A/N: I am FINALLY back!!!!! I really have no good excuse for not updating,
but I do have one, actually two. One, I am a lazy ass and have been working
on my other one. And two I have had the worst case of writers block trying
to take everyone's suggestions into consideration. Well enough with my
apologetic blabber, one with the story. (I hope you still remember what's
going on!!:)
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Promise You'll Never Leave Me
Chapter 4 New Arrivals
Legolas opened the palace doors to a deserted corridor, the entrance hall was part of a beautiful flet, with a large silver staircase veering off to the right. There were many doors off to each side and Lostlondiel was impressed by the structure. She had heard her father talking to the Lady of Light about it often, but had only heard bits and pieces.
"It's beautiful, Legolas!" she said although it was nothing compared to Galadriel's palace, it was very close.
Thank you, but I'm afraid it is not as glamorous as Lothlórien, but it's home." He said see the expression on her face. The two elves turned up the staircase and came to two large double doors at the top. Legolas gave Lostlondiel an assuring smile and opened the doors to an unexpected sight.
There were about a dozen tall elves crowded around a small bed. Legolas looked surprised at first, but then his eyes softened. Lostlondiel on the other hand was a little timid and her actions showed it a little to well. The elves in the room were all like Legolas, tall, white blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and all of them were Mirkwood elves. She on the other hand was short for an elf, she had reddish blonde hair and clear greenish eyes, and she was from Lórien. She didn't know anything about Mirkwood elves except that they keep to themselves and don't have much to do with anyone else. She wondered if they would like her and accept her. Legolas saw how terrified she was and gave her one of his encouraging smiles. Then he cleared his throat to make the room aware of his presence.
An old she-elf turned to him and stared. "Legolas," she started she looked as young as any of the elves in the room, but you could tell she had seen many ages in her past. "is that really you?"
"Uma atara ta anawa tol amin" he said in the elvish tongue, and even though Lostlondiel was absolutely petrified she understood what it meant, Yes mother it really is me. The old elf walked up to him followed by three others, three women, and two men.
"I can't believe it," one of the women said " Why have you returned brother?"
"I come bearing news, Melfeniel," he said and shifted his eyes around the room "be it sorrowful news though, I'm afraid."
"What is wrong son?" Aireréiel, his mother questioned
"It is father," Arfanion his older brother said. "something has happened to Thranduil."
"What has happened brother?" said a small voice from the back of the crowd. The standing elves parted leaving a path so Legolas could see his youngest sister sitting in a chair with a small baby in each arm. This was Makalien, the little sister that Legolas had told Lostlondeil about.
"Oh Makalien!" he said softly and started towards her. "Are these both your children?"
"Yes they are," she started "but what about father?" At this Legolas looked to the ground and tried to avoid the eyes of his family.
"No, it can't be." Nilalphion stuttered, he was obviously another one of Legolas's brothers.
"Yes, Nilalphion" was all Legolas said.
"What is it, Nila?" questioned Arathondiel, Legolas's little sister. She was defiantly the youngest in the room aside from the infants. She had the same white-blonde hair as the rest of Legolas's kin but she had clear eyes that didn't seem to have any particular color to them. "What's wrong with Daddy?"
"Sweetie, father isn't coming home." Thranduen said sternly. Lostlondiel could tell that he was the rigid oldest brother that had taken care of the family when Legolas and his father had been away. "He has died." With that Thranduen stalked out of the room.
All of the women in the room began crying except Aireréiel she was a strong she elf and had already knew of her husband's death. The two elves had had a strong bond between them, they had never needed words shared between them, only a facial expression or a simple gesture with their hand. She had felt her spouse's pain when he was killed. She knew that Legolas would be coming home for a while and then leaving again soon after too.
Lostlondiel was by now in the corner halfway to the floor and almost in tears herself. Since she knew how they felt. Even though when Legolas had told her, he had been a lot more caring and understanding.
At that moment the very elf she had been thinking of walked past her and rushed out onto the balcony of the flet. He was no doubt going to talk to his older brother.
Legolas was indeed going to talk to his brother, talk to him about what was wrong and why he acted so harsh towards Arathondiel after all she was only a child. And also to ask him where Minyaisil, his bide to be was, surely she would be here on such a momentous occasion as this. When he reached the balcony though, he was shocked to see tears on his brother's surly face.
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Alora~ thank you for the great review and thanks for saying that it was unusual and way different from the real book, I was afraid it was to much like Tolkin's stuff cuz no one else told me anything yet (hint, hint) well thanks again for the review!
Analia~ I'm still trying to think of a humane elfish punishment for Eneldaion but I haven't thought of one yet!! If anyone has any suggestions please tell me!!
CityofAngel~ I'm sure you will be very happy with the way the rivalry between the two elves!! And it WILL be VERY interesting when, and IF Legolas gets involved with Haldir's daughter, very interesting!! ;)
Elf Ears~ Okay first of all I DON'T NEED FLAMERS, AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT!!!!!!! If this isn't a flame, sorry but you made it seem like it!! I will try and start writing more descriptions, but this is my style of writing so.yea... I'll leave it at that.
