Ok, since I've pretty much been to stupid to add a disclaimer:
I DO NOT OWN ANY of Tolkien's character's!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok, except for Meril and any other one's I make up! Lol, there ya go! ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them.
| |Top of Form [pic][pic][pic][pic][pic] ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them. ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them.Bottom of Form
I DO NOT OWN ANY of Tolkien's character's!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok, except for Meril and any other one's I make up! Lol, there ya go! ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them.
| |Top of Form [pic][pic][pic][pic][pic] ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them. ³How is my daughter?² Elrond arose early the next morning, filled with the desire to know the state Meril was in. The same maid that had checked upon her the night before returned from Meril¹s chambers.
She bowed before Elrond, her blond hair fell like a curtain over her left shoulder. ³Your highness, she seems to be much better than the night before. She has no fever. It seemed to have vanished all so suddenly as if it never even came upon her.²
³Strange.² Elrond walked over to the balcony, his hands resting on the railing. A flock of birds made their way across the haven of Rivendell, dissappearing within the clouds. ³Very strange indeed. I wish to see her.²
³Wish to see whom?² Elrond turned around at the sound of hearing that familiar voice. It stunned him for a short moment, running like ice down his spine. Before him stood his daughter, in perfect health. No sign of sickness was embedded in her features.
³Meril? You are up, on your feet?²
He walked over to her, taking her in his arms. Taking in the sweet scent of her soft hair, Elrond buried his face in it. Meril gave a gentle pat on his back,as little comfort.
³Ada, I am fine...² She pulled back to look at him. The smile spread on her face assured him that she was fine.
³My child, I was so worried. And, to let you know, I wasn¹t the only one in worry. Legolas kept you on his mind also.²
³Did he, ada? How nice of him. His presence still remains in Rivendell, does it not?² Meril tried to play stupid, knowing the answer to her question already.
³My dear, his presence is still among us here. I assume he will linger for a while.²
³And that, I hope for.²
³You¹ve grown quite aquainted to the young prince, I can tell.²
Meril smirked at that. Her hands fidgeted with with the sleeves of her wine colored dress. Elrond knew very well what she hid her face for. She was blushing.
³I guess you could say that, ada. I¹ve become quite attached.² She paused for a moment. ³I am quite glad that we¹ve stumbled upon eachother in Hollin.²
Elrond just stared at her, after that comment. Feeling a wave of tension rise, Meril quickly tried to change the subject.
³Oh! Forgive me for missing your dance last night! I am dearly sorry for missing out.²
³You were ill. You had reasons.² Elrond walked over to one of the large windows, the fairy tale like scenery of Rivendell stretching down below like a great river. Meril followed her father, letting an arm settle onto his shoulder.
Her eyes scanned the scenery down below. Elves were moving swiftly about the streets, as if in great hurry. Indeed, she was missing out on many things. Her voice fell to Elrond¹s keen ears.
³I would like to attend another, before Legolas leaves. You see, he owes me a waltz.²
Elrond tried to avoid the chuckle that began to build itself in his throat. He found amusement in her building attraction to Thranduil¹s son. It pleased him in many ways, atleast she had her heart set on an immortal being.
³I see, we shall arrange one for tonight then.²
Meril clasped her hands together, her face lit up with joy. More and more, she began to remind Elrond of his wife, Meril held the same beauty. She bore her every feature. He smiled down at her, his fair features soft.
³Sounds fair! Thank you ada!²
Meril gave a light kiss on Elrond¹s forehead, then she dissappeared down the hallway, nearly skipping for joy. She picked up her silken skirts, trying to avoid herself from falling flat on her face. Her laughter echoed off the walls, filling all the keen ears of Rivendell. She had a dance to get ready for.
**********
Elrond sank deeply into his throne, looking down upon the dance floor. He felt tired. For nearly over an hour now, he had waited for Meril¹s arrival. She never had a tendency to be late, it began to worry him.
His keen eyes scanned the ever growing crowd of elves. No sign of Legolas either. He tried to calm himself with the thought that Legolas was with her. A promise of safety on Meril¹s part.
*********
Frustrated , Meril pulled out the bottom drawer of her vanity. She frantically searched for the necklace her mother gave her.
