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Lord Elrond sent out scouts, including Elladan and Elrohir. Rhyline spent all her time with her father.
Two months later the scouts returned:
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"Do you still loathe me entirely?" Elladan asked Rhyline. Elladan, Rhyline, and Elrohir sat inside. Rhyline stopped sitting on the veranda once the December air grew unbearable.
"A little, I suppose."
Elladan shrugged. "As long as you don't stab me in my sleep."
"Where were you two?"
Elrohir smiled and shook his head. "We cannot discuss it with you."
Rhyline grinned back. "Aww, Elrohir. Come on, you can trust me."
"We can only discuss it with our father." With that, Elladan snorted.
Rhyline stared at him, then turned to look at Elrohir. "What's his problem?"
The twin grinned. "Father told us yesterday he wanted us to get married."
Elladan buried his face in his hands. "Oh, poor boys." Rhyline snickered.
A strange man came and sat down near him. "Elladan. Elrohir." He said by way of greeting.
"Dunadan, what news do you bring?" asked Elrohir.
Dunadan? Rhyline looked at the man. So this was Aragorn son of Arathorn. This was Isildur's heir.
"I was asked to bring word to you that the Fellowship of the Ring will leave in five days. Also, Elladan and Elrohir, your father wishes you to come to his study and meet some guests."
"He's found them already." Elladan groaned.
Elrohir smiled. "Don't worry, brother, there's still time."
"Good luck." Rhyline called after them, then turned towards Aragorn. "Excuse me, I have to go speak to my father."
"Legolas sent word with me that he wishes you to meet him on the veranda at noon."
"You know Legolas is my father?" she asked, curious.
"Of course. He doesn't have to hide that fact here. Not anymore."
"You seem to know many things, Son of Arathorn."
He smiled at her. "I make it my business to know.
Rhyline grinned back, then went to the veranda. It was nearly noon.
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"Father, it's freezing out here!"
Legolas laughed, and gave her a cloak. "You should have brought your cloak, Rhyline."
"Let's go inside, father."
"No, Rhyline, I need to talk to you in private."
"Oh, boy." Rhyline rolled her eyes.
"It's nothing like the last time."
"Great."
"I'm leaving in five days. I want you to behave yourself."
Rhyline grinned a dazzling grin. "I always behave myself."
Legolas laughed aloud.
"I was serious." Her father just laughed harder.
"Okay, stop that." Legolas managed to stop laughing, but continued to grin.
"On all seriousness, Rhyline, you need to be on your best behavior here, and listen to Elladan and Elrohir-"
"Oh, great. I'm dead."
"Rhyline."
"It was a joke!" she protested.
"They will take care of you, and you will mind them or else."
She was tempted to say "or else what?" but decided against it. "Yes, father."
"Good." He said, smiling. He put his hand on her shoulder and guided her inside.
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Yeah, I know a very short chapter. But that's because no one reads this story. So no one cares. WOOO-HOOO I can do anything I want and there's ABSOLUTELY NO ONE TO COMPLAIN!!
HECK YEAH!
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Lord Elrond sent out scouts, including Elladan and Elrohir. Rhyline spent all her time with her father.
Two months later the scouts returned:
~*~*~*~*~
"Do you still loathe me entirely?" Elladan asked Rhyline. Elladan, Rhyline, and Elrohir sat inside. Rhyline stopped sitting on the veranda once the December air grew unbearable.
"A little, I suppose."
Elladan shrugged. "As long as you don't stab me in my sleep."
"Where were you two?"
Elrohir smiled and shook his head. "We cannot discuss it with you."
Rhyline grinned back. "Aww, Elrohir. Come on, you can trust me."
"We can only discuss it with our father." With that, Elladan snorted.
Rhyline stared at him, then turned to look at Elrohir. "What's his problem?"
The twin grinned. "Father told us yesterday he wanted us to get married."
Elladan buried his face in his hands. "Oh, poor boys." Rhyline snickered.
A strange man came and sat down near him. "Elladan. Elrohir." He said by way of greeting.
"Dunadan, what news do you bring?" asked Elrohir.
Dunadan? Rhyline looked at the man. So this was Aragorn son of Arathorn. This was Isildur's heir.
"I was asked to bring word to you that the Fellowship of the Ring will leave in five days. Also, Elladan and Elrohir, your father wishes you to come to his study and meet some guests."
"He's found them already." Elladan groaned.
Elrohir smiled. "Don't worry, brother, there's still time."
"Good luck." Rhyline called after them, then turned towards Aragorn. "Excuse me, I have to go speak to my father."
"Legolas sent word with me that he wishes you to meet him on the veranda at noon."
"You know Legolas is my father?" she asked, curious.
"Of course. He doesn't have to hide that fact here. Not anymore."
"You seem to know many things, Son of Arathorn."
He smiled at her. "I make it my business to know.
Rhyline grinned back, then went to the veranda. It was nearly noon.
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"Father, it's freezing out here!"
Legolas laughed, and gave her a cloak. "You should have brought your cloak, Rhyline."
"Let's go inside, father."
"No, Rhyline, I need to talk to you in private."
"Oh, boy." Rhyline rolled her eyes.
"It's nothing like the last time."
"Great."
"I'm leaving in five days. I want you to behave yourself."
Rhyline grinned a dazzling grin. "I always behave myself."
Legolas laughed aloud.
"I was serious." Her father just laughed harder.
"Okay, stop that." Legolas managed to stop laughing, but continued to grin.
"On all seriousness, Rhyline, you need to be on your best behavior here, and listen to Elladan and Elrohir-"
"Oh, great. I'm dead."
"Rhyline."
"It was a joke!" she protested.
"They will take care of you, and you will mind them or else."
She was tempted to say "or else what?" but decided against it. "Yes, father."
"Good." He said, smiling. He put his hand on her shoulder and guided her inside.
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Yeah, I know a very short chapter. But that's because no one reads this story. So no one cares. WOOO-HOOO I can do anything I want and there's ABSOLUTELY NO ONE TO COMPLAIN!!
HECK YEAH!