A/N: Sup all! It's Ami! Well, here I am writing yet another fanfic, and I
have to say it's the most fun I've had in writing one! B/c I'm writing it
with one of mah best online friends! Take a bow Dani! ::Dani
bows::.....lol.....n e who, we r writing this wonderful fanfic together, I
am Adulomeiel, and Dani is Nurruthien! I write all of Adulomeiel's parts
and Dani does Nurruthien! (in other words) a long line of "~~~" (-those
will signify when it switches writers! And when we are writing together
"!!!" (- three exclamation marks will appear! We are havin a blast writing
this together! Enjoy da Prologue!!! Hugs and Kisses to all our girlies from
the Legos RTA!!! *mwaz* And of course.....naked Legolas says hello.....lol.
And as always, translation's can be found at the bottom! Enjoy!!! And
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Midsummer's Eve
Prologue
It was a warm, sunny morning at the end days of summer. Haeedhelion, a young warrior ran through the corridors of the palace. His wife, Nevwathiel, had gone into labor while he was on a hunt. As soon as he approached the birthing chamber, he was stopped by a midwife's assistant.
"Not right now, my lord. The child is coming and you will only disrupt your wife."
Haeedhelion flushed angrily at the thought. "I only want to be with her.....to comfort her."
"You will have your time with her, my lord. Now, please sit over there."
The maiden pointed to a small, cushioned chair across the hall. Hastily, Haeedhelion rushed over and threw himself in the chair. He was an impatient elf who easily got upset when he did not get his way. He laid his head back on the chair and thought about this morning's events.
Haeedhelion awoke and greeted his wife, telling her that he would be joining Thranduil on a hunt through the woods. The two elf warriors are great friends and now that Thranduil was king, Haeedhelion became his right hand as a member of his court.
"Do you wish me to stay, melamin?" Haeedhelion asked Nevwathiel.
"No, mela. I will be fine. You haven't left my side once. Go enjoy your hunt and tell Thranduil I greet him."
Haeedhelion smiled and kissed his wife. Then, before he left he placed a soft kiss on her bulging belly, where their expected child was growing.
"Of course the pen-neth decides to come whilst I am in the woods." Haeedhelion mumbled to himself as he sat in the hall waiting for the arrival of his child. All of a sudden, a loud shriek was heard from behind the door and the maiden standing outside was called in. Haeedhelion sat up, sensing something was wrong.
"It's probably just the normal birthing pains." He said aloud to reassure himself. But in his mind, he was hoping that all would be well. After a few moments, there was silence, and all was still. A faint cry of the newborn was heard and that was all. Haeedhelion smiled to himself, wondering what the newborn was and how his wife was doing.
All of a sudden, the door opened, and Haeedhelion was on his feet. Out walked the maiden who had stood at the door before. And in her arms she cradled a baby wrapped in a white blanket. Haeedhelion felt his knees go weak, so he sat back down and watched the approaching maiden. She walked up to him and placed the child in his arms. Haeedhelion didn't know what to say or what to do. He just gazed into the newborn's face.
"It is a girl, my lord." Said the maiden.
Haeedhelion smiled at his new daughter and repeated softly "A girl....." He held the child and kissed her fingers. Then, looking up, he inquired about his wife.
"And my wife? How is she? May I see her now?"
At this, the maiden's smile quickly faltered and turned into a frown.
"I'm afraid, my lord, that you're wife could not handle the birth. We tried to help her.....but I'm afraid she was lost. I'm sorry my lord, but you're wife is no longer with us."
Haeedhelion felt numb all over. He closed his eyes and breathed hard. He felt his daughter squirm in his arms causing him to open his eyes and gaze at her.
"It cannot be....." Haeedhelion whispered. The maiden placed her hand on his shoulder.
"It is, my lord. I know the pain is still near to your heart.....but your wife had a last request. Before she died, she saw her baby and smiled. She told us to tell you that she loves you and wishes the child to be named Nurruthien, for her hair is almost as white as a cloud."
Haeedhelion nodded, signaling that he heard and understood the maiden.
"Did she suffer at all?"
"Not really my lord. There was only one time, when the child arrived in this world.....that she felt immense pain. But then she grew calm....."
"Enough! Leave me now....." He muttered. Making sure the child and her father were all right, the maiden slowly walked away. Haeedhelion sat in that chair for a long time, cuddling his newborn daughter. Soon the child grew hungry and let out soft whimpers. Haeedhelion looked down and held her closer.
"Nurruthien shall be your name. For it was your mother's last wish. Nurruthien.....my Nurruthien. I only hope that you will be blessed with your mother's beauty."
Haeedhelion hung his head over Nurruthien and quietly sobbed. The tears dripped down and onto Nurruthien's cheeks.
"You are my only reason to live now my daughter. Amin mela lle....."
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At that same time, in the depths of Mirkwood, in a tiny little village not far from the palace halls, another child was being born...
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Rinwingiel cried out in pain as she pushed with all her might.
"That is it melamin, breathe." Firaglarion her husband, coached as he held her hands tightly. And she began to breathe in great gasps.
"One more push my lady." The midwife said lightly as she watched the baby appearing.
Rinwingiel cried out again as she gave one last immense push, then feeling release she began to pant with relief. A baby's cry rang out all around them, and the midwife smiled kindly.
"Tis a girl!" She said as she held the new born up for father and mother to see.
Firaglarion's eyes brimmed with tears as he took his daughter in his arms for the first time.
Rinwingiel smiled faintly as she watched father cradle daughter.
"May I see her?" She asked weakly, and Firaglarion laughed lightly.
"Aye, I should think so, after the wonderful deed you have done in bringing her into this world." He said as he laid her carefully in her mother's arms.
Rinwingiel smiled.
"Hello my baby girl." She said as she kissed her nub nose.
"That is it!" Firaglarion suddenly declared.
"That is what Mela?" Rinwingiel asked, startled by his sudden outburst.
"That will be her name! Adulomeiel, baby girl."
Rinwingiel smiled as she looked down at the now sleeping baby that she held in her arms.
"Adulomeiel, Welcome to Middle-earth."
And so it came to pass that Nurruthien and Adulomeiel were born. Two Elf maiden's born in two very different lives. But destiny has its clever ways.....
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Nurruthien ran swiftly through the palace hallways. Her tiny legs carried her quickly as her platinum blonde hair and lavender dress billowed behind her. Nurruthien smiled as she saw her goal in sight. However, she turned around and saw the small prince still in pursuit of her. Nurruthien sped up and almost flung herself into Haeedhelion's arms.
