A/N: Nihtfyr, for the record, Canyaiel means 'bold daughter,' Calwaiel
means 'beautiful daughter' and Elenya means 'lovely' in Quenya- so do not
be so sure of yourself. I can assure you it will not be a Mary-Sue, but if
it starts turning in that direction, I am sure someone will tell me.
Icy878, thanks for reviewing again! Truthfully, I don't know what to say,
thank you so much for your positive comments! Feanen, thank you for
reviewing! Little-lost-one, thanks for reviewing! *whew* now back to the
story. This chapter will be longer than the other ones, tell me what you
think- short or long chapters?
"Greetings, Lord and Lady, and Lord Thranduil," I replied.
"Please accept my apologies on behalf of my son," Lord Thranduil said.
"Oh, do not worry yourself with thoughts of that. I am perfectly healthy, there is nothing wrong with me!" I responded.
Lady Celebrían laughed lightly, "Of course, this is much like the nature of you," she said smiling.
"If you do not mind, I wish to speak with her alone," Celebrían said softly. Lord Elrond and Thranduil nodded and walked outside, Elrohir followed. I saw Legolas glance over at me before he left.
"Come, sit next to me," she said, sitting on the bed. I sat down next to her.
"What do you wish to speak of?" I asked. She just smiled.
"Elven ears are very sharp, and you do not bother to keep your voice down," she smiled grimly, "Neither does your mother." I looked away, staring at the white marble floors of the room. I sighed unhappily.
"I know, I know, it is my fault, is it not? If I were just like Calwaiel, none of this would happen-"
"That is not what I meant. I mean to say that Elenya is wrong. She is quick to judge and wishes only for perfection- and normality. She wants you to be like everyone else."
I closed my eyes gravely, "I suppose you wish me to start being a normal maiden, also."
"Not in the least," my eyes flew up to hers, "from what Elrohir and Elladan tell me, you are very good with a sword." I blushed slightly.
"We shall need swordsmen, even sword-maidens."
"Why?"
She smiled gravely, "The time will come when you shall know. Until then, live your life happily. Do not change to please others." Suddenly she stopped.
"I suppose you are quite hungry."
"Yes," I said, finally, "But not hungry enough to go home. I shall just find a nice tree to stay in for the night-"
"Nonsense! I could not allow you to do such a thing. You will stay here."
"Thank you," I smiled. I stood up. The sun had set.
"I need to take a walk. Thank you for everything, Lady Celebrían." I started walking outside, in moments I reached the garden path. Now I knew how Calwaiel felt. It was nice to have the attentions of others. I should hurt myself more often! I laughed out loud at the thought of that.
"What is so funny?" It was Elladan.
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking of something," I said.
"Yes," he looked away for a moment, "Do you know where Calwaiel is?"
"I never seem to be able to escape her- I have not a clue as to where she is off to," I said, annoyed. I walked quickly along the path. Elladan did not follow. I did not mind. He had other things to tend to. I walked to the meadow that I loved.
The tree branch that I had fallen out of was still lying on the ground. I felt my cheeks heat up as I thought of it. I walked to a tree and took the lowest branch in my functioning arm, and with difficulty pulled myself up. First, I tried to grab the branch with my hurt arm, but that resulted in pain. Then, somehow, I managed to sit on top of the branch.
"My, my, you never cease to entertain me. You shall overexert yourself like that."
"I will not," I shouted back, annoyed, "I am fine. Do not worry about me, Elrohir. Besides, I like sitting in the trees." I looked down at him, "Have you any problems with that?"
Elrohir laughed, "Sometimes, I wonder if you are a Silvan elf instead of a Noldor."
"You know that I am a Noldor Elf. I just happen to share my love of trees with the Silvan."
Elrohir just shook his head, "You will hurt yourself. Come down from there."
"No!" I said, laughing. "I care naught if I get hurt."
"Come on, get down from there."
