[UPDATED!! Like, heck, with one sentence changed.]
I don't own Lord of the Rings, the elvish language but I do own some stuff. Some.
CATHAIN-DRAG-WOLF: Thanks to my first reviewer and sorry if it was confusing. I will re-read and explain. I kinda wrote that first chapter in a rush. (So excited! Busting with ideas!) Once again, sorry.
LASERA & ANDEL: You like? Oh thanks! ^_^ You are so nice! And yes, I will check your stuff out. Haha, I just thought it would be interesting if Legolas rejected someone. BUT, he is going to fall in love with someone in the end, and that's all I'll say. MWAAA! Am I giving too much away? Nah…
ALEXISRAYETTE: Glad your liking so far. (I'm not too sure… ^_^;) Um, and when you say, don't make it gigantic, do you mean chapter wise, or whole story wise? Just asking, misa kinda not in good thinking condition today…
Thanks for reviewing guys, It WILL help me in future writing stuff. Like this chapter! I'll try and improve but don't yell at me if I don't. Misa is veeeeery fragile. ::sucks thumb::
A Simple Love Story
(Last time, Legolas didn't want to get married so he ran away [poor guy!] but while running away from his men, he fell off a cliff. He awoke to find himself in a cave…)
"What do you MEAN, you cannot find him?!? Lurter, ANSWER ME!!!"
King Thranduil clutched his golden staff in anger. His blue eyes narrowed down and his nostrils flared in rage. Lurter lowered his head to the ground in respect for King.
"Please King Thranduil, we…we-uh…we just sort of lost him. When we got to the top of the cliff, he wasn't there. And we looked down, we didn't see his body or anything…"
The two were outside on a large circular platform made of stone slabs. King Thranduil was sitting on an outdoor wooden throne lined with gold while Lurter was down on one knee in front of him. The trees that secluded the area weren't as tall as the forest trees, but were thick and bushy so no one could see through them.
Thranduil grimaced and looked away from the pitiful guard. He spoke in a low voice.
"The Lady Forfiwen will NOT be pleased to hear that her betrothed one has run away. Aiya! Sut amin caela umarth![1]"
Lurter cautiously raised his head, ignoring the King's last remark.
"But sire, we do not need to inform her of the truth yet, do we? Oh but uh, for HER sake, of course…" and he quickly looked down again before his King saw him.
Thranduil sighed, rose to from his seat and took a few steps away, his staff not touching the ground till he stopped.
"No, we will NOT lie, if that is what you mean. Elves, do not lie-"
The King emphasized the word 'Elves' to make himself feel greater.
"Oh no, my Lord! Of course not!" Lurter's head shot up. "But, we could tell the Lady that Prince Legolas has been… 'held up' …and as soon as he returns the celebration WILL go ahead accordingly. It is not a lie, it is the vague truth. It would relieve the Lady and all will go well. IF, you allow it, oh great one."
Lurter made sure that he stayed on the King's good side, by praising him until it made him sick.
Thranduil sighed and looked toward the sky as if he was asking the heavens for advice. After a long silence, he spoke not moving from his position.
"Oh Lurter. Once again, your clever idea seems to please me…"
Lurter gave a cunning smile.
The cave was lit but not with fire. Legolas knew there was no fire as there was no smoke or warmth. He shivered. But the light. It was like…a glow? It seemed to come from the opposite corner of where Legolas was situated. But Legolas concentrated on the woman, her blue eyes focusing straight back into his.
"You are awake now…" she smiled at him warmly.
'She is quite a beauty…'
Just as Legolas was about to flood her with questions a throbbing pain in his right arm stopped him. It felt like the after-effect of an orq's grasp: strong and damn painful. He breathed in sharply through his teeth breaking eye contact with the beautiful elf. He grabbed his right bicep with his left hand but was surprised when he felt his own skin and soft material around it.
A dusty white bandage was wound around his naked arm and he suddenly realised he couldn't feel his tunic or cloak or any clothes for that matter.
The elven woman looked away suddenly, blushing madly.
Legolas hesitantly looked down at himself, his bare muscular chest reflecting whatever light was in the cave.
He gasped and suddenly sat up, with his back against the wall of the cave. He had the blanket tight around him, neck-high and was thankful it was long and covered him totally.
The elf still wasn't looking at him as she hid shyly behind her hair.
'How could she?!? I have my pride!'
But no one uttered a sound as both were equally embarrassed.
Legolas shuffled a bit, uncomfortable with the grass-covered ground below his…
He gasped again.
'Am I…am I wearing any…?'
He swallowed and very slowly looked under the lifted ash brown blanket.
To Be Continued.
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[1] Aiya! Sut amin caela umarth! = Oh! How I have bad luck!
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Ahahahaha. Poor Legolas! Is he…..DRUM ROLL…..(best macho voice) NAKEY?!?!?
You'll see in the next chapter! :: grins devilishly::
A very, VERY short chapter. Oh well, anything to please the readers, ne? Actually, I'm not even sure if this is what Alexis meant. Ehehe, misa need vacation. -_-;
Oh my gosh! I just realised I haven't revealed the name of the mysterious elf lady yet! Heck! This chapter was so empty! ::cries but stops as soon she thinks about Legolas in…::
I'm sorry! But I promise, the next chapter will have way more stuff in it than this one! I'M SORRY! ::falls down onto knees. Gets back up:: Yeah, yeah, go review~
-Raika Lanat. [Wrong Clothes]
I don't own Lord of the Rings, the elvish language but I do own some stuff. Some.
