Percy stood, his head tiled to the right, and downwards. His green eyes
were intense as they held Alexis'.
"I want to go."
Alexis sighed, his eyes closed as he did so. He looked at Percy sincerely when he opened them again.
"I can't do that."
"Yes you can! You're the one who is leading the fellowship! If I stay here I'll only rue that I didn't go!"
"Percy I'm sorry," Alexis said. "I won't let you come. The fellowship has been formed, and you are to stay in Rivendel. Gandalf will find tasks for you to perform in aid of finding Arual."
"I don't want to perform 'tasks', Alexis!" He looked at the older elf, breathing heavily. "I love her."
Alexis grimaced. He swallowed.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, before turning on his heel and stalking off. Percy watched him leave, lost.
* * *
Dawn the next morning. Alexis, Gandalf and Quipton were conversing in hushed voices. Farin's eyes were dozing and he was yawning widely. Titan had a cloth and was wiping the blade of his sword fondly, Legolas watching on from a large rock beside the archway that was the entrance to Rivendell. Four horses; one white, the others brown, were crowded in the centre of the new fellowship.
Alexis turned; "fellows, shall we depart?"
Without a word, Legolas lifted himself graciously onto the most aerodynamic-looking horse. His fair face was stern as he observed the others' actions. The wizards and Alexis parted, nodding solemnly. Alexis hopped onto his chosen horse; it's muscles smooth and strong, and dragged Farin on behind him. Titan; less flawless than the two elves, mounted the last brown horse.
"Farewell, friend Gandalf," said Quipton, and lifted himself onto his horse. Gandalf raised his hand in a gesture of parting, and watched as the new fellowship exited Rivendell on horses, not conversing. They knew their mission, and they were going to do it whether it cost their lives. Arual needed to be reunited with her father: no matter the consequences.
"I want to go."
Alexis sighed, his eyes closed as he did so. He looked at Percy sincerely when he opened them again.
"I can't do that."
"Yes you can! You're the one who is leading the fellowship! If I stay here I'll only rue that I didn't go!"
"Percy I'm sorry," Alexis said. "I won't let you come. The fellowship has been formed, and you are to stay in Rivendel. Gandalf will find tasks for you to perform in aid of finding Arual."
"I don't want to perform 'tasks', Alexis!" He looked at the older elf, breathing heavily. "I love her."
Alexis grimaced. He swallowed.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, before turning on his heel and stalking off. Percy watched him leave, lost.
* * *
Dawn the next morning. Alexis, Gandalf and Quipton were conversing in hushed voices. Farin's eyes were dozing and he was yawning widely. Titan had a cloth and was wiping the blade of his sword fondly, Legolas watching on from a large rock beside the archway that was the entrance to Rivendell. Four horses; one white, the others brown, were crowded in the centre of the new fellowship.
Alexis turned; "fellows, shall we depart?"
Without a word, Legolas lifted himself graciously onto the most aerodynamic-looking horse. His fair face was stern as he observed the others' actions. The wizards and Alexis parted, nodding solemnly. Alexis hopped onto his chosen horse; it's muscles smooth and strong, and dragged Farin on behind him. Titan; less flawless than the two elves, mounted the last brown horse.
"Farewell, friend Gandalf," said Quipton, and lifted himself onto his horse. Gandalf raised his hand in a gesture of parting, and watched as the new fellowship exited Rivendell on horses, not conversing. They knew their mission, and they were going to do it whether it cost their lives. Arual needed to be reunited with her father: no matter the consequences.