"ATAR!"
"What is wrong, mela?"
Haeedhelion set his small daughter down and watched as she caught her breath. Just as she was about to open her mouth and speak, the young prince ran into her, sending them both flying. They tumbled about on the floor as Nurruthien let out a shriek. The prince caught sight of his father's not pleased face and quickly stood up.
"Legolas.....how many times have I told you, NOT to tease Nurruthien?"
Legolas shifted his feet and looked down at the ground. Haeedhelion picked up Nurruthien and set her on her feet. Her hair was all mussed and falling into her eyes. Nurruthien blew her hair out of her face and looked at her scratched hand.
"He was chasing me atar!"
Haeedhelion smiled and looked at his daughter's hand as she gave Legolas a death glare.
"And now look, you hurt her hand. Apologize Legolas." Thranduil said to his son, who was always a cause of mischief.
"But she started it! She....." Immediately Legolas was cut off by his father.
"Apologize."
Legolas crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.
Nurruthien smiled at her victory. Then turning away from the prince, she looked up at her father.
"Atar, may I go for a walk in the gardens?"
Haeedhelion looked down into Nurruthien's hazel eyes speckled with gold. The eyes that so reminded him of his wife.
"Of course. Make sure you return for supper." Haeedhelion patted Nurruthien on her head. She smiled and was off to the rose garden, her favorite.
"Legolas, you have target practice." Thranduil said to his son.
The prince sighed and consented. "Yes, atar." Legolas walked away to the other side of the palace grounds.
"Can you imagine what it will be like when they're married?" Thranduil said to his friend.
Haeedhelion laughed. "They will probably wage war against each other."
"When should we tell them they are betrothed?" Thranduil asked.
Haeedhelion thought for a moment and sighed.
"Surely not until they are older. They won't understand it now." Haeedhelion said softly as he started to walk away with Thranduil.
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Nurruthien walked through the rose garden as she so often did. Looking down at her scratched hand, she frowned.
"Always such a bother....." She muttered as she thought of Legolas.
Just as Nurruthien was walking towards the middle of the garden, she tripped over a stone and fell into the garden wall. However, instead of crashing right into the wall, it fell apart and she found herself in the middle of the woods. Standing up and brushing off her dress, Nurruthien took in her surroundings.
"Well this is interesting....." Nurruthien said aloud to herself. She decided to venture into the woods and see what she might encounter. Nurruthien's father always warned her that evil dwelled outside the palace walls, and that she must never venture outside on her own. Having never been outside the palace, her curiosity got the better of her. Nurruthien picked up the soft sound of water lapping at the shore with her keen Elven ears.
"Perhaps it is a lake..." Nurruthien all but whispered as she set off in search of the water. She skipped over rocks and ducked under low trees.
'If I rip my dress, atar will not be pleased.'
All of a sudden, the ground started to incline. Nurruthien slowly trudged up the incline until she almost couldn't walk upright anymore. She clung to rocks at the top as she fought to bring herself up. Peeking her head over the rocks, Nurruthien gasped at the breathtaking scene. In front of her eyes there was a large lake, teeming with life. The trees shone in the sunlight as if they were made of pure gold. Nurruthien pulled herself over the rocks and jumped down. Looking around this new area, where the grass was green and lush and the leaves on the ground were still living. Nurruthien spotted a log and decided to sit. The journey had worn her out and she was wondering how she would get back to the castle. Nurruthien played around with a branch on the log...she tried to pull it off but it wouldn't budge!
"That's strange.....it's as if it's still alive." Looking around, Nurruthien realized this was no ordinary place. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Nurruthien picked up the sound of someone walking towards her place at the lake. Nurruthien became frightened at what might be lurking near. Quickly, she jumped behind a large tree and hid. Not knowing what she would do if something approached her. Then, through the bushes on the opposite side, came a small Elven girl, like herself.....except she had long darker hair. This girl seemed to know this enchanted place. Thinking deeply about her situation, Nurruthien wasn't sure if she should show herself, but then the small Elven girl Spoke. "I know you are there, show yourself." Feeling no danger in the soft-spoken, almost fearful words, Nurruthien decided to show herself...
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"Atara! May I go for a walk?" Rinwingiel turned at the sound of her daughter's small voice.
"Nay, I think not Mela, for you have not finished all your chores." She smiled as she leaned down to wipe a smudge of dirt off her daughter's dear face. Adulomeiel brushed her mothers hand from her face and pouted.
"Nay, but I have Atara!" She protested. She had a strong will and acted very much like a grown Elf instead of the little Elf that she was.
Her mother gave her a look, and daughter stood her ground with the defying look that she had had on her face since the time she entered the small kitchen room.
Rinwingiel couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips.
"Go ask Atar. He will make the decision." At this Adulomeiel smiled. She knew she had her father wrapped around her finger, this Rinwingiel also knew.
Adulomeiel ran from the kitchen and down the rope ladder that led up to their tree house flet.
"ATAR!" She yelled as she ran for the spot where her father would mostly be found. His archery targets. Her long, dark brown hair flowed behind her and she laughed as she ran towards him.
Firaglarion glanced away from his archery target when he heard his small daughter call to him. He saw her laughing as she ran towards him. He smiled and lowered his bow and arrow, dropping them completely as his daughter flung herself into his arms.
"Atar! May I go for a walk please?" She asked at once, her brilliant green eyes sparkling with excitement.
Firaglarion smiled. "What has your mother said on this matter?" He asked, knowing his daughter well.
"She has told me to ask you! Please Atar! I wish to go!" She stared up at him with her big eyes and he lost the will power to reject her proposal.
"Aye Mela, you may go." She smiled and leaned up on her tippie toes to meet his cheek in a small kiss.
"Thank you Atar!" She said and took off in the direction towards the lake.
"Be on your guard! And do not play on the edge of the lake you may fall in! And do not go any farther then the lake!" Her father yelled out instructions as she ran. She turned and smiled as a sign that she had heard him. He smiled and watched her as she turned and ran off. He stood there and thought of his daughter for a while. She was a beautiful girl indeed, much he thought to thank her mother for, and her dark hair was most unnatural for a Mirkwood Elf, but he loved that part of her. It made his daughter unique.
"Nay, Adulomeiel is quit unique all on her own." He said quietly to himself. He chuckled lightly and picked up his bow and arrow to continue his practicing.
Adulomeiel skipped as she picked up various exotic flowers. She was heading to the spot she had found just the day before. It made her excited, and she told herself she would visit it everyday. Her secret place. It gave her a feeling of peace and bliss.
