Chapter 3
Ridiculed
Disclaimer: I only own Rhyline. All the other characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, everyone. Sorry it took me so long to get this one up, I promise I'll get the next chapter up much faster.
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Lord Elrond cocked an eyebrow. "I wasn't aware that you had a daughter, Legolas."
"Not many people are, sir." Rhyline's father said, looking Elrond in the eye. It was true. To many Elves, there was no such thing as Rhyline, daughter of Legolas.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to take care of my daughter." He grabbed Rhyline's arm, and escorted her to the door.
"Oh, fun." she muttered under her breath as she was whisked towards the exit.
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Legolas looked at his daughter. He supposed somewhere in his mind he had hoped she would follow him, but knew she shouldn't have. "Rhyline. Why did you follow me?"
She tossed her hair and lifted her head defiantly. "I was obviously not wanted at home so-"
Legolas sighed. "Rhyline..."
"It's true!" she exclaimed. "Every night they're arguing about the bastard they have to harbor in their house and I hate it!
"Every night they argue and every night they get louder and louder! Everyone hears it, and everyone talks about it! All the other children laugh and talk about me behind my back, the adults just shake their heads as I walk by. I'm ridiculed, and it's all your fault!"
Legolas opened his mouth to respond, but she cut him off before he could speak. "Mother was engaged. Engaged! And you had to go sneaking around and-"
"That's enough, Rhyline!" Legolas snapped. "That's quite enough. It was NOT just my fault."
"Oh, really? Well she couldn't have done anything without you." and Rhyline, and she stormed out of the room.
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Rhyline sat on a veranda overlooking the waterfall. She heard footsteps coming, but did not acknowlage them. She sat in silence for minutes as someone stood next to her. Finally realiazing she wasn't going to speak, her mysterious visitor cleared his throat.
"Ahm." Rhyline turned and saw Elladan. Or was it Elrohir. She still couldn't tell.
"Oh, hi-" she didn't want to say the wrong name, so she decided to skip that part. "I thought you were my father."
Elladan, for it was Elladan, laughed and sat down beside her. "If I was your father, I'd be handsome and have every avaliable woman chasing after me."
Rhyline snorted. "Wouldn't have to be available." she muttered under her breath.
"Maybe that was the wrong thing to say after your conversation with your father." Seeing Rhyline's confused look he explained. "You shouldn't yell in a home full of Elves if you don't want tp be heard."
She snorted again. "Someone had better tell that to my mother and step- father."
"Maybe you should go apologize to you father.", Elladan said cautiously.
Rhyline jumped to her feet. " What? Are you on his side, now?"
Elladan stayed calm. "No, I am not. But from what you say, he's one of the small amount of people that care about you. He loves you, Rhyline, so you should go talk to him." With that, the Elf got up and left.
"Wait." Elladan turned at the sound of her voice. "One of the people?"
He grinned. "Oh, yes. I will never forget the girl who forgot to pack food on a cross- country trip." And her turned back around and walked away.
Rhyline stuck her tongue out at the back of his head, then smiled to herself. Maybe Elladan was right. She left to go find her father.
Disclaimer: I only own Rhyline. All the other characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, everyone. Sorry it took me so long to get this one up, I promise I'll get the next chapter up much faster.
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Lord Elrond cocked an eyebrow. "I wasn't aware that you had a daughter, Legolas."
"Not many people are, sir." Rhyline's father said, looking Elrond in the eye. It was true. To many Elves, there was no such thing as Rhyline, daughter of Legolas.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to take care of my daughter." He grabbed Rhyline's arm, and escorted her to the door.
"Oh, fun." she muttered under her breath as she was whisked towards the exit.
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Legolas looked at his daughter. He supposed somewhere in his mind he had hoped she would follow him, but knew she shouldn't have. "Rhyline. Why did you follow me?"
She tossed her hair and lifted her head defiantly. "I was obviously not wanted at home so-"
Legolas sighed. "Rhyline..."
"It's true!" she exclaimed. "Every night they're arguing about the bastard they have to harbor in their house and I hate it!
"Every night they argue and every night they get louder and louder! Everyone hears it, and everyone talks about it! All the other children laugh and talk about me behind my back, the adults just shake their heads as I walk by. I'm ridiculed, and it's all your fault!"
Legolas opened his mouth to respond, but she cut him off before he could speak. "Mother was engaged. Engaged! And you had to go sneaking around and-"
"That's enough, Rhyline!" Legolas snapped. "That's quite enough. It was NOT just my fault."
"Oh, really? Well she couldn't have done anything without you." and Rhyline, and she stormed out of the room.
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Rhyline sat on a veranda overlooking the waterfall. She heard footsteps coming, but did not acknowlage them. She sat in silence for minutes as someone stood next to her. Finally realiazing she wasn't going to speak, her mysterious visitor cleared his throat.
"Ahm." Rhyline turned and saw Elladan. Or was it Elrohir. She still couldn't tell.
"Oh, hi-" she didn't want to say the wrong name, so she decided to skip that part. "I thought you were my father."
Elladan, for it was Elladan, laughed and sat down beside her. "If I was your father, I'd be handsome and have every avaliable woman chasing after me."
Rhyline snorted. "Wouldn't have to be available." she muttered under her breath.
"Maybe that was the wrong thing to say after your conversation with your father." Seeing Rhyline's confused look he explained. "You shouldn't yell in a home full of Elves if you don't want tp be heard."
She snorted again. "Someone had better tell that to my mother and step- father."
"Maybe you should go apologize to you father.", Elladan said cautiously.
Rhyline jumped to her feet. " What? Are you on his side, now?"
Elladan stayed calm. "No, I am not. But from what you say, he's one of the small amount of people that care about you. He loves you, Rhyline, so you should go talk to him." With that, the Elf got up and left.
"Wait." Elladan turned at the sound of her voice. "One of the people?"
He grinned. "Oh, yes. I will never forget the girl who forgot to pack food on a cross- country trip." And her turned back around and walked away.
Rhyline stuck her tongue out at the back of his head, then smiled to herself. Maybe Elladan was right. She left to go find her father.