Authors note: K, I'm in NY right now, and I fear that this chapter will be
short if I post it today, but don't worry. I promise they'll get longer
when I get back home. I just wanted to say thanks for leaving all the
wonderful reviews; they make me smile every time. By the way, I changed it
so that thoughts are now between #s. Sorry for the change, but the stars
were doing weird things with my computer. They would turn the text in
between them bold, and I had to fix the whole thing. It was much more
annoying than it sounds.
Mistress Edele Greenleaf and THEwriter Lioness- thank you so much for all your reviews. I'm really happy that you like my story so far.
AlexisRayette- Thank you for telling me about Legolas' age. I was wondering about it for a really long time. Also, yes, I really want to read the Silmarillion, and as soon as I get it, my story will be more 'correct', but until then, thanks for cluing me in.
Misty- thanks as always for your wonderful reviews.
All the other reviewers, thank you so much, I'm really glad that you like my story, and if you don't, please tell me what I can fix, but I really am trying.
Okay, if I really owned the LotR, I would be off on a million dollar cruise, and not writing this. This is strictly for fun, and I don't make money, so please don't sue. (Although I'm sure you probably wouldn't anyway)
Anyway, I'm going to stop talking now, so on with the story.
Legolas was still lying in bed with thoughts of Alinne, when a shooting pain in his shoulder caused him to give a small cry of pain. He put his hand to his shoulder, and pulled down the collar of his tunic to see what it was. #The wound! I completely forgot about it! Lets see, what did Alinne say about it…. oh that's right, see her every day about it. # Legolas smiled a bit at the thought of 'having' to see Alinne. It would give him a chance to apologize, and besides, he has always enjoyed her company.
He got up, still clasping at his scab, because happy or not, it still hurt really badly. As he got ready to go outside, he heard a slight knock on his door. He smiled because he thought it was Alinne. Nithem would have had a more "self-assured" knock.
He decided to just open the door himself, and as he walked over to the door, he began to 'practice' his apologizing speech in his head.
Alinne was standing outside, waiting for an answer. She was very scared to see the prince. She was even scared of how he would react to see her. She wanted to apologize for her behavior last night as well, but couldn't think of a good reason to see him. And then she remembered the same thing he remembered not long ago himself.
The wound.
The answer to her knock didn't come in the few seconds she waited, so she turned around and began to walk back. Her pace was increasing with every step until a run took over when she heard the door being opened.
*~*~*~Slight flashback to the previous night (but in Alinnes POV)~*~*~*
She couldn't believe it! The Prince KISSED her! The prince kissed HER! She was surprised, shocked, and in a way angry at the same time. As she ran through the forest away from him in a random direction that she didn't even pay attention to, she noticed that the sun was setting. She stopped running and in tears, fell to the ground. She lay there for a long time. Stones and broken branches were digging into her back, but she didn't care. All she wanted to do was lay there and try to forget the horrible memories of what happened to her years ago that were coming back to her head from Legolas' kiss.
She knew that Legolas would ask Nithem about her odd behavior. She also knew exactly what Nithem would tell him, for it was the same story Alinne told her friend years ago. She left out a couple of things though. #Well, not exactly left out, just changed a bit…# she thought as she tried her hardest not to remember the horrid details of the bit that she left out.
The sun set as she was still laying in the same spot, new tears filling her eyes at the memories that were awakened through Legolas' passionate kiss. Finally, she thought that it was enough. She had spent enough time crying over the past, and had to get her head back together. She lost the battled though, and as she walked back, new tears flooded her eyes.
She was walking. She didn't know where, and she didn't care, but she was walking. She thought about her actions. She would have to apologize to Legolas. She decided that she would try to avoid him for as long as she could, but she knew that eventually he'd find her. She fought with herself as she blindly walked through the forest. # Yes, of course I have to apologize! He is the prince after all! The prince…# It had finally sunk in. She ran away from the prince! She could be sent off from the village if he was really mad. Even worse, she could be killed! She lived her whole life in this village, except for her first 200 years. In those, she had been under the rule of a cruel king. She was filled with fear at the thought that Legolas was like her old king.
