author: Jetty
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter Nine: Testing
Nendili and Legolas walked down to dinner together without speaking. Legolas was happy just enjoying her company, and Nendili had too much to think about. In the day and one half that she had been in this odd land she'd learnt more confusing things about herself than she thought possible. She was an elf, from another world, and now she was a talent about to set out on a voyage she had no idea about until a few hours ago. Damn this place was so tiring without her realizing it. She stifled a yawn and chanced a sideways glance at Legolas. He was indeed handsome, in that muscular yet fragile sort of way. His delicate fingers were intertwined with her own in a way that radiated caring and love. But it also conveyed that his feelings for her were more than just friendly, he really cared about her...And maybe that he loved her. Nendili wasn't just plagued with questions about how to get home anymore, now she wondered if she really wanted to go home. She couldn't remember anything that she had really cared for in her world other than her family, but she couldn't even remember their names anymore. Suddenly a feeling of fear gripped her heart and she stopped, dead in her tracks. Legolas had stopped too and was gripping her hand more firmly.
"Something evil this way comes..." Nendili whispered without really thinking and then looked up at the elf. He was straining his eyes to see through the now crowded lane. Before another word could be spoken someone at his elbow cleared their throat making both Nendili and Legolas jump. Who could've snuck up on two elves without their hearing him? Only another elf of course.
"Calaquendi! You scared us nearly to ends!" Legolas snapped, stepping out from his protective stance in front of Nendili.
"I beg of you forgiveness Prince Legolas, and Misstress Nendili, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am called Calaquendi." he took her hand, now free from Legolas' grasp and kissed it softly. Nendili blushed from the intimate contact and didn't notice Legolas' grimace. The red haired elf dropped her hand and smiled up at her.
"I was just on my way to dinner and was going to ask you to accompany me, but seeing as you are already going with Prince Legolas..." Nendili flushed and looked at her new silver shoes. Again she missed a lovely exchange of glares between the two.
"I am sure that Legolas wouldn't mind if you were to join us... It's not very kind to allow a nice elf like yourself to sit alone... Right Legolas?" Legolas looked at her with wide eyes, sighed inwardly and nodded.
"Many thanks then to both of you. But I would never impose..." Legolas mumbled something inaudible but Nendili just shook her head.
"I'm inviting you, you are not imposing at all." she smiled and they all began walking toward the Great Hall, Legolas on one side of her and Calaquendi on the other.
*So this is how it is then...* Legolas thought and drew slightly closer to Nendili. *Bring it on Calaquendi... Bring it on.*
(AN: LMFAO...ahaha... I'm rolling in my floor now.)
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They sat down and again ate past their fill. Nendili and Calaquendi discussed their plans for the future before this unplanned involvment in the prophecy. Legolas just sat back and watched with knowing eyes, seeing the way Calaquendi laughed with her and gently brushed his hand against hers... It was making him quite sick actually. He was very pleased when he found an interuption. Gandalf had entered and cleared his throat loudly to get the attention of them all.
"I need to speak with The Four alone, please follow me..." all who had been at the meeting looked to the "forseen four" (an: lmfao), the rest just looked confused. Silently they stood and followed Gandalf out into the courtyard.
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"We begin your testing immediatly!" Gandalf stated slowly, looking at them all.
"First to make sure you are all genuinely talents."
He led them first, to a shallow pit filled with oil drenched cloth. Gandalf dropped a ball of fire from his staff into it.
"Now, the first challenge is of flame. If you are true talents, you will come out of it unscathed..." they all looked at each other uneasily.
"Don't be frightened..."
A sudden trust welled up in Nendili and she calmly stepped forward to the edge of the fire. She tentativly put one hand into it. The flames licked her skin but were cool as the breeze blowing through the valley. She smiled, relieved and began to walk accross the flames. It was only a square of Five feet by Ten. She soon had crossed it and looked back to see that Calaquendi was merely feet behind her. She had the feeling that they would become closer by the end of her adventure. His kind smile and mysterious eyes lured her into a sense of peace and she liked that.
Just as Calaquendi was stepping up out of the flames, two gasps were heard behind him. One belonged to Helca. The other to Feanaro who was now being lifted into the air by the flames. There was a small flash of light, starting between his eyes and quickly swallowing his entire body. Helca rushed to him but was pushed back by the winds that had begun to whip around the pit. The light disappeared and Feanaro was gently let back onto the ground. He had been wearing a white tunic when he had stepped into the pit, but was now adorned in a brilliantly red and black set of robes, with complicated designs up the bell-shaped sleeves and chest. Helca grabbed him and held him tightly to her, silent tears flowing gently down her face.
"Feanaro. Talent of Fire." Gandalf stated nonchalantly, beckoning for them all to follow.