CATHAIN-DRAG-WOLF: Thanks to my first reviewer and sorry if it was confusing. I will re-read and explain. I kinda wrote that first chapter in a rush. (So excited! Busting with ideas!) Once again, sorry.
LASERA & ANDEL: You like? Oh thanks! ^_^ You are so nice! And yes, I will check your stuff out. Haha, I just thought it would be interesting if Legolas rejected someone. BUT, he is going to fall in love with someone in the end, and that's all I'll say. MWAAA! Am I giving too much away? Nah…
ALEXISRAYETTE: Glad your liking so far. (I'm not too sure… ^_^;) Um, and when you say, don't make it gigantic, do you mean chapter wise, or whole story wise? Just asking, misa kinda not in good thinking condition today…
Thanks for reviewing guys, It WILL help me in future writing stuff. Like this chapter! I'll try and improve but don't yell at me if I don't. Misa is veeeeery fragile. ::sucks thumb::
A Simple Love Story
(Last time, Legolas didn't want to get married so he ran away [poor guy!] but while running away from his men, he fell off a cliff. He awoke to find himself in a cave…)
"What do you MEAN, you cannot find him?!? Lurter, ANSWER ME!!!"
King Thranduil clutched his golden staff in anger. His blue eyes narrowed down and his nostrils flared in rage. Lurter lowered his head to the ground in respect for King.
"Please King Thranduil, we…we-uh…we just sort of lost him. When we got to the top of the cliff, he wasn't there. And we looked down, we didn't see his body or anything…"
The two were outside on a large circular platform made of stone slabs. King Thranduil was sitting on an outdoor wooden throne lined with gold while Lurter was down on one knee in front of him. The trees that secluded the area weren't as tall as the forest trees, but were thick and bushy so no one could see through them.
Thranduil grimaced and looked away from the pitiful guard. He spoke in a low voice.
"The Lady Forfiwen will NOT be pleased to hear that her betrothed one has run away. Aiya! Sut amin caela umarth![1]"
Lurter cautiously raised his head, ignoring the King's last remark.
"But sire, we do not need to inform her of the truth yet, do we? Oh but uh, for HER sake, of course…" and he quickly looked down again before his King saw him.
Thranduil sighed, rose to from his seat and took a few steps away, his staff not touching the ground till he stopped.
"No, we will NOT lie, if that is what you mean. Elves, do not lie-"
The King emphasized the word 'Elves' to make himself feel greater.
"Oh no, my Lord! Of course not!" Lurter's head shot up. "But, we could tell the Lady that Prince Legolas has been… 'held up' …and as soon as he returns the celebration WILL go ahead accordingly. It is not a lie, it is the vague truth. It would relieve the Lady and all will go well. IF, you allow it, oh great one."
Lurter made sure that he stayed on the King's good side, by praising him until it made him sick.
Thranduil sighed and looked toward the sky as if he was asking the heavens for advice. After a long silence, he spoke not moving from his position.
"Oh Lurter. Once again, your clever idea seems to please me…"
Lurter gave a cunning smile.
The cave was lit but not with fire. Legolas knew there was no fire as there was no smoke or warmth. He shivered. But the light. It was like…a glow? It seemed to come from the opposite corner of where Legolas was situated. But Legolas concentrated on the woman, her blue eyes focusing straight back into his.
"You are awake now…" she smiled at him warmly.
'She is quite a beauty…'
Just as Legolas was about to flood her with questions a throbbing pain in his right arm stopped him. It felt like the after-effect of an orq's grasp: strong and damn painful. He breathed in sharply through his teeth breaking eye contact with the beautiful elf. He grabbed his right bicep with his left hand but was surprised when he felt his own skin and soft material around it.
A dusty white bandage was wound around his naked arm and he suddenly realised he couldn't feel his tunic or cloak or any clothes for that matter.
The elven woman looked away suddenly, blushing madly.
Legolas hesitantly looked down at himself, his bare muscular chest reflecting whatever light was in the cave.
He gasped and suddenly sat up, with his back against the wall of the cave. He had the blanket tight around him, neck-high and was thankful it was long and covered him totally.
The elf still wasn't looking at him as she hid shyly behind her hair.
'How could she?!? I have my pride!'
But no one uttered a sound as both were equally embarrassed.
Legolas shuffled a bit, uncomfortable with the grass-covered ground below his…
He gasped again.
'Am I…am I wearing any…?'
He swallowed and very slowly looked under the lifted ash brown blanket.
To Be Continued.
========================================
[1] Aiya! Sut amin caela umarth! = Oh! How I have bad luck!
========================================
Ahahahaha. Poor Legolas! Is he…..DRUM ROLL…..(best macho voice) NAKEY?!?!?
You'll see in the next chapter! :: grins devilishly::
A very, VERY short chapter. Oh well, anything to please the readers, ne? Actually, I'm not even sure if this is what Alexis meant. Ehehe, misa need vacation. -_-;
Oh my gosh! I just realised I haven't revealed the name of the mysterious elf lady yet! Heck! This chapter was so empty! ::cries but stops as soon she thinks about Legolas in…::
I'm sorry! But I promise, the next chapter will have way more stuff in it than this one! I'M SORRY! ::falls down onto knees. Gets back up:: Yeah, yeah, go review~
-Raika Lanat. [Wrong Clothes]