A/N- Ok, i got reviews! kewl! Thanx 2 all the ppl who reads my stuff!
(Lindsay, thanx a bunch! U rock!) Lemme know if u like the three * or the
whole line. Im stealing yur idea lindsay! ^_^ Here's the next chapter!
btw, im making her a princess b/c i dont know wut the title of the daughter of a Lord wuld b. just kall me stupid. i know.
Disclaimer: i dont remember if i put this in the otha chaps, but here it is if i didnt! None of LOTR is mine, except 4 Me'adal, the horses and ponies(except Bill), and the plot.
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It was late afternoon as Me'adal finally reached the borders of the Wood. After the hot sun beating upon her for so long, the cool shade of the huge trees seemed comforting. She had only been walking for a few minutes under the towering trees when two Elves dropped down to meet her. They were guards of her grandparents' Royal House.
"Hello, Princess. Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel have been expecting you." said one of them.
"Have they? I have no idea why." she replied.
"Yes, well, please follow us. They wish to speak with you. Let us just say that Lord Elrond is not pleased with you at the moment." said the other Elf.
A rope was dropped from one of the towering trees close by. They climbed up it, Me'adal with a little more difficulty than the others, because she was not accustomed to climbing trees. When they reached the top, a small platform encircled the tree. A third Elf was at the top, waiting for them, one of the guards of the borders. The two guards continued on, but the guard of the border remained.
They walked across the platform onto one of the massive branches. They seemed to interlace with branches of other trees perfectly to form a walkable path.
They were high enough to be able to see around them, but not much was perceptible. Being on the edge of the forest, the trees were not as tall here, so she could not see much.
*I wonder how they knew of my departure?* She thought as she walked.
The tall hill that Caras Galadhon was positioned on began to rise up in fron of her, just a small hump compared to the horizon. *Not even my father knew, nor anyone else!* Now, she was able to see quite far on her right. She could see a small river running below her. *Besides, I was not headed for these parts, it wouldn't take anyone of Rivendell long to discern where I was headed.* Caras Galadhon was now quite large, she could see the platforms and her grandmother's house. *Why, and how, inform Lothlorien?*
The next "bridge" of branches had a railing, made of branches that had probably fallen long ago, but intricately carved, with vines and leaves with tiny flowers, all made of jewels imprinted into the wood. It lead to the enormous house on top of the hill of Caras Galadhon. Because their tree was not nearly as tall as the one containing the house, there was a large staircase curling around the trunk of the tree, which went all the way down to the ground. She followed the two guards into the House, where Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel were sitting on their thrones. Neither looked pleased when she entered.
"Please leave us." Lord Celeborn said to the guards, and the various servants who waited on them.
"Do you know the penalty for leaving Rivendell?" he asked once they were alone.
"Death upon trial, is it not?" she replied.
"Yes, in fact it is. Did you not think that you would be found?" Celeborn began to sound slightly angered.
"I wasn't sure, actually. If I did get caught, I was hoping it would be after I had accomplished what I had set out to do." she answered, suddenly feeling ashamed.
"We were informed that you may be heading this way a few weeks ago. An eagle from Rivendell, bearing much other news, gave us this information. We have been told to give you an escort and send you straight back to Rivendell." said Celeborn.
"But, I must find-" she was silenced by a raise of Celeborn's hand.
"No, I will have someone ready to take you back to Rivendell ready to leave in the morning. In the meantime, you will remain here. Please inform the guards that they may return on your way out." he said.
Rather than continuing the subject further, she gave up and resolutely turned and left. She followed a seperate path through the trees than the one she had taken up. It drew closer and closer to the ground, gradually, but noticeable. Soon, she was close enough to be able to jump down. She did, and was soon walking among the short grasses and beautiful flowers that still reigned in the gardens of Lothlorien. She sat down on a bench that overlooked a small fountain.
There were small pictures carved on the side, with a rearing horse on the top. It told the story of how the one of the Vala, Oromë, discovered the Elves when they first arrived in Middle Earth. There was a great statue of him as the elves had perceived him, for the Valar could exist in any form. He was riding his great horse Nahar, who was rearing up, wild and graceful.
*I must find a way to get out of here! I cannot allow Sulfeä to stay with the orcs a second longer if I can help it! Maybe I can sneak out tonight while everyone is asleep....*
She was so caught up in forming a plan to get away that she did not even notice when Galadriel walked up behind her. He began to walk a little noisier, so as not to startle the young Elf in her distracted state. Me'adal did not take any notice of her until she was nearly directly in front of her. Only then did she look up and notice that she was standing there.
