I suppose you would think that all the... activities of my youth would have
brought about the disapproval of Thranduil, but in all honesty he simply
didn't seem to care very much bar for an incident when he called me to his
chambers and told me to make sure that none of them would get with child. I
suppose the happenings with my mother must have left a deeper impression on
him then most would think.
When my engagement with Tuel was announced, Thranduil seemed almost...approving. I think he liked Tuel, but then she did come from Rivendell nobility, so I suppose he could have just been thinking of the bloodline. As of yet, he had no other heir besides me. What would the fate of Mirkwood be if he accidentally slipped on puddle, cracked his head open like an egg and the only child he had didn't become king because he himself hadn't acknowledged his only child's existence? So even if he never really announced it, I think he made it clear that if he died, I would be the one to take over his throne. Of course everyone knew this but me, so I simply continued struggling along with my duties as if my future wasn't already set in stone. Well it was until he had other, legitimate children.
Everyone was ecstatically and disgustingly excited about the upcoming wedding. Bleth and Finaer seemed to become equally raucous about the whole thing, winking at me, clapping me on the back, telling jokes on how I would never be the same again and taking me out so often that I was at almost all times divided into two very harsh extremes, intoxicated or on the morning after, painfully not. All the females in my proximity were going insane as well. If I had been popular before, I was now most certainly a god. They were everywhere. Even Nimarie couldn't help but coo at me whenever I was with her, telling me how happy she was that I was finally settling down and ordering the rest of the staff around with the wedding arrangements. All of this from her was amazingly patronizing. Tuel was nothing short of smug.
Finally, I looked Inin up in hopes of having a conversation that did not center on the bloody wedding. Of course I could not find her anywhere.
When a running page passed me in the hall and mentioned that people were needed to scout the forest because of recent wolf attacks I jumped at the assignment and told him hurriedly I would take care of it. I practically ran out of the palace to do some solitary wolf hunting and while I did I could mull over the things that had happened in a few, short seconds. It was autumn and the leaves fell floatingly to the ground, swinging from side to side. The slight drizzle had made the discolored leaves under my feet yield without resistance or crackle and the sky was heavy much like it is now on this boat. When Tuel had proposed I had realized one thing. She had deceived me into believing I had needed her all that time when it was the other way around. But I knew that I was ever chained to her like I was before and it would not be I who left her. That was of course when a small dark figure stumbled out of the underbrush, shocking me out of my thoughts.
This was of course when I met her.
Author's note: I haven't gotten very many reviews yet, but the ones I have gotten have all been very positive, so thank you to anyone who reviewed me. Oh and constructive criticism is always welcome. This is my first fanfic so I hope it isn't too bad or anything. Now these are just some things I want to make perfectly clear so there is absolutely no confusion:
-This is NOT going to be slash of any kind.
- Tuel is Not evil.
- There might a different POV in one of the following chapters.
- Inin is NOT going to be a love interest.
All right that's it. Sorry for the short chapter, but that was mostly for dramatic effect. The next chapter is probably going to be pretty long. Enjoy.
When my engagement with Tuel was announced, Thranduil seemed almost...approving. I think he liked Tuel, but then she did come from Rivendell nobility, so I suppose he could have just been thinking of the bloodline. As of yet, he had no other heir besides me. What would the fate of Mirkwood be if he accidentally slipped on puddle, cracked his head open like an egg and the only child he had didn't become king because he himself hadn't acknowledged his only child's existence? So even if he never really announced it, I think he made it clear that if he died, I would be the one to take over his throne. Of course everyone knew this but me, so I simply continued struggling along with my duties as if my future wasn't already set in stone. Well it was until he had other, legitimate children.
Everyone was ecstatically and disgustingly excited about the upcoming wedding. Bleth and Finaer seemed to become equally raucous about the whole thing, winking at me, clapping me on the back, telling jokes on how I would never be the same again and taking me out so often that I was at almost all times divided into two very harsh extremes, intoxicated or on the morning after, painfully not. All the females in my proximity were going insane as well. If I had been popular before, I was now most certainly a god. They were everywhere. Even Nimarie couldn't help but coo at me whenever I was with her, telling me how happy she was that I was finally settling down and ordering the rest of the staff around with the wedding arrangements. All of this from her was amazingly patronizing. Tuel was nothing short of smug.
Finally, I looked Inin up in hopes of having a conversation that did not center on the bloody wedding. Of course I could not find her anywhere.
When a running page passed me in the hall and mentioned that people were needed to scout the forest because of recent wolf attacks I jumped at the assignment and told him hurriedly I would take care of it. I practically ran out of the palace to do some solitary wolf hunting and while I did I could mull over the things that had happened in a few, short seconds. It was autumn and the leaves fell floatingly to the ground, swinging from side to side. The slight drizzle had made the discolored leaves under my feet yield without resistance or crackle and the sky was heavy much like it is now on this boat. When Tuel had proposed I had realized one thing. She had deceived me into believing I had needed her all that time when it was the other way around. But I knew that I was ever chained to her like I was before and it would not be I who left her. That was of course when a small dark figure stumbled out of the underbrush, shocking me out of my thoughts.
This was of course when I met her.
Author's note: I haven't gotten very many reviews yet, but the ones I have gotten have all been very positive, so thank you to anyone who reviewed me. Oh and constructive criticism is always welcome. This is my first fanfic so I hope it isn't too bad or anything. Now these are just some things I want to make perfectly clear so there is absolutely no confusion:
-This is NOT going to be slash of any kind.
- Tuel is Not evil.
- There might a different POV in one of the following chapters.
- Inin is NOT going to be a love interest.
All right that's it. Sorry for the short chapter, but that was mostly for dramatic effect. The next chapter is probably going to be pretty long. Enjoy.