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Somehow, when my eyes focused I was in my bed. It was very early- the sun had not even risen yet. I got up and took a dress from the dresser at random. I walked to the mirror to gently comb my hair. When I finished, I looked calmly at myself, but my attention turned elsewhere. I noticed a faint flicker of golden coming from the table next to the bed. I walked over to it and noticed it was a small golden flower, in the shape of a star, but it was a flower I had never seen before. I turned it over and noticed it was a brooch.
I looked over and became aware of a small piece of thin canvas. I turned it over and noticed long flowing Elvish script.
"Yo melmë, Legolas," I read softly to myself, I placed it in the pocket of the dress I had just changed into. I held the brooch in my hand and ran to the stables silently. I waited near a tree, contemplating the perfect moment to go run up to Legolas and tell him everything. I saw Legolas, Lord Thranduil, and a few other Elves coming out from the main doors.
The Lord and Lady were there, also, speaking softly about the agreements they made to Lord Thranduil and the other Elves, which I guessed were his advisors. Legolas quickly lost interest and started walking towards the stables. I wanted to run to him, but something told me not to, not yet.
He looked around, as if he was waiting for someone. I took a step out but out of the corner of my eye noticed something moving. I quickly crept back to the tree and looked. It was Calwaiel. What was she doing here? I stood there, curiously, watching her.
She looked beautiful, as usual. She was wearing the dress I gave her, the green one with the golden trim. Her hair was left down except for one braid which was draped dramatically around her head- the style I usually wore upon being forced to 'do something with my hair.' I thought that as odd, for she never wore her hair like that. She had tucked a pink flower in her hair as she walked slowly and spectacularly towards Legolas.
What is going on? I clutched the brooch tightly, feeling the metal cut into my hand. I winced silently to myself and listened carefully to the conversation between Legolas and Calwaiel.
"I shall miss you dreadfully," Calwaiel said to him.
"Our time, it has been so short. But, I am glad you have come, after everything that occurred last night," Legolas said. Calwaiel gave him a look of confusion.
"I did mean it, though. I meant everything I said," his voice trailed off in a whisper. I leaned closer so I could hear and only caught the words "I never stopped, even after you told me to. I never stopped loving you." Legolas leaned towards her and kissed her softly, cradling her head softly. I stood watching in horror- and I was powerless to stop my alleged sister or the hot angry tears that fell from my face. He broke from the kiss. I wanted to run and jump in there- to shoo my sister away. It was I who should be there, not her.
"You are beautiful," he whispered. She smiled smugly to herself- but Legolas did not notice.
"So, you finally listen to what I say, you believe me," he said softly, smiling. I moved closer to them in one swift moment, coming out from behind the tree, but my feet were still caught in the bushes in front of it.
"I hate you!" I shouted towards Calwaiel and Legolas, "I hate you, both!" I yelled as loudly as I could. I threw the pin into the dust path and ran back towards the palace, embarrassed. I ran far too quickly to even notice if they turned, which I doubt they did.
I stopped suddenly and ran towards the path instead. They wouldn't find me here. I walked to the meadow. I hadn't been there for quite some time. I snatched a branch and started climbing until I was quite high. I could almost see above the rest of the trees, but I was content here. I sighed, the slight breeze blowing my hair, but I did not feel the chill that came with it.
I wasn't sure if it was one of those Elven things or if I was just immune to everything right now. Maybe it was both. My mind went momentarily blank then returned to Legolas and Calwaiel. I couldn't get it out of my head. Calwaiel and Legolas kissing, my sister and Legolas, Calwaiel and my prince, my Lencundu, my love. And my sister! How was I to trust her? How was I to call her my sister- ever again?
Somehow, when my eyes focused I was in my bed. It was very early- the sun had not even risen yet. I got up and took a dress from the dresser at random. I walked to the mirror to gently comb my hair. When I finished, I looked calmly at myself, but my attention turned elsewhere. I noticed a faint flicker of golden coming from the table next to the bed. I walked over to it and noticed it was a small golden flower, in the shape of a star, but it was a flower I had never seen before. I turned it over and noticed it was a brooch.
I looked over and became aware of a small piece of thin canvas. I turned it over and noticed long flowing Elvish script.
"Yo melmë, Legolas," I read softly to myself, I placed it in the pocket of the dress I had just changed into. I held the brooch in my hand and ran to the stables silently. I waited near a tree, contemplating the perfect moment to go run up to Legolas and tell him everything. I saw Legolas, Lord Thranduil, and a few other Elves coming out from the main doors.
The Lord and Lady were there, also, speaking softly about the agreements they made to Lord Thranduil and the other Elves, which I guessed were his advisors. Legolas quickly lost interest and started walking towards the stables. I wanted to run to him, but something told me not to, not yet.
He looked around, as if he was waiting for someone. I took a step out but out of the corner of my eye noticed something moving. I quickly crept back to the tree and looked. It was Calwaiel. What was she doing here? I stood there, curiously, watching her.
She looked beautiful, as usual. She was wearing the dress I gave her, the green one with the golden trim. Her hair was left down except for one braid which was draped dramatically around her head- the style I usually wore upon being forced to 'do something with my hair.' I thought that as odd, for she never wore her hair like that. She had tucked a pink flower in her hair as she walked slowly and spectacularly towards Legolas.
What is going on? I clutched the brooch tightly, feeling the metal cut into my hand. I winced silently to myself and listened carefully to the conversation between Legolas and Calwaiel.
"I shall miss you dreadfully," Calwaiel said to him.
"Our time, it has been so short. But, I am glad you have come, after everything that occurred last night," Legolas said. Calwaiel gave him a look of confusion.
"I did mean it, though. I meant everything I said," his voice trailed off in a whisper. I leaned closer so I could hear and only caught the words "I never stopped, even after you told me to. I never stopped loving you." Legolas leaned towards her and kissed her softly, cradling her head softly. I stood watching in horror- and I was powerless to stop my alleged sister or the hot angry tears that fell from my face. He broke from the kiss. I wanted to run and jump in there- to shoo my sister away. It was I who should be there, not her.
"You are beautiful," he whispered. She smiled smugly to herself- but Legolas did not notice.
"So, you finally listen to what I say, you believe me," he said softly, smiling. I moved closer to them in one swift moment, coming out from behind the tree, but my feet were still caught in the bushes in front of it.
"I hate you!" I shouted towards Calwaiel and Legolas, "I hate you, both!" I yelled as loudly as I could. I threw the pin into the dust path and ran back towards the palace, embarrassed. I ran far too quickly to even notice if they turned, which I doubt they did.
I stopped suddenly and ran towards the path instead. They wouldn't find me here. I walked to the meadow. I hadn't been there for quite some time. I snatched a branch and started climbing until I was quite high. I could almost see above the rest of the trees, but I was content here. I sighed, the slight breeze blowing my hair, but I did not feel the chill that came with it.
I wasn't sure if it was one of those Elven things or if I was just immune to everything right now. Maybe it was both. My mind went momentarily blank then returned to Legolas and Calwaiel. I couldn't get it out of my head. Calwaiel and Legolas kissing, my sister and Legolas, Calwaiel and my prince, my Lencundu, my love. And my sister! How was I to trust her? How was I to call her my sister- ever again?