Adulomeiel knew these woods well, thanks to her father who taught her all the manly Elf ways. Her mother took liberty in teaching her too cook properly and keep a clean household, in the meantime finding enough spare time to keep her little girl a little girl, but Adulomeiel loved her times spent with her father more. She loved these woods. She loved archery and knives. Her father was teaching her all these things and she knew she would keep them with her till the end of her days.
Adulomeiel was now entering the clearing of her spot of 'bliss'. The trees there spoke to her, and the birds often found themselves belting their notes louder then ever on that fallen tree. Twas a miracle all in its own. A fallen tree that still lived, Adulomeiel knew this place was indeed special then.
Just as Adulomeiel was entering the little clearing through the bushes, her senses quickly picked up that she was not alone. She stopped where she stood, her tiny feet would just not move. She wasn't sure if she was truly afraid, but it seemed the natural thing to do.
Adulomeiel built up all the strength she had within herself and spoke.
"I know you are there, show yourself." She said, and was surprised at how much her voice failed to shake as she thought it would. What appeared before Adulomeiel was not what she expected to see.
A small Elven girl, that looked much the same age as her, with platinum blonde hair, stepped out from behind one of the big trees. She looked nervous almost. Adulomeiel felt herself relax, and she smiled. "Hello." She said sweetly...
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Nurruthien stepped out further towards the other girl.
"Hello, my name is Nurruthien." She smiled warmly.
Adulomeiel looked on at this girl with awe. She had played with many Elvish children in the village, but she had never seen this one before. And she seemed more frail and fragile then any other. "I am Adulomeiel. Tell me, where have you come from? For I do not believe I remember seeing you in the village."
"I come from the palace. I was walking through the gardens when I made a hole in the wall and made my way here. I've never been outside the palace walls....." Nurruthien sat down on the log.
Adulomeiel's bright green eyes sparkled as she walked over to the log and sat as well. "The palace? I have never been in there before! But my father has taken me to look many times! He tells me that someday I will live there. I do not see that day myself though." Adulomeiel chuckled softly.
"You probably wouldn't want to live there if you did. The prince is a royal pain!" Nurruthien sighed as she looked at her scratched hand.
Adulomeiel once again looked at her in awe. "You know the prince?"
"Unfortunately. Our fathers make us spend time together...it's like they're making us be friends. But all Legolas does is tease me and chase me. His father is very nice though." Nurruthien smiled at the thought of Thranduil, whom she thought of as an uncle.
"I have heard of the king. My father speaks of him highly. He says King Thranduil is a kind-hearted Elf who has shown his kindness to my family often. I have never met him myself though." Adulomeiel responded as she smoothed out her dark velvet green dress.
Nurruthien smiled. "Yes, he is a wonderful Elf." She sat there for a while, staring into the lake's flowing water. Nurruthien realized then how tired she was.
"I'm exhausted from my journey today! I must be getting back to the palace soon."
"You are tired? You can come back to my place if you want! My Atara would gladly give you something to drink before you headed back." Adulomeiel smiled at her.
Nurruthien looked down again sadly and said softly, "Oh.....your atara.....how nice."
Adulomeiel looked at her quizzically. "What is wrong?" She questioned
Nurruthien looked up again at her newfound friend. "Well.....you see.....I never knew my atara. She died while giving birth to me. I miss her, even though I have no memories of her. But I am grateful for your hospitality." Nurruthien smiled softly.
Adulomeiel thought on this. She could not imagine her life without her atara. She then looked up at Nurruthien and smiled. "Well, why don't you come to my place to meet my atara? I know she would love you, maybe she can be your atara as well!" Adulomeiel placed a small hand on her friend's back as she continued to smile.
Nurruthien perked up and smiled cheerfully. "You really think she'll like me?"
"Oh yes! Atara likes everyone! I do not believe you to be an exception." Adulomeiel grinned at her.
Nurruthien stood up, laughed, and clapped her hands. "All right then! Lead the way!"
Adulomeiel smiled and jumped up as well. "Tis this way! Follow me!" She said and headed in the direction of her tree house.
Nurruthien followed behind her new friend on a path much easier than her previous one. Nurruthien was so happy to finally have a friend that's a girl instead of being surrounded by males all the time.
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Adulomeiel led her new friend on the path she knew well. Soon they were passing through a part of the small village. Nurruthien looked on in awe at the tree houses and the Elves around them. Nothing at all like the Elven beauties she associated with in the palace halls.
When they were out of the village, Nurruthien caught sight of a tall blonde archer Elf, in a stance, readying an arrow to be shot. Nurruthien's reaction was to stop. Her father being an archer, she had learned that when he was in such a position, to be extra careful as not to startle him and make his arrow fly dangerously.
But Adulomeiel smiled and ran towards the elf. "ATAR!" She yelled and the elf glanced in their direction. He smiled and lowered his bow.
"Hello there pen-neth! Was your walk a fun one?" He asked a she knelt to catch his daughter in his arms.
"Aye! Twas a perfect day Atar!" She beamed. Firaglarion smiled, but then caught sight of Nurruthien. She was still standing where she had stopped before whence she had caught sight of the tall archer.
"Hello there!" He called to her. "Where have you come from?" He asked standing to his feet and holding his daughter's hand. Adulomeiel giggled and began to pull her father towards Nurruthien.
"Atar, This is Nurruthien! She lives in the palace!" Adulomeiel informed him when they got to her.
Firaglarion smiled at her as he knelt down so he was face-to-face with both girls.
"Hello Nurruthien, You are far from your home are you not?" He asked and she blushed slightly.
"Aye, but I am not certain how to get back to the palace." She said with a smile. Firaglarion continued to smile.
"Well then I shall have to show you the way." He said as he stood.
"Oh but atar! Could she not stay and meet atara? Nurruthien has no atara, and I wish to see if Atara would like to be hers as well!" She pleaded as she looked up at her father.
Firaglarion looked down at his daughter with an amused smile on his face.
"Indeed..." He chuckled lightly. "I suppose that is well enough." He said then held out his free hand for Nurruthien to take. She smiled and took it. He turned with both small girls and walked to his archery targets. There he released both hands and bent down to pick up his gear. He slung his quiver and bow onto his back then once again reached down to take their hands. Then they headed off towards the tree house.
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"Atara!" Adulomeiel yelled as they got to the top of the tree house. Rinwingiel turned from the stove to look at her daughter, and was shocked when she saw two little girls standing there. She raised an eyebrow at Firaglarion, and he smiled.
"Rinwingiel melamin, our daughter has found a new friend." He said as he walked over to his wife and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled at the two girls and began to wipe her hands on her apron.
