Back to Lirima's POV
When we arrived back in early evening, I was exhausted. We had ridden hard all day, and even gone swimming. I loved spending time with my friends. Like Legolas and Arwen, I had known Aragon for years. A servant arrived to say Lord Elrond wanted us to get changed for dinner, but I insisted on staying to groom Merka. After that, I headed up to my room.
I found a deep red dress lying on the bed, with a small note beside it. I hope you like it! -Arwen. I smiled. She was the least selfish person I knew. I put it on, and quickly brushed my hair.
Because it had been wet, it had gone very curly. I had no time to straighten it out, so I would have to make do. I ran my fingers through to separate the strands, so it looked like ringlets. I put my hair up in the silver clasp I had received from Elrond from my birthday. I smoothed some special balm on my hair to add shine and to stop my curls from frizzing, and stepped out the door and into Legolas.
"I...Erm...I was just coming to get you. Would you like to come to dinner now?" He blushed, but I took the arm he offered me, and we started walking towards the hall. As we entered, I saw Edan staring at me out the corner of my eye, and scowling as he spotted Legolas.
"You look amazing tonight. Did you plan your outfit before we left?" He whispered in my ear.
"Thank you. And no. My hair was curly from swimming, so I just had to do what I could."
"You did very well." I smiled, and noticed that Legolas' father was sitting next to Elrond. So this dinner was very official. I curtsied deeply, and Legolas bowed.
"May I present Lady Lirima and Prince Legolas of Mirkwood." Announced the herald.
We made our way over to sit down beside Arwen and Aragon, and I noticed Thranduil glancing at me and talking to Elrond. I took my place, and thanked Arwen for my dress.
"It's alright. I knew you wouldn't have anything suitable. I like your hair."
"Thanks. I don't know what I would do without you!"
"And I without you." She replied, and looked over at Aragon and Legolas, who were talking war tactics. I had helped introduce them, and it had proved a match made in heaven.
"Legolas seems troubled lately. What do you think is wrong?" I asked her. She was about to answer, but music began, and everyone got up and went to dance. I hung back, trying to avoid having to dance, but Edan stepped out and grabbed me.
"Fancy a dance?" He sneered. He tried to pull me closer, but I fought him. I brought my knee up hard, and he fell down gasping. I stepped backwards away from him.
"Ow!" I turned round to see Legolas. "Sorry. You looked like you could use some help."
"Legolas! You know I can take care of myself!"
"You're right." He admitted. We walked on to the dance floor, and were only about half way through our first dance, when I heard a scream outside. I rushed over to the window, and saw a young elf-child had fallen in the water under the window, and was going under.
I dived out of the window with no thought for my dress, and pulled the child to the surface. He spluttered and tried to fight me, but I held on tightly and dragged him to the bank, where everyone was watching anxiously. I clambered onto the bank, my beautiful dress ruined and weighing a tonne. The youngster ran over and hugged his parents frantically.
"Well done." Said Thranduil.
"It was nothing." I replied honestly. I bowed. "Lord Elrond, King Thranduil." I left, and went to get changed.
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Legolas' POV
I was so scared when she suddenly dived out the window, my heart had literally stopped. I raced outside and found she was fine, and my knees went weak with relief. My father was impressed with her actions, but I had no time to stay, and I ran up to her room and waited for her there. When she came in, she yelled with fright.
"Shh! I came to see if you were hurt."
"You scared me! But yes, I'm fine. I ruined my dress. I'm not very good with them." She smiled ruefully. "Hang on." She disappeared into her bathroom, and came out again in plain shirt and breeches.
"You can't wear that! This is a formal dinner!"
"Don't worry." She soothed. She touched my arm, and a shiver ran down my spine. She looked through her wardrobe, and picked out a new dress.
"Do you think this will be appropriate?" She asked. It was sunshine yellow, with a large, billowing skirt and no sleeves. I nodded dumbly, and she went to put it on.
She came back out and asked me to help her put a thin gold chain on, which I did willingly. She brushed her hair, and put it into a bun, all the curls gone now it was wet. She looked up at me, and I was entranced by her gaze. Her soft breath fluttered on my face, and she put her arms round my neck and pulled my face down to meet hers in a kiss.
When we eventually broke apart, She smiled, and kissed my nose. I was confused. I had known her for years, and had been in love with her, but I didn't know my feelings were returned! She tugged on my hand, and we went back down to the hall.