"Oh, Elrohir! I am only a mere short distance from the ground, even if I were to fall, it would not matter."
Elrohir shook his head, "Get down from there."
I laughed, "Make me!" I did not hear anything for a second, but felt a strong arm grasp my leg and pull me down. I felt the air swirl around me for a moment, before the arms of Elrohir surrounded me.
"That is not fair!" I shouted, "Let me go!" Elrohir just laughed. I struggled against the grip of him, but he proved strong. Of course, it did not help that I was injured. He carried me all the way to the palace, despite my protests.
"You're late," Elladan said jokingly as Elrohir and I reached the palace.
"Put me down!" I said, beating my fist against Elrohir's shoulders. He put me down.
"Finally!" I yelled, pretending to be angry.
"Oh, Canyaiel, do not be angry with me," he smiled, "If it were not for me, you would be late for dinner."
"I am not hungry," I lied, walking to the dining hall. I tried to pull out a chair, but with difficulty. I had only one arm to pull the tall heavy chair.
"Let me help you."
"Thank you, Legolas," I replied as he pulled out the chair. I could get used to this- no Calwaiel. We ate our dinner. The Lords and Lady spoke of issues. After what seemed like quite some time, the dinner was over.
"Will you show Miss Canyaiel to her room?" Lord Elrond said to an Elf- maiden.
"Oh, allow me," Arwen said.
"Oh, thank you, Arwen," I replied. Without ease, I got out from my chair and followed Arwen. She led me to a nice room which went to the balcony used as a hall.
"How is your arm?"
"It is healing, with thanks to Lord Elrond." I walked into the room, and to my surprise Arwen followed, closing the door.
"What is going on?"
"What do you mean?"
She thought for a moment, "Oh nothing. Good night."
"Good night," I replied, confused as she shut the door.
I could not sleep, no matter how I tried. I walked outside to the balcony.
"You could not sleep either?"
I let out a breath which was supposed to be a laugh, "No, Lencundu. I could not."
Legolas pouted, "I am not a slow prince!" The look on his face made me laugh. I stood next to him, leaning gently on the balcony railing.
"When do you return to Greenwood?"
He smiled, "I have just arrived and already you try to get rid of me! Am I a burden?"
"Of course not, I just wish to know how much longer you intend to stay," I replied, smiling back.
"I think we shall be leaving the day after tomorrow. Father and Lord Elrond only have a little more to discuss about the affairs of the world."
"What is it like? Being a prince, I mean." Legolas looked over at me in confusion.
"I do not know how to describe it. It is the only life I know of, therefore I can not explain."
"Oh," I nodded.
"What about you? What is your life like?"
I looked over at him and his pale blue eyes, "Well, I wake up every morning, practice sword fighting, get chastised by my sister, go home, get chastised by my mother, and go to sleep. On rare occasions, I win a dual and try to learn how to use a bow and arrow. Then, I fall out of a tree and get shot at."
"I told you I was sorry," he said, pouting.
"Yes, I know you are sorry," I smiled but then a thought entered my head.
"How about you make it up for me?"
"I thought I did by giving you my bow and quiver of arrows?"
I glanced sideways at him and pretended to be annoyed, "Yes, but I can't use them now, can I?"
Legolas looked away, embarrassed, "Oh. Yes, well, what did you have in mind?"
I smiled almost in an evil manner, "You can come with me to the city- I need to buy some things."
Legolas just stared at me, "No. I am not going to go shop with you!"
I pouted, "Please? You don't even need to buy anything; I just want you to come with me."
"Cant you go with your sister?" he pleaded.
I glared at him then said in my sweetest voice, "No."
"I hate to shop!" Legolas responded.
"Legolas, come on, Lencundu, please?" I pouted and slowly started walking closer to him. I was so close to him that I could hear him breathe. I looked down at the marble floor.
"Please?" I whispered, looking up so my eyes met his. I gave him a pleading look and pouted slightly- a look I had perfected.
