Every summer, and an occasional winter, Legolas and Lorelei would be forced
to visit the other with their mothers (who, surprisingly, remained good
friends through all of the pains they're children put each other through),
alternating between Sindaria and Mirkwood. They would spend two months in
the others palace, and several balls were always held during that time for
the visiting sovereigns. The young Prince and Princess' relationship never
improved. In fact, the deep hatred that they both held for the other, if
anything, worsened over the years. Thankfully, their mothers had the sense
not to betroth them, although it was apparent they wanted to very badly.
After a thousand years of their annual visits, Lorelei was called on by The
Eyes, an exclusive counsel made up of only the most talented seers. It was
found that Lorelei could sense things. First of all, she was a virtual lie
detector, one penetrating look into a person's eyes could tell her many
more things than that person would like. Secondly, she had a sort of radar
for evil. When orcs or any other thing of evil nature was within a certain
perimeter of her, she found she just knew about. There was no physical
sign, and her sense wasn't a feeling that she got. She just knew, like the
way you know your name. It wasn't a burden to her, it didn't cause her any
pain, physical or otherwise, it was just a bit of knowledge. It couldn't be
ignored easily, but it wasn't something unbearable to deal with. The Eyes
called on her to heighten her sense and teach her ways to use her powers
for the common good.
Because the Eye's Island was such a long journey from Sindaria, Lorelei
would hardly be able to see her family every five years, let alone have
time to see Legolas. So, to the dissatisfaction of both of their mothers,
it became apparent that Legolas and Lorelei would probably not be able to
see each other for another hundred years, when Lorelei would get back. This
of course, thrilled both of them.
THE NIGHT BEFORE LORELEI'S DEPARTURE
WHOOSH! Lorelei felt a slight breeze as an arrow barely missed grazing her cheek. She whirled around angrily and glared at the now laughing Legolas who stood on the opposite side of her private balcony. "You dumb blonde! One of these days you're going to miss and kill me." He merely grinned cockily. "Who said I wasn't aiming to kill?" Lorelei rolled her eyes. "You aren't even supposed to be here. How did you get in?" "I didn't need to. You're so stupid you left your door unlocked." "I wasn't aware you would take it as an invitation." Then she sighed and turned back to look out at the landscape that lay before her. If anything, she had a beautiful view from her room here in Mirkwood, which had been designated for her use only after. "Not even you can ruin my mood today. 'Cause I am leaving, never to see your maniacal, pompous, and arrogant face again." Legolas walked up next to her. "Not if our mothers have their way." He turned to face her. "I heard them talking, and their trying to figure out some way for me to visit you." "No way!" "Yes way," he answered, mocking her. She scowled. "Well I'll figure out some way to talk them out of it. Or I could just kill you off and not have to deal with excuses." She looked off into the distance as though contemplating the idea. "I doubt you could pull it off, you aren't the brightest she-elf." "Legolas, I don't know if you've noticed, but I always get my way." "So that explains why you're a spoiled brat." Lorelei's eyes widened in fury at that. "As opposed to you! How many golden crowns do you have again? Twelve, wasn't it? She retaliated, then cursed. She shouldn't have gone there. Legolas' eyebrows raised in surprise. She didn't often set him up with something that easy. "Hey, Lor, what was the tiara count last time you checked? I think it was around 32, and that was five years ago." Lorelei blushed furiously. Thank god he doesn't know I hit 50 a month go. Legolas laughed out loud suddenly.
"You're ears turn red when you're embarrassed," he said grinning. Lorelei groaned. How could anyone find this poor excuse for an elf in any way attractive? "What are you here for Legolas?" Lorelei asked, realizing that she had been wrong, he had actually managed to make her feel bad on this seemingly perfect night. "I'm am supposed to say good bye, and wish you well."
"And so you come over here, shoot arrows at me and insult me? You are one incredibly screwed up elf." She pointed to the balcony door, "You can go out the way you came in" Legolas started towards the door, then pivoted and added, "Oh, by the way, I know that you got you've had over fifty tiaras for about six months now," then turned and ran, barely avoiding the shoe Lorelei had furiously hurled at him.
The next day, Lorelei left, accompanied by a grand entourage of servants, guards, and ladies in waiting. Legolas knew he was supposed to say goodbye one last time, but he instead chose to steal a cake from the kitchen and hold and impromptu party celebrating her departure with a couple of his friends (None of his friends were actually glad to see her go, the majority of them had crushes on her, but they were very loyal and chose to just keep Legolas happy). As her carriage progressed further and further away from her palace, Lorelei couldn't help grinning. Never again will I have to put up with that bastard's taunts. Never again will I be forced to think up brilliant ways to avenge myself after one of his stupid acts of hatred. Never again. As Legolas watched Lorelei's carriage progressed further and further away from the palace, he couldn't help grinning. Never again will I have to put up with her endless whines or think up ways to avenge myself after she pulls one of her stupid stunts. Never again will I have to sit through endless lectures from my mother about the importance of that wench and I being friends. Never again.
