Wishing Mirror
As the three riders quickly rode down their narrow path, a crowd of more than a thousand griffins flew into the sky. The sound of their many wings flapping in unity filled the sky.
Lauren turned back. "What is that?"
Legolas's mouth fell open a little bit as he saw the great horde coming towards them. "An army of griffins!"
Demrem laughed. "I told you, Prince! The prophecy is unfolding before us!"
Lauren just waited and watched the empty sky...till her mortal eyes could finally see the great beasts flying. "I can't believe it!"
A few minutes passed and finally, the griffins were flying just above them. One of them landed with a thud onto the ground before them. Sitting in between the giant wings was Orodmir. His eyes were now shining brighter in the sun and his white hair was draped over his shoulders and over his fine gold jewelry. "We will fight under one condition: all requests must be asked by Lauren. We will receive no ORDERS from elves, nor requests from them. That is our proposition."
"I suppose that will be no problem, but come with us, please, so we may discuss this with the King Thranduil," Legolas said. "Follow us."
Orodmir laughed. "There is no need to follow you. We will take you there much faster and safer. Thorwen, Kilen, Fathern!"
The three black griffins lowered from their place with the rest and landed behind Orodmir and his steed. Lauren eagerly leaped from her horse to get on Thorwen while Legolas disapprovingly looked on.
"Thorwen!" Lauren practically yelled with enthusiasm.
Thorwen lowered his body so she could climb on. "It is my young friend! Orodmir has appointed me as your steed for whenever you like, if you don't mind..."
"Of course I wouldn't mind!" Lauren smiled. "I would choose no other."
"I think I would rather ride my horse," Legolas said. "I know griffins have no love for elves."
"GAH! As long as you pay handsomely, there should be no trouble!" said one griffin.
"Silence!" Orodmir yelled. It was the first time I'd seen him look angry, though I guess it wasn't THAT surprising cause I hadn't seen him much at all. "As long as Lauren is friends with elves, so we shall respect them," he said and then looked back at Legolas. "If you wish to make haste, you would ride a winged-steed. Especially since, the orcs are already on their way to Thranduil's halls."
Legolas paused. "What?"
"You didn't know?" Orodmir was surprised. "Well, I guess you wouldn't...the orcs should make it there in two days! A few of my subjects have seen them on their way. So, shall we make haste?"
"Yes, indeed!" Legolas exclaimed, gracefully hopping off of his horse. Demrem followed Legolas's lead and did the same. Before long, Legolas, Lauren, and Demrem were riding in the air and behind the whole flock of griffins were three especially large griffins, carrying the bewildered horses with their clawed paws.
Lauren smiled at Legolas, but his forehead was wrinkled with anticipation for his people. "Don't worry, Legolas! Just yesterday, everything was going horrible and now things are already getting better. We have the griffins."
"I hope things will be all right. I have some hope left, and only because of you... Brilaglar," Legolas said. Lauren smiled even more. She had never enjoyed anyone calling her that, so much. "And I want to say I'm sorry," Legolas said, glancing over at her. "You're not just a child."
"It's all right," she answered, and they said no more.
That night they arrived and Lauren was completely wiped out. She looked at Legolas with half-lidded eyes, but he seemed to be just as alert as ever. "Are we gonna go to our rooms now?"
"I doubt it," he said, looking at her with fearful eyes. He seemed to have been in deep thought before she spoke. "We must speak with the king, but if you wish for me to talk to him instead of you, I can do that, but you should probably be there."
"All right," Lauren yawned. "Then I guess I'll come, though I might fall asleep."
After a little bit of arguing between Legolas and Orodmir, where the meeting should be, Demrem, Legolas, Orodmir finally agreed they should go inside. Lauren followed the three of them into Thranduil's chambers.
"I wonder what time it is," Lauren murmured sleepily, not really expecting any answer.
"It's probably four o' clock in the morning," Legolas answered.
Legolas went in to awake the king and then he motioned the others to enter. Lauren saw the king seated at a table in his green nightgown, or whatever you wanted to call his robe. Demrem wished them all a good night and went to his chambers, while Legolas, Lauren, and Orodmir seated themselves.
The elves talked about war matters, while Lauren just drowsily watched. Soon she was asleep and had her face flat on the table.
"There is nothing else to talk about for now, but tomorrow you'll have to explain to Lauren what's going on," Thranduil announced.
Legolas nodded. "I will speak with her tomorrow."
"If it is all right, I will speak to the griffins and then go to my chambers?" Orodmir asked. "Am I permitted to have any?"