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End of chapter9... wow. lol. You can thank Becka for this update.... lol sorry it took so long! more updates soon i PROMISE!
xoxo
jetty
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter Nine: Testing
Nendili and Legolas walked down to dinner together without speaking. Legolas was happy just enjoying her company, and Nendili had too much to think about. In the day and one half that she had been in this odd land she'd learnt more confusing things about herself than she thought possible. She was an elf, from another world, and now she was a talent about to set out on a voyage she had no idea about until a few hours ago. Damn this place was so tiring without her realizing it. She stifled a yawn and chanced a sideways glance at Legolas. He was indeed handsome, in that muscular yet fragile sort of way. His delicate fingers were intertwined with her own in a way that radiated caring and love. But it also conveyed that his feelings for her were more than just friendly, he really cared about her...And maybe that he loved her. Nendili wasn't just plagued with questions about how to get home anymore, now she wondered if she really wanted to go home. She couldn't remember anything that she had really cared for in her world other than her family, but she couldn't even remember their names anymore. Suddenly a feeling of fear gripped her heart and she stopped, dead in her tracks. Legolas had stopped too and was gripping her hand more firmly.
"Something evil this way comes..." Nendili whispered without really thinking and then looked up at the elf. He was straining his eyes to see through the now crowded lane. Before another word could be spoken someone at his elbow cleared their throat making both Nendili and Legolas jump. Who could've snuck up on two elves without their hearing him? Only another elf of course.
"Calaquendi! You scared us nearly to ends!" Legolas snapped, stepping out from his protective stance in front of Nendili.
"I beg of you forgiveness Prince Legolas, and Misstress Nendili, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am called Calaquendi." he took her hand, now free from Legolas' grasp and kissed it softly. Nendili blushed from the intimate contact and didn't notice Legolas' grimace. The red haired elf dropped her hand and smiled up at her.
"I was just on my way to dinner and was going to ask you to accompany me, but seeing as you are already going with Prince Legolas..." Nendili flushed and looked at her new silver shoes. Again she missed a lovely exchange of glares between the two.
"I am sure that Legolas wouldn't mind if you were to join us... It's not very kind to allow a nice elf like yourself to sit alone... Right Legolas?" Legolas looked at her with wide eyes, sighed inwardly and nodded.
"Many thanks then to both of you. But I would never impose..." Legolas mumbled something inaudible but Nendili just shook her head.
"I'm inviting you, you are not imposing at all." she smiled and they all began walking toward the Great Hall, Legolas on one side of her and Calaquendi on the other.
*So this is how it is then...* Legolas thought and drew slightly closer to Nendili. *Bring it on Calaquendi... Bring it on.*
(AN: LMFAO...ahaha... I'm rolling in my floor now.)
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They sat down and again ate past their fill. Nendili and Calaquendi discussed their plans for the future before this unplanned involvment in the prophecy. Legolas just sat back and watched with knowing eyes, seeing the way Calaquendi laughed with her and gently brushed his hand against hers... It was making him quite sick actually. He was very pleased when he found an interuption. Gandalf had entered and cleared his throat loudly to get the attention of them all.
"I need to speak with The Four alone, please follow me..." all who had been at the meeting looked to the "forseen four" (an: lmfao), the rest just looked confused. Silently they stood and followed Gandalf out into the courtyard.
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"We begin your testing immediatly!" Gandalf stated slowly, looking at them all.
"First to make sure you are all genuinely talents."
He led them first, to a shallow pit filled with oil drenched cloth. Gandalf dropped a ball of fire from his staff into it.
"Now, the first challenge is of flame. If you are true talents, you will come out of it unscathed..." they all looked at each other uneasily.
"Don't be frightened..."
A sudden trust welled up in Nendili and she calmly stepped forward to the edge of the fire. She tentativly put one hand into it. The flames licked her skin but were cool as the breeze blowing through the valley. She smiled, relieved and began to walk accross the flames. It was only a square of Five feet by Ten. She soon had crossed it and looked back to see that Calaquendi was merely feet behind her. She had the feeling that they would become closer by the end of her adventure. His kind smile and mysterious eyes lured her into a sense of peace and she liked that.
Just as Calaquendi was stepping up out of the flames, two gasps were heard behind him. One belonged to Helca. The other to Feanaro who was now being lifted into the air by the flames. There was a small flash of light, starting between his eyes and quickly swallowing his entire body. Helca rushed to him but was pushed back by the winds that had begun to whip around the pit. The light disappeared and Feanaro was gently let back onto the ground. He had been wearing a white tunic when he had stepped into the pit, but was now adorned in a brilliantly red and black set of robes, with complicated designs up the bell-shaped sleeves and chest. Helca grabbed him and held him tightly to her, silent tears flowing gently down her face.
"Feanaro. Talent of Fire." Gandalf stated nonchalantly, beckoning for them all to follow.
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End of chapter9... wow. lol. You can thank Becka for this update.... lol sorry it took so long! more updates soon i PROMISE!
xoxo
jetty