Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, but I love it more than ANYTHING in the
world!!! Hope you like y story so far!!
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Arownen walked into the room as Legolas walked from his closet area. He was fully cleaned and was wearing a silk silver tunic. It shined and made his blue eyes come alive. He looked to her. She was beautifully dressed.
She was wearing as well a silver dress, it had to slits down from her lower hips to the bottom of the dress, letting her legs be loose to see. They were crystal white, and very fair. He wished to touch them again.
Her waist was tied with a blue seem of leaves, and around her chest area, which was very shown, was golden embodied vines. Her chest was almost completely visible, and the dress showed her figure well. Legolas almost fainted. Her hair was neatly flowing over her shoulders her around her neck, was the faired necklace of an she-elf sitting on leaves with a star behind her. It glowed against her skin.
She extended a sliver gloved hand to him. He took it and they walked out of the doors. The halls dazzled him, the silver engravings in the dinning hall were exquisite. The walls were originally golden, but silver hues of vines attached to leaves and streams almost covered the gold.
Music started to play as they sat. Arownen sat next to her brothers, on the other side were Legolas, Haldir, and Aragorn. Gandalf's was on the kings right hand, and Legolas was next to Aragorn was next to him. She leaned across the table, and whispered something to her beloved.
"Legolas, are you happy." She asked. He did look a bit nervous.
"Yes my love, of course. And may I say, you love wonderful tonight." He said. He did not think of anything else to describe her. She was more wonderful than the first time he had laid eyes on her. She smiled and turned to her brother. They started to talk in there own tongues.
"Lykeir Nierth Qwan Dorem?" Callo asked.
"Orum." She smiled.
Legolas tried to think of what they were saying, but their language was very different from his, even though it was the same flowing soft sounds.
She turned to him. He looked at her with confusion and smiled. He smiled back at her the Farrowbeth stood. He said a few words in his own language, then he said a few words of understanding in the common tongue, then a few more in the western Elvish tongue of Quenya or Quettie.
"My fellow allies, we have had hard times before this. Though it is good that we can count on each other once again. I wish to applause the humble elves and men from the west to help us with our battles." Farrowbeth said.
Everyone clapped and cheered. Then he sat and the food was served. It was brightly colored, nothing Legolas had seen, save for some vegetables.
There were fruits that he had never seen, brightly colored and they had carvings of silver and gold in their red and purple base color. He saw some meat, which he quickly was fascinated by. It was very red, almost blood like, and it smelled wonderful. He tried everything he could, and Arownen laughed at the gasps and sighs that came from him.
The trays were exquisite as well. They were not silver or gold, but a purple color. Around the edges were engravings of green. In the center of them, was a picture of a stream, or a leave. Everything was so beautiful and the chairs were most comfortable. He felt as if he was sitting on a cloud.
Arownen took up a small piece of fruit, which was pink, and she bit into it. The sweet smells that came from it made Legolas's mouth water ad he quickly searched for one as well.
The music stopped and Farrowbeth stood. He looked to Arownen and we held out his hand to her. She took it and stood up. Her dress flowed around her making her lighter and fairer than the room.
"Now my Arownen, will you please sing us a song,. I am most eager to here your voice." He said softy, and kissed her hand. She bowed her dead and everyone in the hall started to cheer again.
She went the stage, were the classical music was play earlier. She sent herself up on a chair in the middle. It was wooden and had vines growing up the sides of it. She made herself comfortable and took in a great breath. All was silent. Her voice was beautiful.
Lyier merelai! Lyier Merenen!
Herquen Meinnen Hlaith Merenen!
Teir Lai Keirmai Lerquen Qwan!
Keirmai Dorem, Hlaith Itarly Nen!
This put everyone in a trance. After she was done she smiled and everyone sat silent. Then she got up and everyone jumped from their seats. They cheered for her and she laughed. Her brothers came up and grabbed her from the stage. They carried her to Legolas and pulled him to his feet from his chair.
"Faer!" they all yelled.
Arownen laughed and Legolas took her into his arms. He kissed her deep and she kissed him back. The cheers faded into the background and all they could hear was each others heartbeats. They separated from each other and smiled. Arownen was still in his arms. He let her go slowly, she walked backwards and then to her chair. The cheering stopped and the king stood.
"Good night everyone! The hour is late, and I must sleep before the morning comes upon us." He said. He bowed to the guests and everyone stood to bow back. Everyone then started to talk and leave the room. Haldir was leaving with an elf who had long brown straight hair and brown eyes.
Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf remained at the table, even with the efforts of the she-elves to bring Aragorn to them. Arownen led Legolas out of the palace walls and they walked through the woods.
They came upon an open space in the woods. The trees around had silver trunks that stood out against the golden grass. In the middle, ran a stream of bright blue, the moon was shining on it and it almost fascinated them with its bright glow.
Arownen walked to the river and cupped her hands. She took up some water and drank it from her palms. She smiled softly with her eyes still closed then she stood and turned back to Legolas.