"What has your heart so troubled?" she asked, sitting down on the bench beside Me'adal.
"I wish to continue in my journey after Sulfeä, but now after getting so close, I must turn back." she replied quietly.
"It is a strange relationship you hold with that horse. It is the same that I hold with my own horse. It was from me that Celebrían grew to love horses, and you from her." she said quietly.
"Does Grandfather understand how you feel about your horse?" she asked.
"Yes, quite well, in fact." she replied.
"Then, why doesn't he-"
"He can be...misundertanding, at times. As can Elrond. Now, although I do not believe that a young female Elf such as yourself should be running around Middle Earth, I have informed an Eagle bearing messages to Rivendell that you are staying with us for a few weeks. Now, I want you to return, but not without Sulfeä, understand?"
At this, Me'adal looked up with a hopeful look. When she realized that Galadriel was telling the truth, her face lit up with happiness. "I won't return without him, whether he be dead or alive!" she said joyously.
"Wonderful. Here, I have a pack for you. There is lembas bread, and some dried fruits. I also put a small knife in the bottom." she said, handing Me'adal a small pack that would fit comfortably inside her larger one.
"Thank you very much, Grandmother! I cannot be more grateful. I hope to return here soon! With Sulfeä, nonetheless." she said. Another Elf dropped out of a nearby tree.
"Lady Galadriel, Princess Me'adal." he said, bowing slightly at the both of them, then turning to Galadriel. "Your presence is requested in the throne room; a large company has arrived."
"Very well, Brethil, and will you kindly escort Me'adal to the north border?" she said, standing up.
"Take care, Me'adal. I will be awaiting your return, and the hopeful return of that wild horse that you have found a way to tame." she said, ascending a stair winding around the trunk of a nearby tree.
*Don't worry, I will be back soon.* she said, smiling inwardly. *I'm glad Grandmother is so understanding!*
"If you would follow me, Princess." Brethil said, walking toward the edge of the clearing.
"Me'adal is fine, Brethil." she said, following him into the trees.
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A/N- How wus that? didja like it? i wus contemplating sending her home, so if u wanna know wut wulda happened if i had, lemme know in a review (i rarely check my mail) and ill write another story w/ that option. either way, the same thing happens, just 1 will b slightly different. read lTalkoftheTown4eva's stories, and HermioneAngel's! ~_^
btw, im making her a princess b/c i dont know wut the title of the daughter of a Lord wuld b. just kall me stupid. i know.
Disclaimer: i dont remember if i put this in the otha chaps, but here it is if i didnt! None of LOTR is mine, except 4 Me'adal, the horses and ponies(except Bill), and the plot.
* * *
It was late afternoon as Me'adal finally reached the borders of the Wood. After the hot sun beating upon her for so long, the cool shade of the huge trees seemed comforting. She had only been walking for a few minutes under the towering trees when two Elves dropped down to meet her. They were guards of her grandparents' Royal House.
"Hello, Princess. Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel have been expecting you." said one of them.
"Have they? I have no idea why." she replied.
"Yes, well, please follow us. They wish to speak with you. Let us just say that Lord Elrond is not pleased with you at the moment." said the other Elf.
A rope was dropped from one of the towering trees close by. They climbed up it, Me'adal with a little more difficulty than the others, because she was not accustomed to climbing trees. When they reached the top, a small platform encircled the tree. A third Elf was at the top, waiting for them, one of the guards of the borders. The two guards continued on, but the guard of the border remained.
They walked across the platform onto one of the massive branches. They seemed to interlace with branches of other trees perfectly to form a walkable path.
They were high enough to be able to see around them, but not much was perceptible. Being on the edge of the forest, the trees were not as tall here, so she could not see much.
*I wonder how they knew of my departure?* She thought as she walked.
The tall hill that Caras Galadhon was positioned on began to rise up in fron of her, just a small hump compared to the horizon. *Not even my father knew, nor anyone else!* Now, she was able to see quite far on her right. She could see a small river running below her. *Besides, I was not headed for these parts, it wouldn't take anyone of Rivendell long to discern where I was headed.* Caras Galadhon was now quite large, she could see the platforms and her grandmother's house. *Why, and how, inform Lothlorien?*
The next "bridge" of branches had a railing, made of branches that had probably fallen long ago, but intricately carved, with vines and leaves with tiny flowers, all made of jewels imprinted into the wood. It lead to the enormous house on top of the hill of Caras Galadhon. Because their tree was not nearly as tall as the one containing the house, there was a large staircase curling around the trunk of the tree, which went all the way down to the ground. She followed the two guards into the House, where Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel were sitting on their thrones. Neither looked pleased when she entered.