"Aye that I can see." She pulled a strand of blonde hair out of her bright green eyes and tucked it behind her ear as she walked over to them. She knelt down in front of Nurruthien and smiled.
"Hello, I am Rinwingiel, what is it they call you?" Nurruthien blushed slightly and smiled.
"I am Nurruthien."
"She lives in the palace atara!" Adulomeiel beamed. And again Rinwingiel glanced at Firaglarion, he grinned at her again as he washed his hands and face over the small washbasin.
"She has no atara." Adulomeiel said sadly and Rinwingiel right away felt sorry for her daughter's new friend.
"I am sorry Nurruthien." She said sincerely. Nurruthien smiled slightly.
"All is well." Adulomeiel then smiled.
"Atara, we were wondering, since Nurruthien does not have an atara, and since you love everyone, could you be her atara as well?" Both girls smiled up at her and Rinwingiel then threw Firaglarion a bewildered look. He was retrieving a drinking glass from the upper shelf and therefore wasn't looking at her, but he chuckled lightly, for he could feel the intense stare his wife was giving him.
She turned back to the girls and smiled.
"Um Nurruthien, what of your atar, does he still live?" Nurruthien smiled.
"Oh yes! My atar is a right hand in king Thranduil's court!" Nurruthien beamed with pride and once again Adulomeiel looked on at her in awe. Rinwingiel smiled and looked at her husband and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Indeed." She said then once again then turned back to the girls with a smile.
"Speaking of which, I do believe I should be heading back to the palace. My father would be most worried if he went to find me and could not." Nurruthien sighed.
"Well, would you care to a drink before you left?" Rinwingiel asked as she stood to full height.
Nurruthien smiled. "Yes please." Rinwingiel winked at her and went to get the two small girls a drink.
Nurruthien turned to Adulomeiel with a wide smile.
"Your atara is wonderful!" She said and Adulomeiel grinned.
"Your atar is nice as well. I like your family." Adulomeiel laughed.
"Yes, but you get to wear pretty dresses and play with the prince and eat things that I only dream of!" Adulomeiel reasoned and Nurruthien's smile faded.
"Aye, that is true. But I would hastily give it up if I were given the chance to see my atara." She said and looked down at the scratch on her hand that was quickly healing.
Adulomeiel felt the sadness in her friends voice and pulled her into a hug. At first Nurruthien was surprised, but then also hugged her back. When Adulomeiel pulled back she smiled at her, and Nurruthien smiled back. It was at that moment both girls knew their friendship was going to do naught but grow each day.
"Here you are." Rinwingiel said as she handed two glasses to the girls.
"Thank you." Nurruthien smiled and Rinwingiel smiled back.
"Tis my pleasure."
"Well, maybe we should be heading to the main road now." Firaglarion said as he stood.
Nurruthien finished her drink and smiled.
"Why must you go to the main road?" Rinwingiel asked her husband as he gave her another kiss on the cheek.
"Nurruthien does not remember how to get back to the palace, so atar and I are going to take her to the gate ourselves." Adulomeiel explained as she set both girls glasses on the counter.
"We shall be back before long." Firaglarion informed as he sheathed his Elvish knives and placed them on his back. Rinwingiel nodded her head.
"Just be sure it will be in time for supper, or yours goes to Airehirion." She smiled and Firaglarion winked at her. Adulomeiel laughed at her parents. Airehirion was the dog they had gotten Adulomeiel the year before.
"Namaarie atara!" Adulomeiel yelled over her shoulder as she walked out of the door. Nurruthien stood there a second, then ran and hugged Rinwingiel. Rinwingiel laughed as she hugged the child back.
When Nurruthien pulled away she was beaming.
"Namaarie atara." Rinwingiel smiled.
"Namaarie dear child." She said as she caressed the dear little face. Nurruthien grinned and ran from the room.
Rinwingiel stood and blew the hair out of her face before turning to finish preparing dinner for her family.
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Both girls skipped hand-in-hand behind the tall archer as they headed to the main road.
Firaglarion would glance back every once and a while to make sure they were still there, not that he really had to, they both made enough noise to wake the dead, but he felt safer doing this. The times were growing darker, as much as anyone denied it, Firaglarion knew better.
They got to the main road and continued on to the palace gates. As they were skipping along Adulomeiel turned to Nurruthien.
"Do you believe you would be able to meet me at our secret place tomorrow?" She whispered. Nurruthien smiled.
"I shall try, I do not know if my father would let me go for another walk if he has been looking for me." Adulomeiel nodded.
"Well, do whatever you can to get there. I will be waiting." Nurruthien smiled.
"All right. That place is truly wonderful."
"Aye, tis a place of bliss." Adulomeiel sighed at the thought of the peace the place gave her heart.
Nurruthien's eyes widened with a bright idea.
"That is what we should call it!" She exclaimed. Firaglarion glanced back at them, and both girls grinned at him as if nothing were going on. He chuckled and turned back towards the road.
"What do you mean?" Adulomeiel whispered as soon as her father had turned.
"Almare! That is what we should call it! Our place of Bliss." Adulomeiel smiled.
"Wonderful idea!" She laughed with a clap of her little hands. Nurruthien laughed as well as she placed her arm around her friend.
When they got to the gate Nurruthien hugged Firaglarion and smiled.
"Thank you." He smiled back and messed her hair a little.
"Twas my pleasure." He said. Nurruthien turned to Adulomeiel and hugged her tightly.
"I will see you tomorrow." She whispered in her ear and Adulomeiel smiled.
"Namaarie Nurru." Nurruthien smiled at her new nickname
"Namaarie Adul." Firaglarion laughed lightly at them and waved to Nurruthien as she walked through the gates.
Firaglarion bent down and lifted his little daughter into his arms.
She hugged him tightly around his neck and kissed his cheek.
"Look on mela." He whispered in her ear, and Adulomeiel smiled as she looked on to the palace, she was used to this, for it was something her father did often.
"Someday pen-neth, you will live there as well." He whispered with a smile.
"I know atar, I will live there someday, and you and atara will be happy with new things! Atara with pretty new dresses, and you with a new bow and a quiver filled with new arrows!" Firaglarion laughed lightly at his daughter.
"Nay pen-neth, these things would not be what makes me and your atara happy, but the knowledge that you are happy is what." Adulomeiel smiled and kissed her father once again.
He turned with her in his arms and began their walk home. As Firaglarion was walking, Adulomeiel glanced over his shoulder to look upon the palace. Twas a beautiful sight indeed, and someday, she knew in her heart that she was going to live there.
