Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
Authors Note: Hee, ah, sorry for the long time between updates...My life got kind of busy, and I temporarily lost interest in the story...(I think I'm on review withdrawl from SiME :P ) But I've got my muse back, so the story is being written again, albeit slowly...
Also, little mistake, I said earlier, right after Legolas showed up, that Elisandra hadn't seen many Elves. I now specify that to full elves...because, as long as they're still in Middle-Earth, Elrohir and Elladan are gonna come visit their sister, yes? So we'll just pretend that I mentioned that...
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-No Eyes Needed-
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-Chapter VII-
-Kids in the Hall-
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For the next several days, Elisandra saw no more of the palace's Elven guest. A group of raiders that had been threatening Gondor's border towns for the past few months decided that that week was the perfect time to start raiding in ernest, and Elisandra and her father were kept busy dealing with that, as well as other little judgments closer to home. So Elisandra's days were kept busy. And in the evenings, instead of going to visit with Prince Legolas as her father did, Elisandra was obliged to help her mother with planning Legolas's welcoming feast.
So it wasn't until the day of Legolas's welcoming feast that Elisandra saw him again, and then it was by complete accident. Elisandra, delivering a message for her father, turned a corner and literally ran into the Prince. Elisandra knew instantly who she'd run into and smiled slightly, but Legolas started to mumble apologies before he noticed who he had run into and grinned.
"Lady Elisandra." he said with a slight bow. Elisandra raised an eyebrow at him.
"I believe I should be the one doing that to you?" she said, but Prince Legolas just shrugged.
"It matters not." he said.
"Very well." Elisandra said, not about to argue further as she had a message to deliver. "But now, if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be, and I'm sure you do, as well." Elisandra made as if to move past Legolas, but he ignored the movement.
"Actually, Minas Tirith seems to have gotten quite boring since I was last here." Legolas commented, looking around thoughtfully.
"Maybe because last time you were here you were with the Dwarf Gimli?" Elisandra said.
"Probably." Legolas said with an impish grin. "But you said you have someplace to be."
"Yes, I need to deliver a message." Elisandra said, then immediately wondered why she was explaining herself to the Prince.
"Well then, may I follow?" Legolas asked. Elisandra considered this for a moment. It wasn't a very important message, nor in any way sensitive. The only reason her father had sent her with the message was because it was to a rather high ranking Lord, and her father wanted to boost this particular Lord's sense of self-importance for the time being. And if Legolas accompanied Elisandra, the Lord's sense of self-importance would shoot through the palace roof - just what her father wanted. Elisandra grinned.
"Sure." she said, and Legolas smiled happily as she set off again, this time with him in tow. There was silence for the first few minutes, and then Elisandra asked the Prince how he was liking the Lords and Ladies of Minas Tirith.
"The Lords are fine, as are the older Ladies. The younger Ladies, however -" At this, the Prince shuddered, and Elisandra chuckled. "I swear they pay the palace guards to tell them where I am. Especially when I want to be alone."
"They probably do." Elisandra said dryly. "At least, the majority of the guards have been looking smugger then usual for the past few days." Legolas looked at Elisandra and blinked. "Well, you don't think they'd risk having to explain to their fathers where all their gold that they were supposed to be spending on dresses was going, do you?" Legolas shook his head.
"That they would pay in that manner never occurred to me." he said. "Up until now, I have been ignoring them as best I can and not saying anything, but perhaps I should say something..."
"Oh, let them make fools of themselves for now. Just don't dance with any of them at the feast, and they should mostly leave you alone afterwards." Elisandra commented.
"The mostly in that sentence worries me." Legolas said. Elisandra laughed.
"There will be a few higher-ranking ones who will refuse to give up, as well as one or two of the more desperate, and maybe a few with too much pride for their own good." she said, then grinned. "Shouldn't be more then ten." Legolas groaned, causing Elisandra's grin to widen. Then they'd reached the Lords chambers, and Elisandra schooled her expression to a politely neutral one, then paused, trying to remember where the door was. But, to her surprise, before she could remember, Legolas reached over and knocked lightly on the door. She glanced at Legolas in surprise, and he grinned briefly at her before his face slipped into a politely neutral one. Elisandra quickly looked to the door and adopted the same look as a servant appeared in what she assumed was the doorway.
"Yes?" the servant asked, then made a hasty bow. "Lady, Highness."
