Ch 5
'If only she knew' Legolas thought.
"Hey, do you want to go by-oh nevermind. Come ON," Niromiel interruptedhis pondering. She grabbed his hand and ran off down the hill, and past some trees. Then down another hill. "You are SLOW," she moaned, and dragged her friend down the hill. There was a little pond and a large, tall, thick wooded oak tree.
"Hey, I remember this spot," Legolas caught on. "We used to always play here! This used to be my favorite spot in Rivendell."
"This is STILL my favorite spot. Haven't you missed it, Legolas?" He was looking around savoring the enrgy and good memories coming back. "I still love this place. I've missed it so much. Almost as much as I've missed you. I'll admit it was boring without you, mellon amin." Niromiel laughed.
"That would be about right," she said. "I'm sure life without me is tedious and colorless."
"Aye, indeed it was. Niromiel do you remember that time we-" He started spinning another story, dating back, probably, several hundred years, of yet another one of the adventures they had had as children. Niromiel lay on the grass, making herself comfortable. "With the way you talk, I feel I may need to be here a while," she explained herself. Legolas sat next to her, watching the scenery and yarning on about something. After an hour, he announced, "Now YOU tell me a story. What has happened with you since we parted last?"
"Tongue sore already? Well, my father has had some business with Lothlorien, so-"
"Tell me about yourself. For your life interests me far more than poltics." "Well, then-" "Is the sky always this blue?" Legolas asked, as he lay next to Niromiel. Azor snorted at him. Niromiel gave Legolas a look. "Well, then, the sky, I have no idea why it is so blue. But, recently, my father-oh nevermind- well, he's trying to marry me off to some rich elf who I probably won't like. Or maybe some king of human lord, and he'll be fat, hairy, and unintelligent, and maybe he'll have no imagination, and nothing to give except a lot of power and riches. But that doesn't really matter does it?" Legolas was about to answer, but Niromiel had interrupted him. He counted it as the fourth time. "In any case, my father has already tried to find suitors for me, but I suppose non of them were drawn to me. One was very stupid. I suppose I had too much intelligence for him. After all, perhaps a duck was too intelligent for him. But you know, whether he had liked me or not, I would cut off my own head before I marry any oaf or rich fool that I don't care the slightest bit about."
"I suppose you're right. I mean, I wouldn't like to have to be forced into marrying anyone, or to be forced into anything, really. So, I never asked you, while I was away, did you miss me any?" "Not in the least."
"Didn't think so."
"You needn't have asked. I've always found you infuriating, arrogant, stubborn, and insipid."
"Oh?"
"oh. What do you mean oh?"
"Oh, I mean-IT"S REALLY LATE! Have you REALIZED the sun has set and it's dark out?"
"No."
"Legolas, you are pathetic. Help me up." Legolas did and the two started walking up the hill, past the trees, and up the other hill, to Lord Elrond's palace. They tiptoed through the halls. Legolas nearly walked into a wall he had forgotten was there.
"SHH!" Niromiel hissed. "Honestly, you are the loudest elf I have ever met. If my father catches us again, we are going to be VERY DEAD. Oh come on," she growled, and grabbed him by the wrist to the corridor where their rooms were. "Shh, don't walk ahead, wait.okay, there's no one about." They walked ahead. They were just at Niromiel's door when they heard a noise. "Quick, in here!" they both hissed in unison, gave eachother a quick, amazed look and pushed the door open.
A minute later, they footfalls faded away, and Niromiel let out a gasp of relief. "PHEW!" she breathed. "That was pretty close," Legolas said, and they both straightened up. It was dark, but they could make out eachother's features. "Uhh..." Niromiel let out. She reached her hand for the door handle, to let her friend out, but her arm froze. Before either knew what had struck them, legolas leaned in and kissed Niromiel softly on the lips (AN:AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.or maybe that should be a purrrrr, but anyway..). They pulled away after a few minutes, and Niromiel let out an "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"I think I better go now. Good night, mellon." "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....."
