Rue's Note: Hey! sorrie for posting this one up late! I had a problem with my ISP earlier at about 9:30 in the morning. Then unfortunately, I FELL ASLEEP! Heehee! How cruel! I apologize about that. ;( So anyways...
*Wow, its already 5 in the morning…I didn't realized that. Hehe! And I am now in my "high times". But as promised, here is Chapter 4! Read on! :)
Chapter 4: Melodies of Life
Cold breeze brushed through Legolas' skin. He can feel the night wind embracing him. It made him curl like a child.
--NIGHT WIND?! Heavens! It is already evening!
He jumped off the bed and hurriedly put on his presentable outfit. Glancing once on the mirror to see if he looks just fine, he ran past the hallway down the stairs. The banquet has almost started! He let out a sigh of relief and composed himself. He greeted every visitor that entered the castle and sat on the throne beside his father.
"Where were you Legolas?!" whispered King Thranduil still wearing a smile to every visitor that passed by them and greeted them despite his disappointment in his son.
"I apologize my father. I did not mean to -- "
"Oh! Endriel!" said the King rising from his throne and greeting his very good friend with a hug.
"Thranduil! You have been missed!" said Endriel jovially.
"Thank you for coming Endriel! We have so much to talk about!" Said the King leading the Queen of Riverwood around the castle. "Shall we?"
"My pleasure" and they started walking around, discussing about their kingdom.
The Elves are merrymaking. Some are singing, dancing, eating as if there is no tomorrow. Legolas smiled at the sight. He left the hall and headed outside to find privacy. He leaned on the balcony and stared at the sky. The stars are twinkling tonight. He feels at peace. He closed his eyes.
--* Long brown blonde hair...fair smooth skin...a pair of heavenly wings. She was from above...why is she here? Those wound...what caused them? -Who? *
Suddenly, he was reminded of a song his mother had taught him when he was still young...and when she was still alive. It was an unfinished song though. Her mother told her that only he could finish the song. Legolas sure does not know what she meant by that. However, he loves her mother so much that she believes whatever she says. It is just sad that she left him already. Her mother died when he was about 500 years old. He was too young to lose his mother. Well, that is how he sees it. He could not remember exactly what he did that day. All he could remember was...
Flashback:
I was there singing the song to my mother that I know very well by heart while she is in deep sleep. She is lying in a bed of white roses. She is so beautiful. I am holding her hand; I do not want to let go. And the last thing I know, they are taking her away from me. I was crying and screaming at the people who are about to take her in the midst of the forest.
Father was there.
I wanted to run after them but father stopped me.
I was struggling but father just hugged me.
Father told me that mother would still be there for me.
I just have to call for her and feel her.
I was calmed but still sobbing at my father's chest.
Until I grew tired of crying and I fell asleep.
That was 19038 years ago...and he is stronger now. He understands now what his father was talking about. * I just have to call for her and feel her * And every time he has to feel the presence of her mother, or whenever something troubles him, he just have to sing the song.
--Their song.
And she is there. He can feel her warmth. She takes all his pain and kisses them away. Then he would be fine.
A tear formed from the corner of Legolas' eye.
The silence was broken when he sensed someone staring at him. He quickly brushed off his tear.
"It would be rude to be standing there, watching me, and not saying any word," Legolas said.
"All are merry inside my Prince, what led you here all on your own?" said a concerned voice.
She slowly walked towards Legolas.
"Though your mane is as silky blue as the midnight sky, and you shine like the stars in the heavens, the beauty of the night still cannot compare to you my lady." Legolas said kissing Shalwel's hand.
"Ever as sweet my dear Prince." Shalwel said blushing.
Shalwel is dressed in a long silver sparkling gown. Her hair was half pony tailed but it did not hinder them to glow. Nevertheless, She was wonderful tonight.
They walked towards the bench made of stone and sat there.
"Is something bothering you my Prince?"
"Nothing my lady. I am just admiring the beauty of the sky"
"As always Legolas. Why is that so?"
"That I do not know, Shal"
"Maybe it is mother..." Shalwel blushed
Legolas looked at Shalwel with question in his eyes.
"Maybe it is mother...YOUR mother" looking straight at Legolas' eyes while biting her lips.
"Oh...yes, MY mother...it could be..." Legolas said taking his eyes away from her childhood friend.
There was a moment of silence. Legolas and Shalwel were both speechless.
"Umm...Legolas...?"
"...Yes Shal?
"Would it not be nice to be ruling a kingdom?"
Legolas sighed quietly for he does not feel like talking about this matter. Not now -- NOT EVER. But he does not want to hurt Shalwel's feelings for he can sense that her intentions are good. So he just went on with the flow of their discussion.
"Hmm...maybe Shal. And you would someday" Legolas said smiling at her.
"Yes...I would someday...with my King" Shalwel moved closer to Legolas and leaned her head on his shoulders.
Legolas somehow felt uneasy with the topic. There was something about the way Shalwel moved closer and leaned on him. He rather knew that something unappropriate or he might not like was going to happen.
