I feel so happy; this is the first chapter that I've written completely by
myself! (There are two bits that I have added to Urebriviel's chapters, in
chapter 3 and 4, I bet you can't guess which) but anyway, back to the
point. I hope you like my first chapter that I've written.
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Maewyn quietly tapped on Arwen's door, once Haldir had left. Arwen opened the door immediately, and her smile upon seeing her friend turned to a frown as she noticed the tears running down Maewyn's face.
"Mae?" She asked, as Maewyn pulled her into a hug, "What's the matter?" Maewyn attempted calming herself before she spoke again. Arwen led her to her sitting room and sat beside her. "Start from the beginning." She suggested.
And Maewyn did just that, not leaving any detail out as she recounted everything from the moment she left Arwen previously.
~*~*~*~*
"But the thing is," Maewyn finished, "Legolas was just so arrogant. Surely Ada can see that?"
"Your father wants what is best for you." Arwen soothed. "He wants to see you happy before he dies."
"But Legolas is not going to make me any happier!" Maewyn whined.
"What about Haldir?" Arwen raised an eyebrow.
This made Maewyn smile. "He's so friendly." She smiled. "And absolutely gorgeous," and then said teasingly, "but I know you prefer a certain scruffy half-elf, so I won't say anything more."
Arwen playfully swatted her on the arm. "Leave Estel out of this." She admonished. "But, it is a good thing that she turned up when he did, or else you and Legolas may have killed each other." Maewyn nodded, describing the events to her again, describing in great detail how she had caused Legolas vast discomfort, although she could tell Arwen was much more interested in hearing how Estel rushed in and saved the day.
~*~*~*~*
The two women talked into the early hours of the morning, before falling asleep in Arwen's comfortable chairs.
~*~*~*~*
When Maewyn awoke the next morning, panic filled her body. She hadn't gone home last night after the confrontation with Legolas. Instead, she had spoken with Haldir and spent the night with Arwen.
~*~*~*~*
Quickly, she rushed to her house, expecting to slip in without finding anyone awake. She was wrong.
"How could you?" Her father demanded when he saw her come into the room, "King Thranduil and I went to all this trouble to arrange this marriage for you, and you spend the night with another elf!"
"But Ada I." Maewyn tried to defend herself but her father wanted to hear none of it.
"I know you were with a male elf, don't try and lie." He thundered, "Prince Legolas saw you!"
Suddenly, it all made sense to Maewyn as Legolas stepped out of the shadows.
"Now I understand," She sneered. "Well, Prince Legolas." She spat, "if you would have actually bothered finding out where I actually was, you would have discovered that I spent the night with Arwen. And that other elf you saw me with? He was doing the nice thing and escorting me to her room.
Maewyn, in a rage, stormed out of her father's house and kept running. Not even the serenity of the river would calm her this time.
~*~*~*~*
Maewyn ran for hours, before finally stopping for a break beside a river. Dunking her head in the cold water did not stop her tears from falling as she hoped they would, but it did cool her down after she had run for such a long time. After drinking greedily from the river, she settled back against a tree and fell asleep.
~*~*~*~*
The next day, Maewyn was still nowhere to be found. Legolas had gone to Estel, and guiltily explained what had happened earlier. Estel, knowing Maewyn well, was deeply worried about her. Even when she was at her maddest, she had never stayed away from Imladris for this long.
Even her father, who was still furious at her, feared for her safety, and everyone turned to Estel to find her. But, unbeknownst to them, as soon as Estel had found out that Maewyn had run away, he had sent the best tracker in the land after her. Haldir.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir was way beyond the borders of Imladris when he found the first clue to the whereabouts of Maewyn. It was a hairpin, a silver one, with jade stones set in it. He slipped it into his pocket, his hopes of finding the elvish maiden growing.
~*~*~*~*
When Maewyn Narthúle awoke, darkness had fallen on the second day since she had gone missing. She tried to sit up, but to her dismay, she collapsed in a heap on the ground. She was weak, weaker than she had ever been before. Her normally perfect elvish vision was corrupted as large white spots danced in front of her eyes.
