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The Stone of Malinya
Legolas busied himself for the next hour by making preparations for their supper with Lord Vecery and by settling into his new surroundings. He sighed discontently when he was forced to fill his cabinets with clothes of human design, and silently longed for even one outfit made from Elvish fabrics. How greatly he despised his new, uncomfortable wardrobe. Pushing these thoughts aside he dressed in one of his finer tunics, made some small adjustments to his appearance, then mentally prepared himself for the night ahead. It would be filled with traditions and customs from the world of Men only, and he would be forced to participate and seemingly fit in. It was not a task he looked forward to, but for Aragorn's sake, and for the cause of finding the Stone it was a small price to pay.
When he felt it must be near time for supper he left his room and knocked on the door of the next. Gimli answered, clearly in the final stages of preparation for their meal, and seemed slightly surprised.
"Finally learned how to use a door I see." Gimli said, amused, and motioning Legolas inside, "I know you are immortal my friend but it still took you a fairly long time to master this basic skill. It makes me wonder how many centuries you needed to so fine tune your archery skills."
"I assure you, not near as long as it most likely took yourself to gain the small amount of skill you have with your ax." Legolas replied, not straying far from the doorway so as to give Gimli the hint to hurry along.
The Dwarf ignored the Elf for the moment and checked his appearance in the mirror that stretched far above his head. He made a few small adjustments to his beard, straightened his clothing, and then turned to his friend.
"I suppose you're ready to go, are you?" Gimli asked. Legolas nodded only once in reply. "Let's be off then. Can't be late for our meeting with royalty."
Legolas sighed slightly as he followed the Dwarf out the door. Being royalty himself he knew what to expect from this supper; it would be nothing but formalities, pleasant food, quiet conversation, and utter boredom. Secretly he wished he could pass over the entire thing, and perhaps explore the city. Search for tales or legends that the locals may know about the Stone of Malinya. But he knew it had to wait. Appearances had to be kept afterall.
The two friends chanced to meet Aragorn in the hall, also on his way to the banquet. They walked together through the winding halls of the Castle of Hileris. Gimli pointed out that while the structure was well made, the architecture was somewhat lacked, as there were far too many twists and turns in the hallways, making navigation nearly impossible. When they found themselves finally reaching the banquet hall Aragorn halted the two, giving Legolas a questioning glance as he did so.
"Are you certain you shall be comfortable as a Man for an entire evening? There are no trees around in which you can hide yourself this time if you feel uncomfortable." Aragorn reminded the Elf, well-intentioned concern coating his voice.
"I shall be fine. I am feeling increasingly confident in my deceptions, as necessary as they are, and would have mentioned earlier if I was not." Legolas replied, crossing his arms and waiting for Aragorn to continue into the banquet hall.
"Very well," Aragorn said, a slightly relieved sigh being released, "But if you find yourself in a conversation or situation you are uncomfortable with contact me some way, so I can assist you." Legolas nodded, silently grateful for Aragorn's concern and possible assistance in the night to come.
Casting a glance at Gimli Aragorn smirked, "And you Master Dwarf, do not let your head swell too greatly due to the praise and attention you will most likely receive this evening."
Gimli puffed out his chest indignantly, "It is not in my nature to wallow in the center of attention. However, if some of the Men should ask about my past adventures I shall have to be polite and tell them a tale or two of my heroics." Gimli said, allowing his words to trail off as he walked past his friends and towards the doors to the hall.
It shall be a long night. Legolas thought to himself, shaking his head ruefully.
When the group came to the large doors they were greeted by Emilil, the King's advisor. He bowed respectfully, opened the doors and formally announced their presence. King Vecery and several of his companions were already seated at the great table, that was lavishly filled with an assortment of foods and drink. The hall was long with several doors all leading to other areas of the castle, there were windows set high in the walls, making it impossible to see directly outside, and several servants were scattered about the room. The King sat at the head of the table, on a chair slightly larger and higher than the others, there was another chair opposite of him, empty, exactly the same, obviously meant for Aragorn. It was a grand banquet, but nothing that seperated it from others that the group had attended in the past.
All three bowed formally and took the seats they were lead to. Aragorn sat next to the King in a respectable position, and Gimli, being the honored Dwarf guest, was placed on King Vecery's other side, putting him directly across from Aragorn. Sorinth, who had already arrived, sat beside Gimli and Legolas was placed two seats away from the Dwarf, putting him beside Sorinth. The sitting directly beside Aragorn was being reserved for his captain, Risorine.
"Greetings Lord Elessar, I welcome you to my home and hope that you will enjoy your time with us, and hopefully find it a rewarding experience. I am sure this will be the first of many happy meetings between our lands." Lord Vecery said confidently, holding up a glass to Aragorn.
Aragorn picked up his own chalice and replied, "That is the great hope of Gondor as well."
A comfortable silence fell among the group as the rest of the guests arrived in spurts throughout the next few minutes. Finally all were accounted for and the food served. Aragorn and the rest of the Men ate a good amount, filling their stomachs and praising the cooks. Gimli ate a great many platefulls, much to the pleasure of the Brelans, while Legolas ate only as much as required, not being particularly fond of the food of Men. He had secretly packed away several pouches of Lembas in his pack, which he allowed himself the pleasure of every few meals on this trip. Not much was said throughout the meal, such things were meant for after filling one's stomach.
