Chapter 4 - Leaving Lothlorien
I was in my room packing all of my things (riding outfits, elegant dresses to impress Legolas, my brush, food, weapons, and more) when Lord Celeborn walked in. I stared at first while he did not speak. I wanted to speak, but my throat was so dry that I could not. I was always nervous him anyways. Finally, after a very unnerving minute I gulped and the urge to speak. "What would my Lord?"
He took a step towards me. "I came to speak to you about the trip." I looked him in the eyes and all color drained from my face. Would he me that I wasn't allowed to come? He continued, "Are you sure you are up this journey? Galadriel and I will completely understand if you decline."
Decline. This man knew nothing about me. "Decline!" I repeated. He looked scared. "I will certainly not decline! My one true love awaits me there! Why would I decline? Of course I am 'up to this journey'. Do you think I am weak?" He still looked nervous as I spoke. "Not only will my strength push me, but so will my heart. So please, my Lord, do not come barging into my tree house again calling me weak!" I was in such a state of out-rage that I didn't even know what I was saying. I didn't even know such anger existed in me. But whatever I said scared Lord Celeborn. Though, he tried to remain calm and steady.
"I did not mean to insult you, young lady. I know that you are not weak. I am very sorry," he said before turning and leaving. I was disgusted. Never will I be weak! NEVER!
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A few days later we were ready to depart. Elves lined the pathways throwing leaves and flowers while we trodded down the center on three beautiful, strong white horses with warriors on sturdy crème horses following in our footsteps. As I passed, I read the girls faces and heard them snicker. The said things like: "Why is she going with the Lord and Lady to visit the King of Eryn Lasgalen?" and "What a disgrace she is!" and "Why has she been honored so?". I learned to ignore then and tried not to let my hatred grow.
We were finally out of Lothlorien Forest. It was such a relief. I loved the wilderness. The only bad thing was my only company Galadriel, Celeborn, and an awful, rude group of warriors. I could hold endless conversations with Galadriel, however she was now to busy talking to Celeborn to even notice I was there. I hated Him once again. He ruins absolutely everything! First he calls me weak. Then he out-casts me.
The end of the first day came and I was finally acknowledged. We set up camp. Galadriel and Celeborn made a nice pot of elven stew. They sat down together laughing and eating. But I just sat of my pallet daydreaming. "Aravis!" a woman's voice called. I turned around and saw the Lady speaking to me. "Come and eat with us!"
I responded, " I am not hungry." This was a lie. I hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch that day. I was starving, but she didn't have to know that. She smirked, got up, ran to me, and grabbed my arm. "Yes you are," she laughed. I hated that she was always right. "Come, be merry and eat with us." I agreed. We ate. We laughed. We joked. I had a great time, but I began to grow weary. While I walked back to my pallet I heard Galadriel say in a very sarcastic tone, "Very evil, isn't she?"
Celeborn responded, "I know she's not now, but I have a feeling that it is already starting." I could believe what I was hearing. Me, evil? Of course not! I always hated the evil ways. I was just glad that Galadriel stood on my side. But Celeborn - I had an outrageous urge to kill him now!
I was in my room packing all of my things (riding outfits, elegant dresses to impress Legolas, my brush, food, weapons, and more) when Lord Celeborn walked in. I stared at first while he did not speak. I wanted to speak, but my throat was so dry that I could not. I was always nervous him anyways. Finally, after a very unnerving minute I gulped and the urge to speak. "What would my Lord?"
He took a step towards me. "I came to speak to you about the trip." I looked him in the eyes and all color drained from my face. Would he me that I wasn't allowed to come? He continued, "Are you sure you are up this journey? Galadriel and I will completely understand if you decline."
Decline. This man knew nothing about me. "Decline!" I repeated. He looked scared. "I will certainly not decline! My one true love awaits me there! Why would I decline? Of course I am 'up to this journey'. Do you think I am weak?" He still looked nervous as I spoke. "Not only will my strength push me, but so will my heart. So please, my Lord, do not come barging into my tree house again calling me weak!" I was in such a state of out-rage that I didn't even know what I was saying. I didn't even know such anger existed in me. But whatever I said scared Lord Celeborn. Though, he tried to remain calm and steady.
"I did not mean to insult you, young lady. I know that you are not weak. I am very sorry," he said before turning and leaving. I was disgusted. Never will I be weak! NEVER!
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A few days later we were ready to depart. Elves lined the pathways throwing leaves and flowers while we trodded down the center on three beautiful, strong white horses with warriors on sturdy crème horses following in our footsteps. As I passed, I read the girls faces and heard them snicker. The said things like: "Why is she going with the Lord and Lady to visit the King of Eryn Lasgalen?" and "What a disgrace she is!" and "Why has she been honored so?". I learned to ignore then and tried not to let my hatred grow.
We were finally out of Lothlorien Forest. It was such a relief. I loved the wilderness. The only bad thing was my only company Galadriel, Celeborn, and an awful, rude group of warriors. I could hold endless conversations with Galadriel, however she was now to busy talking to Celeborn to even notice I was there. I hated Him once again. He ruins absolutely everything! First he calls me weak. Then he out-casts me.
The end of the first day came and I was finally acknowledged. We set up camp. Galadriel and Celeborn made a nice pot of elven stew. They sat down together laughing and eating. But I just sat of my pallet daydreaming. "Aravis!" a woman's voice called. I turned around and saw the Lady speaking to me. "Come and eat with us!"
I responded, " I am not hungry." This was a lie. I hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch that day. I was starving, but she didn't have to know that. She smirked, got up, ran to me, and grabbed my arm. "Yes you are," she laughed. I hated that she was always right. "Come, be merry and eat with us." I agreed. We ate. We laughed. We joked. I had a great time, but I began to grow weary. While I walked back to my pallet I heard Galadriel say in a very sarcastic tone, "Very evil, isn't she?"
Celeborn responded, "I know she's not now, but I have a feeling that it is already starting." I could believe what I was hearing. Me, evil? Of course not! I always hated the evil ways. I was just glad that Galadriel stood on my side. But Celeborn - I had an outrageous urge to kill him now!
