Chapter Six
The three quickly arrived upon a gigantic dome, which eminently spiraled down into what appeared to be a large throne area. The designs on the walls were of metalworkings, pyrite, iron and coal. Many steel weapons were strewn about the room and war seemed to be the theme of the hall. They finally made their way to an enormous wooden bench positioned parallel to what looked like the leaders'.
Gimli broke the silence first. "This room seems friendly," he said with a sarcastic nod.
"Sit and wait," the shadowed man said just before he disappeared.
They seated the bench and waited for further instruction.
"This cap is itching my beard when can I take it off?" Gimli exclaimed.
"When were done with the mission." Aragorn replied.
"This dress feels so soft against my skin, whenever I walk it tickles me a little." Legolas said thinking aloud.
"Oh come on," Gimli said whining to Aragorn, "this dress feels soooo good, my hair looks soooo pretty especially when I put little flowers in it, Aragorn does this shawl make my butt look big? Kill me now." Gimli finished; now ready to hang himself with his small cap.
"Do you want me to pummel you?" Legolas quickly replied.
"You wouldn't want to break a nail now would ya?" Gimli sharply snapped back.
Just then another shadowed figure entered the hall.
"Lets cut the chit chat, what mission do you speak of?" the hooded man inquired.
The trio looked at each other in devastation.
"You think you could try to trick me aye? We Aroloians may be simple but we aren't stupid." The figure was quickly uncloaked by the candlelight in the room. Aragorn decided not to hide it any longer it would only make things more difficult for them.
"We never thought to test your intelligence just to investigate your perception." Aragorn tried calming down the situation.
"How could you really think we would believe a disguise as simple as that? They were terrified to answer. Just when they thought it was all over and it couldn't get any worse.
"I mean to hide a dwarf as a human, you've got to be smarter than that." The party was in awe. Could the man really not tell that Legolas was an elf? How could this be, had he overlooked the situation?
"You should know that you don't have to hide in front of us brother dwarf, we except you here. Our kind have been united in battle, has this tale not yet been told to you, or maybe you have been with the wrong kind of humans for far too long," he finished.
"You know why we are here then?" Spoke Aragorn.
"I have been informed by my council. Ah, but we have not yet been properly introduced, please forgive me. I am Mavis prince of Aroloian."
Just as Aragorn started the introductions he was interrupted by Mavis' impertinent stare upon Legolas.
"Ah you must be the lovely Cerwenya." Mavis lurked closer to Legolas implying to kiss his hand. Legolas brought up his hand for the Prince to kiss. "You have such delicate fingers my dear and your skin smells of sweet lilacs.
"That's probably because he err.... she was rubbing all of those flowers on herself earlier in the meadow. Quite annoying." Gimli informed them.
"Don't dismiss what you haven't tried for yourself, besides it has a nice fragrance," Legolas explained.
"It certainly does my dear." The Prince smiled.
"Shall we get down to business?" Aragorn asked.
"We shall. What is it you want from us?" Mavis replied.
Aragorn had readied his speech but at the last moment the thought of what Legolas was doing in the meadow earlier irked his brain.
"King Theoden wishes and all the peoples of Rohan wish for your support in the war against Sauron's forces."
"What do we get out of it?" the prince inquired.
"What? What do you mean what do you get out of it, you get to keep your lands and all the people in your lands safe, if we don't defeat Sauron no one is going to have a home left to come back to, don't you understand? But of course... your people have no want to help the elves."
"We have only one thing that speaks treachery in this kingdom and that is of elven nature."
"Why do you hate them so profoundly?"
"Because, they will have nothing to do with us, Saruman the Wise has told us of this, they are our enemies."
"Then you have been greatly deceived, for Saruman is Sauron's ally and he has turned his armies against us at the Battle of Helm's Deep."
"Is this true?"
"It is, this is written proof from King Theoden from upon his seal you have my word."
Mavis opens the contained letter and reads it; he lets out a long awaited sigh.
"For it is true, my father always took Theoden's council, he relied on it well. We shall help you without hesitation. Of course, I still will be needing a little compensation for my trouble, you know, to make it worth my while."
"Alright, I don't want to play this game anymore, name it, whatever it is the price it can't be too high. Aragorn had hoped.
Mavis replied with his answer. "Then it is settled, all I ask is for one night with your beautiful wife Cerwenya."
TO BE CONTINUED...