When most of the food was consumed and it was time for drink and talk Lord Vecery spoke immediately, looking at Aragorn but directing his speech to all his Men, "Before we speak this evening I feel I must apologize for the great tragedy that befell you on your journey here. Sorinth has told me of the attack on you and your company when you arrived, and I promise I shall do all I can to bring these rebels to justice."
"We lost a good Man, as did yourself. I knew Algoral only briefly but his presence will be missed, as will my guard's*. I thank you for your promise of justice and hope that it may come through." Aragorn said solemnly, raising his glass to toast those that were lost.
"Sorinth also tells me one of your Men was injured in the attack. Struck by a poisoned arrow. Does he fare well?" Asked Lord Vecery, apparently concerned, but secretly curious.
"Yes, he is well." Aragorn replied, hoping the subject would drop there, but it did not.
"You could ask him yourself, my Lord, for he sits in banquet with you even now. Salogel is his name." Sorinth said, clapping Legolas's shoulder to show of whom he spoke. The Elf bowed his head respectfully while in the King's attention.
"Hit by a poisoned arrow yet you are well enough to feast. A lucky Man you are indeed." Lord Vecery said, clearly awed. He knew of the poison that had no cure and wondered why this Man should survive when many others hadn't.
"It was most likely luck which kept me alive. The arrow merely grazed me in passing and very little of the poison had chance to do harm." Legolas said, clearly dismissing the entire thing.
"Still, you are alive, and you did save my Captain's life I am told. For this I thank you."
Legolas nodded in reply, accepting the King's gratitude and turning back to his glass. Seeing a chance to end this conversation Aragorn immediately began questioning Lord Vecery about the outlaws that attacked him, curious as to their reasoning. The speech was long, and not interesting, but diverted the attention of both kings.
No longer forced to speak, Legolas took the chance to study their hosts. Lord Vecery seemed genuinely enthusiastic about establishing a friendship with Gondor, though his reasons continued to go unsaid. Brelan had been seperated from the rest of Middle-Earth for so long that it seemed odd they would choose now to form alliances.
Sorinth was half-listening to the conversation between Lord Vecery and Aragorn while he himself spoke to Gimli, peppering the Dwarf with endless questions about his home and history. Of course, Gimli was only too eager to answer, and also continued to enjoy the hospitality of the Brelans. Legolas smiled as his friend began another long tale of battle, with some details greatly exaggerated. That smile quickly faded though as he chanced to look at Risorine.
The Man was speaking quietly with one of the Brelan Men, but when he looked up and saw Legolas watching him, though only momentarily, he cast the Elf an evil stare, then returned to his conversation. The Elf was somewhat taken aback by this. Though the two had not reconciled their differences it had been some time since Risorine showed obvious contempt for Legolas, and he wondered what the cause was. Looking towards the Lords still deep in talk, he wondered if it was because he had already drawn the public admiration of Lord Vecery for saving Sorinth's life. Risorine had been introduced to Lord Vecery personally of course but it was Legolas out of all of Aragorn's Men that had drawn the Lord's attention.
Sighing softly Legolas wondered if he could ever do anything that wouldn't displease this man, Risorine.
When Aragorn and Vecery concluded their talk of politics the King of Brelan shifted his attention towards Gimli. The Dwarf greatly fascinated the Lord and he wished to know more about him.
"Master Dwarf, tell me what brings you to our land. Though your company is welcome I am curious as to your reasons." Lord Vecery said.
Gimli took a swallow of wine and then answered, "Well, Lord Elessar and I have long been friends and during one of my visits he told me of his intentions to visit your kingdom. It has always been in my blood to seek out excitement and travels, and the thought of visiting a foreign land enticed me. The opportunity to see new lands and meet new people was a great temptation. That said I decided to join my friend on this long journey and it has brought me here. And I have not been disappointed with my findings." He finished, pleased by the King's smile.
"I am glad you have enjoyed your stay thus far. And whatever the reason, you are always welcome to return, as are you all." Lord Vecery said as an afterthought. Gimli and Lord Vecery then began to converse with many of the Brelan Men leaning in to hear the Dwarf's words.
It began to grow late but still no one made any mention of turning in for the evening. It was the hosts' job to declare the meal over and if a guest were to excuse himself early and without reason it may seem rude. As the hours drew on Legolas wondered if all the Brelan meals went on this long, and began to silently worry as he felt another headache begin to burden him. This was the first sign that the Mist of Concealment had begun to wear off. He would be hidden for another short while but after that he could be revealed for what he was. He needed to take his leave quickly. As a precaution he shook his head slightly, causing his hair to cascade over his ears, covering them well.
Gimli was still rather enjoying his evening, though he had also noted the lateness of the hour. Looking about he wondered if anyone else felt fatigued by the day's activities. The two Lords looked as alert as always, as did most of the Men. He noticed one of Aragorn's guards stifle a yawn and another's eyes were drooping slightly. Logically he knew that Legolas would be feeling no such fatigue but he glanced his way in any case and saw him rubbing his forehead with a slight grimace.
The Dwarf realized that the Mist of Concealment was probably wearing off again. His theory was proven correct when he noticed that in the lowering light the slight glow to the Elf's skin was becoming somewhat apparent, but only if one looked closely. Still, Gimli would not take that chance, but was lost as to a way to get the Elf out of the feast before the others.