New fears struck her. If Legolas were anything like the old king, he would send her off right away! She ran away from the one man, who alone had the power to decide whether she lived or died, and if she did live, he would be the one to control where. For all she knew about him, he could send her to a dungeon!
Yet newer tears filled her eyes and she walked through the forest. She was brushing through thorn filled branches that scratched up her arms and legs as she walked. She had scratches all over her body now, but she didn't care. She just kept walking straight, barely missing tree trunks in her path. With pure blind luck, she made it out of the forest in a place she could recognize, and went straight for the Bath Houses.
There was nobody working at the moment at the Bath Houses, but that didn't bother her. When she was little she used to work at the Bath Houses. She quickly got towels from a cupboard and started a warm bath for herself. She walked into one of the bathing rooms and closed the door halfway. There was going to be no body there at this hour, she figured.
She looked in the mirror that was placed on the right of the bath in every room. She cringed when she saw herself. Her dress was torn and stained with blood spots from the scratches and bruises she gained in the forest. They filled her arms, legs, and one long scratch ran down the side of her face. "I look like an orc." Her sarcasm didn't go away even in the worst of situations.
As most people knew, Alinne was the most sarcastic elf in the whole village. She always thought of a smart comeback, and in arguments, always came up on top. She was stubborn, and took often took comments (even if a joke) straight to the heart. Not many male elves were up to the challenge of actually loving her.
She broke of from these thoughts as she pulled off her dress, revealing more cuts and bruises. With another grimace, she took her boots off and stepped lightly into the bath. The water was perfect. After many tries, and MANY failures while she worked here, she learned how to get the temperature of the water quite close to perfect. As she lay there for a bit, she reached her arm out, and pulled a small green bottle off of a shelf located right above the bath. She poured its contents into the bath, and put the empty bottle back up, to be filled by the workers in the morning.
She relaxed as the medicine began its work healing her scars. Smells of herbs filled the room, and she sunk in deeper, inhaling the sweet smell of it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She woke up the next morning in her own bed. She slightly remembered walking from the Bath Houses back to her hut. She remembered the warm feeling of her clean and tiered body getting into the warm, inviting bed. She gave off a small sigh, and sat up. As she got up, she looked at herself in the mirror right by her bed. She noticed the blue frame she put on as a child and smiled at the memory. She then braced herself as she looked at her own body. "Ha, it's not that bad."
With a smile of slight satisfaction, she ran her fingers down the few scratches that did not heal quite yet. Most of the bruises that filled her body last night were gone too. Only a slight hint of a scratch was visible on her face where a horrifying one took place last night. She smiled in satisfaction at the exceptional job the medicine she used in her bath had done.
As she was pulling a new light blue dress on, she noticed a small blue bottle on her shelf. #Oh no! The medicine! I was supposed to put it on his wound every day! How could I forget?! Ughh, I really don't want to see him right now though….. it would be so awkward… Hmm, I wonder if I can make a copy of it right now, and just give it to him…. # she thought as she began to rampage through the papers on her other shelf. "Ahaa…yep…got that…I suppose I can get that…" she said to herself as she read through the ingredients needed for the potion.
"Oh no…" There was one her that she wouldn't be able to get. Cerut (seh- root). It could only be found in spring, and it being autumn right now, she would have a long time to wait.
She sighed at the thought of having to see the prince every day. She was a little afraid of how he would react to seeing her every day as well, but she knew she had to anyway. With that thought, she buttoned the last buttons on her dress, quickly brushed her long hair and pulled it into a bun on her head.
With another sigh, she walked out of her hut, and down the winding stairs, and on the main road towards the Main Huts where she figured he stayed the night.
Authors note: Yey! It's longer than usual! Sorry for the long wait for it, but I had to finish it back home. I had the whole New York thing, and I wasn't home for like a week, and then I had to write it on paper cause my computer is going crazy, I swear I'll kill it! And now, I think I finally fixed it, and so, I wrote this out. I also have a couple ideas for this story, so I think it'll get pretty interesting soon.