One hundred and fifty years passed. Lorelei's skills for lie detecting could not be improved any further because of her fierce stubbornness' against mind reading (which, no offense to her Godmother, Galadriel, she thought was completely immoral and against freedom of thought). Her ability to sense evil was honed during those years to the point where she could sense what direction the source of evil was, approximately how far away it was, and the extent of evil it possessed. The Eyes were very disappointed to find that she had no sense of the future whatsoever, but continued to try for the entire length of time. For that 150 years, Lorelei kept up correspondence with her family and most of her good friends At last the day came where Lorelei could return home. To everyone's shock, it seemed that
THE NIGHT BEFORE LORELEI'S DEPARTURE
WHOOSH! Lorelei felt a slight breeze as an arrow barely missed grazing her cheek. She whirled around angrily and glared at the now laughing Legolas who stood on the opposite side of her private balcony. "You dumb blonde! One of these days you're going to miss and kill me." He merely grinned cockily. "Who said I wasn't aiming to kill?" Lorelei rolled her eyes. "You aren't even supposed to be here. How did you get in?" "I didn't need to. You're so stupid you left your door unlocked." "I wasn't aware you would take it as an invitation." Then she sighed and turned back to look out at the landscape that lay before her. If anything, she had a beautiful view from her room here in Mirkwood, which had been designated for her use only after. "Not even you can ruin my mood today. 'Cause I am leaving, never to see your maniacal, pompous, and arrogant face again." Legolas walked up next to her. "Not if our mothers have their way." He turned to face her. "I heard them talking, and their trying to figure out some way for me to visit you." "No way!" "Yes way," he answered, mocking her. She scowled. "Well I'll figure out some way to talk them out of it. Or I could just kill you off and not have to deal with excuses." She looked off into the distance as though contemplating the idea. "I doubt you could pull it off, you aren't the brightest she-elf." "Legolas, I don't know if you've noticed, but I always get my way." "So that explains why you're a spoiled brat." Lorelei's eyes widened in fury at that. "As opposed to you! How many golden crowns do you have again? Twelve, wasn't it? She retaliated, then cursed. She shouldn't have gone there. Legolas' eyebrows raised in surprise. She didn't often set him up with something that easy. "Hey, Lor, what was the tiara count last time you checked? I think it was around 32, and that was five years ago." Lorelei blushed furiously. Thank god he doesn't know I hit 50 a month go. Legolas laughed out loud suddenly.
"You're ears turn red when you're embarrassed," he said grinning. Lorelei groaned. How could anyone find this poor excuse for an elf in any way attractive? "What are you here for Legolas?" Lorelei asked, realizing that she had been wrong, he had actually managed to make her feel bad on this seemingly perfect night. "I'm am supposed to say good bye, and wish you well."
"And so you come over here, shoot arrows at me and insult me? You are one incredibly screwed up elf." She pointed to the balcony door, "You can go out the way you came in" Legolas started towards the door, then pivoted and added, "Oh, by the way, I know that you got you've had over fifty tiaras for about six months now," then turned and ran, barely avoiding the shoe Lorelei had furiously hurled at him.
The next day, Lorelei left, accompanied by a grand entourage of servants, guards, and ladies in waiting. Legolas knew he was supposed to say goodbye one last time, but he instead chose to steal a cake from the kitchen and hold and impromptu party celebrating her departure with a couple of his friends (None of his friends were actually glad to see her go, the majority of them had crushes on her, but they were very loyal and chose to just keep Legolas happy). As her carriage progressed further and further away from her palace, Lorelei couldn't help grinning. Never again will I have to put up with that bastard's taunts. Never again will I be forced to think up brilliant ways to avenge myself after one of his stupid acts of hatred. Never again. As Legolas watched Lorelei's carriage progressed further and further away from the palace, he couldn't help grinning. Never again will I have to put up with her endless whines or think up ways to avenge myself after she pulls one of her stupid stunts. Never again will I have to sit through endless lectures from my mother about the importance of that wench and I being friends. Never again.
One hundred and fifty years passed. Lorelei's skills for lie detecting could not be improved any further because of her fierce stubbornness' against mind reading (which, no offense to her Godmother, Galadriel, she thought was completely immoral and against freedom of thought). Her ability to sense evil was honed during those years to the point where she could sense what direction the source of evil was, approximately how far away it was, and the extent of evil it possessed. The Eyes were very disappointed to find that she had no sense of the future whatsoever, but continued to try for the entire length of time. For that 150 years, Lorelei kept up correspondence with her family and most of her good friends At last the day came where Lorelei could return home. To everyone's shock, it seemed that