He tried to draw Aragorn's eye, but realized that the Man may not know about the effects of the mist and he could not be directly outright and say so. Gimli knew he would have to help Legolas out of this situation somehow and saw his opportunity a few minutes later. Though he felt slightly bad for it, he knew what he must do. Just as a servant girl walked behind the Dwarf, desperately trying to keep balanced a pitcher of wine, he pushed his chair back only slightly, seemingly to stretch his legs. Of course the girl tripped over the leg of the chair and was sent sprawling forward, effectively spilling her burden all over Sorinth and Legolas.
The two warriors stood in shocked surprise, dripping only slightly. The girl stood immediately, greatly nervous and embarrassed.
"Oh, my deepest apologies. I didn't mean to. Allow me to help you." She offered immediately, using her apron as a cloth.
Legolas lifted his hand and stayed her immediately, "Do not worry, it was merely an accident." He said softly, a smile of understanding adorning his features. Sorinth was not so calm and wished desperately to yell at the girl for her clumsiness, but seeing Salogel's easy forgiveness of the matter he knew he would be considered harsh for doing so. Reluctantly he let the matter drop, but did order the girl to get him a proper towel. She fled quickly, eager to escape the situation.
"With your leave my Lord, I feel I need to change my attire." Sorinth said to his Lord. Legolas nodded in agreement, trying to dry himself as well. He spared a glance towards his Dwarf friend and was not surprised to see a mixture of satisfaction and amusement on the Dwarf's face. Legolas had wanted to leave the meal, but this hadn't quite been what he had in mind.
"It is growing late, as I only now realize. We should all take our leave for the evening. Perhaps tomorrow we can continue our discussions and make some greater arrangements." Lord Vecery suggested, standing to show it was indeed time to retire.
"Of course, I shall look forward to it. Until tomorrow night then." Aragorn nodded respectfully, stood and led his Men out of the banquet hall. They all made their way directly to their rooms, somewhat exhausted. Legolas and Gimli walked behind the others, the Elf still dripping and ringing out his soaked hair.
"You could thank me for the assistance." Gimli whispered to his friend conspiratorally.
"Oh, thank you so much for probably ruining my outfit and embarrassing me in front of these Men. How will I ever pay you back?" Legolas pondered aloud, considering all sorts of ways to show his so called 'thanks'.
"Well, you're out of there, as you undoubtedly wished. Besides, you hate Men's clothing, what is the loss of one outfit?" Gimli said, dismissing the Elf's complaints.
Legolas sighed and smiled, he was not so blind that he could not find the humor in the situation, "I do not fault your intentions friend, merely your actions. It shall be days before I no longer smell of wine."
"I think it suits you. At least this way I will always know when you are coming, for the smell of wine is something I will not miss."
Legolas chuckled, knowing this to be true, "I shall simply have to try harder to surprise you then." At this time the friends arrived at their respected rooms and parted ways. Gimli quickly removed the constricting garments, always hating to dress up, and changed into something much more comfortable. He then settled into his bed and quickly fell asleep, feeling the exhaustion of the day. Of course he would not admit to this, for as everyone knows a Dwarf has unlimited stamina.
Immediately changing into something dry Legolas was surprised to hear a knock on his door, for the hour was late. The servant girl who had spilled the wine stood there meekly. She had brought a large basin of water with her that she left along with some towels, she then picked up the clothing she had stained with wine and took them with her to wash immediately. Legolas thanked her sincerely and bid her farewell. He was very thankful, especially for the basin. Very quickly he washed the sticky wine from his skin and hair. After drying off he felt much better and moved to the bed.
Lying down he found it not too uncomfortable. Lacing his fingers across his chest he relaxed into sleep, knowing tomorrow would be another day such as this.
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Aragorn awoke the next morning feeling quite rested. His years as a Ranger had tuned his senses to rouse him with the sun's first rays and he frequently found himself up and about before many others. He wondered if this would be the case in Brelan. Stepping out onto the balcony adjoining his room he found that it was indeed. The sun had only just risen and there was hardly any signs of activity on the previously busy streets. Sighing, he wondered how long he would have to wait before any of his company arose. He smiled softly then, remembering the one person he travelled with who was sure to be up.
Dressing quickly, but properly, he left his room and made his way to Legolas's chambers. Passing Gimli's room he chuckled softly. Legolas had been right, the Dwarf's snores could be heard through the stone walls. He knocked gently on the Elf's door so as not to wake anyone else. It was a cheerful, very awake Legolas that answered the door, already in his human disguise, which still unnerved Aragorn. Legolas smiled at his friend and motioned him inside.
"I'm glad I am not the only one who has arisen." Aragorn commented as he entered.
Legolas glanced at the wall and sighed, "With his snoring it was not as though I had much of a choice." He then motioned Aragorn closer and lowered his voice conspiratorally, "I have long since believed he does it on purpose and only when I sleep nearby."
Aragorn laughed at this, mostly because it was actually possible knowing the Dwarf. "It makes me greatly appreciate being at the end of the hall."
"As you should. But I am happy as well that you are here. I have been up for several hours and am unable to leave this room until the others arise. I was greatly considering scaling the wall and taking a look around the town." Legolas had indeed been pondering this course of action, but then decided that scurrying through town late at night, or early in the morning, could wait until they had been there for a few days.
