Authors notes: - Thank you for the great reviews. This might get slightly
AU ish as I don't really know the whole history of middle earth so I made
it up to suit my story.
Chapter 6 "Well that went well." Legolas muttered to himself as he escorted his friends out of the room.
"I will show you to your guest quarters" he said setting off through the marble halls. His shocked friends followed slowly. Gimli was seething at the insults that the elven king disposed on him.
"I am sorry Gimli. We have not had many dealings with friendly dwarfs. The hatred between elves and dwarfs runs deep here. We will leave if it makes you uncomfortable." He stopped and turned to face the group.
"I apologise for my father's words." He sighed and Aragorn saw a great weariness pass across his friends face. One that showed his age and a great tiredness that accompanied a people who had to fight for the survival of their realm every day.
"The darkness that has affected our land has taken its toll on everyone. My father has taken solace in wine.the wine has." Legolas fumbled for words. Aragorn stepped forward resting a hand on his friends shoulder.
"You have no need to explain to us. We are here for you not your father. We will not judge you by his words or his actions. You are our friend."
Legolas smiled. "Thank you Aragorn," he said gratefully.
"So what do you think of the palace?" the elf visibly brightened as he walked over to the balcony that ran down one side of the hall. The balcony looked down on a courtyard. Ivy ran around the marble columns that supported the balcony. It's small white and pink flowers leaned towards the sun blazing down on the courtyard. A stream ran through the courtyard and was lined with tall weeping willows. Soft emerald grass covered the ground.
"It's lovely." Frodo said joining the elf gazing at the trees moving slightly in the warm breeze.
"Aye after dinner I will take you to the see the waterfalls that are just outside the grounds of the palace. They are glorious in the moonlight with the fire flies." Gimli couldn't help but smile at his friend's delight at being home. Aragorn forced a smile when the elf looked at him. Inside he was worried. He knew that the meeting with Legolas's father wouldn't go well. He knew Thranduil and knew what his relationship with his son was like. Legolas was going to get into trouble for speaking out against his father.
"Aragorn." Gimli said. He looked up to see the dwarf indicating that the others had moved off. He hurried to catch up.
"I thought the hobbits in fact all of you would like rooms close to the ground." Legolas said as he opened the wooden oak door. The hobbits gasped. The room was beautiful. There were 4 beds covered in crisp white sheets and cream throws. A huge open balcony overlooked the courtyard they passed previously. A warm wind moved through the room with a scent of honey.
"Warm baths have been drawn for you in the bathing rooms at the end of the hall. A maid will collect you for dinner. I will meet you there."
The hobbits bounced in the room excited that they were sleeping in real beds for the first time in what felt like forever and in an elven palace as well.
Legolas led Gimli and Aragorn to their rooms, which were the next ones down the hall.
"Legolas please stay a minute." Aragorn said as he stepped inside his room. The elf nodded and closed the door. He waited patiently for his friend to say whatever was on his mind. Aragorn took off his cloak and laid it on the bed with his weapons.
"What is troubling you my friend?" Legolas asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Your father. He is very angry at you." Aragorn said. Legolas smiled.
"Aye he is but it is not the first time we have had our disagreements and it will not be the last. Do not worry for me my friend."
Aragorn sighed.
"The things he said."
"It was in the heat of the moment Aragorn. Now if that is all I have things to attend to. Rest my friend and I will see you at dinner." The elf smiled turned and left.
**** Oilnir paused as an uneasy feeling settled upon his mind. He paused and looked at the dark trees of Mirkwood. Ever since he started the patrol he felt that something was watching him. He whistled and waited for an answer from another one of the patrolling elves. None came. That was unusual. He whistled again but still no reply came. A low hissing began echoing through the trees. Quickly Oilnir drew his bow and notched an arrow. He whirled sensing something behind him. There was nothing, he turned back to the path and there stood directly in front of him was something that could only be described as hideous. It smiled and fangs appeared. Before he could cry out the thing jumped on him and its shriek was the last thing he heard.