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Arownen walked into the room as Legolas walked from his closet area. He was fully cleaned and was wearing a silk silver tunic. It shined and made his blue eyes come alive. He looked to her. She was beautifully dressed.
She was wearing as well a silver dress, it had to slits down from her lower hips to the bottom of the dress, letting her legs be loose to see. They were crystal white, and very fair. He wished to touch them again.
Her waist was tied with a blue seem of leaves, and around her chest area, which was very shown, was golden embodied vines. Her chest was almost completely visible, and the dress showed her figure well. Legolas almost fainted. Her hair was neatly flowing over her shoulders her around her neck, was the faired necklace of an she-elf sitting on leaves with a star behind her. It glowed against her skin.
She extended a sliver gloved hand to him. He took it and they walked out of the doors. The halls dazzled him, the silver engravings in the dinning hall were exquisite. The walls were originally golden, but silver hues of vines attached to leaves and streams almost covered the gold.
Music started to play as they sat. Arownen sat next to her brothers, on the other side were Legolas, Haldir, and Aragorn. Gandalf's was on the kings right hand, and Legolas was next to Aragorn was next to him. She leaned across the table, and whispered something to her beloved.
"Legolas, are you happy." She asked. He did look a bit nervous.
"Yes my love, of course. And may I say, you love wonderful tonight." He said. He did not think of anything else to describe her. She was more wonderful than the first time he had laid eyes on her. She smiled and turned to her brother. They started to talk in there own tongues.
"Lykeir Nierth Qwan Dorem?" Callo asked.
"Orum." She smiled.
Legolas tried to think of what they were saying, but their language was very different from his, even though it was the same flowing soft sounds.
She turned to him. He looked at her with confusion and smiled. He smiled back at her the Farrowbeth stood. He said a few words in his own language, then he said a few words of understanding in the common tongue, then a few more in the western Elvish tongue of Quenya or Quettie.
"My fellow allies, we have had hard times before this. Though it is good that we can count on each other once again. I wish to applause the humble elves and men from the west to help us with our battles." Farrowbeth said.
Everyone clapped and cheered. Then he sat and the food was served. It was brightly colored, nothing Legolas had seen, save for some vegetables.
There were fruits that he had never seen, brightly colored and they had carvings of silver and gold in their red and purple base color. He saw some meat, which he quickly was fascinated by. It was very red, almost blood like, and it smelled wonderful. He tried everything he could, and Arownen laughed at the gasps and sighs that came from him.
The trays were exquisite as well. They were not silver or gold, but a purple color. Around the edges were engravings of green. In the center of them, was a picture of a stream, or a leave. Everything was so beautiful and the chairs were most comfortable. He felt as if he was sitting on a cloud.
Arownen took up a small piece of fruit, which was pink, and she bit into it. The sweet smells that came from it made Legolas's mouth water ad he quickly searched for one as well.
The music stopped and Farrowbeth stood. He looked to Arownen and we held out his hand to her. She took it and stood up. Her dress flowed around her making her lighter and fairer than the room.
"Now my Arownen, will you please sing us a song,. I am most eager to here your voice." He said softy, and kissed her hand. She bowed her dead and everyone in the hall started to cheer again.
She went the stage, were the classical music was play earlier. She sent herself up on a chair in the middle. It was wooden and had vines growing up the sides of it. She made herself comfortable and took in a great breath. All was silent. Her voice was beautiful.
Lyier merelai! Lyier Merenen!
Herquen Meinnen Hlaith Merenen!
Teir Lai Keirmai Lerquen Qwan!
Keirmai Dorem, Hlaith Itarly Nen!
This put everyone in a trance. After she was done she smiled and everyone sat silent. Then she got up and everyone jumped from their seats. They cheered for her and she laughed. Her brothers came up and grabbed her from the stage. They carried her to Legolas and pulled him to his feet from his chair.
"Faer!" they all yelled.
Arownen laughed and Legolas took her into his arms. He kissed her deep and she kissed him back. The cheers faded into the background and all they could hear was each others heartbeats. They separated from each other and smiled. Arownen was still in his arms. He let her go slowly, she walked backwards and then to her chair. The cheering stopped and the king stood.
"Good night everyone! The hour is late, and I must sleep before the morning comes upon us." He said. He bowed to the guests and everyone stood to bow back. Everyone then started to talk and leave the room. Haldir was leaving with an elf who had long brown straight hair and brown eyes.
Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf remained at the table, even with the efforts of the she-elves to bring Aragorn to them. Arownen led Legolas out of the palace walls and they walked through the woods.
They came upon an open space in the woods. The trees around had silver trunks that stood out against the golden grass. In the middle, ran a stream of bright blue, the moon was shining on it and it almost fascinated them with its bright glow.
Arownen walked to the river and cupped her hands. She took up some water and drank it from her palms. She smiled softly with her eyes still closed then she stood and turned back to Legolas.
