Hello Everyone!! ::waves:: I know I haven't updated this For SOOO long,
but private school applications along with school work has taken up all my
time, so I just got back to writing. If there is anyone reading this..
But oh well, if you do read this I hope you enjoy! I still seem to have
writers block, so I'm using this chapter to sort of shake cobwebs out of my
brain, so it probably will be very short and not too good, so please
forgive me! It's also a fluff chapter.
Without thinking Legolas launched himself after her, caring not for his life or anything but rescuing her. The elf desperately grabbed her wrist in a death grip, and she grabbed onto his other hand for a tight hold.
Fortunately for both of them, his feet managed to latch onto the edge of the tiling, keeping him from plunging to his death, but he wasn't strong enough to pull both of them up with his feet, so, for the moment, they were stuck.
"Are you ok?" He asked the she-elf below him. Arinomialwen didn't know how to respond. What she wanted most dearly right now was to just throw herself at him and tell him everything. However, her pride wouldn't allow that, after all her attempts to ignore Legolas, going back to him would seem like. The she-elf shook her head at her own foolishness. Pride was nothing anymore. Gimli's words had been bouncing around her head since they were spoken, and now everything seemed like too much to bear. In a way she wished that he would let go of her, and just let her plunge to the ground, to her death. Before she was forced to react, strong arms pulled Legolas away from his desperate perch on the roof, bring Arinomialwen with him.
For both of them, time seemed to blur as they were brought down the roof by an Aragorn very happy for the elvish skills he acquired in Rivendell, and a very unhappy dwarf who did not seem happy that he had had to help in the roof rescue. Finally, when both elves were wrapped in blankets and stowed in Aragorn's room, both holding steaming cups of tea, time seemed to slow to its normal pace again. The entire situation would have been all too dramatic if it were not for Gimli choosing that very moment to shake his head violently and saying something about stupid elves making him get wet. Aragorn was going to say something but decided against it and simply left the room. Gimli followed, grunting some kind of weak excuse after a tug on the beard from Aragorn.
At first Legolas didn't know what to say. Automatically words began to come out of his mouth.
"Arinomialwen I."
"No, don't." She interrupted in a horse whisper. "This is all my fault, please-"
"It's not your fault!" He told her firmly. "It's-"
"We're not going to get anywhere interrupting each other!" Arinomialwen pointed out to him.
"Hypocrite!" he accused her
"Who are you talking about, you or me?" she said, a smiling playing across her features.
"I was talking about you! A noble elf as me would never-" He continued but was cut off as a pillow from Aragorn's bed came directly at his face. He countered with another pillow, but she dodged it and ran for the other side of the bed where more pillows resided. She never got there however, due to the fact that Legolas grabbed her from behind and pushed her onto the bed, commencing to grab a nearby pillow and violently hit her with it until it broke and feathers went everywhere. For the first time in what seemed like years, the childish laughter of the two best friends filled the castle. Gimli and Aragorn who had retreated to the next room over looked very smug with themselves.
After the laughter died down, both elves, looking like giant white birds because they were covered in white feathers get serious.
"Legolas?" Arinomialwen said, dreading what she would have to say to him, but knowing that she had to say it.
"Yes?" He asked, picking feathers out of his hair and sensing her anxiety.
"There's something. I need to tell you."
"I know" He replied.
"How?"
"I Can feel it." Legolas replied simply.
"While you were on the fellowship." Arinomialwen faltered, the pain of the memories coming back to her again. "An elf came here briefly. He claimed to be from Lorién and asked to stay for a season due before moving on because of the snows that hindered his jounrey. Your father welcomed him rather confusedly because he thought that surely Galadriel would have warned him if anyone was coming to Mirkwood. This elf was very interested in the castle, the way it was built and the way that we fended off attacks during the Great War. No one thought that he was at all suspicious, and I was allowed to show him around since I know it so well." She stopped again, for the next part was when she could seemingly no longer force herself to recall what happened next. Legolas noticed this and put his hand on hers, willing her to go on. He could sense that something about this conversation was very important.
"We got to know each other, and then we become more then friends, more or less lovers for awhile. At first he was wonderfully kind and caring, reminding me I guess a little of you. So I consented to his forwarding moves on our. relationship. It got to a phase when we were kissing, and no more then that, when he started to get possessive. And when he pushed to go farther. I refused him. He started to threaten me, and suddenly he knew everything about me. All my secrets, my best friend." She cut off, trying to fend off tears before pushing herself on.
"One day I ran from him into the forest, but he caught me. I think he would have had me and then taken my life but for the castle guards that were scouting around and coming towards where he had caught me. He told me that he's come back, and then disappeared. I haven't seen him since, but when I ran. It reminded me of him when you caught up with me and." She cut off, too choked up with tears to go on. He put an arm around her, understanding.
"I would never, you know that I wouldn't-" He said to her quietly. She nodded.
"I know, I know, but the memory was so painful, I thought that I'd forgotten about it. He scared me the way that he controls me, and his final threat." Legolas was about to comment on this when another voice came in the room.
"I'm glad that you remember me promise my dear. Now I've come to make good on it."