"It is best that you didn't, someone could spot you and I would be hard- pressed to explain such action from my *Men*." Aragorn said, wandering towards the balcony in the room. His love for the outdoors seemed to always be calling him, and he took every chance he could find to be near fresh air and open land. Legolas followed, feeling the same.
"May I ask your plans for this day?" Legolas asked, leaning casually against the balcony rail.
"I believe Lord Vecery is taking me on a tour of Miscalanth. I'm sure you won't have to attend, I wish I didn't either. I long to begin the search for the Stone of Malinya, but I fear I underestimated my own responsibilities here. I will be deep in discussions and negotiations throughout much of this trip. The duty of locating and perhaps retrieving the Stone may fall solely upon the shoulders of Gimli and yourself." Aragorn said, his voice tinged with regret. Finding the Stone had been his great dream for many nights now, and he wished to be involved in all parts of its recovery.
"We will do our best, and keep you well informed of all progress we make." Legolas replied. He appeared about to say more when he turned suddenly, and began to listen closely to the outside world.
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Risorine had not slept well, worries haunting his mind. He had awoken before the sun from a nightmare and decided he would rather stay awake than risk it returning. Being purposely slow he got dressed, made his own bed, and took stock of his possessions, there being little else to do. It was then that he heard the doors of Lord Elessar's room opening. It did not surprise the captain that his King was up, for he often rose before others, but he had to wonder where Aragorn was going this early.
Holding his breath, he listened as the Lord's soft footsteps drifted away, then stopped. There was nothing for a moment and then the clear sound of a door being opened on a squeaky hinge. Any other Man would have wondered who the King was visiting, but Risorine knew immediately it was 'Salogel'. After all this time he could not understand why the King of Gondor would choose to spend all his free, and unfree, time with a foreigner of his Kingdom, instead of with his captain.
His curiousity quickly bested him and after only several moments, he rose, and left his chambers. He needed to be sure it was actually 'Salogel's' room that Aragorn had entered. Now in the hall he intended only to listen from his doorway to try and pinpoint for certain which room the King had entered, but he found the Dwarf's snoring drowning out all other noise. Unhesitantly he moved down the hallway, listening for Aragorn's voice. He found it where expected.
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Legolas lowered his voice and motioned towards the door, "Choose your words wisely, someone listens to our speech."
Aragorn turned in surprise, having not heard anyone over Gimli's snores next door. He wondered who would dare eavesdrop on a conversation between the King of Gondor and a companion. It would be an unwise move for any of the Brelan Men, immediately causing distrust, and he could not picture it being any of the men from his company.
"This view is quite splendid." Legolas said suddenly, and slightly louder than his normal speech. On silent Elven feet he began to inch towards the door.
Aragorn took the hint and kept up a one-way conversation for a short while, "Yes it is, as good as my own. The people of Brelan have kindly treated us to their best rooms. Hmm, how does Gimli feel not having a balcony?"
This was all the time needed for the Elf to cross the room and swiftly swing open the door, "May I help you?" He asked immediately, not surprised in his findings of the eavesdropper's identity.
Risorine stood swiftly, having been creeping low to hear better. He was shocked by Legolas's presence, not having heard the 'Man' make any sound as he walked to the door. His surprise and embarrassment caused him to fumble his words, "I uh, I was .... I was looking for Lord Elessar."
"Then you might have tried *his* chambers first." Legolas's voice was cold, not enjoying the intrusion this Man made.
"I did." Risorine answered immediately. Legolas knew it was a lie, he would have heard the Man make his way to Aragorn's room before he came here, but he could not say this; a Man would not have heard it.
Legolas turned to Aragorn, approaching from behind. They exchanged a glance in which each conveyed the other's thoughts without needing words. Aragorn knew his Captain had been spying, but there had been no harm done so he let it pass.
"What did you wish Risorine?" Aragorn asked, his voice only slightly warmer than Legolas's.
Risorine bristled at the obvious dismissal, "Simply checking on your safety my Lord, it is my duty after all." He hoped this sounded a plausible and less shameful reason for his eavesdropping.
"I am quite safe as you can see and will undoubtedly continue to be while in these walls. If there is nothing else I shall see you at breakfast." Aragorn replied curtly.
"Of course Lord Elessar." Risorine bowed, gritting his teeth and hating his own stupidity. He then retreated down the hall, embarrassment and shame coloring his cheeks.
Legolas closed the door after he left, knowing he was gone far down the hall beyond earshot. "You must do something about that Man. He is far too curious and jealous for his own good, and ours."
"I know, I know. I shall see what I can do." Aragorn promised, already sorting ideas in his head on ways to deal with Risorine. The two talked for a bit longer, discussing Legolas's plan to possibly explore the darker parts of the city that would not be on Aragorn's tour. Both agreed it was a smart course of action, if the opportunity presented itself for him to put it to use.
They parted shortly, knowing they would soon be called for the morning meal. Legolas still contemplating ways to explore the city alone, and Aragorn wondering how to deal with his Captain.
TBC
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*I'm too lazy to give the guard a name.
I feel I'm not using Aragorn enough in this story yet, so I'm gonna get around to a bit more about him and his thoughts in the next chapter. I want to give all three of the fellowship members equal writings in the story, but somehow I always drift to Legolas and Gimli banter. So this little end part was my Aragorn fix for the chapter, hopefully I'll be able to keep a balance.
