Elendae stopped in her path, quickly seeking excuses.
"What is it?" Elrohir turned around.
"I- er- Everyone is heading to the dining hall, I can meet everyone later. You don't want to miss your father's speech now do you?" Elendae smiled nervously.
Elrohir nodded, "Alright then."
* * *
"Where are they?" Elladan asked, trying to look over the crowds.
"Everyone's heading to the other room, we can find Elrohir later," Arwen said.
Her two companions nodded and the three elves followed the crowd inside.
The dining hall was lavishly decorated. Golden plates and goblets lay set on the gigantic wooden tables. Gold and silver candles were lit in each corner of the room, each sitting in a jewel-studded base. Emerald and gold coloured tapestries hung from the high, domed ceiling. Elves dressed in their finest robes took their seats in each of the high-backed chairs.
The lord of Rivendell sat at the end of the largest table dressed in robes of burgundy laced with gold.
The entire room grew silent as Elrond stood, "Thank you, everyone, for coming. As you all know, we are celebrating our victory over the Gwathond, scourge of the land for nearly a century. We had many allies, but our triumph, by far, could not have been accomplished without the help of Lothlorien." Elrond gestured to Celeborn and Galadriel, seated at his side.
Elendae paid no attention to all that was being said. Her eyes darted from one elf to another, searching madly for Legolas. Finally, she caught sight of the elven prince, Elendae shifted her chair so that she was hidden from sight by a thick pillar.
Before long, the meal ended. Elrohir rose from his seat, offering his arm to Elendae.
"Where are we going?" she asked anxiously.
"To meet my friends, remember?"
Elendae once again searched for some excuse, but none came quickly enough.
"Elrohir!" his name was called from about ten feet away where Elladan, Arwen, and Legolas were approaching.
Elrohir grinned.
"You've been awfully hard to find, Elrohir," Elladan laughed.
"Yes well, I've been a bit preoccupied," Elrohir answered slyly, "Everyone, I want you to meet Elendae."
Elrohir turned around, but no one could be found.
"I believe you were correct in thinking that this Elendae was a product of Elrohir's wild imagination," Legolas said to Elladan.
Elrohir furrowed his brow, then quickly ran out of the room.
The three elves he left behind looked confusedly at each other, "Perhaps we should follow him," Elrohir suggested. Legolas and Arwen nodded.
* * *
Elrohir made his way outside, keen elven eyes scanning the horizon. He darted to the stables, catching sight of a blond elf.
"Elendae!" Elrohir called, catching up to her, "where are you going?"
"I- I must return home," she stumbled.
Elrohir looked at her worriedly, "You haven't been quite yourself all night, what's wrong?"
She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak, "I- it's nothing."
Elrohir shook his head, "Don't lie. You know you can tell me anything, now what's wrong?"
She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by a call from a distance, "Elrohir!"
Elladan came running up, closely followed by Legolas and Arwen.
Elrohir looked up at the intrusion in their conversation, he sighed, "Everyone, this is Elendae."
Elladan and Arwen greeted her warmly, but it didn't take long for the elves to notice Legolas' silence.
Legolas looked from Elrohir to Elendae, the latter of which was looking at him pleadingly.
He swallowed, "It is an honor to meet the one that has captured Elrohir's heart."
A look of gratitude spread across her face.
"Come on you two, why don't we head back inside?" Elladan suggested.
"You three can go ahead, we'll catch up to you," Elrohir replied, hinting to his brother.
Elladan nodded. "Wait," Elendae said quickly, turning to Elrohir, "we can continue our conversation later, why don't we just go on with them?"
Elrohir sighed, "fine then," he nodded. The five elves head back out of the garden, Legolas and Elendae purposely trailing behind.
"Why are you here?" Legolas muttered.
"Elrohir invited me," she whispered back.
"You know that's not what I mean, you should be nowhere near this land," he hissed.
She snapped her head around, "We'll talk about this later!" With that, she ran ahead and took her place by Elrohir.