When we arrived back in early evening, I was exhausted. We had ridden hard all day, and even gone swimming. I loved spending time with my friends. Like Legolas and Arwen, I had known Aragon for years. A servant arrived to say Lord Elrond wanted us to get changed for dinner, but I insisted on staying to groom Merka. After that, I headed up to my room.
I found a deep red dress lying on the bed, with a small note beside it. I hope you like it! -Arwen. I smiled. She was the least selfish person I knew. I put it on, and quickly brushed my hair.
Because it had been wet, it had gone very curly. I had no time to straighten it out, so I would have to make do. I ran my fingers through to separate the strands, so it looked like ringlets. I put my hair up in the silver clasp I had received from Elrond from my birthday. I smoothed some special balm on my hair to add shine and to stop my curls from frizzing, and stepped out the door and into Legolas.
"I...Erm...I was just coming to get you. Would you like to come to dinner now?" He blushed, but I took the arm he offered me, and we started walking towards the hall. As we entered, I saw Edan staring at me out the corner of my eye, and scowling as he spotted Legolas.
"You look amazing tonight. Did you plan your outfit before we left?" He whispered in my ear.
"Thank you. And no. My hair was curly from swimming, so I just had to do what I could."
"You did very well." I smiled, and noticed that Legolas' father was sitting next to Elrond. So this dinner was very official. I curtsied deeply, and Legolas bowed.
"May I present Lady Lirima and Prince Legolas of Mirkwood." Announced the herald.
We made our way over to sit down beside Arwen and Aragon, and I noticed Thranduil glancing at me and talking to Elrond. I took my place, and thanked Arwen for my dress.
"It's alright. I knew you wouldn't have anything suitable. I like your hair."
"Thanks. I don't know what I would do without you!"
"And I without you." She replied, and looked over at Aragon and Legolas, who were talking war tactics. I had helped introduce them, and it had proved a match made in heaven.
"Legolas seems troubled lately. What do you think is wrong?" I asked her. She was about to answer, but music began, and everyone got up and went to dance. I hung back, trying to avoid having to dance, but Edan stepped out and grabbed me.
"Fancy a dance?" He sneered. He tried to pull me closer, but I fought him. I brought my knee up hard, and he fell down gasping. I stepped backwards away from him.
"Ow!" I turned round to see Legolas. "Sorry. You looked like you could use some help."
"Legolas! You know I can take care of myself!"
"You're right." He admitted. We walked on to the dance floor, and were only about half way through our first dance, when I heard a scream outside. I rushed over to the window, and saw a young elf-child had fallen in the water under the window, and was going under.
I dived out of the window with no thought for my dress, and pulled the child to the surface. He spluttered and tried to fight me, but I held on tightly and dragged him to the bank, where everyone was watching anxiously. I clambered onto the bank, my beautiful dress ruined and weighing a tonne. The youngster ran over and hugged his parents frantically.
"Well done." Said Thranduil.
"It was nothing." I replied honestly. I bowed. "Lord Elrond, King Thranduil." I left, and went to get changed.
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Legolas' POV
I was so scared when she suddenly dived out the window, my heart had literally stopped. I raced outside and found she was fine, and my knees went weak with relief. My father was impressed with her actions, but I had no time to stay, and I ran up to her room and waited for her there. When she came in, she yelled with fright.
"Shh! I came to see if you were hurt."
"You scared me! But yes, I'm fine. I ruined my dress. I'm not very good with them." She smiled ruefully. "Hang on." She disappeared into her bathroom, and came out again in plain shirt and breeches.
"You can't wear that! This is a formal dinner!"
"Don't worry." She soothed. She touched my arm, and a shiver ran down my spine. She looked through her wardrobe, and picked out a new dress.
"Do you think this will be appropriate?" She asked. It was sunshine yellow, with a large, billowing skirt and no sleeves. I nodded dumbly, and she went to put it on.
She came back out and asked me to help her put a thin gold chain on, which I did willingly. She brushed her hair, and put it into a bun, all the curls gone now it was wet. She looked up at me, and I was entranced by her gaze. Her soft breath fluttered on my face, and she put her arms round my neck and pulled my face down to meet hers in a kiss.
When we eventually broke apart, She smiled, and kissed my nose. I was confused. I had known her for years, and had been in love with her, but I didn't know my feelings were returned! She tugged on my hand, and we went back down to the hall.