'Someday.' She told herself silently...
Pen-neth = 'Little one'
Mela = 'Love'
Melamin = 'My love'
Amin mela lle = 'I love you'
Atar = 'Father'
Atara = 'Mother'
Namaarie = 'Farewell'
And thus so concludes the prologue of 'Midsummer's Eve'! Hope you enjoyed! Now review like mad!...lol
Midsummer's Eve
Prologue
It was a warm, sunny morning at the end days of summer. Haeedhelion, a young warrior ran through the corridors of the palace. His wife, Nevwathiel, had gone into labor while he was on a hunt. As soon as he approached the birthing chamber, he was stopped by a midwife's assistant.
"Not right now, my lord. The child is coming and you will only disrupt your wife."
Haeedhelion flushed angrily at the thought. "I only want to be with her.....to comfort her."
"You will have your time with her, my lord. Now, please sit over there."
The maiden pointed to a small, cushioned chair across the hall. Hastily, Haeedhelion rushed over and threw himself in the chair. He was an impatient elf who easily got upset when he did not get his way. He laid his head back on the chair and thought about this morning's events.
Haeedhelion awoke and greeted his wife, telling her that he would be joining Thranduil on a hunt through the woods. The two elf warriors are great friends and now that Thranduil was king, Haeedhelion became his right hand as a member of his court.
"Do you wish me to stay, melamin?" Haeedhelion asked Nevwathiel.
"No, mela. I will be fine. You haven't left my side once. Go enjoy your hunt and tell Thranduil I greet him."
Haeedhelion smiled and kissed his wife. Then, before he left he placed a soft kiss on her bulging belly, where their expected child was growing.
"Of course the pen-neth decides to come whilst I am in the woods." Haeedhelion mumbled to himself as he sat in the hall waiting for the arrival of his child. All of a sudden, a loud shriek was heard from behind the door and the maiden standing outside was called in. Haeedhelion sat up, sensing something was wrong.
"It's probably just the normal birthing pains." He said aloud to reassure himself. But in his mind, he was hoping that all would be well. After a few moments, there was silence, and all was still. A faint cry of the newborn was heard and that was all. Haeedhelion smiled to himself, wondering what the newborn was and how his wife was doing.
All of a sudden, the door opened, and Haeedhelion was on his feet. Out walked the maiden who had stood at the door before. And in her arms she cradled a baby wrapped in a white blanket. Haeedhelion felt his knees go weak, so he sat back down and watched the approaching maiden. She walked up to him and placed the child in his arms. Haeedhelion didn't know what to say or what to do. He just gazed into the newborn's face.
"It is a girl, my lord." Said the maiden.
Haeedhelion smiled at his new daughter and repeated softly "A girl....." He held the child and kissed her fingers. Then, looking up, he inquired about his wife.
"And my wife? How is she? May I see her now?"
At this, the maiden's smile quickly faltered and turned into a frown.
"I'm afraid, my lord, that you're wife could not handle the birth. We tried to help her.....but I'm afraid she was lost. I'm sorry my lord, but you're wife is no longer with us."
Haeedhelion felt numb all over. He closed his eyes and breathed hard. He felt his daughter squirm in his arms causing him to open his eyes and gaze at her.
"It cannot be....." Haeedhelion whispered. The maiden placed her hand on his shoulder.
"It is, my lord. I know the pain is still near to your heart.....but your wife had a last request. Before she died, she saw her baby and smiled. She told us to tell you that she loves you and wishes the child to be named Nurruthien, for her hair is almost as white as a cloud."
Haeedhelion nodded, signaling that he heard and understood the maiden.
"Did she suffer at all?"
"Not really my lord. There was only one time, when the child arrived in this world.....that she felt immense pain. But then she grew calm....."
"Enough! Leave me now....." He muttered. Making sure the child and her father were all right, the maiden slowly walked away. Haeedhelion sat in that chair for a long time, cuddling his newborn daughter. Soon the child grew hungry and let out soft whimpers. Haeedhelion looked down and held her closer.
"Nurruthien shall be your name. For it was your mother's last wish. Nurruthien.....my Nurruthien. I only hope that you will be blessed with your mother's beauty."
Haeedhelion hung his head over Nurruthien and quietly sobbed. The tears dripped down and onto Nurruthien's cheeks.
"You are my only reason to live now my daughter. Amin mela lle....."
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At that same time, in the depths of Mirkwood, in a tiny little village not far from the palace halls, another child was being born...
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Rinwingiel cried out in pain as she pushed with all her might.
"That is it melamin, breathe." Firaglarion her husband, coached as he held her hands tightly. And she began to breathe in great gasps.
"One more push my lady." The midwife said lightly as she watched the baby appearing.
Rinwingiel cried out again as she gave one last immense push, then feeling release she began to pant with relief. A baby's cry rang out all around them, and the midwife smiled kindly.
"Tis a girl!" She said as she held the new born up for father and mother to see.
Firaglarion's eyes brimmed with tears as he took his daughter in his arms for the first time.
Rinwingiel smiled faintly as she watched father cradle daughter.
"May I see her?" She asked weakly, and Firaglarion laughed lightly.
"Aye, I should think so, after the wonderful deed you have done in bringing her into this world." He said as he laid her carefully in her mother's arms.
Rinwingiel smiled.
"Hello my baby girl." She said as she kissed her nub nose.
"That is it!" Firaglarion suddenly declared.
"That is what Mela?" Rinwingiel asked, startled by his sudden outburst.
"That will be her name! Adulomeiel, baby girl."
Rinwingiel smiled as she looked down at the now sleeping baby that she held in her arms.
"Adulomeiel, Welcome to Middle-earth."
And so it came to pass that Nurruthien and Adulomeiel were born. Two Elf maiden's born in two very different lives. But destiny has its clever ways.....
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Nurruthien ran swiftly through the palace hallways. Her tiny legs carried her quickly as her platinum blonde hair and lavender dress billowed behind her. Nurruthien smiled as she saw her goal in sight. However, she turned around and saw the small prince still in pursuit of her. Nurruthien sped up and almost flung herself into Haeedhelion's arms.
"ATAR!"
"What is wrong, mela?"
Haeedhelion set his small daughter down and watched as she caught her breath. Just as she was about to open her mouth and speak, the young prince ran into her, sending them both flying. They tumbled about on the floor as Nurruthien let out a shriek. The prince caught sight of his father's not pleased face and quickly stood up.
"Legolas.....how many times have I told you, NOT to tease Nurruthien?"
