Legolas's little brother
I fidget around at the big wooden door. I'm waiting to be announced. That's what they do at balls and banquets. You cannot enter till you are called and showed a place at the table. My hair is down and curled at the bottom and I'm in this dress that I can hardly breath in. It's like one of those fancy ballroom dresses with lace, satin, and everything else. It's really pretty. It's GREEN, Legolas's favorite color.
All these people bustle around in a line, all dressed nicely...all of the young women in GREEN. I sigh. Either everyone likes green, or everyone is dressing to impress Legolas. A few elves give me a welcoming smile as if noticing they'd never seen my around before. "Emthiel Nicolea Goldring!" I'm announced.
Everything goes silent as if everyone is watching and waiting. I step foreword and the doors open, creaking on their hinges. I've never felt this nervous before. Everyone watches me with smiles or curious expressions. I get the seat next to Legolas. :)
"Emthiel," Legolas grabs my hand from under the table. "I'm glad you came."
"Did you think I wouldn't come?" I asked.
He shrugged. "I wasn't sure."
Everyone gets his or her seat and starts talking. King Thranduil looks young and beautiful. His golden blond hair is draped over his shoulders and his dark blue eyes sparkle, holding much knowledge, though he looks as young as Legolas in the face.
"Greetings, Emthiel. You have no idea how much I've heard about you...from everybody! You sure are as beautiful as they say! I hope you are having a pleasant time here. How are you?"
"Im valina, Aran Meletyalda," I answer [I am good/happy, your majesty].
The king smiles. "Good, good. Now tell me, have you ever attended Mirkwood High?" I could feel Legolas tensing. I thought for a moment. What was I going to say?
"Um...no...BUT I had a friend that went there named Tanya..." [that I had met on the internet]. "And she said she disliked the school. She said they didn't have very good teachers. The teachers were unprofessional!" I said. I THINK Tanya had said that. She might not of though. I didn't talk to her anymore. "But Gondor is a most magnificent school! The teachers are wonderful and I'm always learning lots of things. It's always a challenge!" I added in my 'oh-I-can-act-smart-if-I-have-to' voice.
Legolas smiled at me knowingly.
"Really? Yes, I always heard it was a good school. That's why Legolas is attending there!"
"And it really is a great school," I add with a smile. Man, I hope Legolas doesn't have to leave or I'll cry my eyes out.
"Father, may we be excused?" Legolas asks glancing over at me. "I wanted you to be here when they started dancing, but all right," replies his father. Legolas grabs my hand and we hurry out. I see that girl that was all over Legolas the day before. She has her hands crossed over her chest like Legolas is HERS or something. Give me a break. Sometimes I hate that Legolas is a prince. We rush outside in the dark, thick forest. We stand in a little clearing in the shade.
"What's going on, Legolas?"
"I just wanted to be alone...with you," he says. "I wanted..."
"Legolas!" Lenion, Legolas's younger brother comes out. At lest I assume it's his brother.
"Yea, what is it?" Legolas asks, kind of annoyed.
"Father told me to get you. He has some things to ask you and he wants you to dance with Amera."
Legolas looks at me with these sorry eyes. I shiver, just looking at his perfect crystal eyes and flawless skin. "I'm sorry," he mutters, but it doesn't sound like a mutter you're used to. It's an elven mutter, almost musical if it makes any sense. "I'm sorry I'm prince. I'd give it all up to be with you if I could."
"It's okay, I'll see you later," I say, trying not to sound disappointed. He'll be dancing with other girls. That thought isn't really a good one. Legolas walks backwards looking at me for a few steps, then he turns to go in.
I sit down on this bench made of rock. Lenion sits next to me. "Hi, I'm Lenion."
"Hello, I'm Emthiel."
He smiles. "That's what I thought. Legolas talks about you like you're air that keeps him living."
I smile at the thought. "Really?" I ask, looking at him.
"He tells me things like that all the time on the phone," he answers. "You must be special then, because he doesn't like any of the other girls. He's only had one girlfriend before, a few years ago, and she moved. He didn't like her NEAR as much as he likes you."
"I'm glad," I exclaim with a smile. "cause I love him too."
"You don't happen to have a sister, do you?"
I laugh. "No, sorry, I don't."
He frowns. "A cousin or something?"
"Yea, do you like brunettes?"
"I've hardly ever seen them!" he says. "But I've seen a FEW pretty ones. I'm stuck here most of the time, doing school in the palace and all the girls that live here are all blond." He sighs like it's such a tragedy.
"Well, you might like my cousin, Analye. She's really pretty."
He smiles this really goofy smile. "Great, so when do I get to see her?"
"I'll check with her and I'll let you know. What's the phone number for you room?"
"I'll give it to you," he answers, pulling out a pen and paper.
"You're never unprepared, are you?" I ask looking at his paper and pen.
He laughs and hands me a paper with his room number on it. "Call me or have her call me, okay?"
"Okay," I answer, laughing. Cute little Lenomial runs back inside looking all excited. My cousin will appreciate this. I hope they like each other.
Even more I hope Legolas doesn't have to leave Gondor High.
Sorry took me so long to update, I've been busy, but I'm going to try harder to write more for you to read!