Oh by Eru! This cannot be happening!
Her hands dug mercilessly through the clutter of jewelry, until her fingers stumbled upon the familiar shape of a rose.
³There it is!² Meril dangled the necklace before her eyes. A blood tinted rose hanging for dear life onto a silver chain. She quickly placed it about her slender neck. It matched her midnight black dress to perfection. Her features appeared more dramatic, her hair hung in full, lush curls, clinging to her back.
She spun in a small circle, watching her reflection glitter in the mirror. Her happyness seemed to gleam about her. She felt her heart flutter, as if it were a caged butterfly. Tonight, her presence would be brought into the light once more. No longer would she be forced to hide between shadow and secret.
There was a light knock on her door.
³Come in.²
To her command, the door softly squeeked. Legolas stepped up behind her. Meril watched his reflection approach in her mirror. She did not turn around.
³My prince, how wonderful to see thee.² She studied his silver tunic. It somehow brought out the color of his eyes. They were like saphires. Like ice.
Legolas bowed. ³¹Quel undome. I see you are nearly ready.²
³Yes,² Meril turned to face him. ³Father¹s probably worried about me. I promised to be at his dance tonight, andI fear I am already late.²
³Indeed. Nearly an hour milady.²
She laughed quietly. ³ I see, I must hurry then. Being that you owe me a waltz.²
³Aye, I have not forgotten.² Legolas sported a smug smirk.
Meril walked over to him, softly poking him on the nose. ³You better not have. Or else I shall have my father¹s men seek thee out, bring you back to me, and I shall have my waltz.²
³Very well, princess.² Legolas laughed, as she wove her arm through his. ³Now, my prince, you shall escort me to my father¹s grand ball room. Thy presence comforts me.²
Her commend took a sudden surprise upon him. He raised his brow at her, trying to stay as calm and casual as possible. Inside, his heart skipped a beat.
³Is that so?²
³Certainly.² Meril nodded, her curls bouncing up and down a gainst her cheek. ³But, let us not make haste of such conversation. Tonight I want to live as normal as possible.²
*********
Worry began to spin itself in Elrond¹s chest. Meril¹s absence began to grow heavier on his mind. He rose from his throne, ready to alarm his guards, when suddenly his daughter walked in with Legolas at her side.
She sent an assuring smile his way, convincing him that all was well. Pleased with her being near, Elrond lowered himself back down. He nodded his head her direction, smiling.
³My father seems to be happy to find you as my escort for this evening.² Meril whispered to Legolas.
³Really.²
³Yes, really.² Meril moved infront of him and planted her feet in place. Her eyes captured his, a mesmerizing melody rose from the background.
³Dance with me?² Her voice pleaded to him tenderly. He had not the desire to bring himself to ever say no to such a sweet, serenading voice. His hand took hers, leading her into the large crowd of dancing couples.
He held her the same way he did the first time they danced. Yet this time his gripped seemed more gentle. Meril drew herself as close to him as she could, feeling his warmth radiate off onto her.
She felt as if she were treading on petals. Dancing within heaven¹s highest clouds. Legolas¹ presence filled her stomache with butterflies. They fluttered wildly within their cage. Her heart battered wildly against her bones, threatening to shatter them at any moment.
His eyes never left her face. He was engraving a mental image of her beauty to remind himself of her when he sat on his lonely throne in Mirkwood.
³Do you think our meeting was by chance?² His breath brushed the side of her neck, causing her skin to tingle. She pressed her face against his shoulder, her eyes half closed.
³Who could tell? Many questions are often left unanswered. Yet, heed my words, prince, there is a reason for everything.²
³Then our meeting has a reason to it.²
³Certainly. Yet, if you were to question what, your answer would not so quickly arrive.²
³Then I¹ll disover my own answers, even if I have to seek for them.²
³I believe you. I have become a witness of your burning determination.² Meril raised her head, and winked at him.
A mild chuckle emerged from him. ³I got what I wanted.²
³Certainly you did! Yet, is that all that your heart desires?²
Her question sent him into a state of silence. His gaze lingered upon her, for once, he was at a loss of words and decided on continuing the dance with nothing but the serendading music between them.Bottom of Form