Kit CLoudkicker~ thanks for the review.
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Promise You'll Never Leave Me
Chapter 4 New Arrivals
Legolas opened the palace doors to a deserted corridor, the entrance hall was part of a beautiful flet, with a large silver staircase veering off to the right. There were many doors off to each side and Lostlondiel was impressed by the structure. She had heard her father talking to the Lady of Light about it often, but had only heard bits and pieces.
"It's beautiful, Legolas!" she said although it was nothing compared to Galadriel's palace, it was very close.
Thank you, but I'm afraid it is not as glamorous as Lothlórien, but it's home." He said see the expression on her face. The two elves turned up the staircase and came to two large double doors at the top. Legolas gave Lostlondiel an assuring smile and opened the doors to an unexpected sight.
There were about a dozen tall elves crowded around a small bed. Legolas looked surprised at first, but then his eyes softened. Lostlondiel on the other hand was a little timid and her actions showed it a little to well. The elves in the room were all like Legolas, tall, white blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and all of them were Mirkwood elves. She on the other hand was short for an elf, she had reddish blonde hair and clear greenish eyes, and she was from Lórien. She didn't know anything about Mirkwood elves except that they keep to themselves and don't have much to do with anyone else. She wondered if they would like her and accept her. Legolas saw how terrified she was and gave her one of his encouraging smiles. Then he cleared his throat to make the room aware of his presence.
An old she-elf turned to him and stared. "Legolas," she started she looked as young as any of the elves in the room, but you could tell she had seen many ages in her past. "is that really you?"
"Uma atara ta anawa tol amin" he said in the elvish tongue, and even though Lostlondiel was absolutely petrified she understood what it meant, Yes mother it really is me. The old elf walked up to him followed by three others, three women, and two men.
"I can't believe it," one of the women said " Why have you returned brother?"
"I come bearing news, Melfeniel," he said and shifted his eyes around the room "be it sorrowful news though, I'm afraid."
"What is wrong son?" Aireréiel, his mother questioned
"It is father," Arfanion his older brother said. "something has happened to Thranduil."
"What has happened brother?" said a small voice from the back of the crowd. The standing elves parted leaving a path so Legolas could see his youngest sister sitting in a chair with a small baby in each arm. This was Makalien, the little sister that Legolas had told Lostlondeil about.
"Oh Makalien!" he said softly and started towards her. "Are these both your children?"
"Yes they are," she started "but what about father?" At this Legolas looked to the ground and tried to avoid the eyes of his family.
"No, it can't be." Nilalphion stuttered, he was obviously another one of Legolas's brothers.
"Yes, Nilalphion" was all Legolas said.
"What is it, Nila?" questioned Arathondiel, Legolas's little sister. She was defiantly the youngest in the room aside from the infants. She had the same white-blonde hair as the rest of Legolas's kin but she had clear eyes that didn't seem to have any particular color to them. "What's wrong with Daddy?"
"Sweetie, father isn't coming home." Thranduen said sternly. Lostlondiel could tell that he was the rigid oldest brother that had taken care of the family when Legolas and his father had been away. "He has died." With that Thranduen stalked out of the room.
All of the women in the room began crying except Aireréiel she was a strong she elf and had already knew of her husband's death. The two elves had had a strong bond between them, they had never needed words shared between them, only a facial expression or a simple gesture with their hand. She had felt her spouse's pain when he was killed. She knew that Legolas would be coming home for a while and then leaving again soon after too.
Lostlondiel was by now in the corner halfway to the floor and almost in tears herself. Since she knew how they felt. Even though when Legolas had told her, he had been a lot more caring and understanding.
At that moment the very elf she had been thinking of walked past her and rushed out onto the balcony of the flet. He was no doubt going to talk to his older brother.
Legolas was indeed going to talk to his brother, talk to him about what was wrong and why he acted so harsh towards Arathondiel after all she was only a child. And also to ask him where Minyaisil, his bide to be was, surely she would be here on such a momentous occasion as this. When he reached the balcony though, he was shocked to see tears on his brother's surly face.
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Alora~ thank you for the great review and thanks for saying that it was unusual and way different from the real book, I was afraid it was to much like Tolkin's stuff cuz no one else told me anything yet (hint, hint) well thanks again for the review!
Analia~ I'm still trying to think of a humane elfish punishment for Eneldaion but I haven't thought of one yet!! If anyone has any suggestions please tell me!!
CityofAngel~ I'm sure you will be very happy with the way the rivalry between the two elves!! And it WILL be VERY interesting when, and IF Legolas gets involved with Haldir's daughter, very interesting!! ;)
Elf Ears~ Okay first of all I DON'T NEED FLAMERS, AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT!!!!!!! If this isn't a flame, sorry but you made it seem like it!! I will try and start writing more descriptions, but this is my style of writing so.yea... I'll leave it at that.
Kit CLoudkicker~ thanks for the review.