Lauren
I fidget around at the big wooden door. I'm waiting to be announced. That's what they do at balls and banquets. You cannot enter till you are called and showed a place at the table. My hair is down and curled at the bottom and I'm in this dress that I can hardly breath in. It's like one of those fancy ballroom dresses with lace, satin, and everything else. It's really pretty. It's GREEN, Legolas's favorite color.
All these people bustle around in a line, all dressed nicely...all of the young women in GREEN. I sigh. Either everyone likes green, or everyone is dressing to impress Legolas. A few elves give me a welcoming smile as if noticing they'd never seen my around before. "Emthiel Nicolea Goldring!" I'm announced.
Everything goes silent as if everyone is watching and waiting. I step foreword and the doors open, creaking on their hinges. I've never felt this nervous before. Everyone watches me with smiles or curious expressions. I get the seat next to Legolas. :)
"Emthiel," Legolas grabs my hand from under the table. "I'm glad you came."
"Did you think I wouldn't come?" I asked.
He shrugged. "I wasn't sure."
Everyone gets his or her seat and starts talking. King Thranduil looks young and beautiful. His golden blond hair is draped over his shoulders and his dark blue eyes sparkle, holding much knowledge, though he looks as young as Legolas in the face.
"Greetings, Emthiel. You have no idea how much I've heard about you...from everybody! You sure are as beautiful as they say! I hope you are having a pleasant time here. How are you?"
"Im valina, Aran Meletyalda," I answer [I am good/happy, your majesty].
The king smiles. "Good, good. Now tell me, have you ever attended Mirkwood High?" I could feel Legolas tensing. I thought for a moment. What was I going to say?
"Um...no...BUT I had a friend that went there named Tanya..." [that I had met on the internet]. "And she said she disliked the school. She said they didn't have very good teachers. The teachers were unprofessional!" I said. I THINK Tanya had said that. She might not of though. I didn't talk to her anymore. "But Gondor is a most magnificent school! The teachers are wonderful and I'm always learning lots of things. It's always a challenge!" I added in my 'oh-I-can-act-smart-if-I-have-to' voice.
Legolas smiled at me knowingly.
"Really? Yes, I always heard it was a good school. That's why Legolas is attending there!"
"And it really is a great school," I add with a smile. Man, I hope Legolas doesn't have to leave or I'll cry my eyes out.
"Father, may we be excused?" Legolas asks glancing over at me. "I wanted you to be here when they started dancing, but all right," replies his father. Legolas grabs my hand and we hurry out. I see that girl that was all over Legolas the day before. She has her hands crossed over her chest like Legolas is HERS or something. Give me a break. Sometimes I hate that Legolas is a prince. We rush outside in the dark, thick forest. We stand in a little clearing in the shade.
"What's going on, Legolas?"
"I just wanted to be alone...with you," he says. "I wanted..."
"Legolas!" Lenion, Legolas's younger brother comes out. At lest I assume it's his brother.
"Yea, what is it?" Legolas asks, kind of annoyed.
"Father told me to get you. He has some things to ask you and he wants you to dance with Amera."
Legolas looks at me with these sorry eyes. I shiver, just looking at his perfect crystal eyes and flawless skin. "I'm sorry," he mutters, but it doesn't sound like a mutter you're used to. It's an elven mutter, almost musical if it makes any sense. "I'm sorry I'm prince. I'd give it all up to be with you if I could."
"It's okay, I'll see you later," I say, trying not to sound disappointed. He'll be dancing with other girls. That thought isn't really a good one. Legolas walks backwards looking at me for a few steps, then he turns to go in.
I sit down on this bench made of rock. Lenion sits next to me. "Hi, I'm Lenion."
"Hello, I'm Emthiel."
He smiles. "That's what I thought. Legolas talks about you like you're air that keeps him living."
I smile at the thought. "Really?" I ask, looking at him.
"He tells me things like that all the time on the phone," he answers. "You must be special then, because he doesn't like any of the other girls. He's only had one girlfriend before, a few years ago, and she moved. He didn't like her NEAR as much as he likes you."
"I'm glad," I exclaim with a smile. "cause I love him too."
"You don't happen to have a sister, do you?"
I laugh. "No, sorry, I don't."
He frowns. "A cousin or something?"
"Yea, do you like brunettes?"
"I've hardly ever seen them!" he says. "But I've seen a FEW pretty ones. I'm stuck here most of the time, doing school in the palace and all the girls that live here are all blond." He sighs like it's such a tragedy.
"Well, you might like my cousin, Analye. She's really pretty."
He smiles this really goofy smile. "Great, so when do I get to see her?"
"I'll check with her and I'll let you know. What's the phone number for you room?"
"I'll give it to you," he answers, pulling out a pen and paper.
"You're never unprepared, are you?" I ask looking at his paper and pen.
He laughs and hands me a paper with his room number on it. "Call me or have her call me, okay?"
"Okay," I answer, laughing. Cute little Lenomial runs back inside looking all excited. My cousin will appreciate this. I hope they like each other.
Even more I hope Legolas doesn't have to leave Gondor High.
Sorry took me so long to update, I've been busy, but I'm going to try harder to write more for you to read!
Lauren
