((Author's note- Well, I wrote this chapter practically in my sleep. How
odd isn't it? Please enjoy.))
"I am here," Nilwen replied the urgent knock.
Firith burst through the door with four elves behind her. "Why did you scream? I heard you and I came as fast as my legs would let me hasten. Are you hurt?"
"Calm thyself, I am fine. I only screamed for I saw a movement in the bush and I thought it to be a beast."
"Are you sure? You do not scream for trifle things such as that. The Nilwen I know would have shot the hedge with an arrow."
"I am fine Firith, only startled a bit."
Firith knew that Nilwen was misstating. 'Most unlike her, she would not scream for a movement.' She pondered to herself for a bit before continuing the conversation.
"Nilwen, after you are finished, Galadriel wishes to speak with you."
"Of course. What did I do now?"
"You are in immense supervision now," Firith teased.
Nilwen laughed and motioned the jester out of the room. Firith left with the elves behind her.
"Forgive me for not asking sooner, but I have slightly disregarded to ask your name," Nilwen asked politely.
"Forgive me for not telling you sooner, my name is Alkcorion. "
"What does your name mean?"
"Shining spear," he replied pleasantly. "And what may your name be milady?"
"Nilcoirewen, Nilwen for short. It means strong willed."
Alkcorion stretched upon the bed so that every limb seemed to strain. "That is beautiful Nilwen. I am most fortunate to have met you."
They enjoyed talking for a while peacefully. Nilwen suddenly jumped up realizing that she was to meet Galadriel. She excused herself and fled down the stairway. As she neared, her delicate ears recognized the sound of music of the dance. Running as fast as the dress would allow her, she almost ran into the Lady again. 'Oh please do not notice, oh please.' Her plea was answered by a most unhappy Lady of Light.
"Well Nilcoirewen, what do you have to say for yourself this time? Why are you late? I summoned you a half an hour ago."
"I beg pardon, but I was attending someone in need of my assistance."
"Now that you are here, I have someone who wishes to meet you. Nilcoirewen, meet Prince Legolas of Mirkwood."
((Author's note- Sorry to leave you another hang, but I must attend to Elendil, he is getting quite upset with me. Please Review))
"I am here," Nilwen replied the urgent knock.
Firith burst through the door with four elves behind her. "Why did you scream? I heard you and I came as fast as my legs would let me hasten. Are you hurt?"
"Calm thyself, I am fine. I only screamed for I saw a movement in the bush and I thought it to be a beast."
"Are you sure? You do not scream for trifle things such as that. The Nilwen I know would have shot the hedge with an arrow."
"I am fine Firith, only startled a bit."
Firith knew that Nilwen was misstating. 'Most unlike her, she would not scream for a movement.' She pondered to herself for a bit before continuing the conversation.
"Nilwen, after you are finished, Galadriel wishes to speak with you."
"Of course. What did I do now?"
"You are in immense supervision now," Firith teased.
Nilwen laughed and motioned the jester out of the room. Firith left with the elves behind her.
"Forgive me for not asking sooner, but I have slightly disregarded to ask your name," Nilwen asked politely.
"Forgive me for not telling you sooner, my name is Alkcorion. "
"What does your name mean?"
"Shining spear," he replied pleasantly. "And what may your name be milady?"
"Nilcoirewen, Nilwen for short. It means strong willed."
Alkcorion stretched upon the bed so that every limb seemed to strain. "That is beautiful Nilwen. I am most fortunate to have met you."
They enjoyed talking for a while peacefully. Nilwen suddenly jumped up realizing that she was to meet Galadriel. She excused herself and fled down the stairway. As she neared, her delicate ears recognized the sound of music of the dance. Running as fast as the dress would allow her, she almost ran into the Lady again. 'Oh please do not notice, oh please.' Her plea was answered by a most unhappy Lady of Light.
"Well Nilcoirewen, what do you have to say for yourself this time? Why are you late? I summoned you a half an hour ago."
"I beg pardon, but I was attending someone in need of my assistance."
"Now that you are here, I have someone who wishes to meet you. Nilcoirewen, meet Prince Legolas of Mirkwood."
((Author's note- Sorry to leave you another hang, but I must attend to Elendil, he is getting quite upset with me. Please Review))
