A/N: okay, the next installment of Lian!
· Shy- glad that u like it... i thought it was kinda bad, but its nice to know that there are some sweet people who disagree with me!!! u probably no the reason... but i thank u for not writing it! let me know (once i post what that reason is) if u were rite!
· Celtic Angel- i totally agree! i've been trying to think of some bits, action, humor, something... but my mind is totally drained (this is what happens to me after ive been outta school for a while!) and i stink at writing comedy! thanks for the help though.. i will try my hardest to make it a bit more interresting!
· faithfulbeyondfear- hello again lani! u have become my most faithful (as ur pen name implies) reviewer!!!! thank u!! i will try to post as quickly as i can! it is very nice 2 no that there is some1 who reads this b4 school! i feel so honored! luckily, my school doesnt start 4 another 3 weeks or so, and by then, this story should be completed!!
· Aldawen of Rivendell- u r so sweet!!! i am gonna try to put up the next chapter as soon as i can! its so very nice to know that some people dont think my story is crap! ps. every1 who reads this--- check out the story Songs All About Lord of the Rings by Aldawen of Rivendell---- its xtremely funny!!!
Disclaimer- i own practically nothing... but i would like to make a deal with Mr. Tolkien.... i take Rivendell, the Shire, Gondor, Aragorn, Legolas and Pippin, and in return, he gets to keep all people and places with the exception of the afore mentioned things, and I'll throw in my cd player, television and tickets to six flags.... so how bout it? *JRR sits up in grave and looks at me incredulously* um, okay... ill take rivendell, gondor and Aragorn? *puts hands on hips* just rivendell and aragorn, and ill throw in a dvd player with a complementary copy of The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring on DVD??? *shakes head while massaging his temple* oh fine! u keep it all! humph! *smiles and lays back down* ill just have to content myself with owning Galen, Lian and Eower! *they stand behind me, laughing silently*
AHHHH!!!!!!!!!! fine!!! fine!!
i own nothing!! are u satisfyed?!?!?!? nothing!!!!!!!!!!!!!
humph!
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Lian paced nervously around her bedroom. Pacing was how she had occupied her time in the last week and a half, but now, with only three days until her wedding, her pacing had turned into an obsession. On her wooden floor, there were scuffmarks showing the places that her slippers had worn down the floor. Her nerves were at their breaking point, and her heart was beating heavily in her chest. Despite all her efforts, the only thing she could think about was when was Galen coming back.
"Why?" she thought, "Why is it that as hard as I try, I cannot get him out of my mind." The answer came instantaneously, but she tried to ignore it. She collapsed on to the ground, holding her head in her hands.
"I can't do it," Lian told herself, "I have to tell him how I feel. This is not a healthy way to live, and I cannot do it any more. As soon as he returns, I will tell him how I feel." She sighed happily, thinking of the afternoon before Galen had left. He had been so sweet and kind, teaching her how to shoot an arrow. He was easily the best teacher she had ever had. And then the kiss... her heart began to pulse as she thought of it.
"How stupid was I to refuse?" she berated herself. "He is exactly the type of person I've been looking for, and I pushed him away. What was I thinking?" Lian massaged her temples and tried to find comfort. "I'll tell him as soon as I see him. He did promise to be back in time for the wedding, and he wouldn't break a promise." Lian smiled, the first true smile that had graced her lips in the past eleven days since they had set the wedding date. She sprang from the floor and made her way down to the main hall, where she there ran into one of the young maids.
"Excuse me, do you know where King Legolas of Mirkwood is at this time?" she asked.
"I believe I saw him in the gardens Princess," the maid answered timidly. "I could check if you wish."
"No, that will be alright," Lian brushed a few stray strands of her dark hair out of her eyes, "I'll find him myself thank you."
"As you wish your highness," the maid bowed herself away and disappeared down a corridor.
"I hate formalities," Lian thought, "Wait, where have I heard that before?" Then it came back to her. Galen, of course. When she first met him that was what he had said. "It appears that it is completely impossible for me to stop thinking about him!" Lian made her way quickly out to the perfect gardens of Gondor. She stopped only briefly to smell a bough of elanor that was slowly blossoming in the morning sunlight.