'If only she knew' Legolas thought.
"Hey, do you want to go by-oh nevermind. Come ON," Niromiel interruptedhis pondering. She grabbed his hand and ran off down the hill, and past some trees. Then down another hill. "You are SLOW," she moaned, and dragged her friend down the hill. There was a little pond and a large, tall, thick wooded oak tree.
"Hey, I remember this spot," Legolas caught on. "We used to always play here! This used to be my favorite spot in Rivendell."
"This is STILL my favorite spot. Haven't you missed it, Legolas?" He was looking around savoring the enrgy and good memories coming back. "I still love this place. I've missed it so much. Almost as much as I've missed you. I'll admit it was boring without you, mellon amin." Niromiel laughed.
"That would be about right," she said. "I'm sure life without me is tedious and colorless."
"Aye, indeed it was. Niromiel do you remember that time we-" He started spinning another story, dating back, probably, several hundred years, of yet another one of the adventures they had had as children. Niromiel lay on the grass, making herself comfortable. "With the way you talk, I feel I may need to be here a while," she explained herself. Legolas sat next to her, watching the scenery and yarning on about something. After an hour, he announced, "Now YOU tell me a story. What has happened with you since we parted last?"
"Tongue sore already? Well, my father has had some business with Lothlorien, so-"
"Tell me about yourself. For your life interests me far more than poltics." "Well, then-" "Is the sky always this blue?" Legolas asked, as he lay next to Niromiel. Azor snorted at him. Niromiel gave Legolas a look. "Well, then, the sky, I have no idea why it is so blue. But, recently, my father-oh nevermind- well, he's trying to marry me off to some rich elf who I probably won't like. Or maybe some king of human lord, and he'll be fat, hairy, and unintelligent, and maybe he'll have no imagination, and nothing to give except a lot of power and riches. But that doesn't really matter does it?" Legolas was about to answer, but Niromiel had interrupted him. He counted it as the fourth time. "In any case, my father has already tried to find suitors for me, but I suppose non of them were drawn to me. One was very stupid. I suppose I had too much intelligence for him. After all, perhaps a duck was too intelligent for him. But you know, whether he had liked me or not, I would cut off my own head before I marry any oaf or rich fool that I don't care the slightest bit about."
"I suppose you're right. I mean, I wouldn't like to have to be forced into marrying anyone, or to be forced into anything, really. So, I never asked you, while I was away, did you miss me any?" "Not in the least."
"Didn't think so."
"You needn't have asked. I've always found you infuriating, arrogant, stubborn, and insipid."
"Oh?"
"oh. What do you mean oh?"
"Oh, I mean-IT"S REALLY LATE! Have you REALIZED the sun has set and it's dark out?"
"No."
"Legolas, you are pathetic. Help me up." Legolas did and the two started walking up the hill, past the trees, and up the other hill, to Lord Elrond's palace. They tiptoed through the halls. Legolas nearly walked into a wall he had forgotten was there.
"SHH!" Niromiel hissed. "Honestly, you are the loudest elf I have ever met. If my father catches us again, we are going to be VERY DEAD. Oh come on," she growled, and grabbed him by the wrist to the corridor where their rooms were. "Shh, don't walk ahead, wait.okay, there's no one about." They walked ahead. They were just at Niromiel's door when they heard a noise. "Quick, in here!" they both hissed in unison, gave eachother a quick, amazed look and pushed the door open.
A minute later, they footfalls faded away, and Niromiel let out a gasp of relief. "PHEW!" she breathed. "That was pretty close," Legolas said, and they both straightened up. It was dark, but they could make out eachother's features. "Uhh..." Niromiel let out. She reached her hand for the door handle, to let her friend out, but her arm froze. Before either knew what had struck them, legolas leaned in and kissed Niromiel softly on the lips (AN:AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.or maybe that should be a purrrrr, but anyway..). They pulled away after a few minutes, and Niromiel let out an "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"I think I better go now. Good night, mellon." "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....."