"Please leave us." Lord Celeborn said to the guards, and the various servants who waited on them.
"Do you know the penalty for leaving Rivendell?" he asked once they were alone.
"Death upon trial, is it not?" she replied.
"Yes, in fact it is. Did you not think that you would be found?" Celeborn began to sound slightly angered.
"I wasn't sure, actually. If I did get caught, I was hoping it would be after I had accomplished what I had set out to do." she answered, suddenly feeling ashamed.
"We were informed that you may be heading this way a few weeks ago. An eagle from Rivendell, bearing much other news, gave us this information. We have been told to give you an escort and send you straight back to Rivendell." said Celeborn.
"But, I must find-" she was silenced by a raise of Celeborn's hand.
"No, I will have someone ready to take you back to Rivendell ready to leave in the morning. In the meantime, you will remain here. Please inform the guards that they may return on your way out." he said.
Rather than continuing the subject further, she gave up and resolutely turned and left. She followed a seperate path through the trees than the one she had taken up. It drew closer and closer to the ground, gradually, but noticeable. Soon, she was close enough to be able to jump down. She did, and was soon walking among the short grasses and beautiful flowers that still reigned in the gardens of Lothlorien. She sat down on a bench that overlooked a small fountain.
There were small pictures carved on the side, with a rearing horse on the top. It told the story of how the one of the Vala, Oromë, discovered the Elves when they first arrived in Middle Earth. There was a great statue of him as the elves had perceived him, for the Valar could exist in any form. He was riding his great horse Nahar, who was rearing up, wild and graceful.
*I must find a way to get out of here! I cannot allow Sulfeä to stay with the orcs a second longer if I can help it! Maybe I can sneak out tonight while everyone is asleep....*
She was so caught up in forming a plan to get away that she did not even notice when Galadriel walked up behind her. He began to walk a little noisier, so as not to startle the young Elf in her distracted state. Me'adal did not take any notice of her until she was nearly directly in front of her. Only then did she look up and notice that she was standing there.
"What has your heart so troubled?" she asked, sitting down on the bench beside Me'adal.
"I wish to continue in my journey after Sulfeä, but now after getting so close, I must turn back." she replied quietly.
"It is a strange relationship you hold with that horse. It is the same that I hold with my own horse. It was from me that Celebrían grew to love horses, and you from her." she said quietly.
"Does Grandfather understand how you feel about your horse?" she asked.
"Yes, quite well, in fact." she replied.
"Then, why doesn't he-"
"He can be...misundertanding, at times. As can Elrond. Now, although I do not believe that a young female Elf such as yourself should be running around Middle Earth, I have informed an Eagle bearing messages to Rivendell that you are staying with us for a few weeks. Now, I want you to return, but not without Sulfeä, understand?"
At this, Me'adal looked up with a hopeful look. When she realized that Galadriel was telling the truth, her face lit up with happiness. "I won't return without him, whether he be dead or alive!" she said joyously.
"Wonderful. Here, I have a pack for you. There is lembas bread, and some dried fruits. I also put a small knife in the bottom." she said, handing Me'adal a small pack that would fit comfortably inside her larger one.
"Thank you very much, Grandmother! I cannot be more grateful. I hope to return here soon! With Sulfeä, nonetheless." she said. Another Elf dropped out of a nearby tree.
"Lady Galadriel, Princess Me'adal." he said, bowing slightly at the both of them, then turning to Galadriel. "Your presence is requested in the throne room; a large company has arrived."
"Very well, Brethil, and will you kindly escort Me'adal to the north border?" she said, standing up.
"Take care, Me'adal. I will be awaiting your return, and the hopeful return of that wild horse that you have found a way to tame." she said, ascending a stair winding around the trunk of a nearby tree.
*Don't worry, I will be back soon.* she said, smiling inwardly. *I'm glad Grandmother is so understanding!*
"If you would follow me, Princess." Brethil said, walking toward the edge of the clearing.
"Me'adal is fine, Brethil." she said, following him into the trees.
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A/N- How wus that? didja like it? i wus contemplating sending her home, so if u wanna know wut wulda happened if i had, lemme know in a review (i rarely check my mail) and ill write another story w/ that option. either way, the same thing happens, just 1 will b slightly different. read lTalkoftheTown4eva's stories, and HermioneAngel's! ~_^