The three quickly arrived upon a gigantic dome, which eminently spiraled down into what appeared to be a large throne area. The designs on the walls were of metalworkings, pyrite, iron and coal. Many steel weapons were strewn about the room and war seemed to be the theme of the hall. They finally made their way to an enormous wooden bench positioned parallel to what looked like the leaders'.
Gimli broke the silence first. "This room seems friendly," he said with a sarcastic nod.
"Sit and wait," the shadowed man said just before he disappeared.
They seated the bench and waited for further instruction.
"This cap is itching my beard when can I take it off?" Gimli exclaimed.
"When were done with the mission." Aragorn replied.
"This dress feels so soft against my skin, whenever I walk it tickles me a little." Legolas said thinking aloud.
"Oh come on," Gimli said whining to Aragorn, "this dress feels soooo good, my hair looks soooo pretty especially when I put little flowers in it, Aragorn does this shawl make my butt look big? Kill me now." Gimli finished; now ready to hang himself with his small cap.
"Do you want me to pummel you?" Legolas quickly replied.
"You wouldn't want to break a nail now would ya?" Gimli sharply snapped back.
Just then another shadowed figure entered the hall.
"Lets cut the chit chat, what mission do you speak of?" the hooded man inquired.
The trio looked at each other in devastation.
"You think you could try to trick me aye? We Aroloians may be simple but we aren't stupid." The figure was quickly uncloaked by the candlelight in the room. Aragorn decided not to hide it any longer it would only make things more difficult for them.
"We never thought to test your intelligence just to investigate your perception." Aragorn tried calming down the situation.
"How could you really think we would believe a disguise as simple as that? They were terrified to answer. Just when they thought it was all over and it couldn't get any worse.
"I mean to hide a dwarf as a human, you've got to be smarter than that." The party was in awe. Could the man really not tell that Legolas was an elf? How could this be, had he overlooked the situation?
"You should know that you don't have to hide in front of us brother dwarf, we except you here. Our kind have been united in battle, has this tale not yet been told to you, or maybe you have been with the wrong kind of humans for far too long," he finished.
"You know why we are here then?" Spoke Aragorn.
"I have been informed by my council. Ah, but we have not yet been properly introduced, please forgive me. I am Mavis prince of Aroloian."
Just as Aragorn started the introductions he was interrupted by Mavis' impertinent stare upon Legolas.
"Ah you must be the lovely Cerwenya." Mavis lurked closer to Legolas implying to kiss his hand. Legolas brought up his hand for the Prince to kiss. "You have such delicate fingers my dear and your skin smells of sweet lilacs.
"That's probably because he err.... she was rubbing all of those flowers on herself earlier in the meadow. Quite annoying." Gimli informed them.
"Don't dismiss what you haven't tried for yourself, besides it has a nice fragrance," Legolas explained.
"It certainly does my dear." The Prince smiled.
"Shall we get down to business?" Aragorn asked.
"We shall. What is it you want from us?" Mavis replied.
Aragorn had readied his speech but at the last moment the thought of what Legolas was doing in the meadow earlier irked his brain.
"King Theoden wishes and all the peoples of Rohan wish for your support in the war against Sauron's forces."
"What do we get out of it?" the prince inquired.
"What? What do you mean what do you get out of it, you get to keep your lands and all the people in your lands safe, if we don't defeat Sauron no one is going to have a home left to come back to, don't you understand? But of course... your people have no want to help the elves."
"We have only one thing that speaks treachery in this kingdom and that is of elven nature."
"Why do you hate them so profoundly?"
"Because, they will have nothing to do with us, Saruman the Wise has told us of this, they are our enemies."
"Then you have been greatly deceived, for Saruman is Sauron's ally and he has turned his armies against us at the Battle of Helm's Deep."
"Is this true?"
"It is, this is written proof from King Theoden from upon his seal you have my word."
Mavis opens the contained letter and reads it; he lets out a long awaited sigh.
"For it is true, my father always took Theoden's council, he relied on it well. We shall help you without hesitation. Of course, I still will be needing a little compensation for my trouble, you know, to make it worth my while."
"Alright, I don't want to play this game anymore, name it, whatever it is the price it can't be too high. Aragorn had hoped.
Mavis replied with his answer. "Then it is settled, all I ask is for one night with your beautiful wife Cerwenya."
TO BE CONTINUED...