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The Stone of Malinya
Legolas busied himself for the next hour by making preparations for their supper with Lord Vecery and by settling into his new surroundings. He sighed discontently when he was forced to fill his cabinets with clothes of human design, and silently longed for even one outfit made from Elvish fabrics. How greatly he despised his new, uncomfortable wardrobe. Pushing these thoughts aside he dressed in one of his finer tunics, made some small adjustments to his appearance, then mentally prepared himself for the night ahead. It would be filled with traditions and customs from the world of Men only, and he would be forced to participate and seemingly fit in. It was not a task he looked forward to, but for Aragorn's sake, and for the cause of finding the Stone it was a small price to pay.
When he felt it must be near time for supper he left his room and knocked on the door of the next. Gimli answered, clearly in the final stages of preparation for their meal, and seemed slightly surprised.
"Finally learned how to use a door I see." Gimli said, amused, and motioning Legolas inside, "I know you are immortal my friend but it still took you a fairly long time to master this basic skill. It makes me wonder how many centuries you needed to so fine tune your archery skills."
"I assure you, not near as long as it most likely took yourself to gain the small amount of skill you have with your ax." Legolas replied, not straying far from the doorway so as to give Gimli the hint to hurry along.
The Dwarf ignored the Elf for the moment and checked his appearance in the mirror that stretched far above his head. He made a few small adjustments to his beard, straightened his clothing, and then turned to his friend.
"I suppose you're ready to go, are you?" Gimli asked. Legolas nodded only once in reply. "Let's be off then. Can't be late for our meeting with royalty."
Legolas sighed slightly as he followed the Dwarf out the door. Being royalty himself he knew what to expect from this supper; it would be nothing but formalities, pleasant food, quiet conversation, and utter boredom. Secretly he wished he could pass over the entire thing, and perhaps explore the city. Search for tales or legends that the locals may know about the Stone of Malinya. But he knew it had to wait. Appearances had to be kept afterall.
The two friends chanced to meet Aragorn in the hall, also on his way to the banquet. They walked together through the winding halls of the Castle of Hileris. Gimli pointed out that while the structure was well made, the architecture was somewhat lacked, as there were far too many twists and turns in the hallways, making navigation nearly impossible. When they found themselves finally reaching the banquet hall Aragorn halted the two, giving Legolas a questioning glance as he did so.
"Are you certain you shall be comfortable as a Man for an entire evening? There are no trees around in which you can hide yourself this time if you feel uncomfortable." Aragorn reminded the Elf, well-intentioned concern coating his voice.
"I shall be fine. I am feeling increasingly confident in my deceptions, as necessary as they are, and would have mentioned earlier if I was not." Legolas replied, crossing his arms and waiting for Aragorn to continue into the banquet hall.
"Very well," Aragorn said, a slightly relieved sigh being released, "But if you find yourself in a conversation or situation you are uncomfortable with contact me some way, so I can assist you." Legolas nodded, silently grateful for Aragorn's concern and possible assistance in the night to come.
Casting a glance at Gimli Aragorn smirked, "And you Master Dwarf, do not let your head swell too greatly due to the praise and attention you will most likely receive this evening."
Gimli puffed out his chest indignantly, "It is not in my nature to wallow in the center of attention. However, if some of the Men should ask about my past adventures I shall have to be polite and tell them a tale or two of my heroics." Gimli said, allowing his words to trail off as he walked past his friends and towards the doors to the hall.
It shall be a long night. Legolas thought to himself, shaking his head ruefully.
When the group came to the large doors they were greeted by Emilil, the King's advisor. He bowed respectfully, opened the doors and formally announced their presence. King Vecery and several of his companions were already seated at the great table, that was lavishly filled with an assortment of foods and drink. The hall was long with several doors all leading to other areas of the castle, there were windows set high in the walls, making it impossible to see directly outside, and several servants were scattered about the room. The King sat at the head of the table, on a chair slightly larger and higher than the others, there was another chair opposite of him, empty, exactly the same, obviously meant for Aragorn. It was a grand banquet, but nothing that seperated it from others that the group had attended in the past.
All three bowed formally and took the seats they were lead to. Aragorn sat next to the King in a respectable position, and Gimli, being the honored Dwarf guest, was placed on King Vecery's other side, putting him directly across from Aragorn. Sorinth, who had already arrived, sat beside Gimli and Legolas was placed two seats away from the Dwarf, putting him beside Sorinth. The sitting directly beside Aragorn was being reserved for his captain, Risorine.
"Greetings Lord Elessar, I welcome you to my home and hope that you will enjoy your time with us, and hopefully find it a rewarding experience. I am sure this will be the first of many happy meetings between our lands." Lord Vecery said confidently, holding up a glass to Aragorn.
Aragorn picked up his own chalice and replied, "That is the great hope of Gondor as well."
A comfortable silence fell among the group as the rest of the guests arrived in spurts throughout the next few minutes. Finally all were accounted for and the food served. Aragorn and the rest of the Men ate a good amount, filling their stomachs and praising the cooks. Gimli ate a great many platefulls, much to the pleasure of the Brelans, while Legolas ate only as much as required, not being particularly fond of the food of Men. He had secretly packed away several pouches of Lembas in his pack, which he allowed himself the pleasure of every few meals on this trip. Not much was said throughout the meal, such things were meant for after filling one's stomach.