King Thranduil smiled. "You are permitted to have any gold room as you wish, as long as it has a green leaf placed on it. The room you choose, please remove the leaf, and then when you permanently leave the room, put the leaf back. You are welcomed to do anything here, for you are our friends."
Orodmir nodded. "Seems you have become more respectable, King Thranduil."
Thranduil frowned. "Worry not, you will receive all you once lost," he said. "Now, Legolas, go call for a servant to take Lauren back to her chambers."
Legolas shrugged. "It would be much easier if I took her myself, my Lord, if you say so."
"Then take her, Legolas," the king said.
Legolas carried Lauren in his arms like she weighed nothing. She opened her eyes and tried to get up. "What is going on?"
"Nothing," he said. "I'm just taking you to your room. You are too tired to walk."
Lauren closed her eyes. "Whatever," she mumbled, already falling back asleep.
The next day Lauren woke up, unsure of what time it was. There was a candle lit in her room already and a few other signs shown that a maid had come in.
"It must be past eight!" she said to herself. She looked in the armoire and found a note.
"Prince Legolas states that you do not like fine royalty dresses, so we've found some more casual things for you to wear. We hope you like the change," Lauren read. She smiled. She really DID hate the frilly things that they made her wear that were impossible to walk in! "Good ole Legolas!" she said, putting the note down and looking through the new selection of clothes.
She pulled out a white dress that had long, big lacy sleeves. The fabric was unbelievably soft. Lauren rubbed it against her face and smiled. 'Wow, I love this! I'll feel like Eowyn now!' she thought. 'Brilaglar, elf- friend, beautiful warrior!'
"Now, Legolas, you must spend all today with Lauren. Make sure she is at ease for tomorrow and explain to her the war plans. Tell her that she will stay at the right side of me during the war and she will have our best guards protecting her. But most of all, try to make today a peaceful day for her. Tomorrow, all will be in chaos."
Legolas smiled. "I won't let you down."
So he hurried towards Lauren's room and knocked on her door. "Lauren, are you awake?"
"Just a minute!" she exclaimed, so Legolas waited for a few minutes. She then came out in a more casual dress than what she wore the first day she was there. It was a silky white with a low top, revealing her smooth shoulders. She had done her makeup more naturally just by herself and her straight long blond hair was down, reaching almost to her waist. She was so happy that her warm blue eyes seemed to smile somehow.
"You are as fair as any great elf princess, Lauren," he said slowly.
Lauren shook her head. "Thank you, but I do not believe it."
Legolas decided not to press the subject, though he deeply disagreed. "Anyways, come, I will show you something." He grabbed her hand and she hurried with him. They walked farther into the halls than Lauren had ever been, through gold halls and through silver. "I have something I want to give you."
Legolas took her into an amazing green room. Lauren had never seen anything more beautiful. The bed was made out of a silky green fabric, but imbedded into the fabric was very small gold pieces, almost like little gold dust!
"This is my chambers," he said.
"It's awesome, Legolas, but is this what you had to show me?"
Legolas laughed. "No, this is what I had to GIVE you," he said, opening a silver drawer and pulling out a mirror, small enough to fit in Legolas's hand. "It's magic," he claimed. "If you wish for ONE thing, it shall be given to you."
"You mean I can wish for one thing, right now?"
"It'd be best if you waited till you really needed something, but this mirror can be used as one wish for anyone, but only one. It is dangerous and you cannot loose it. It could get put into the wrong hands. I'll give it to you, and when the war is over, you could use your one wish and go home...if you want."
"Oh Legolas!" Lauren exclaimed. "Thank you so much! Have you eve wished on it? How do you know it works?"
"I haven't wished on it. I've been waiting for a time to wish, but I just feel as if you need it more, but I am sure it works. It worked for my father...he has more gold in Mirkwood than anyone else."
She gasped. "THAT is how he got so much gold?"
"Yes, there was no way we could find it all...it was a selfish wish, but he couldn't unwish it, though he found out how many enemies it had made him."
"Wow, well I know what I'll wish...I can't wait to be home."
"Just PLEASE don't wish to go home until the war is completely over. We'll see if you even want to go then."
Lauren wasn't sure what he meant. She was going to want to go home as long as she was here!
"Come on, let's go somewhere else. There are plenty of things we can do today...plus lot of things that must be said."
Lauren: "dun, dun, dun! Wait till next chapter :) Review, bitch!! Please?"
Legolas: "Yes...please?"
