Arwen dashed through the halls of Rivendell with the enthusiasm of a
small child. Youthful excitement carried her fleeting through the corridors
and down the stairways. As she turned the corner, Arwen nearly collided
with her father.
"Amin hiritha I'm sorry," Arwen yelled behind her as she bolted further down the hallway.
Elrond shook his head and chuckled, it's been long since he's seen his daughter this happy.
The Eveningstar blazed through Imladris, people in the corridors stopping to watched the elven princess, all of them well aware of what drove her on like this. Finally, Arwen came to a stop before the gates of Rivendell, just in time to see a blond elf dismount his horse.
"Legolas!" Arwen cried, nearly jumping up and down with joy.
The prince of Greenwood grinned as Arwen leapt into his arms.
"I missed you so much!" she cried.
"I missed you too," Legolas chuckled.
She took his hand and led him down the road, "Father's been a complete mess preparing for the feast."
Legolas laughed, "I'm not surprised, this is going to be the largest gathering in Middle-Earth for centuries."
The two looked ahead to see the Twin Stars of Rivendell walking down the road.
"Legolas!" Elrohir called, the two met, clasping each other's arms in a warrior's greeting.
"I'm so glad you came," Elrohir began as they continued down the path, "Elendae is coming, she's arriving tomorrow!"
Legolas smiled, "So I finally get to meet this 'amazing elf' that you keep telling me about."
Arwen laughed, "It's true, ever since they met in Lothlorien, Elrohir has been babbling for days on end."
Elladan nodded, "But even I have yet to meet her, if one didn't know better they'd think she was a figment of dear Elrohir's imagination."
Everyone laughed with the exception of Elrohir, who shot his brother an indignant look, before muttering "Lle naa 'ksh you are evil"
* * *
Legolas, smoothed down his silk robes and placed a simple silver diadem on his head, a symbol of his rank in Mirkwood. The elven prince departed from his room and proceeded to the main hall of Rivendell, where guests were already flooding in.
The flaxen-haired elf made his way to where Arwen was conversing with the twin stars.
"Vedui greetings," Legolas approached the three elves.
Arwen turned to the sound of his voice, "Elrohir was just telling us of when he met Elendae," she said with a forced smile, "for the thousandth time," she added.
"I think I see her!" Elrohir cried and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
* * *
"Elendae!" the dark-haired prince called. A beautiful blond elf turned, a smile spreading across her fair face as she caught sight of Elrohir.
"Coramin lindua ele lle My heart sings to see thee" she greeted, running to his arms.
"It's been too long since I've seen you!" Elrohir said, embracing her. He took her hand, "You must meet my brother, Elladan, and my sister too. My best friend is also here, his name is Legolas, you'll love him!"
What the enthusiastic elven prince failed to notice was the look of horror the imprinted on her face upon hearing his last words. . .
Author's note: Sorry it's been a long time since I promised you the prequel- wayyyy too many tests ; ). I mean for this story to take place centuries before the fellowship set out on their quest- in other words long before most of the fellowship was born. Tell me what you think so far!
"Amin hiritha I'm sorry," Arwen yelled behind her as she bolted further down the hallway.
Elrond shook his head and chuckled, it's been long since he's seen his daughter this happy.
The Eveningstar blazed through Imladris, people in the corridors stopping to watched the elven princess, all of them well aware of what drove her on like this. Finally, Arwen came to a stop before the gates of Rivendell, just in time to see a blond elf dismount his horse.
"Legolas!" Arwen cried, nearly jumping up and down with joy.
The prince of Greenwood grinned as Arwen leapt into his arms.
"I missed you so much!" she cried.
"I missed you too," Legolas chuckled.
She took his hand and led him down the road, "Father's been a complete mess preparing for the feast."
Legolas laughed, "I'm not surprised, this is going to be the largest gathering in Middle-Earth for centuries."
The two looked ahead to see the Twin Stars of Rivendell walking down the road.
"Legolas!" Elrohir called, the two met, clasping each other's arms in a warrior's greeting.
"I'm so glad you came," Elrohir began as they continued down the path, "Elendae is coming, she's arriving tomorrow!"
Legolas smiled, "So I finally get to meet this 'amazing elf' that you keep telling me about."
Arwen laughed, "It's true, ever since they met in Lothlorien, Elrohir has been babbling for days on end."
Elladan nodded, "But even I have yet to meet her, if one didn't know better they'd think she was a figment of dear Elrohir's imagination."
Everyone laughed with the exception of Elrohir, who shot his brother an indignant look, before muttering "Lle naa 'ksh you are evil"
* * *
Legolas, smoothed down his silk robes and placed a simple silver diadem on his head, a symbol of his rank in Mirkwood. The elven prince departed from his room and proceeded to the main hall of Rivendell, where guests were already flooding in.
The flaxen-haired elf made his way to where Arwen was conversing with the twin stars.
"Vedui greetings," Legolas approached the three elves.
Arwen turned to the sound of his voice, "Elrohir was just telling us of when he met Elendae," she said with a forced smile, "for the thousandth time," she added.
"I think I see her!" Elrohir cried and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
* * *
"Elendae!" the dark-haired prince called. A beautiful blond elf turned, a smile spreading across her fair face as she caught sight of Elrohir.
"Coramin lindua ele lle My heart sings to see thee" she greeted, running to his arms.
"It's been too long since I've seen you!" Elrohir said, embracing her. He took her hand, "You must meet my brother, Elladan, and my sister too. My best friend is also here, his name is Legolas, you'll love him!"
What the enthusiastic elven prince failed to notice was the look of horror the imprinted on her face upon hearing his last words. . .
Author's note: Sorry it's been a long time since I promised you the prequel- wayyyy too many tests ; ). I mean for this story to take place centuries before the fellowship set out on their quest- in other words long before most of the fellowship was born. Tell me what you think so far!