When most of the food was consumed and it was time for drink and talk Lord Vecery spoke immediately, looking at Aragorn but directing his speech to all his Men, "Before we speak this evening I feel I must apologize for the great tragedy that befell you on your journey here. Sorinth has told me of the attack on you and your company when you arrived, and I promise I shall do all I can to bring these rebels to justice."
"We lost a good Man, as did yourself. I knew Algoral only briefly but his presence will be missed, as will my guard's*. I thank you for your promise of justice and hope that it may come through." Aragorn said solemnly, raising his glass to toast those that were lost.
"Sorinth also tells me one of your Men was injured in the attack. Struck by a poisoned arrow. Does he fare well?" Asked Lord Vecery, apparently concerned, but secretly curious.
"Yes, he is well." Aragorn replied, hoping the subject would drop there, but it did not.
"You could ask him yourself, my Lord, for he sits in banquet with you even now. Salogel is his name." Sorinth said, clapping Legolas's shoulder to show of whom he spoke. The Elf bowed his head respectfully while in the King's attention.
"Hit by a poisoned arrow yet you are well enough to feast. A lucky Man you are indeed." Lord Vecery said, clearly awed. He knew of the poison that had no cure and wondered why this Man should survive when many others hadn't.
"It was most likely luck which kept me alive. The arrow merely grazed me in passing and very little of the poison had chance to do harm." Legolas said, clearly dismissing the entire thing.
"Still, you are alive, and you did save my Captain's life I am told. For this I thank you."
Legolas nodded in reply, accepting the King's gratitude and turning back to his glass. Seeing a chance to end this conversation Aragorn immediately began questioning Lord Vecery about the outlaws that attacked him, curious as to their reasoning. The speech was long, and not interesting, but diverted the attention of both kings.
No longer forced to speak, Legolas took the chance to study their hosts. Lord Vecery seemed genuinely enthusiastic about establishing a friendship with Gondor, though his reasons continued to go unsaid. Brelan had been seperated from the rest of Middle-Earth for so long that it seemed odd they would choose now to form alliances.
Sorinth was half-listening to the conversation between Lord Vecery and Aragorn while he himself spoke to Gimli, peppering the Dwarf with endless questions about his home and history. Of course, Gimli was only too eager to answer, and also continued to enjoy the hospitality of the Brelans. Legolas smiled as his friend began another long tale of battle, with some details greatly exaggerated. That smile quickly faded though as he chanced to look at Risorine.
The Man was speaking quietly with one of the Brelan Men, but when he looked up and saw Legolas watching him, though only momentarily, he cast the Elf an evil stare, then returned to his conversation. The Elf was somewhat taken aback by this. Though the two had not reconciled their differences it had been some time since Risorine showed obvious contempt for Legolas, and he wondered what the cause was. Looking towards the Lords still deep in talk, he wondered if it was because he had already drawn the public admiration of Lord Vecery for saving Sorinth's life. Risorine had been introduced to Lord Vecery personally of course but it was Legolas out of all of Aragorn's Men that had drawn the Lord's attention.
Sighing softly Legolas wondered if he could ever do anything that wouldn't displease this man, Risorine.
When Aragorn and Vecery concluded their talk of politics the King of Brelan shifted his attention towards Gimli. The Dwarf greatly fascinated the Lord and he wished to know more about him.
"Master Dwarf, tell me what brings you to our land. Though your company is welcome I am curious as to your reasons." Lord Vecery said.
Gimli took a swallow of wine and then answered, "Well, Lord Elessar and I have long been friends and during one of my visits he told me of his intentions to visit your kingdom. It has always been in my blood to seek out excitement and travels, and the thought of visiting a foreign land enticed me. The opportunity to see new lands and meet new people was a great temptation. That said I decided to join my friend on this long journey and it has brought me here. And I have not been disappointed with my findings." He finished, pleased by the King's smile.
"I am glad you have enjoyed your stay thus far. And whatever the reason, you are always welcome to return, as are you all." Lord Vecery said as an afterthought. Gimli and Lord Vecery then began to converse with many of the Brelan Men leaning in to hear the Dwarf's words.
It began to grow late but still no one made any mention of turning in for the evening. It was the hosts' job to declare the meal over and if a guest were to excuse himself early and without reason it may seem rude. As the hours drew on Legolas wondered if all the Brelan meals went on this long, and began to silently worry as he felt another headache begin to burden him. This was the first sign that the Mist of Concealment had begun to wear off. He would be hidden for another short while but after that he could be revealed for what he was. He needed to take his leave quickly. As a precaution he shook his head slightly, causing his hair to cascade over his ears, covering them well.
Gimli was still rather enjoying his evening, though he had also noted the lateness of the hour. Looking about he wondered if anyone else felt fatigued by the day's activities. The two Lords looked as alert as always, as did most of the Men. He noticed one of Aragorn's guards stifle a yawn and another's eyes were drooping slightly. Logically he knew that Legolas would be feeling no such fatigue but he glanced his way in any case and saw him rubbing his forehead with a slight grimace.
The Dwarf realized that the Mist of Concealment was probably wearing off again. His theory was proven correct when he noticed that in the lowering light the slight glow to the Elf's skin was becoming somewhat apparent, but only if one looked closely. Still, Gimli would not take that chance, but was lost as to a way to get the Elf out of the feast before the others.