"I have a message for Lord Farqua." Elisandra said authoratively. The servant bowed again, holding open the door for them to enter. Legolas, without any prompting, took Elisandra's arm and escorted her to a seat. It wasn't really needed, Elisandra had been to Lord Farqua's residence before with her father and knew the room's layout, but she was thankful all the same. The fact that Legolas acted as if it was a completely normal thing to do also stopped him from being on the receiving end of the annoyed look Elisandra usually shot Lords who tried to do such a thing to her.
"M'Lord will be out in a moment, Lady, Highness." the servant said nervously once both Elisandra and Legolas were seated, then hurried off. Elisandra hid a smile as she watched the servants fëa disappear through a door.
"Surprise, shock and nervousness are three emotions I shall never tire of seeing skitter through a beings fëa. Especially all together." she said softly to Legolas, and the Prince chuckled lightly.
"Indeed?" he asked. Elisandra was stopped from answering, however, as Lord Farqua swept into the room at that moment. Elisandra smiled at how quickly he had come, and then stood at the same time as Legolas, both of them nodding as Lord Farqua bowed slightly to them.
"Lady, Highness. Welcome." he said. Elisandra saw nervousness skittering through his fëa, as well as pride, and pleasure. There were other emotions, too, some of them less then savory, but Elisandra ignored them - they were so far into the core of his fëa, they could only be the results of subconscious or severely suppressed thoughts, anyways. Pushing her thoughts aside, Elisandra said a polite hello to Lord Farqua, and after a minimal amount of pleasantries, delivered her message, and then took her leave of the Lord, Legolas following.
"Well, he fairly swelled." Legolas said dryly.
"That was the point." Elisandra said. "Father needs him to get a slightly swelled head at the moment."
"I can not imagine how having a lord with a swelled head on your hands could be good." Legolas commented.
"Lord's who think much of themselves are more given to granting favors of large things." Elisandra answered.
"Hm." Legolas said, and the two fell into silence as they walked.
"So, tell me, why shall you never tire of seeing surprise, shock and nervousness in a beings fëa?" Legolas asked after a short while.
"Because their representations in the fëa are so amusing. They are like little children, playing off of other emotions and traits, causing change and generally creating havoc." Elisandra replied. "Even the calmest fëa, like Uncle Elrohir's, can change into a chaotic mess in a matter of moments when faced with one or more of those emotions."
"Elrohir has a calm fëa?" Legolas asked with a blink. Elrohir's hijinks in Rivendell were renowned throughout the Elven kingdoms - the latest news from Rivendell always started off with What Elrohir Did This Time - so it was hard to believe he had a calm fëa. Elisandra looked at Legolas with amusement; watching small bits of surprise skitter around in the glow outlining his form, causing little bits of havoc wherever they went.
"Yes, amazingly enough." she said. "Calm as a sheltered pond on a windless day, most of the time. Surprise or startle him, however, and it turns chaotic beyond belief." Elisandra smiled, remembering her Uncles last visit, ten years ago, when she'd managed to sneak up behind him and surprise him. His fëa has gone so chaotic that she'd gotten queasy.
"I suppose it makes a poetic sense." Legolas said after a moments thought. Elisandra chuckled.
"That it does." she said. "Now I'm afraid I shall have to let you go back to wandering the Palace, bored. My father still has need of me."
"Ah well. It was pleasant to talk to you, Lady Elisandra." Legolas said with a smile and a slight bow.
"It was pleasant to have you along, Prince Legolas." Elisandra replied, also smiling, and gave a small curtsey.
"Namárië [Farewell] until tonight!" The Prince said as he turned, and Elisandra chuckled slightly at his pointed indication that he expected to see her at his welcoming feast. Arwen had already told Elisandra she was going whether she wanted to or not - which she actually did, so there was really no point in everyone trying to make her go.
"Namárië!" Elisandra replied, shaking her head slightly as she smiled, then turned back to the wall, where two guards fëa's marked the doorway to the chamber her father was.
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Authors Note: Hee, ah, sorry for the long time between updates...My life got kind of busy, and I temporarily lost interest in the story...(I think I'm on review withdrawl from SiME :P ) But I've got my muse back, so the story is being written again, albeit slowly...
Also, little mistake, I said earlier, right after Legolas showed up, that Elisandra hadn't seen many Elves. I now specify that to full elves...because, as long as they're still in Middle-Earth, Elrohir and Elladan are gonna come visit their sister, yes? So we'll just pretend that I mentioned that...
