sighed. "So be it, but be warned." The other elves filed out of the hall, talking loudly. Once they were gone, Xaviant turned to the pair. First shut your eyes. You would hear if I left the room. I ask you not to open your eyes, what ever you hear, for the ladies sakes." They agreed, and sat, shutting their eyes, and seeing with their ears.
First they heard muffled shuffling, and a powder being scattered, then he spoke words that drowned themselves in thunderclaps. Legolas remained motionless, but he felt Eros tense. He also was worried, for Alcarin and Anariel. He had known Anariel since childhood, and he felt a special bond, unlike anything except a strong friendship, and a wish for...love? Yes, he might be beginning to love her. What about Alcarin? He knew he loved her, that was certain. They were so similar, in almost every way...They could be sisters. He was not surprised, by his feelings for both maids, all that kept him sane was that he did not love Anariel yet.
But the feeling was there.
A voice called out, and the thunder stopped. At once, there was the sound of two bodies hitting the floor. And no breathing, but their own. Legolas asked "Xaviant? May we open our eyes?" And when there was no reply, he did. On the floor, lay Xaviant and Anariel, but no Alcarin. The Prince sighed heavily. All he could do now, was revive the magician and tend to Anariel, maybe one of them would be able to aid Alcarin. He and Eros went to Anariel, and covered her almost naked form with Eros' shirt. They then carried the wounded pair out into the hall, and let the healers tend to their burn like wounds. Neither Eros nor Legolas could keep their mind from Alcarin. Where was she? And could she get back? Was she safe? They both fervently hoped so.
Meanwhile, Alcarin was back on good old Earth, and not so happy about it! One minute she was at an Elven Banquet, with Legolas, Anariel and Eros, looking and feeling great, then she was back in her home. The first thing she did was get a rucksack, fill it with chocolate, clothes, jewellery a torch, teddy, makeup and hair stuff, her 'feminine stuff' and her penknife. Then she noticed she was still wearing the dress. She heard her mum calling from below...
"Ali! Dinner!" She ran down the stairs, feeling a little down, and not at all hungry. The dress swished around her ankles, and she cursed, yelled, "I'm coming!" and changed, stuffing the dress in her bag, with her gameboy and two games, and a notepad and pen.
She met her mum in the kitchen, and sat with her eating her tea- fish and chips, with ice cream to follow. It was a nice meal, but Ali could only pick at it. She'd been looking forward to her first Elven feast, and fish and chips, although yummy, came nowhere near good enough.
"Are you alright, honey?" asked her mom, softly. "Yeah...just kinda tired." She replied. "That reminds me!" Her mum reached for her bag. "I found this is an envelope. Is it yours?" Ali took it curiously, opening it. It was an Elven pendant; like the one Legolas and the elves wore around their necks, and it had a gentle green glow. Thanking her mum, and grabbing a bottle of water, she went back upstairs, and sitting on her bed, with her rucksack on, she placed the pendant over her head.
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Wow! That seems like a lot to me, but it really isn't! I've just got back from a practice D of E expedition, and am sooooooooo exhausted! And in pain! Shows how much fitter I could be! I bet the fellowship never felt as sore, darn their excessive fitness!
Hello again! This should be interesting, will the girls ever be seen again? Of course! (I'm a sucker for Happy Endings!) Uhh, this ones for Orli, since we can't post about him on Ff.net anymore! Alas! Check out www.bloomingfanfic.net for some really good Orli fics! NE way, here we go again!
Legolas had been worried about the girls. He felt sorry for the young elf whose father had just died, but his priority was to get Alcarin and Anariel back safe as soon as possible. Eros stood beside him, looking as upset as his friend did. Xaviant was sat in a chair in front of them.
"Xaviant, you have our apologies, and we understand you must grieve, but please return the two maids to us!" Said Eros, looking as frazzled as an elf can without being angry. However, the elf being addressed merely sobbed harder. "Is it possible for them to be recovered?" Asked an elf named Menenthos. Here, Xaviant calmed a little.
"Yes, but only I may do it. You must all leave." He said, imperiously, though through tears. Legolas shook his head. "I will remain," He said, "and Eros." Xaviant sighed. "So be it, but be warned." The other elves filed out of the hall, talking loudly. Once they were gone, Xaviant turned to the pair. First shut your eyes. You would hear if I left the room. I ask you not to open your eyes, what ever you hear, for the ladies sakes." They agreed, and sat, shutting their eyes, and seeing with their ears.
First they heard muffled shuffling, and a powder being scattered, then he spoke words that drowned themselves in thunderclaps. Legolas remained motionless, but he felt Eros tense. He also was worried, for Alcarin and Anariel. He had known Anariel since childhood, and he felt a special bond, unlike anything except a strong friendship, and a wish for...love? Yes, he might be beginning to love her. What about Alcarin? He knew he loved her, that was certain. They were so similar, in almost every way...They could be sisters. He was not surprised, by his feelings for both maids, all that kept him sane was that he did not love Anariel yet.
But the feeling was there.
A voice called out, and the thunder stopped. At once, there was the sound of two bodies hitting the floor. And no breathing, but their own. Legolas asked "Xaviant? May we open our eyes?" And when there was no reply, he did. On the floor, lay Xaviant and Anariel, but no Alcarin. The Prince sighed heavily. All he could do now, was revive the magician and tend to Anariel, maybe one of them would be able to aid Alcarin. He and Eros went to Anariel, and covered her almost naked form with Eros' shirt. They then carried the wounded pair out into the hall, and let the healers tend to their burn like wounds. Neither Eros nor Legolas could keep their mind from Alcarin. Where was she? And could she get back? Was she safe? They both fervently hoped so.
Meanwhile, Alcarin was back on good old Earth, and not so happy about it! One minute she was at an Elven Banquet, with Legolas, Anariel and Eros, looking and feeling great, then she was back in her home. The first thing she did was get a rucksack, fill it with chocolate, clothes, jewellery a torch, teddy, makeup and hair stuff, her 'feminine stuff' and her penknife. Then she noticed she was still wearing the dress. She heard her mum calling from below...
"Ali! Dinner!" She ran down the stairs, feeling a little down, and not at all hungry. The dress swished around her ankles, and she cursed, yelled, "I'm coming!" and changed, stuffing the dress in her bag, with her gameboy and two games, and a notepad and pen.
She met her mum in the kitchen, and sat with her eating her tea- fish and chips, with ice cream to follow. It was a nice meal, but Ali could only pick at it. She'd been looking forward to her first Elven feast, and fish and chips, although yummy, came nowhere near good enough.
"Are you alright, honey?" asked her mom, softly. "Yeah...just kinda tired." She replied. "That reminds me!" Her mum reached for her bag. "I found this is an envelope. Is it yours?" Ali took it curiously, opening it. It was an Elven pendant; like the one Legolas and the elves wore around their necks, and it had a gentle green glow. Thanking her mum, and grabbing a bottle of water, she went back upstairs, and sitting on her bed, with her rucksack on, she placed the pendant over her head.
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Wow! That seems like a lot to me, but it really isn't! I've just got back from a practice D of E expedition, and am sooooooooo exhausted! And in pain! Shows how much fitter I could be! I bet the fellowship never felt as sore, darn their excessive fitness!