Legolas shifted his feet and looked down at the ground. Haeedhelion picked up Nurruthien and set her on her feet. Her hair was all mussed and falling into her eyes. Nurruthien blew her hair out of her face and looked at her scratched hand.
"He was chasing me atar!"
Haeedhelion smiled and looked at his daughter's hand as she gave Legolas a death glare.
"And now look, you hurt her hand. Apologize Legolas." Thranduil said to his son, who was always a cause of mischief.
"But she started it! She....." Immediately Legolas was cut off by his father.
"Apologize."
Legolas crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.
Nurruthien smiled at her victory. Then turning away from the prince, she looked up at her father.
"Atar, may I go for a walk in the gardens?"
Haeedhelion looked down into Nurruthien's hazel eyes speckled with gold. The eyes that so reminded him of his wife.
"Of course. Make sure you return for supper." Haeedhelion patted Nurruthien on her head. She smiled and was off to the rose garden, her favorite.
"Legolas, you have target practice." Thranduil said to his son.
The prince sighed and consented. "Yes, atar." Legolas walked away to the other side of the palace grounds.
"Can you imagine what it will be like when they're married?" Thranduil said to his friend.
Haeedhelion laughed. "They will probably wage war against each other."
"When should we tell them they are betrothed?" Thranduil asked.
Haeedhelion thought for a moment and sighed.
"Surely not until they are older. They won't understand it now." Haeedhelion said softly as he started to walk away with Thranduil.
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Nurruthien walked through the rose garden as she so often did. Looking down at her scratched hand, she frowned.
"Always such a bother....." She muttered as she thought of Legolas.
Just as Nurruthien was walking towards the middle of the garden, she tripped over a stone and fell into the garden wall. However, instead of crashing right into the wall, it fell apart and she found herself in the middle of the woods. Standing up and brushing off her dress, Nurruthien took in her surroundings.
"Well this is interesting....." Nurruthien said aloud to herself. She decided to venture into the woods and see what she might encounter. Nurruthien's father always warned her that evil dwelled outside the palace walls, and that she must never venture outside on her own. Having never been outside the palace, her curiosity got the better of her. Nurruthien picked up the soft sound of water lapping at the shore with her keen Elven ears.
"Perhaps it is a lake..." Nurruthien all but whispered as she set off in search of the water. She skipped over rocks and ducked under low trees.
'If I rip my dress, atar will not be pleased.'
All of a sudden, the ground started to incline. Nurruthien slowly trudged up the incline until she almost couldn't walk upright anymore. She clung to rocks at the top as she fought to bring herself up. Peeking her head over the rocks, Nurruthien gasped at the breathtaking scene. In front of her eyes there was a large lake, teeming with life. The trees shone in the sunlight as if they were made of pure gold. Nurruthien pulled herself over the rocks and jumped down. Looking around this new area, where the grass was green and lush and the leaves on the ground were still living. Nurruthien spotted a log and decided to sit. The journey had worn her out and she was wondering how she would get back to the castle. Nurruthien played around with a branch on the log...she tried to pull it off but it wouldn't budge!
"That's strange.....it's as if it's still alive." Looking around, Nurruthien realized this was no ordinary place. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Nurruthien picked up the sound of someone walking towards her place at the lake. Nurruthien became frightened at what might be lurking near. Quickly, she jumped behind a large tree and hid. Not knowing what she would do if something approached her. Then, through the bushes on the opposite side, came a small Elven girl, like herself.....except she had long darker hair. This girl seemed to know this enchanted place. Thinking deeply about her situation, Nurruthien wasn't sure if she should show herself, but then the small Elven girl Spoke. "I know you are there, show yourself." Feeling no danger in the soft-spoken, almost fearful words, Nurruthien decided to show herself...
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"Atara! May I go for a walk?" Rinwingiel turned at the sound of her daughter's small voice.
"Nay, I think not Mela, for you have not finished all your chores." She smiled as she leaned down to wipe a smudge of dirt off her daughter's dear face. Adulomeiel brushed her mothers hand from her face and pouted.
"Nay, but I have Atara!" She protested. She had a strong will and acted very much like a grown Elf instead of the little Elf that she was.
Her mother gave her a look, and daughter stood her ground with the defying look that she had had on her face since the time she entered the small kitchen room.
Rinwingiel couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips.
"Go ask Atar. He will make the decision." At this Adulomeiel smiled. She knew she had her father wrapped around her finger, this Rinwingiel also knew.
Adulomeiel ran from the kitchen and down the rope ladder that led up to their tree house flet.
"ATAR!" She yelled as she ran for the spot where her father would mostly be found. His archery targets. Her long, dark brown hair flowed behind her and she laughed as she ran towards him.
Firaglarion glanced away from his archery target when he heard his small daughter call to him. He saw her laughing as she ran towards him. He smiled and lowered his bow and arrow, dropping them completely as his daughter flung herself into his arms.
"Atar! May I go for a walk please?" She asked at once, her brilliant green eyes sparkling with excitement.
Firaglarion smiled. "What has your mother said on this matter?" He asked, knowing his daughter well.
"She has told me to ask you! Please Atar! I wish to go!" She stared up at him with her big eyes and he lost the will power to reject her proposal.
"Aye Mela, you may go." She smiled and leaned up on her tippie toes to meet his cheek in a small kiss.
"Thank you Atar!" She said and took off in the direction towards the lake.
"Be on your guard! And do not play on the edge of the lake you may fall in! And do not go any farther then the lake!" Her father yelled out instructions as she ran. She turned and smiled as a sign that she had heard him. He smiled and watched her as she turned and ran off. He stood there and thought of his daughter for a while. She was a beautiful girl indeed, much he thought to thank her mother for, and her dark hair was most unnatural for a Mirkwood Elf, but he loved that part of her. It made his daughter unique.
"Nay, Adulomeiel is quit unique all on her own." He said quietly to himself. He chuckled lightly and picked up his bow and arrow to continue his practicing.
Adulomeiel skipped as she picked up various exotic flowers. She was heading to the spot she had found just the day before. It made her excited, and she told herself she would visit it everyday. Her secret place. It gave her a feeling of peace and bliss.
Adulomeiel knew these woods well, thanks to her father who taught her all the manly Elf ways. Her mother took liberty in teaching her too cook properly and keep a clean household, in the meantime finding enough spare time to keep her little girl a little girl, but Adulomeiel loved her times spent with her father more. She loved these woods. She loved archery and knives. Her father was teaching her all these things and she knew she would keep them with her till the end of her days.