"Fine! I shall accompany you to the city," Legolas said. I smiled broadly.
"Oh, thank you, Legolas!" I said, throwing my arm around him. His cheeks tinged slightly, so I took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek.
"Canyaiel!" he scolded gently. I threw him a smile and half-skipped half- walked back to the chambers. I fell asleep within minutes.
"Greetings, Lord and Lady, and Lord Thranduil," I replied.
"Please accept my apologies on behalf of my son," Lord Thranduil said.
"Oh, do not worry yourself with thoughts of that. I am perfectly healthy, there is nothing wrong with me!" I responded.
Lady Celebrían laughed lightly, "Of course, this is much like the nature of you," she said smiling.
"If you do not mind, I wish to speak with her alone," Celebrían said softly. Lord Elrond and Thranduil nodded and walked outside, Elrohir followed. I saw Legolas glance over at me before he left.
"Come, sit next to me," she said, sitting on the bed. I sat down next to her.
"What do you wish to speak of?" I asked. She just smiled.
"Elven ears are very sharp, and you do not bother to keep your voice down," she smiled grimly, "Neither does your mother." I looked away, staring at the white marble floors of the room. I sighed unhappily.
"I know, I know, it is my fault, is it not? If I were just like Calwaiel, none of this would happen-"
"That is not what I meant. I mean to say that Elenya is wrong. She is quick to judge and wishes only for perfection- and normality. She wants you to be like everyone else."
I closed my eyes gravely, "I suppose you wish me to start being a normal maiden, also."
"Not in the least," my eyes flew up to hers, "from what Elrohir and Elladan tell me, you are very good with a sword." I blushed slightly.
"We shall need swordsmen, even sword-maidens."
"Why?"
She smiled gravely, "The time will come when you shall know. Until then, live your life happily. Do not change to please others." Suddenly she stopped.
"I suppose you are quite hungry."
"Yes," I said, finally, "But not hungry enough to go home. I shall just find a nice tree to stay in for the night-"
"Nonsense! I could not allow you to do such a thing. You will stay here."
"Thank you," I smiled. I stood up. The sun had set.
"I need to take a walk. Thank you for everything, Lady Celebrían." I started walking outside, in moments I reached the garden path. Now I knew how Calwaiel felt. It was nice to have the attentions of others. I should hurt myself more often! I laughed out loud at the thought of that.
"What is so funny?" It was Elladan.
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking of something," I said.
"Yes," he looked away for a moment, "Do you know where Calwaiel is?"
"I never seem to be able to escape her- I have not a clue as to where she is off to," I said, annoyed. I walked quickly along the path. Elladan did not follow. I did not mind. He had other things to tend to. I walked to the meadow that I loved.
The tree branch that I had fallen out of was still lying on the ground. I felt my cheeks heat up as I thought of it. I walked to a tree and took the lowest branch in my functioning arm, and with difficulty pulled myself up. First, I tried to grab the branch with my hurt arm, but that resulted in pain. Then, somehow, I managed to sit on top of the branch.
"My, my, you never cease to entertain me. You shall overexert yourself like that."
"I will not," I shouted back, annoyed, "I am fine. Do not worry about me, Elrohir. Besides, I like sitting in the trees." I looked down at him, "Have you any problems with that?"
Elrohir laughed, "Sometimes, I wonder if you are a Silvan elf instead of a Noldor."
"You know that I am a Noldor Elf. I just happen to share my love of trees with the Silvan."
Elrohir just shook his head, "You will hurt yourself. Come down from there."
"No!" I said, laughing. "I care naught if I get hurt."
"Come on, get down from there."
"Oh, Elrohir! I am only a mere short distance from the ground, even if I were to fall, it would not matter."
Elrohir shook his head, "Get down from there."
I laughed, "Make me!" I did not hear anything for a second, but felt a strong arm grasp my leg and pull me down. I felt the air swirl around me for a moment, before the arms of Elrohir surrounded me.