As the three riders quickly rode down their narrow path, a crowd of more than a thousand griffins flew into the sky. The sound of their many wings flapping in unity filled the sky.
Lauren turned back. "What is that?"
Legolas's mouth fell open a little bit as he saw the great horde coming towards them. "An army of griffins!"
Demrem laughed. "I told you, Prince! The prophecy is unfolding before us!"
Lauren just waited and watched the empty sky...till her mortal eyes could finally see the great beasts flying. "I can't believe it!"
A few minutes passed and finally, the griffins were flying just above them. One of them landed with a thud onto the ground before them. Sitting in between the giant wings was Orodmir. His eyes were now shining brighter in the sun and his white hair was draped over his shoulders and over his fine gold jewelry. "We will fight under one condition: all requests must be asked by Lauren. We will receive no ORDERS from elves, nor requests from them. That is our proposition."
"I suppose that will be no problem, but come with us, please, so we may discuss this with the King Thranduil," Legolas said. "Follow us."
Orodmir laughed. "There is no need to follow you. We will take you there much faster and safer. Thorwen, Kilen, Fathern!"
The three black griffins lowered from their place with the rest and landed behind Orodmir and his steed. Lauren eagerly leaped from her horse to get on Thorwen while Legolas disapprovingly looked on.
"Thorwen!" Lauren practically yelled with enthusiasm.
Thorwen lowered his body so she could climb on. "It is my young friend! Orodmir has appointed me as your steed for whenever you like, if you don't mind..."
"Of course I wouldn't mind!" Lauren smiled. "I would choose no other."
"I think I would rather ride my horse," Legolas said. "I know griffins have no love for elves."
"GAH! As long as you pay handsomely, there should be no trouble!" said one griffin.
"Silence!" Orodmir yelled. It was the first time I'd seen him look angry, though I guess it wasn't THAT surprising cause I hadn't seen him much at all. "As long as Lauren is friends with elves, so we shall respect them," he said and then looked back at Legolas. "If you wish to make haste, you would ride a winged-steed. Especially since, the orcs are already on their way to Thranduil's halls."
Legolas paused. "What?"
"You didn't know?" Orodmir was surprised. "Well, I guess you wouldn't...the orcs should make it there in two days! A few of my subjects have seen them on their way. So, shall we make haste?"
"Yes, indeed!" Legolas exclaimed, gracefully hopping off of his horse. Demrem followed Legolas's lead and did the same. Before long, Legolas, Lauren, and Demrem were riding in the air and behind the whole flock of griffins were three especially large griffins, carrying the bewildered horses with their clawed paws.
Lauren smiled at Legolas, but his forehead was wrinkled with anticipation for his people. "Don't worry, Legolas! Just yesterday, everything was going horrible and now things are already getting better. We have the griffins."
"I hope things will be all right. I have some hope left, and only because of you... Brilaglar," Legolas said. Lauren smiled even more. She had never enjoyed anyone calling her that, so much. "And I want to say I'm sorry," Legolas said, glancing over at her. "You're not just a child."
"It's all right," she answered, and they said no more.
That night they arrived and Lauren was completely wiped out. She looked at Legolas with half-lidded eyes, but he seemed to be just as alert as ever. "Are we gonna go to our rooms now?"
"I doubt it," he said, looking at her with fearful eyes. He seemed to have been in deep thought before she spoke. "We must speak with the king, but if you wish for me to talk to him instead of you, I can do that, but you should probably be there."
"All right," Lauren yawned. "Then I guess I'll come, though I might fall asleep."
After a little bit of arguing between Legolas and Orodmir, where the meeting should be, Demrem, Legolas, Orodmir finally agreed they should go inside. Lauren followed the three of them into Thranduil's chambers.
"I wonder what time it is," Lauren murmured sleepily, not really expecting any answer.
"It's probably four o' clock in the morning," Legolas answered.
Legolas went in to awake the king and then he motioned the others to enter. Lauren saw the king seated at a table in his green nightgown, or whatever you wanted to call his robe. Demrem wished them all a good night and went to his chambers, while Legolas, Lauren, and Orodmir seated themselves.
The elves talked about war matters, while Lauren just drowsily watched. Soon she was asleep and had her face flat on the table.
"There is nothing else to talk about for now, but tomorrow you'll have to explain to Lauren what's going on," Thranduil announced.
Legolas nodded. "I will speak with her tomorrow."
"If it is all right, I will speak to the griffins and then go to my chambers?" Orodmir asked. "Am I permitted to have any?"