Adulomeiel was now entering the clearing of her spot of 'bliss'. The trees there spoke to her, and the birds often found themselves belting their notes louder then ever on that fallen tree. Twas a miracle all in its own. A fallen tree that still lived, Adulomeiel knew this place was indeed special then.
Just as Adulomeiel was entering the little clearing through the bushes, her senses quickly picked up that she was not alone. She stopped where she stood, her tiny feet would just not move. She wasn't sure if she was truly afraid, but it seemed the natural thing to do.
Adulomeiel built up all the strength she had within herself and spoke.
"I know you are there, show yourself." She said, and was surprised at how much her voice failed to shake as she thought it would. What appeared before Adulomeiel was not what she expected to see.
A small Elven girl, that looked much the same age as her, with platinum blonde hair, stepped out from behind one of the big trees. She looked nervous almost. Adulomeiel felt herself relax, and she smiled. "Hello." She said sweetly...
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Nurruthien stepped out further towards the other girl.
"Hello, my name is Nurruthien." She smiled warmly.
Adulomeiel looked on at this girl with awe. She had played with many Elvish children in the village, but she had never seen this one before. And she seemed more frail and fragile then any other. "I am Adulomeiel. Tell me, where have you come from? For I do not believe I remember seeing you in the village."
"I come from the palace. I was walking through the gardens when I made a hole in the wall and made my way here. I've never been outside the palace walls....." Nurruthien sat down on the log.
Adulomeiel's bright green eyes sparkled as she walked over to the log and sat as well. "The palace? I have never been in there before! But my father has taken me to look many times! He tells me that someday I will live there. I do not see that day myself though." Adulomeiel chuckled softly.
"You probably wouldn't want to live there if you did. The prince is a royal pain!" Nurruthien sighed as she looked at her scratched hand.
Adulomeiel once again looked at her in awe. "You know the prince?"
"Unfortunately. Our fathers make us spend time together...it's like they're making us be friends. But all Legolas does is tease me and chase me. His father is very nice though." Nurruthien smiled at the thought of Thranduil, whom she thought of as an uncle.
"I have heard of the king. My father speaks of him highly. He says King Thranduil is a kind-hearted Elf who has shown his kindness to my family often. I have never met him myself though." Adulomeiel responded as she smoothed out her dark velvet green dress.
Nurruthien smiled. "Yes, he is a wonderful Elf." She sat there for a while, staring into the lake's flowing water. Nurruthien realized then how tired she was.
"I'm exhausted from my journey today! I must be getting back to the palace soon."
"You are tired? You can come back to my place if you want! My Atara would gladly give you something to drink before you headed back." Adulomeiel smiled at her.
Nurruthien looked down again sadly and said softly, "Oh.....your atara.....how nice."
Adulomeiel looked at her quizzically. "What is wrong?" She questioned
Nurruthien looked up again at her newfound friend. "Well.....you see.....I never knew my atara. She died while giving birth to me. I miss her, even though I have no memories of her. But I am grateful for your hospitality." Nurruthien smiled softly.
Adulomeiel thought on this. She could not imagine her life without her atara. She then looked up at Nurruthien and smiled. "Well, why don't you come to my place to meet my atara? I know she would love you, maybe she can be your atara as well!" Adulomeiel placed a small hand on her friend's back as she continued to smile.
Nurruthien perked up and smiled cheerfully. "You really think she'll like me?"
"Oh yes! Atara likes everyone! I do not believe you to be an exception." Adulomeiel grinned at her.
Nurruthien stood up, laughed, and clapped her hands. "All right then! Lead the way!"
Adulomeiel smiled and jumped up as well. "Tis this way! Follow me!" She said and headed in the direction of her tree house.
Nurruthien followed behind her new friend on a path much easier than her previous one. Nurruthien was so happy to finally have a friend that's a girl instead of being surrounded by males all the time.
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Adulomeiel led her new friend on the path she knew well. Soon they were passing through a part of the small village. Nurruthien looked on in awe at the tree houses and the Elves around them. Nothing at all like the Elven beauties she associated with in the palace halls.
When they were out of the village, Nurruthien caught sight of a tall blonde archer Elf, in a stance, readying an arrow to be shot. Nurruthien's reaction was to stop. Her father being an archer, she had learned that when he was in such a position, to be extra careful as not to startle him and make his arrow fly dangerously.
But Adulomeiel smiled and ran towards the elf. "ATAR!" She yelled and the elf glanced in their direction. He smiled and lowered his bow.
"Hello there pen-neth! Was your walk a fun one?" He asked a she knelt to catch his daughter in his arms.
"Aye! Twas a perfect day Atar!" She beamed. Firaglarion smiled, but then caught sight of Nurruthien. She was still standing where she had stopped before whence she had caught sight of the tall archer.
"Hello there!" He called to her. "Where have you come from?" He asked standing to his feet and holding his daughter's hand. Adulomeiel giggled and began to pull her father towards Nurruthien.
"Atar, This is Nurruthien! She lives in the palace!" Adulomeiel informed him when they got to her.
Firaglarion smiled at her as he knelt down so he was face-to-face with both girls.
"Hello Nurruthien, You are far from your home are you not?" He asked and she blushed slightly.
"Aye, but I am not certain how to get back to the palace." She said with a smile. Firaglarion continued to smile.
"Well then I shall have to show you the way." He said as he stood.
"Oh but atar! Could she not stay and meet atara? Nurruthien has no atara, and I wish to see if Atara would like to be hers as well!" She pleaded as she looked up at her father.
Firaglarion looked down at his daughter with an amused smile on his face.
"Indeed..." He chuckled lightly. "I suppose that is well enough." He said then held out his free hand for Nurruthien to take. She smiled and took it. He turned with both small girls and walked to his archery targets. There he released both hands and bent down to pick up his gear. He slung his quiver and bow onto his back then once again reached down to take their hands. Then they headed off towards the tree house.
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"Atara!" Adulomeiel yelled as they got to the top of the tree house. Rinwingiel turned from the stove to look at her daughter, and was shocked when she saw two little girls standing there. She raised an eyebrow at Firaglarion, and he smiled.
"Rinwingiel melamin, our daughter has found a new friend." He said as he walked over to his wife and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled at the two girls and began to wipe her hands on her apron.
"Aye that I can see." She pulled a strand of blonde hair out of her bright green eyes and tucked it behind her ear as she walked over to them. She knelt down in front of Nurruthien and smiled.
"Hello, I am Rinwingiel, what is it they call you?" Nurruthien blushed slightly and smiled.
"I am Nurruthien."