Chapter 6 "Well that went well." Legolas muttered to himself as he escorted his friends out of the room.
"I will show you to your guest quarters" he said setting off through the marble halls. His shocked friends followed slowly. Gimli was seething at the insults that the elven king disposed on him.
"I am sorry Gimli. We have not had many dealings with friendly dwarfs. The hatred between elves and dwarfs runs deep here. We will leave if it makes you uncomfortable." He stopped and turned to face the group.
"I apologise for my father's words." He sighed and Aragorn saw a great weariness pass across his friends face. One that showed his age and a great tiredness that accompanied a people who had to fight for the survival of their realm every day.
"The darkness that has affected our land has taken its toll on everyone. My father has taken solace in wine.the wine has." Legolas fumbled for words. Aragorn stepped forward resting a hand on his friends shoulder.
"You have no need to explain to us. We are here for you not your father. We will not judge you by his words or his actions. You are our friend."
Legolas smiled. "Thank you Aragorn," he said gratefully.
"So what do you think of the palace?" the elf visibly brightened as he walked over to the balcony that ran down one side of the hall. The balcony looked down on a courtyard. Ivy ran around the marble columns that supported the balcony. It's small white and pink flowers leaned towards the sun blazing down on the courtyard. A stream ran through the courtyard and was lined with tall weeping willows. Soft emerald grass covered the ground.
"It's lovely." Frodo said joining the elf gazing at the trees moving slightly in the warm breeze.
"Aye after dinner I will take you to the see the waterfalls that are just outside the grounds of the palace. They are glorious in the moonlight with the fire flies." Gimli couldn't help but smile at his friend's delight at being home. Aragorn forced a smile when the elf looked at him. Inside he was worried. He knew that the meeting with Legolas's father wouldn't go well. He knew Thranduil and knew what his relationship with his son was like. Legolas was going to get into trouble for speaking out against his father.
"Aragorn." Gimli said. He looked up to see the dwarf indicating that the others had moved off. He hurried to catch up.
"I thought the hobbits in fact all of you would like rooms close to the ground." Legolas said as he opened the wooden oak door. The hobbits gasped. The room was beautiful. There were 4 beds covered in crisp white sheets and cream throws. A huge open balcony overlooked the courtyard they passed previously. A warm wind moved through the room with a scent of honey.
"Warm baths have been drawn for you in the bathing rooms at the end of the hall. A maid will collect you for dinner. I will meet you there."
The hobbits bounced in the room excited that they were sleeping in real beds for the first time in what felt like forever and in an elven palace as well.
Legolas led Gimli and Aragorn to their rooms, which were the next ones down the hall.
"Legolas please stay a minute." Aragorn said as he stepped inside his room. The elf nodded and closed the door. He waited patiently for his friend to say whatever was on his mind. Aragorn took off his cloak and laid it on the bed with his weapons.
"What is troubling you my friend?" Legolas asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Your father. He is very angry at you." Aragorn said. Legolas smiled.
"Aye he is but it is not the first time we have had our disagreements and it will not be the last. Do not worry for me my friend."
Aragorn sighed.
"The things he said."
"It was in the heat of the moment Aragorn. Now if that is all I have things to attend to. Rest my friend and I will see you at dinner." The elf smiled turned and left.
**** Oilnir paused as an uneasy feeling settled upon his mind. He paused and looked at the dark trees of Mirkwood. Ever since he started the patrol he felt that something was watching him. He whistled and waited for an answer from another one of the patrolling elves. None came. That was unusual. He whistled again but still no reply came. A low hissing began echoing through the trees. Quickly Oilnir drew his bow and notched an arrow. He whirled sensing something behind him. There was nothing, he turned back to the path and there stood directly in front of him was something that could only be described as hideous. It smiled and fangs appeared. Before he could cry out the thing jumped on him and its shriek was the last thing he heard.