King Thranduil smiled. "You are permitted to have any gold room as you wish, as long as it has a green leaf placed on it. The room you choose, please remove the leaf, and then when you permanently leave the room, put the leaf back. You are welcomed to do anything here, for you are our friends."
Orodmir nodded. "Seems you have become more respectable, King Thranduil."
Thranduil frowned. "Worry not, you will receive all you once lost," he said. "Now, Legolas, go call for a servant to take Lauren back to her chambers."
Legolas shrugged. "It would be much easier if I took her myself, my Lord, if you say so."
"Then take her, Legolas," the king said.
Legolas carried Lauren in his arms like she weighed nothing. She opened her eyes and tried to get up. "What is going on?"
"Nothing," he said. "I'm just taking you to your room. You are too tired to walk."
Lauren closed her eyes. "Whatever," she mumbled, already falling back asleep.
The next day Lauren woke up, unsure of what time it was. There was a candle lit in her room already and a few other signs shown that a maid had come in.
"It must be past eight!" she said to herself. She looked in the armoire and found a note.
"Prince Legolas states that you do not like fine royalty dresses, so we've found some more casual things for you to wear. We hope you like the change," Lauren read. She smiled. She really DID hate the frilly things that they made her wear that were impossible to walk in! "Good ole Legolas!" she said, putting the note down and looking through the new selection of clothes.
She pulled out a white dress that had long, big lacy sleeves. The fabric was unbelievably soft. Lauren rubbed it against her face and smiled. 'Wow, I love this! I'll feel like Eowyn now!' she thought. 'Brilaglar, elf- friend, beautiful warrior!'
"Now, Legolas, you must spend all today with Lauren. Make sure she is at ease for tomorrow and explain to her the war plans. Tell her that she will stay at the right side of me during the war and she will have our best guards protecting her. But most of all, try to make today a peaceful day for her. Tomorrow, all will be in chaos."
Legolas smiled. "I won't let you down."
So he hurried towards Lauren's room and knocked on her door. "Lauren, are you awake?"
"Just a minute!" she exclaimed, so Legolas waited for a few minutes. She then came out in a more casual dress than what she wore the first day she was there. It was a silky white with a low top, revealing her smooth shoulders. She had done her makeup more naturally just by herself and her straight long blond hair was down, reaching almost to her waist. She was so happy that her warm blue eyes seemed to smile somehow.
"You are as fair as any great elf princess, Lauren," he said slowly.
Lauren shook her head. "Thank you, but I do not believe it."
Legolas decided not to press the subject, though he deeply disagreed. "Anyways, come, I will show you something." He grabbed her hand and she hurried with him. They walked farther into the halls than Lauren had ever been, through gold halls and through silver. "I have something I want to give you."
Legolas took her into an amazing green room. Lauren had never seen anything more beautiful. The bed was made out of a silky green fabric, but imbedded into the fabric was very small gold pieces, almost like little gold dust!
"This is my chambers," he said.
"It's awesome, Legolas, but is this what you had to show me?"
Legolas laughed. "No, this is what I had to GIVE you," he said, opening a silver drawer and pulling out a mirror, small enough to fit in Legolas's hand. "It's magic," he claimed. "If you wish for ONE thing, it shall be given to you."
"You mean I can wish for one thing, right now?"
"It'd be best if you waited till you really needed something, but this mirror can be used as one wish for anyone, but only one. It is dangerous and you cannot loose it. It could get put into the wrong hands. I'll give it to you, and when the war is over, you could use your one wish and go home...if you want."
"Oh Legolas!" Lauren exclaimed. "Thank you so much! Have you eve wished on it? How do you know it works?"
"I haven't wished on it. I've been waiting for a time to wish, but I just feel as if you need it more, but I am sure it works. It worked for my father...he has more gold in Mirkwood than anyone else."
She gasped. "THAT is how he got so much gold?"
"Yes, there was no way we could find it all...it was a selfish wish, but he couldn't unwish it, though he found out how many enemies it had made him."
"Wow, well I know what I'll wish...I can't wait to be home."
"Just PLEASE don't wish to go home until the war is completely over. We'll see if you even want to go then."
Lauren wasn't sure what he meant. She was going to want to go home as long as she was here!
"Come on, let's go somewhere else. There are plenty of things we can do today...plus lot of things that must be said."
Lauren: "dun, dun, dun! Wait till next chapter :) Review, bitch!! Please?"
Legolas: "Yes...please?"