He tried to draw Aragorn's eye, but realized that the Man may not know about the effects of the mist and he could not be directly outright and say so. Gimli knew he would have to help Legolas out of this situation somehow and saw his opportunity a few minutes later. Though he felt slightly bad for it, he knew what he must do. Just as a servant girl walked behind the Dwarf, desperately trying to keep balanced a pitcher of wine, he pushed his chair back only slightly, seemingly to stretch his legs. Of course the girl tripped over the leg of the chair and was sent sprawling forward, effectively spilling her burden all over Sorinth and Legolas.
The two warriors stood in shocked surprise, dripping only slightly. The girl stood immediately, greatly nervous and embarrassed.
"Oh, my deepest apologies. I didn't mean to. Allow me to help you." She offered immediately, using her apron as a cloth.
Legolas lifted his hand and stayed her immediately, "Do not worry, it was merely an accident." He said softly, a smile of understanding adorning his features. Sorinth was not so calm and wished desperately to yell at the girl for her clumsiness, but seeing Salogel's easy forgiveness of the matter he knew he would be considered harsh for doing so. Reluctantly he let the matter drop, but did order the girl to get him a proper towel. She fled quickly, eager to escape the situation.
"With your leave my Lord, I feel I need to change my attire." Sorinth said to his Lord. Legolas nodded in agreement, trying to dry himself as well. He spared a glance towards his Dwarf friend and was not surprised to see a mixture of satisfaction and amusement on the Dwarf's face. Legolas had wanted to leave the meal, but this hadn't quite been what he had in mind.
"It is growing late, as I only now realize. We should all take our leave for the evening. Perhaps tomorrow we can continue our discussions and make some greater arrangements." Lord Vecery suggested, standing to show it was indeed time to retire.
"Of course, I shall look forward to it. Until tomorrow night then." Aragorn nodded respectfully, stood and led his Men out of the banquet hall. They all made their way directly to their rooms, somewhat exhausted. Legolas and Gimli walked behind the others, the Elf still dripping and ringing out his soaked hair.
"You could thank me for the assistance." Gimli whispered to his friend conspiratorally.
"Oh, thank you so much for probably ruining my outfit and embarrassing me in front of these Men. How will I ever pay you back?" Legolas pondered aloud, considering all sorts of ways to show his so called 'thanks'.
"Well, you're out of there, as you undoubtedly wished. Besides, you hate Men's clothing, what is the loss of one outfit?" Gimli said, dismissing the Elf's complaints.
Legolas sighed and smiled, he was not so blind that he could not find the humor in the situation, "I do not fault your intentions friend, merely your actions. It shall be days before I no longer smell of wine."
"I think it suits you. At least this way I will always know when you are coming, for the smell of wine is something I will not miss."
Legolas chuckled, knowing this to be true, "I shall simply have to try harder to surprise you then." At this time the friends arrived at their respected rooms and parted ways. Gimli quickly removed the constricting garments, always hating to dress up, and changed into something much more comfortable. He then settled into his bed and quickly fell asleep, feeling the exhaustion of the day. Of course he would not admit to this, for as everyone knows a Dwarf has unlimited stamina.
Immediately changing into something dry Legolas was surprised to hear a knock on his door, for the hour was late. The servant girl who had spilled the wine stood there meekly. She had brought a large basin of water with her that she left along with some towels, she then picked up the clothing she had stained with wine and took them with her to wash immediately. Legolas thanked her sincerely and bid her farewell. He was very thankful, especially for the basin. Very quickly he washed the sticky wine from his skin and hair. After drying off he felt much better and moved to the bed.
Lying down he found it not too uncomfortable. Lacing his fingers across his chest he relaxed into sleep, knowing tomorrow would be another day such as this.
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Aragorn awoke the next morning feeling quite rested. His years as a Ranger had tuned his senses to rouse him with the sun's first rays and he frequently found himself up and about before many others. He wondered if this would be the case in Brelan. Stepping out onto the balcony adjoining his room he found that it was indeed. The sun had only just risen and there was hardly any signs of activity on the previously busy streets. Sighing, he wondered how long he would have to wait before any of his company arose. He smiled softly then, remembering the one person he travelled with who was sure to be up.
Dressing quickly, but properly, he left his room and made his way to Legolas's chambers. Passing Gimli's room he chuckled softly. Legolas had been right, the Dwarf's snores could be heard through the stone walls. He knocked gently on the Elf's door so as not to wake anyone else. It was a cheerful, very awake Legolas that answered the door, already in his human disguise, which still unnerved Aragorn. Legolas smiled at his friend and motioned him inside.
"I'm glad I am not the only one who has arisen." Aragorn commented as he entered.
Legolas glanced at the wall and sighed, "With his snoring it was not as though I had much of a choice." He then motioned Aragorn closer and lowered his voice conspiratorally, "I have long since believed he does it on purpose and only when I sleep nearby."
Aragorn laughed at this, mostly because it was actually possible knowing the Dwarf. "It makes me greatly appreciate being at the end of the hall."
"As you should. But I am happy as well that you are here. I have been up for several hours and am unable to leave this room until the others arise. I was greatly considering scaling the wall and taking a look around the town." Legolas had indeed been pondering this course of action, but then decided that scurrying through town late at night, or early in the morning, could wait until they had been there for a few days.