Sorry for dragging the plot a bit, but it'll get better soon. Also, you'll learn what happened to Alinne years ago, really soon. Don't worry; I wont drag it on for like 17 chapters. You'll find out in maybe two. I'll post the next chapters really soon, so read on, and review please. Great thanks to all my loyal reviewers. I love you all!
Mistress Edele Greenleaf and THEwriter Lioness- thank you so much for all your reviews. I'm really happy that you like my story so far.
AlexisRayette- Thank you for telling me about Legolas' age. I was wondering about it for a really long time. Also, yes, I really want to read the Silmarillion, and as soon as I get it, my story will be more 'correct', but until then, thanks for cluing me in.
Misty- thanks as always for your wonderful reviews.
All the other reviewers, thank you so much, I'm really glad that you like my story, and if you don't, please tell me what I can fix, but I really am trying.
Okay, if I really owned the LotR, I would be off on a million dollar cruise, and not writing this. This is strictly for fun, and I don't make money, so please don't sue. (Although I'm sure you probably wouldn't anyway)
Anyway, I'm going to stop talking now, so on with the story.
Legolas was still lying in bed with thoughts of Alinne, when a shooting pain in his shoulder caused him to give a small cry of pain. He put his hand to his shoulder, and pulled down the collar of his tunic to see what it was. #The wound! I completely forgot about it! Lets see, what did Alinne say about it…. oh that's right, see her every day about it. # Legolas smiled a bit at the thought of 'having' to see Alinne. It would give him a chance to apologize, and besides, he has always enjoyed her company.
He got up, still clasping at his scab, because happy or not, it still hurt really badly. As he got ready to go outside, he heard a slight knock on his door. He smiled because he thought it was Alinne. Nithem would have had a more "self-assured" knock.
He decided to just open the door himself, and as he walked over to the door, he began to 'practice' his apologizing speech in his head.
Alinne was standing outside, waiting for an answer. She was very scared to see the prince. She was even scared of how he would react to see her. She wanted to apologize for her behavior last night as well, but couldn't think of a good reason to see him. And then she remembered the same thing he remembered not long ago himself.
The wound.
The answer to her knock didn't come in the few seconds she waited, so she turned around and began to walk back. Her pace was increasing with every step until a run took over when she heard the door being opened.
*~*~*~Slight flashback to the previous night (but in Alinnes POV)~*~*~*
She couldn't believe it! The Prince KISSED her! The prince kissed HER! She was surprised, shocked, and in a way angry at the same time. As she ran through the forest away from him in a random direction that she didn't even pay attention to, she noticed that the sun was setting. She stopped running and in tears, fell to the ground. She lay there for a long time. Stones and broken branches were digging into her back, but she didn't care. All she wanted to do was lay there and try to forget the horrible memories of what happened to her years ago that were coming back to her head from Legolas' kiss.
She knew that Legolas would ask Nithem about her odd behavior. She also knew exactly what Nithem would tell him, for it was the same story Alinne told her friend years ago. She left out a couple of things though. #Well, not exactly left out, just changed a bit…# she thought as she tried her hardest not to remember the horrid details of the bit that she left out.
The sun set as she was still laying in the same spot, new tears filling her eyes at the memories that were awakened through Legolas' passionate kiss. Finally, she thought that it was enough. She had spent enough time crying over the past, and had to get her head back together. She lost the battled though, and as she walked back, new tears flooded her eyes.
She was walking. She didn't know where, and she didn't care, but she was walking. She thought about her actions. She would have to apologize to Legolas. She decided that she would try to avoid him for as long as she could, but she knew that eventually he'd find her. She fought with herself as she blindly walked through the forest. # Yes, of course I have to apologize! He is the prince after all! The prince…# It had finally sunk in. She ran away from the prince! She could be sent off from the village if he was really mad. Even worse, she could be killed! She lived her whole life in this village, except for her first 200 years. In those, she had been under the rule of a cruel king. She was filled with fear at the thought that Legolas was like her old king.
New fears struck her. If Legolas were anything like the old king, he would send her off right away! She ran away from the one man, who alone had the power to decide whether she lived or died, and if she did live, he would be the one to control where. For all she knew about him, he could send her to a dungeon!