"Yes Shal and I would be happy for you"
"You would be ruling Mirkwood soon too Legolas and you would need a Queen" Shalwel then sat straight face to face with Legolas. Legolas backed off his head a little bit but Shalwel cupped Legolas' cheeks and caressed them.
"You are beautiful Legolas, did you not know that?" Shal said as her face gets closer and closer to Legolas'.
"Shal, I think we should go inside and join the other Elves in their merrymaking. Besides, it's getting cold here outside, I'm sure my lady would not want to ca -- "
Before he knew it, Shalwel's lips were locked against his. She was kissing him slowly and passionately. Legolas can feel it. Her kiss was warm. It felt nice. Shalwel's tongue playfully made its way into his. Pressing deeper...and deeper. Her kiss tastes sweet. Her hands are going down to his neck. Shalwel moaned and breathed hard. Legolas cannot help but close his eyes. "This should not be happening!" shouted his conscience at him. Shalwel is her friend and...nothing more! As her hands went further down, Legolas saw the Angel's beautiful face. He opened his eyes and realized that he actually is responding to the kiss!
Legolas removed her hands and parted from her lips.
"Legolas...why...?" Shalwel asked looking puzzled.
Legolas looked at her with guilt. What has he done?! Legolas wiped her lower lip with his thumb.
"I am sorry" he said without looking at her, and left towards castle.
Rue's Note: Ok, before someone reviews this story and come yelling at me, complaining that Legolas is not 19538 years old, I tell you, It's just a random hitting and banging in the keyboard. :) Of course I do not know how old he really is. So I have to do that. Heehee! It's quite fun though! Try it!
*Whew! This chapter is long! This is how much I love you guys! It is already 8 in the morning! Dios Mio! Look at that! Hmm...I bet you guys want me to write the next chapter huh? Do you? Do you??! Ooohhh...things are beginning to get hot and stuffy! Bwihihihi * witch's laugh * Well then send me a review for the love of the Lord of the Rings so I would know!! Heehee! Come on now, that won't hurt...would it? ;Þ ok! Shiznit! Mom's talkin trash! Time for me to get back in my coffin and sleep! Aaaahhh! The sun is shining bright! I CAN FEEL IT!! It's BURRRNNINNGG like hell!!! :Þ
--and oh! I received 3 reviews today. Thank You Usako for correcting me for my "Elfin" thingy. :) Though you said "Evlish speed", I just assumed that you mistyped it. So I changed it to "Elvish speed" as it is more close to the word ELVes. Heehee! :)
Telboriel! I am so happy to know that you are really interested in my story. Thank you for always reviewing! I promise to work hard. :)
Gentle Breeze. Blessed Be.
*Wow, its already 5 in the morning…I didn't realized that. Hehe! And I am now in my "high times". But as promised, here is Chapter 4! Read on! :)
Chapter 4: Melodies of Life
Cold breeze brushed through Legolas' skin. He can feel the night wind embracing him. It made him curl like a child.
--NIGHT WIND?! Heavens! It is already evening!
He jumped off the bed and hurriedly put on his presentable outfit. Glancing once on the mirror to see if he looks just fine, he ran past the hallway down the stairs. The banquet has almost started! He let out a sigh of relief and composed himself. He greeted every visitor that entered the castle and sat on the throne beside his father.
"Where were you Legolas?!" whispered King Thranduil still wearing a smile to every visitor that passed by them and greeted them despite his disappointment in his son.
"I apologize my father. I did not mean to -- "
"Oh! Endriel!" said the King rising from his throne and greeting his very good friend with a hug.
"Thranduil! You have been missed!" said Endriel jovially.
"Thank you for coming Endriel! We have so much to talk about!" Said the King leading the Queen of Riverwood around the castle. "Shall we?"
"My pleasure" and they started walking around, discussing about their kingdom.
The Elves are merrymaking. Some are singing, dancing, eating as if there is no tomorrow. Legolas smiled at the sight. He left the hall and headed outside to find privacy. He leaned on the balcony and stared at the sky. The stars are twinkling tonight. He feels at peace. He closed his eyes.
--* Long brown blonde hair...fair smooth skin...a pair of heavenly wings. She was from above...why is she here? Those wound...what caused them? -Who? *
Suddenly, he was reminded of a song his mother had taught him when he was still young...and when she was still alive. It was an unfinished song though. Her mother told her that only he could finish the song. Legolas sure does not know what she meant by that. However, he loves her mother so much that she believes whatever she says. It is just sad that she left him already. Her mother died when he was about 500 years old. He was too young to lose his mother. Well, that is how he sees it. He could not remember exactly what he did that day. All he could remember was...
Flashback:
I was there singing the song to my mother that I know very well by heart while she is in deep sleep. She is lying in a bed of white roses. She is so beautiful. I am holding her hand; I do not want to let go. And the last thing I know, they are taking her away from me. I was crying and screaming at the people who are about to take her in the midst of the forest.
Father was there.
I wanted to run after them but father stopped me.
I was struggling but father just hugged me.
Father told me that mother would still be there for me.
