Her father kissed her forehead before exiting. Arual lay, too nauseated
to think of her fathers' apology. It had dawned on her - in the subtlest
way - that she did not belong in Rivendell. She would leave. Soon.
Alexis was staying with her father, and she knew his physical power was far beyond hers, so she must leave at dusk, when he would most likely to be reading. He had informed her of his 'me' time - which had puzzled her. Why not have 'me' time all the time?
Tomorrow she would help in the kitchen and sneak lembas out - for her journey. She had been looking at the map frequently in the past two days, and had estimated Legolas would be Carrock. It would take her four days to meet up with him - then he would send a message to her father, and take her with him. It would be a wonderful adventure.
* * *
Percy sneaked up behind Arual - who was slicing the bread - and lifted her off her feet. She gave a yelp of surprise as he swung her around and around.
"Perce! Let go!"
He did as she said, and she held the long knife before her, as if to pounce. He did a mock show of terror.
"Not funny." A grin spread across her face.
"Sorry. Wotcha doing?"
"Slicing bread." Arual's accent was much more posh than Percy's, and she used it to patronise him.
"Wanna do something? I have the rest of the day off, and I want to spend it with the stupidest person here. Besides me, of course.
"Oh, sorry," said Arual, turning back to the bread. "Celeblare isn't here."
Percy stifled a snigger. Celeblare was their 'worst enemy', who they waged war against. When Elrond was not in Rivendell, course. Her twin, Celeblain, was always on their team. Arual had had a bit of a 'thing' for him when they were younger.
"Seriously."
"Ok - give me five minutes to get changed, and I'll meet you entrance hall. I want to practice my archery," and with that, she left the bread as it was, and ran towards her room, careful not to let the lembas hidden in her gown be seen. That was close. Percy had come in just as she had hidden them.
* * *
Arual shoved the lembas under her bed, and retrieved the bow and quiver. She would have to get used to using them.
Alexis was staying with her father, and she knew his physical power was far beyond hers, so she must leave at dusk, when he would most likely to be reading. He had informed her of his 'me' time - which had puzzled her. Why not have 'me' time all the time?
Tomorrow she would help in the kitchen and sneak lembas out - for her journey. She had been looking at the map frequently in the past two days, and had estimated Legolas would be Carrock. It would take her four days to meet up with him - then he would send a message to her father, and take her with him. It would be a wonderful adventure.
* * *
Percy sneaked up behind Arual - who was slicing the bread - and lifted her off her feet. She gave a yelp of surprise as he swung her around and around.
"Perce! Let go!"
He did as she said, and she held the long knife before her, as if to pounce. He did a mock show of terror.
"Not funny." A grin spread across her face.
"Sorry. Wotcha doing?"
"Slicing bread." Arual's accent was much more posh than Percy's, and she used it to patronise him.
"Wanna do something? I have the rest of the day off, and I want to spend it with the stupidest person here. Besides me, of course.
"Oh, sorry," said Arual, turning back to the bread. "Celeblare isn't here."
Percy stifled a snigger. Celeblare was their 'worst enemy', who they waged war against. When Elrond was not in Rivendell, course. Her twin, Celeblain, was always on their team. Arual had had a bit of a 'thing' for him when they were younger.
"Seriously."
"Ok - give me five minutes to get changed, and I'll meet you entrance hall. I want to practice my archery," and with that, she left the bread as it was, and ran towards her room, careful not to let the lembas hidden in her gown be seen. That was close. Percy had come in just as she had hidden them.
* * *
Arual shoved the lembas under her bed, and retrieved the bow and quiver. She would have to get used to using them.