A Horrid Twist of Fate
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters except Ilisis and Nasaya.
"Well, say it."
"I, Legolas Greenleaf . . ." – he bit his lip, not really wanting to say it. However, the thought of his revenge changed that – "admit that Ilisis Ravenstar is a better swordsman than me," he shouted. "But that she shall never be a better archer than me because, certain body parts of her's shall forever get in the way," he finished off, half laughing.
"You pervert!" she cried, tackling him to the floor and punching him repeatedly.
"Ow, my hair!" "Get off me!" "My eye!"
When Ilisis finally let up, Legolas was almost unrecognizable. Numerous bruises mottled his face and neck, and there was a particularly big one on his right eye. His lip was split and his nose crooked. Ilisis got up and turned around. There was a gaggle of elf-maidens, all in goggle-eyed shock.
"Well, you have them to take care of you," said Ilisis sarcastically.
She walked down the staircase as the elf-maidens rushed towards Legolas. Ilisis heard many cries of "Oh, Prince Legolas, you're hurt". As if that weren't obvious, she thought sarcastically.
She entered her chambers, quite satisfied with herself. Though none of the damage is permanent, unfortunately. But it certainly wouldn't do to be banished from Mirkwood for permanently scarring the prince. So I'll just have to be satisfied with the occasional bruise.
"Milady?" It was Nasaya, her maid and only friend.
"How could you do that?" she asked in surprise. "King Thranduil could banish you."
"Of course he won't."
"But think of how many other maidens would of wanted him to be thinking those thoughts about them."
"That's positively disgusting and it was absolutely lewd."
"Well he is the prince after all," Nasaya replied. "And he has very good looks," she added.
"You think Leafylegs is handsome?! You don't like him in THAT way, do you?"
Nasaya giggled. "I do, just a little" she admitted. "But before you go about persecuting me, remember that practically every elf-maiden in Mirkwood does too."
"How can every other elf-maiden besides me like disgusting, perverted Leafylegs?!" "He's positively lewd!"
"Well I think you two would make a cute pair."
"Me with Leafylegs?!" "Never!" "He's conceited, annoying, vain, and is nothing like me."
"You are quite vain about your looks at certain times."
"But nothing like him," she said. "Oh, my hair. There's dirt on my face," she said in a high pitched voice, imitating Legolas. The two elf-maidens giggled.
"Well then if you don't like Prince Legolas, you're waiting for another handsome elf, aren't you?" said Nasaya.
"Yes, but it seems like I shall never meet that elf here; I shall have to travel to Rivendell."
"Why is that?"
"You know, it's my hair. Every single elf and elf-maiden in Mirkwood has golden hair, except for me, and you know how golden hair is prized in beauty here. And my hair is the complete opposite. It's as black as the night!"
"I think it becomes you. You would look strange with golden hair. Besides, I think Anodean has been gazing quite intently at you for a while.
"Really?"
"Yes," said Nasaya. "But it's time to prepare for the banquet tonight."
Nasaya helped her into her gown of delicate silver silk. It had delicate web-like embroidery all over it. Nasaya made two thin braids above her ears and combed part of her hair back. She secured it all with a silver clasp in the shape of the curling leaf. The clasp was engraved swirls and curlicues and had rubies set at the ends. She let the long ends of the braids and thin silver chains attached to the clasp hang down.
"You're ready now," said Nasaya. Ilisis put on the slippers and walked out of her chambers and towards the banquet hall. I can't wait to see Leafylegs she thought wickedly. She entered the banquet hall. As she passed the table reserved for the elf-maidens of the lower nobility, she heard many whisperings of her name. She continued on towards the High Table. She sat down next to her parents. Legolas sat next to his parents and brothers, at the head of the table. She smirked, quite satisfied with herself that the bruise around his right eye was still there, though unfortunately, the other bruises had been healed, his lip was whole and his nose was now straight. She received a smirk from Legolas. As if he can get me. Ha! The food was served and Ilisis ate, forgetting about Legolas. When the banquet was over, her parents asked to speak with her.
She followed them into one of the libraries. Then she spotted the King and Queen, and unfortunately, Legolas.
A/N: Please, please, please review. What could they possibly want to talk to her about? Though I think you already know *He, he*