Yet newer tears filled her eyes and she walked through the forest. She was brushing through thorn filled branches that scratched up her arms and legs as she walked. She had scratches all over her body now, but she didn't care. She just kept walking straight, barely missing tree trunks in her path. With pure blind luck, she made it out of the forest in a place she could recognize, and went straight for the Bath Houses.
There was nobody working at the moment at the Bath Houses, but that didn't bother her. When she was little she used to work at the Bath Houses. She quickly got towels from a cupboard and started a warm bath for herself. She walked into one of the bathing rooms and closed the door halfway. There was going to be no body there at this hour, she figured.
She looked in the mirror that was placed on the right of the bath in every room. She cringed when she saw herself. Her dress was torn and stained with blood spots from the scratches and bruises she gained in the forest. They filled her arms, legs, and one long scratch ran down the side of her face. "I look like an orc." Her sarcasm didn't go away even in the worst of situations.
As most people knew, Alinne was the most sarcastic elf in the whole village. She always thought of a smart comeback, and in arguments, always came up on top. She was stubborn, and took often took comments (even if a joke) straight to the heart. Not many male elves were up to the challenge of actually loving her.
She broke of from these thoughts as she pulled off her dress, revealing more cuts and bruises. With another grimace, she took her boots off and stepped lightly into the bath. The water was perfect. After many tries, and MANY failures while she worked here, she learned how to get the temperature of the water quite close to perfect. As she lay there for a bit, she reached her arm out, and pulled a small green bottle off of a shelf located right above the bath. She poured its contents into the bath, and put the empty bottle back up, to be filled by the workers in the morning.
She relaxed as the medicine began its work healing her scars. Smells of herbs filled the room, and she sunk in deeper, inhaling the sweet smell of it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She woke up the next morning in her own bed. She slightly remembered walking from the Bath Houses back to her hut. She remembered the warm feeling of her clean and tiered body getting into the warm, inviting bed. She gave off a small sigh, and sat up. As she got up, she looked at herself in the mirror right by her bed. She noticed the blue frame she put on as a child and smiled at the memory. She then braced herself as she looked at her own body. "Ha, it's not that bad."
With a smile of slight satisfaction, she ran her fingers down the few scratches that did not heal quite yet. Most of the bruises that filled her body last night were gone too. Only a slight hint of a scratch was visible on her face where a horrifying one took place last night. She smiled in satisfaction at the exceptional job the medicine she used in her bath had done.
As she was pulling a new light blue dress on, she noticed a small blue bottle on her shelf. #Oh no! The medicine! I was supposed to put it on his wound every day! How could I forget?! Ughh, I really don't want to see him right now though….. it would be so awkward… Hmm, I wonder if I can make a copy of it right now, and just give it to him…. # she thought as she began to rampage through the papers on her other shelf. "Ahaa…yep…got that…I suppose I can get that…" she said to herself as she read through the ingredients needed for the potion.
"Oh no…" There was one her that she wouldn't be able to get. Cerut (seh- root). It could only be found in spring, and it being autumn right now, she would have a long time to wait.
She sighed at the thought of having to see the prince every day. She was a little afraid of how he would react to seeing her every day as well, but she knew she had to anyway. With that thought, she buttoned the last buttons on her dress, quickly brushed her long hair and pulled it into a bun on her head.
With another sigh, she walked out of her hut, and down the winding stairs, and on the main road towards the Main Huts where she figured he stayed the night.
Authors note: Yey! It's longer than usual! Sorry for the long wait for it, but I had to finish it back home. I had the whole New York thing, and I wasn't home for like a week, and then I had to write it on paper cause my computer is going crazy, I swear I'll kill it! And now, I think I finally fixed it, and so, I wrote this out. I also have a couple ideas for this story, so I think it'll get pretty interesting soon.
Sorry for dragging the plot a bit, but it'll get better soon. Also, you'll learn what happened to Alinne years ago, really soon. Don't worry; I wont drag it on for like 17 chapters. You'll find out in maybe two. I'll post the next chapters really soon, so read on, and review please. Great thanks to all my loyal reviewers. I love you all!