"What is it?" Elrohir turned around.
"I- er- Everyone is heading to the dining hall, I can meet everyone later. You don't want to miss your father's speech now do you?" Elendae smiled nervously.
Elrohir nodded, "Alright then."
* * *
"Where are they?" Elladan asked, trying to look over the crowds.
"Everyone's heading to the other room, we can find Elrohir later," Arwen said.
Her two companions nodded and the three elves followed the crowd inside.
The dining hall was lavishly decorated. Golden plates and goblets lay set on the gigantic wooden tables. Gold and silver candles were lit in each corner of the room, each sitting in a jewel-studded base. Emerald and gold coloured tapestries hung from the high, domed ceiling. Elves dressed in their finest robes took their seats in each of the high-backed chairs.
The lord of Rivendell sat at the end of the largest table dressed in robes of burgundy laced with gold.
The entire room grew silent as Elrond stood, "Thank you, everyone, for coming. As you all know, we are celebrating our victory over the Gwathond, scourge of the land for nearly a century. We had many allies, but our triumph, by far, could not have been accomplished without the help of Lothlorien." Elrond gestured to Celeborn and Galadriel, seated at his side.
Elendae paid no attention to all that was being said. Her eyes darted from one elf to another, searching madly for Legolas. Finally, she caught sight of the elven prince, Elendae shifted her chair so that she was hidden from sight by a thick pillar.
Before long, the meal ended. Elrohir rose from his seat, offering his arm to Elendae.
"Where are we going?" she asked anxiously.
"To meet my friends, remember?"
Elendae once again searched for some excuse, but none came quickly enough.
"Elrohir!" his name was called from about ten feet away where Elladan, Arwen, and Legolas were approaching.
Elrohir grinned.
"You've been awfully hard to find, Elrohir," Elladan laughed.
"Yes well, I've been a bit preoccupied," Elrohir answered slyly, "Everyone, I want you to meet Elendae."
Elrohir turned around, but no one could be found.
"I believe you were correct in thinking that this Elendae was a product of Elrohir's wild imagination," Legolas said to Elladan.
Elrohir furrowed his brow, then quickly ran out of the room.
The three elves he left behind looked confusedly at each other, "Perhaps we should follow him," Elrohir suggested. Legolas and Arwen nodded.
* * *
Elrohir made his way outside, keen elven eyes scanning the horizon. He darted to the stables, catching sight of a blond elf.
"Elendae!" Elrohir called, catching up to her, "where are you going?"
"I- I must return home," she stumbled.
Elrohir looked at her worriedly, "You haven't been quite yourself all night, what's wrong?"
She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak, "I- it's nothing."
Elrohir shook his head, "Don't lie. You know you can tell me anything, now what's wrong?"
She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by a call from a distance, "Elrohir!"
Elladan came running up, closely followed by Legolas and Arwen.
Elrohir looked up at the intrusion in their conversation, he sighed, "Everyone, this is Elendae."
Elladan and Arwen greeted her warmly, but it didn't take long for the elves to notice Legolas' silence.
Legolas looked from Elrohir to Elendae, the latter of which was looking at him pleadingly.
He swallowed, "It is an honor to meet the one that has captured Elrohir's heart."
A look of gratitude spread across her face.
"Come on you two, why don't we head back inside?" Elladan suggested.
"You three can go ahead, we'll catch up to you," Elrohir replied, hinting to his brother.
Elladan nodded. "Wait," Elendae said quickly, turning to Elrohir, "we can continue our conversation later, why don't we just go on with them?"
Elrohir sighed, "fine then," he nodded. The five elves head back out of the garden, Legolas and Elendae purposely trailing behind.
"Why are you here?" Legolas muttered.
"Elrohir invited me," she whispered back.
"You know that's not what I mean, you should be nowhere near this land," he hissed.
She snapped her head around, "We'll talk about this later!" With that, she ran ahead and took her place by Elrohir.