Something was wrong.
Maewyn struggled to get up but her limbs were too heavy and refused to work. Leaning back against the tree, she let sleep take her again.
What Maewyn did not know however, was that the water that she had consumed was poisoned. In this area grew a plant that excreted a paralysis poison. If Maewyn wasn't found soon, she'd die.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir stumbled over yet another root, still searching for Maewyn. The sky was extremely dark and even with his elvish vision he could not see much. The moon was refusing to show her head. He was almost ready to give up the search when he went flying. But, unlike usual, it didn't feel like a root he tripped over. He got back up to study what he had fallen over, and found that it was that which he had been looking for. Maewyn.
Scooping her up, he started the journey back to Rivendell, hoping he had found her before she had come to any harm.
~*~*~*~*
"Do you think we will ever succeed?" Arwen asked Estel; they were sitting at the top of a waterfall, on a riverbank over looking Rivendell.
"What will we succeed in doing?" Estel asked. Arwen sighed exasperatedly.
"Our plan to get Maewyn and Legolas to like each other. Estel, have you been listening to a word I said?" Estel grinned guiltily, answering Arwen's question without the need for words. "It's got to be horrible though." Arwen commented, "Being forced to marry where there is no love."
"Oh there is love there." Estel said casually, then he turned to face Arwen, "They're just unwilling to admit it." Both parties were prevented from commenting any further when another elf approached.
"Lord Estel? Lady Evenstar?" When the pair turned, the elf continued.
"Haldir of Lórien has returned with Lady Maewyn." Estel and Arwen were up and back at Rivendell in an instant.
They ran through the halls at great speed. When they reached Maewyn's room, they knocked on the door.
"Come in,"
The voice that bade them enter filled Arwen and Estel with unease. It was Elrond who had asked them to come in, and he would not be there unless.
Unless.
Unless there was something wrong with Maewyn.
~*~*~*~*~*
Narthúle is an combination of two Elvish words, meaning 'fire' and 'spirit'.
Did you like my individual first chapter?
~*~Belle Bing~*~
~*~Belle Bing~*~
Please read and review, and all flames will be used to cook our dinners. Thank you to all who reviewed!
~*~Belle Bing and Urebriviel~*~
Maewyn quietly tapped on Arwen's door, once Haldir had left. Arwen opened the door immediately, and her smile upon seeing her friend turned to a frown as she noticed the tears running down Maewyn's face.
"Mae?" She asked, as Maewyn pulled her into a hug, "What's the matter?" Maewyn attempted calming herself before she spoke again. Arwen led her to her sitting room and sat beside her. "Start from the beginning." She suggested.
And Maewyn did just that, not leaving any detail out as she recounted everything from the moment she left Arwen previously.
~*~*~*~*
"But the thing is," Maewyn finished, "Legolas was just so arrogant. Surely Ada can see that?"
"Your father wants what is best for you." Arwen soothed. "He wants to see you happy before he dies."
"But Legolas is not going to make me any happier!" Maewyn whined.
"What about Haldir?" Arwen raised an eyebrow.
This made Maewyn smile. "He's so friendly." She smiled. "And absolutely gorgeous," and then said teasingly, "but I know you prefer a certain scruffy half-elf, so I won't say anything more."
Arwen playfully swatted her on the arm. "Leave Estel out of this." She admonished. "But, it is a good thing that she turned up when he did, or else you and Legolas may have killed each other." Maewyn nodded, describing the events to her again, describing in great detail how she had caused Legolas vast discomfort, although she could tell Arwen was much more interested in hearing how Estel rushed in and saved the day.
~*~*~*~*
The two women talked into the early hours of the morning, before falling asleep in Arwen's comfortable chairs.
~*~*~*~*
When Maewyn awoke the next morning, panic filled her body. She hadn't gone home last night after the confrontation with Legolas. Instead, she had spoken with Haldir and spent the night with Arwen.
~*~*~*~*
Quickly, she rushed to her house, expecting to slip in without finding anyone awake. She was wrong.