I just have to call for her and feel her.
I was calmed but still sobbing at my father's chest.
Until I grew tired of crying and I fell asleep.
That was 19038 years ago...and he is stronger now. He understands now what his father was talking about. * I just have to call for her and feel her * And every time he has to feel the presence of her mother, or whenever something troubles him, he just have to sing the song.
--Their song.
And she is there. He can feel her warmth. She takes all his pain and kisses them away. Then he would be fine.
A tear formed from the corner of Legolas' eye.
The silence was broken when he sensed someone staring at him. He quickly brushed off his tear.
"It would be rude to be standing there, watching me, and not saying any word," Legolas said.
"All are merry inside my Prince, what led you here all on your own?" said a concerned voice.
She slowly walked towards Legolas.
"Though your mane is as silky blue as the midnight sky, and you shine like the stars in the heavens, the beauty of the night still cannot compare to you my lady." Legolas said kissing Shalwel's hand.
"Ever as sweet my dear Prince." Shalwel said blushing.
Shalwel is dressed in a long silver sparkling gown. Her hair was half pony tailed but it did not hinder them to glow. Nevertheless, She was wonderful tonight.
They walked towards the bench made of stone and sat there.
"Is something bothering you my Prince?"
"Nothing my lady. I am just admiring the beauty of the sky"
"As always Legolas. Why is that so?"
"That I do not know, Shal"
"Maybe it is mother..." Shalwel blushed
Legolas looked at Shalwel with question in his eyes.
"Maybe it is mother...YOUR mother" looking straight at Legolas' eyes while biting her lips.
"Oh...yes, MY mother...it could be..." Legolas said taking his eyes away from her childhood friend.
There was a moment of silence. Legolas and Shalwel were both speechless.
"Umm...Legolas...?"
"...Yes Shal?
"Would it not be nice to be ruling a kingdom?"
Legolas sighed quietly for he does not feel like talking about this matter. Not now -- NOT EVER. But he does not want to hurt Shalwel's feelings for he can sense that her intentions are good. So he just went on with the flow of their discussion.
"Hmm...maybe Shal. And you would someday" Legolas said smiling at her.
"Yes...I would someday...with my King" Shalwel moved closer to Legolas and leaned her head on his shoulders.
Legolas somehow felt uneasy with the topic. There was something about the way Shalwel moved closer and leaned on him. He rather knew that something unappropriate or he might not like was going to happen.
"Yes Shal and I would be happy for you"
"You would be ruling Mirkwood soon too Legolas and you would need a Queen" Shalwel then sat straight face to face with Legolas. Legolas backed off his head a little bit but Shalwel cupped Legolas' cheeks and caressed them.
"You are beautiful Legolas, did you not know that?" Shal said as her face gets closer and closer to Legolas'.
"Shal, I think we should go inside and join the other Elves in their merrymaking. Besides, it's getting cold here outside, I'm sure my lady would not want to ca -- "
Before he knew it, Shalwel's lips were locked against his. She was kissing him slowly and passionately. Legolas can feel it. Her kiss was warm. It felt nice. Shalwel's tongue playfully made its way into his. Pressing deeper...and deeper. Her kiss tastes sweet. Her hands are going down to his neck. Shalwel moaned and breathed hard. Legolas cannot help but close his eyes. "This should not be happening!" shouted his conscience at him. Shalwel is her friend and...nothing more! As her hands went further down, Legolas saw the Angel's beautiful face. He opened his eyes and realized that he actually is responding to the kiss!
Legolas removed her hands and parted from her lips.
"Legolas...why...?" Shalwel asked looking puzzled.
Legolas looked at her with guilt. What has he done?! Legolas wiped her lower lip with his thumb.
"I am sorry" he said without looking at her, and left towards castle.
Rue's Note: Ok, before someone reviews this story and come yelling at me, complaining that Legolas is not 19538 years old, I tell you, It's just a random hitting and banging in the keyboard. :) Of course I do not know how old he really is. So I have to do that. Heehee! It's quite fun though! Try it!
*Whew! This chapter is long! This is how much I love you guys! It is already 8 in the morning! Dios Mio! Look at that! Hmm...I bet you guys want me to write the next chapter huh? Do you? Do you??! Ooohhh...things are beginning to get hot and stuffy! Bwihihihi * witch's laugh * Well then send me a review for the love of the Lord of the Rings so I would know!! Heehee! Come on now, that won't hurt...would it? ;Þ ok! Shiznit! Mom's talkin trash! Time for me to get back in my coffin and sleep! Aaaahhh! The sun is shining bright! I CAN FEEL IT!! It's BURRRNNINNGG like hell!!! :Þ
--and oh! I received 3 reviews today. Thank You Usako for correcting me for my "Elfin" thingy. :) Though you said "Evlish speed", I just assumed that you mistyped it. So I changed it to "Elvish speed" as it is more close to the word ELVes. Heehee! :)
Telboriel! I am so happy to know that you are really interested in my story. Thank you for always reviewing! I promise to work hard. :)
Gentle Breeze. Blessed Be.