"It is best that you didn't, someone could spot you and I would be hard- pressed to explain such action from my *Men*." Aragorn said, wandering towards the balcony in the room. His love for the outdoors seemed to always be calling him, and he took every chance he could find to be near fresh air and open land. Legolas followed, feeling the same.
"May I ask your plans for this day?" Legolas asked, leaning casually against the balcony rail.
"I believe Lord Vecery is taking me on a tour of Miscalanth. I'm sure you won't have to attend, I wish I didn't either. I long to begin the search for the Stone of Malinya, but I fear I underestimated my own responsibilities here. I will be deep in discussions and negotiations throughout much of this trip. The duty of locating and perhaps retrieving the Stone may fall solely upon the shoulders of Gimli and yourself." Aragorn said, his voice tinged with regret. Finding the Stone had been his great dream for many nights now, and he wished to be involved in all parts of its recovery.
"We will do our best, and keep you well informed of all progress we make." Legolas replied. He appeared about to say more when he turned suddenly, and began to listen closely to the outside world.
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Risorine had not slept well, worries haunting his mind. He had awoken before the sun from a nightmare and decided he would rather stay awake than risk it returning. Being purposely slow he got dressed, made his own bed, and took stock of his possessions, there being little else to do. It was then that he heard the doors of Lord Elessar's room opening. It did not surprise the captain that his King was up, for he often rose before others, but he had to wonder where Aragorn was going this early.
Holding his breath, he listened as the Lord's soft footsteps drifted away, then stopped. There was nothing for a moment and then the clear sound of a door being opened on a squeaky hinge. Any other Man would have wondered who the King was visiting, but Risorine knew immediately it was 'Salogel'. After all this time he could not understand why the King of Gondor would choose to spend all his free, and unfree, time with a foreigner of his Kingdom, instead of with his captain.
His curiousity quickly bested him and after only several moments, he rose, and left his chambers. He needed to be sure it was actually 'Salogel's' room that Aragorn had entered. Now in the hall he intended only to listen from his doorway to try and pinpoint for certain which room the King had entered, but he found the Dwarf's snoring drowning out all other noise. Unhesitantly he moved down the hallway, listening for Aragorn's voice. He found it where expected.
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Legolas lowered his voice and motioned towards the door, "Choose your words wisely, someone listens to our speech."
Aragorn turned in surprise, having not heard anyone over Gimli's snores next door. He wondered who would dare eavesdrop on a conversation between the King of Gondor and a companion. It would be an unwise move for any of the Brelan Men, immediately causing distrust, and he could not picture it being any of the men from his company.
"This view is quite splendid." Legolas said suddenly, and slightly louder than his normal speech. On silent Elven feet he began to inch towards the door.
Aragorn took the hint and kept up a one-way conversation for a short while, "Yes it is, as good as my own. The people of Brelan have kindly treated us to their best rooms. Hmm, how does Gimli feel not having a balcony?"
This was all the time needed for the Elf to cross the room and swiftly swing open the door, "May I help you?" He asked immediately, not surprised in his findings of the eavesdropper's identity.
Risorine stood swiftly, having been creeping low to hear better. He was shocked by Legolas's presence, not having heard the 'Man' make any sound as he walked to the door. His surprise and embarrassment caused him to fumble his words, "I uh, I was .... I was looking for Lord Elessar."
"Then you might have tried *his* chambers first." Legolas's voice was cold, not enjoying the intrusion this Man made.
"I did." Risorine answered immediately. Legolas knew it was a lie, he would have heard the Man make his way to Aragorn's room before he came here, but he could not say this; a Man would not have heard it.
Legolas turned to Aragorn, approaching from behind. They exchanged a glance in which each conveyed the other's thoughts without needing words. Aragorn knew his Captain had been spying, but there had been no harm done so he let it pass.
"What did you wish Risorine?" Aragorn asked, his voice only slightly warmer than Legolas's.
Risorine bristled at the obvious dismissal, "Simply checking on your safety my Lord, it is my duty after all." He hoped this sounded a plausible and less shameful reason for his eavesdropping.
"I am quite safe as you can see and will undoubtedly continue to be while in these walls. If there is nothing else I shall see you at breakfast." Aragorn replied curtly.
"Of course Lord Elessar." Risorine bowed, gritting his teeth and hating his own stupidity. He then retreated down the hall, embarrassment and shame coloring his cheeks.
Legolas closed the door after he left, knowing he was gone far down the hall beyond earshot. "You must do something about that Man. He is far too curious and jealous for his own good, and ours."
"I know, I know. I shall see what I can do." Aragorn promised, already sorting ideas in his head on ways to deal with Risorine. The two talked for a bit longer, discussing Legolas's plan to possibly explore the darker parts of the city that would not be on Aragorn's tour. Both agreed it was a smart course of action, if the opportunity presented itself for him to put it to use.
They parted shortly, knowing they would soon be called for the morning meal. Legolas still contemplating ways to explore the city alone, and Aragorn wondering how to deal with his Captain.
TBC
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*I'm too lazy to give the guard a name.
I feel I'm not using Aragorn enough in this story yet, so I'm gonna get around to a bit more about him and his thoughts in the next chapter. I want to give all three of the fellowship members equal writings in the story, but somehow I always drift to Legolas and Gimli banter. So this little end part was my Aragorn fix for the chapter, hopefully I'll be able to keep a balance.
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