"How could you?" Her father demanded when he saw her come into the room, "King Thranduil and I went to all this trouble to arrange this marriage for you, and you spend the night with another elf!"
"But Ada I." Maewyn tried to defend herself but her father wanted to hear none of it.
"I know you were with a male elf, don't try and lie." He thundered, "Prince Legolas saw you!"
Suddenly, it all made sense to Maewyn as Legolas stepped out of the shadows.
"Now I understand," She sneered. "Well, Prince Legolas." She spat, "if you would have actually bothered finding out where I actually was, you would have discovered that I spent the night with Arwen. And that other elf you saw me with? He was doing the nice thing and escorting me to her room.
Maewyn, in a rage, stormed out of her father's house and kept running. Not even the serenity of the river would calm her this time.
~*~*~*~*
Maewyn ran for hours, before finally stopping for a break beside a river. Dunking her head in the cold water did not stop her tears from falling as she hoped they would, but it did cool her down after she had run for such a long time. After drinking greedily from the river, she settled back against a tree and fell asleep.
~*~*~*~*
The next day, Maewyn was still nowhere to be found. Legolas had gone to Estel, and guiltily explained what had happened earlier. Estel, knowing Maewyn well, was deeply worried about her. Even when she was at her maddest, she had never stayed away from Imladris for this long.
Even her father, who was still furious at her, feared for her safety, and everyone turned to Estel to find her. But, unbeknownst to them, as soon as Estel had found out that Maewyn had run away, he had sent the best tracker in the land after her. Haldir.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir was way beyond the borders of Imladris when he found the first clue to the whereabouts of Maewyn. It was a hairpin, a silver one, with jade stones set in it. He slipped it into his pocket, his hopes of finding the elvish maiden growing.
~*~*~*~*
When Maewyn Narthúle awoke, darkness had fallen on the second day since she had gone missing. She tried to sit up, but to her dismay, she collapsed in a heap on the ground. She was weak, weaker than she had ever been before. Her normally perfect elvish vision was corrupted as large white spots danced in front of her eyes.
Something was wrong.
Maewyn struggled to get up but her limbs were too heavy and refused to work. Leaning back against the tree, she let sleep take her again.
What Maewyn did not know however, was that the water that she had consumed was poisoned. In this area grew a plant that excreted a paralysis poison. If Maewyn wasn't found soon, she'd die.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir stumbled over yet another root, still searching for Maewyn. The sky was extremely dark and even with his elvish vision he could not see much. The moon was refusing to show her head. He was almost ready to give up the search when he went flying. But, unlike usual, it didn't feel like a root he tripped over. He got back up to study what he had fallen over, and found that it was that which he had been looking for. Maewyn.
Scooping her up, he started the journey back to Rivendell, hoping he had found her before she had come to any harm.
~*~*~*~*
"Do you think we will ever succeed?" Arwen asked Estel; they were sitting at the top of a waterfall, on a riverbank over looking Rivendell.
"What will we succeed in doing?" Estel asked. Arwen sighed exasperatedly.
"Our plan to get Maewyn and Legolas to like each other. Estel, have you been listening to a word I said?" Estel grinned guiltily, answering Arwen's question without the need for words. "It's got to be horrible though." Arwen commented, "Being forced to marry where there is no love."
"Oh there is love there." Estel said casually, then he turned to face Arwen, "They're just unwilling to admit it." Both parties were prevented from commenting any further when another elf approached.
"Lord Estel? Lady Evenstar?" When the pair turned, the elf continued.
"Haldir of Lórien has returned with Lady Maewyn." Estel and Arwen were up and back at Rivendell in an instant.
They ran through the halls at great speed. When they reached Maewyn's room, they knocked on the door.
"Come in,"
The voice that bade them enter filled Arwen and Estel with unease. It was Elrond who had asked them to come in, and he would not be there unless.
Unless.
Unless there was something wrong with Maewyn.
~*~*~*~*~*
Narthúle is an combination of two Elvish words, meaning 'fire' and 'spirit'.
Did you like my individual first chapter?
~*~Belle Bing~*~