That was my version of shaking cobwebs away. I'm sorry if it was awful! FYI I'm not intending to make a romance between them, just friendship, unless people want otherwise. Please R/R
Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all from LOTR and am making no profits from writing this, except for my own enjoyment which I hope you won't take away from me!
Without thinking Legolas launched himself after her, caring not for his life or anything but rescuing her. The elf desperately grabbed her wrist in a death grip, and she grabbed onto his other hand for a tight hold.
Fortunately for both of them, his feet managed to latch onto the edge of the tiling, keeping him from plunging to his death, but he wasn't strong enough to pull both of them up with his feet, so, for the moment, they were stuck.
"Are you ok?" He asked the she-elf below him. Arinomialwen didn't know how to respond. What she wanted most dearly right now was to just throw herself at him and tell him everything. However, her pride wouldn't allow that, after all her attempts to ignore Legolas, going back to him would seem like. The she-elf shook her head at her own foolishness. Pride was nothing anymore. Gimli's words had been bouncing around her head since they were spoken, and now everything seemed like too much to bear. In a way she wished that he would let go of her, and just let her plunge to the ground, to her death. Before she was forced to react, strong arms pulled Legolas away from his desperate perch on the roof, bring Arinomialwen with him.
For both of them, time seemed to blur as they were brought down the roof by an Aragorn very happy for the elvish skills he acquired in Rivendell, and a very unhappy dwarf who did not seem happy that he had had to help in the roof rescue. Finally, when both elves were wrapped in blankets and stowed in Aragorn's room, both holding steaming cups of tea, time seemed to slow to its normal pace again. The entire situation would have been all too dramatic if it were not for Gimli choosing that very moment to shake his head violently and saying something about stupid elves making him get wet. Aragorn was going to say something but decided against it and simply left the room. Gimli followed, grunting some kind of weak excuse after a tug on the beard from Aragorn.
At first Legolas didn't know what to say. Automatically words began to come out of his mouth.
"Arinomialwen I."
"No, don't." She interrupted in a horse whisper. "This is all my fault, please-"
"It's not your fault!" He told her firmly. "It's-"
"We're not going to get anywhere interrupting each other!" Arinomialwen pointed out to him.
"Hypocrite!" he accused her
"Who are you talking about, you or me?" she said, a smiling playing across her features.
"I was talking about you! A noble elf as me would never-" He continued but was cut off as a pillow from Aragorn's bed came directly at his face. He countered with another pillow, but she dodged it and ran for the other side of the bed where more pillows resided. She never got there however, due to the fact that Legolas grabbed her from behind and pushed her onto the bed, commencing to grab a nearby pillow and violently hit her with it until it broke and feathers went everywhere. For the first time in what seemed like years, the childish laughter of the two best friends filled the castle. Gimli and Aragorn who had retreated to the next room over looked very smug with themselves.
After the laughter died down, both elves, looking like giant white birds because they were covered in white feathers get serious.
"Legolas?" Arinomialwen said, dreading what she would have to say to him, but knowing that she had to say it.
"Yes?" He asked, picking feathers out of his hair and sensing her anxiety.
"There's something. I need to tell you."
"I know" He replied.
"How?"
"I Can feel it." Legolas replied simply.
"While you were on the fellowship." Arinomialwen faltered, the pain of the memories coming back to her again. "An elf came here briefly. He claimed to be from Lorién and asked to stay for a season due before moving on because of the snows that hindered his jounrey. Your father welcomed him rather confusedly because he thought that surely Galadriel would have warned him if anyone was coming to Mirkwood. This elf was very interested in the castle, the way it was built and the way that we fended off attacks during the Great War. No one thought that he was at all suspicious, and I was allowed to show him around since I know it so well." She stopped again, for the next part was when she could seemingly no longer force herself to recall what happened next. Legolas noticed this and put his hand on hers, willing her to go on. He could sense that something about this conversation was very important.
"We got to know each other, and then we become more then friends, more or less lovers for awhile. At first he was wonderfully kind and caring, reminding me I guess a little of you. So I consented to his forwarding moves on our. relationship. It got to a phase when we were kissing, and no more then that, when he started to get possessive. And when he pushed to go farther. I refused him. He started to threaten me, and suddenly he knew everything about me. All my secrets, my best friend." She cut off, trying to fend off tears before pushing herself on.
"One day I ran from him into the forest, but he caught me. I think he would have had me and then taken my life but for the castle guards that were scouting around and coming towards where he had caught me. He told me that he's come back, and then disappeared. I haven't seen him since, but when I ran. It reminded me of him when you caught up with me and." She cut off, too choked up with tears to go on. He put an arm around her, understanding.
"I would never, you know that I wouldn't-" He said to her quietly. She nodded.
"I know, I know, but the memory was so painful, I thought that I'd forgotten about it. He scared me the way that he controls me, and his final threat." Legolas was about to comment on this when another voice came in the room.
"I'm glad that you remember me promise my dear. Now I've come to make good on it."
That was my version of shaking cobwebs away. I'm sorry if it was awful! FYI I'm not intending to make a romance between them, just friendship, unless people want otherwise. Please R/R
Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all from LOTR and am making no profits from writing this, except for my own enjoyment which I hope you won't take away from me!