"She lives in the palace atara!" Adulomeiel beamed. And again Rinwingiel glanced at Firaglarion, he grinned at her again as he washed his hands and face over the small washbasin.
"She has no atara." Adulomeiel said sadly and Rinwingiel right away felt sorry for her daughter's new friend.
"I am sorry Nurruthien." She said sincerely. Nurruthien smiled slightly.
"All is well." Adulomeiel then smiled.
"Atara, we were wondering, since Nurruthien does not have an atara, and since you love everyone, could you be her atara as well?" Both girls smiled up at her and Rinwingiel then threw Firaglarion a bewildered look. He was retrieving a drinking glass from the upper shelf and therefore wasn't looking at her, but he chuckled lightly, for he could feel the intense stare his wife was giving him.
She turned back to the girls and smiled.
"Um Nurruthien, what of your atar, does he still live?" Nurruthien smiled.
"Oh yes! My atar is a right hand in king Thranduil's court!" Nurruthien beamed with pride and once again Adulomeiel looked on at her in awe. Rinwingiel smiled and looked at her husband and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Indeed." She said then once again then turned back to the girls with a smile.
"Speaking of which, I do believe I should be heading back to the palace. My father would be most worried if he went to find me and could not." Nurruthien sighed.
"Well, would you care to a drink before you left?" Rinwingiel asked as she stood to full height.
Nurruthien smiled. "Yes please." Rinwingiel winked at her and went to get the two small girls a drink.
Nurruthien turned to Adulomeiel with a wide smile.
"Your atara is wonderful!" She said and Adulomeiel grinned.
"Your atar is nice as well. I like your family." Adulomeiel laughed.
"Yes, but you get to wear pretty dresses and play with the prince and eat things that I only dream of!" Adulomeiel reasoned and Nurruthien's smile faded.
"Aye, that is true. But I would hastily give it up if I were given the chance to see my atara." She said and looked down at the scratch on her hand that was quickly healing.
Adulomeiel felt the sadness in her friends voice and pulled her into a hug. At first Nurruthien was surprised, but then also hugged her back. When Adulomeiel pulled back she smiled at her, and Nurruthien smiled back. It was at that moment both girls knew their friendship was going to do naught but grow each day.
"Here you are." Rinwingiel said as she handed two glasses to the girls.
"Thank you." Nurruthien smiled and Rinwingiel smiled back.
"Tis my pleasure."
"Well, maybe we should be heading to the main road now." Firaglarion said as he stood.
Nurruthien finished her drink and smiled.
"Why must you go to the main road?" Rinwingiel asked her husband as he gave her another kiss on the cheek.
"Nurruthien does not remember how to get back to the palace, so atar and I are going to take her to the gate ourselves." Adulomeiel explained as she set both girls glasses on the counter.
"We shall be back before long." Firaglarion informed as he sheathed his Elvish knives and placed them on his back. Rinwingiel nodded her head.
"Just be sure it will be in time for supper, or yours goes to Airehirion." She smiled and Firaglarion winked at her. Adulomeiel laughed at her parents. Airehirion was the dog they had gotten Adulomeiel the year before.
"Namaarie atara!" Adulomeiel yelled over her shoulder as she walked out of the door. Nurruthien stood there a second, then ran and hugged Rinwingiel. Rinwingiel laughed as she hugged the child back.
When Nurruthien pulled away she was beaming.
"Namaarie atara." Rinwingiel smiled.
"Namaarie dear child." She said as she caressed the dear little face. Nurruthien grinned and ran from the room.
Rinwingiel stood and blew the hair out of her face before turning to finish preparing dinner for her family.
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Both girls skipped hand-in-hand behind the tall archer as they headed to the main road.
Firaglarion would glance back every once and a while to make sure they were still there, not that he really had to, they both made enough noise to wake the dead, but he felt safer doing this. The times were growing darker, as much as anyone denied it, Firaglarion knew better.
They got to the main road and continued on to the palace gates. As they were skipping along Adulomeiel turned to Nurruthien.
"Do you believe you would be able to meet me at our secret place tomorrow?" She whispered. Nurruthien smiled.
"I shall try, I do not know if my father would let me go for another walk if he has been looking for me." Adulomeiel nodded.
"Well, do whatever you can to get there. I will be waiting." Nurruthien smiled.
"All right. That place is truly wonderful."
"Aye, tis a place of bliss." Adulomeiel sighed at the thought of the peace the place gave her heart.
Nurruthien's eyes widened with a bright idea.
"That is what we should call it!" She exclaimed. Firaglarion glanced back at them, and both girls grinned at him as if nothing were going on. He chuckled and turned back towards the road.
"What do you mean?" Adulomeiel whispered as soon as her father had turned.
"Almare! That is what we should call it! Our place of Bliss." Adulomeiel smiled.
"Wonderful idea!" She laughed with a clap of her little hands. Nurruthien laughed as well as she placed her arm around her friend.
When they got to the gate Nurruthien hugged Firaglarion and smiled.
"Thank you." He smiled back and messed her hair a little.
"Twas my pleasure." He said. Nurruthien turned to Adulomeiel and hugged her tightly.
"I will see you tomorrow." She whispered in her ear and Adulomeiel smiled.
"Namaarie Nurru." Nurruthien smiled at her new nickname
"Namaarie Adul." Firaglarion laughed lightly at them and waved to Nurruthien as she walked through the gates.
Firaglarion bent down and lifted his little daughter into his arms.
She hugged him tightly around his neck and kissed his cheek.
"Look on mela." He whispered in her ear, and Adulomeiel smiled as she looked on to the palace, she was used to this, for it was something her father did often.
"Someday pen-neth, you will live there as well." He whispered with a smile.
"I know atar, I will live there someday, and you and atara will be happy with new things! Atara with pretty new dresses, and you with a new bow and a quiver filled with new arrows!" Firaglarion laughed lightly at his daughter.
"Nay pen-neth, these things would not be what makes me and your atara happy, but the knowledge that you are happy is what." Adulomeiel smiled and kissed her father once again.
He turned with her in his arms and began their walk home. As Firaglarion was walking, Adulomeiel glanced over his shoulder to look upon the palace. Twas a beautiful sight indeed, and someday, she knew in her heart that she was going to live there.
'Someday.' She told herself silently...
Pen-neth = 'Little one'
Mela = 'Love'
Melamin = 'My love'
Amin mela lle = 'I love you'
Atar = 'Father'
Atara = 'Mother'
Namaarie = 'Farewell'
And thus so concludes the prologue of 'Midsummer's Eve'! Hope you enjoyed! Now review like mad!...lol