It took only a moment to find the King of Mirkwood wandering along the stone paths of the gardens. He would stop every now and again, toughing the bark of the trees that shaded some of the paths. Lian came upon him as he held his hand to the trunk of an old maple. His blue eyes were closed as he seemed to concentrate on the maple, and Lian wondered if she should interrupt him. She did not have to ponder it long though, because Legolas soon withdrew his hand and turned to face her.
"Ah, Princess Lian... to what do I owe the honour?" he smiled warmly at her and Lian thought frantically of how she should word her question.
"I, well, um... You see, it's, um, I, uh..." she trailed off, biting her bottom lip and desperately searching for the right words. Being a king of elves, Legolas had heightened senses, and his wisdom ran deep. He sensed more or less what she wanted to discover, and being a kind soul, decided to save the girl from embarrassment.
"I was just taking a walk about your gardens," he started, "they are very lovely."
"Thank you your highness. The gardeners work very hard to keep them in top shape."
"But that's no way for plants to grow, to be pruned and have their growth stunted."
"I agree entirely sir. Things that are orderly and precise have never been much to my liking. I have always favored the wild forests."
King Legolas sighed happily, "Then you should come to Mirkwood. I wager it would be quite to your liking."
"I imagine it would. But alas, it is not like that I will ever behold the great forests of which so much has been told."
"You have heard much of our forests? By whom, I wonder."
"My father mostly. He tells me what he remembers of when he was a youth not unlike myself. And of when he was older and began to travel. He said that he visited Mirkwood several times, but on what business, I have yet to learn. Dark, mysterious and beautiful is the great forest, said he. And vast as well, though it is a shadow of its former area. And Galen as well talked much of his home, oft did he compare it to Gondor." There Lian broke off, and drifted into her own silent thoughts.
"Yes, Galen loves his home dearly, but he was loath to leave when summoned. It should not be long for his return though, I deem. A fortnight perhaps shall pass ere his return."
"A fortnight?" Lian tried to control the panic in her voice.
"Yes. He had been summoned back to meet with some of the elven princesses that seek his hand in marriage. He must chose a wife, and then he will return here to Gondor." Legolas paused, lowering his voice, "If you would not mind keeping this information to yourself, Princess, but I plan to invite your father and my old friends to travel back with me to Mirkwood for Galen's wedding. And you and your Prince shall be invited too." He smiled gleefully, thinking that this information would no doubt please the young mortal.
Lian's head fairly swam. Galen was to be married? Lian thought that she might die then and there in front of the elven king.
"Of course though, it makes perfect sense," she told herself, "Galen is after all, an elf, and he would want to marry his own kind, a beautiful young elf who could live by his side for all eternity. I've been fooling myself to think that it would be any other way. What my parents have is special, unique to them. With the exception of Beren and Luthien, they will probably be the only mortal and elf ever to marry. Besides, Galen and I hardly knew each other. We spent a couple days together, and what developed could hardly be counted as love. No, it was all an illusion, a trick of my heart. I have spent so much of my time and thought on Galen, that I have barely given poor Prince Eower a second glance. I have been unfair to my betrothed, but no longer! He will have my full attention now and all will work out for the best." Suddenly, Lian was aware that she had stood silent for too long, and bidding farewell to King Legolas, she excused herself form his presence.
Now racing along the stone path to the castle, she dashed towards the throne room. The King and Queen were the only ones present, and seemed to be deep in conversation. Lian was too impatient to notice that however, and she burst in thorough the doors and began talking at once.
"I wish to speak with Prince Eower before the sun has set this day!" she blurted out. Aragorn and Arwen started for a moment, surprised by the sudden outburst of their daughter.
"Certainly Lian, but why the rush?" Aragorn asked.
"I, um I haven't seen him for a long stretch, and I wished to talk with him before the wedding. That's all. Nothing of import, just a silly girl's wish."
They stared a moment longer before nodding, and Lian left their presence, not sure whether to be happy or sad. At the moment, she only felt empty.
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ta da! thats chapter 6 for ya! its pretty short, cause i only had a half an hour today, but oh well. hope its not that bad!
-hollie-