"That is not fair!" I shouted, "Let me go!" Elrohir just laughed. I struggled against the grip of him, but he proved strong. Of course, it did not help that I was injured. He carried me all the way to the palace, despite my protests.
"You're late," Elladan said jokingly as Elrohir and I reached the palace.
"Put me down!" I said, beating my fist against Elrohir's shoulders. He put me down.
"Finally!" I yelled, pretending to be angry.
"Oh, Canyaiel, do not be angry with me," he smiled, "If it were not for me, you would be late for dinner."
"I am not hungry," I lied, walking to the dining hall. I tried to pull out a chair, but with difficulty. I had only one arm to pull the tall heavy chair.
"Let me help you."
"Thank you, Legolas," I replied as he pulled out the chair. I could get used to this- no Calwaiel. We ate our dinner. The Lords and Lady spoke of issues. After what seemed like quite some time, the dinner was over.
"Will you show Miss Canyaiel to her room?" Lord Elrond said to an Elf- maiden.
"Oh, allow me," Arwen said.
"Oh, thank you, Arwen," I replied. Without ease, I got out from my chair and followed Arwen. She led me to a nice room which went to the balcony used as a hall.
"How is your arm?"
"It is healing, with thanks to Lord Elrond." I walked into the room, and to my surprise Arwen followed, closing the door.
"What is going on?"
"What do you mean?"
She thought for a moment, "Oh nothing. Good night."
"Good night," I replied, confused as she shut the door.
I could not sleep, no matter how I tried. I walked outside to the balcony.
"You could not sleep either?"
I let out a breath which was supposed to be a laugh, "No, Lencundu. I could not."
Legolas pouted, "I am not a slow prince!" The look on his face made me laugh. I stood next to him, leaning gently on the balcony railing.
"When do you return to Greenwood?"
He smiled, "I have just arrived and already you try to get rid of me! Am I a burden?"
"Of course not, I just wish to know how much longer you intend to stay," I replied, smiling back.
"I think we shall be leaving the day after tomorrow. Father and Lord Elrond only have a little more to discuss about the affairs of the world."
"What is it like? Being a prince, I mean." Legolas looked over at me in confusion.
"I do not know how to describe it. It is the only life I know of, therefore I can not explain."
"Oh," I nodded.
"What about you? What is your life like?"
I looked over at him and his pale blue eyes, "Well, I wake up every morning, practice sword fighting, get chastised by my sister, go home, get chastised by my mother, and go to sleep. On rare occasions, I win a dual and try to learn how to use a bow and arrow. Then, I fall out of a tree and get shot at."
"I told you I was sorry," he said, pouting.
"Yes, I know you are sorry," I smiled but then a thought entered my head.
"How about you make it up for me?"
"I thought I did by giving you my bow and quiver of arrows?"
I glanced sideways at him and pretended to be annoyed, "Yes, but I can't use them now, can I?"
Legolas looked away, embarrassed, "Oh. Yes, well, what did you have in mind?"
I smiled almost in an evil manner, "You can come with me to the city- I need to buy some things."
Legolas just stared at me, "No. I am not going to go shop with you!"
I pouted, "Please? You don't even need to buy anything; I just want you to come with me."
"Cant you go with your sister?" he pleaded.
I glared at him then said in my sweetest voice, "No."
"I hate to shop!" Legolas responded.
"Legolas, come on, Lencundu, please?" I pouted and slowly started walking closer to him. I was so close to him that I could hear him breathe. I looked down at the marble floor.
"Please?" I whispered, looking up so my eyes met his. I gave him a pleading look and pouted slightly- a look I had perfected.
"Fine! I shall accompany you to the city," Legolas said. I smiled broadly.
"Oh, thank you, Legolas!" I said, throwing my arm around him. His cheeks tinged slightly, so I took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek.
"Canyaiel!" he scolded gently. I threw him a smile and half-skipped half- walked back to the chambers. I fell asleep within minutes.