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-No Eyes Needed-
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-Chapter VII-
-Kids in the Hall-
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For the next several days, Elisandra saw no more of the palace's Elven guest. A group of raiders that had been threatening Gondor's border towns for the past few months decided that that week was the perfect time to start raiding in ernest, and Elisandra and her father were kept busy dealing with that, as well as other little judgments closer to home. So Elisandra's days were kept busy. And in the evenings, instead of going to visit with Prince Legolas as her father did, Elisandra was obliged to help her mother with planning Legolas's welcoming feast.
So it wasn't until the day of Legolas's welcoming feast that Elisandra saw him again, and then it was by complete accident. Elisandra, delivering a message for her father, turned a corner and literally ran into the Prince. Elisandra knew instantly who she'd run into and smiled slightly, but Legolas started to mumble apologies before he noticed who he had run into and grinned.
"Lady Elisandra." he said with a slight bow. Elisandra raised an eyebrow at him.
"I believe I should be the one doing that to you?" she said, but Prince Legolas just shrugged.
"It matters not." he said.
"Very well." Elisandra said, not about to argue further as she had a message to deliver. "But now, if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be, and I'm sure you do, as well." Elisandra made as if to move past Legolas, but he ignored the movement.
"Actually, Minas Tirith seems to have gotten quite boring since I was last here." Legolas commented, looking around thoughtfully.
"Maybe because last time you were here you were with the Dwarf Gimli?" Elisandra said.
"Probably." Legolas said with an impish grin. "But you said you have someplace to be."
"Yes, I need to deliver a message." Elisandra said, then immediately wondered why she was explaining herself to the Prince.
"Well then, may I follow?" Legolas asked. Elisandra considered this for a moment. It wasn't a very important message, nor in any way sensitive. The only reason her father had sent her with the message was because it was to a rather high ranking Lord, and her father wanted to boost this particular Lord's sense of self-importance for the time being. And if Legolas accompanied Elisandra, the Lord's sense of self-importance would shoot through the palace roof - just what her father wanted. Elisandra grinned.
"Sure." she said, and Legolas smiled happily as she set off again, this time with him in tow. There was silence for the first few minutes, and then Elisandra asked the Prince how he was liking the Lords and Ladies of Minas Tirith.
"The Lords are fine, as are the older Ladies. The younger Ladies, however -" At this, the Prince shuddered, and Elisandra chuckled. "I swear they pay the palace guards to tell them where I am. Especially when I want to be alone."
"They probably do." Elisandra said dryly. "At least, the majority of the guards have been looking smugger then usual for the past few days." Legolas looked at Elisandra and blinked. "Well, you don't think they'd risk having to explain to their fathers where all their gold that they were supposed to be spending on dresses was going, do you?" Legolas shook his head.
"That they would pay in that manner never occurred to me." he said. "Up until now, I have been ignoring them as best I can and not saying anything, but perhaps I should say something..."
"Oh, let them make fools of themselves for now. Just don't dance with any of them at the feast, and they should mostly leave you alone afterwards." Elisandra commented.
"The mostly in that sentence worries me." Legolas said. Elisandra laughed.
"There will be a few higher-ranking ones who will refuse to give up, as well as one or two of the more desperate, and maybe a few with too much pride for their own good." she said, then grinned. "Shouldn't be more then ten." Legolas groaned, causing Elisandra's grin to widen. Then they'd reached the Lords chambers, and Elisandra schooled her expression to a politely neutral one, then paused, trying to remember where the door was. But, to her surprise, before she could remember, Legolas reached over and knocked lightly on the door. She glanced at Legolas in surprise, and he grinned briefly at her before his face slipped into a politely neutral one. Elisandra quickly looked to the door and adopted the same look as a servant appeared in what she assumed was the doorway.
"Yes?" the servant asked, then made a hasty bow. "Lady, Highness."
"I have a message for Lord Farqua." Elisandra said authoratively. The servant bowed again, holding open the door for them to enter. Legolas, without any prompting, took Elisandra's arm and escorted her to a seat. It wasn't really needed, Elisandra had been to Lord Farqua's residence before with her father and knew the room's layout, but she was thankful all the same. The fact that Legolas acted as if it was a completely normal thing to do also stopped him from being on the receiving end of the annoyed look Elisandra usually shot Lords who tried to do such a thing to her.
"M'Lord will be out in a moment, Lady, Highness." the servant said nervously once both Elisandra and Legolas were seated, then hurried off. Elisandra hid a smile as she watched the servants fëa disappear through a door.
"Surprise, shock and nervousness are three emotions I shall never tire of seeing skitter through a beings fëa. Especially all together." she said softly to Legolas, and the Prince chuckled lightly.
"Indeed?" he asked. Elisandra was stopped from answering, however, as Lord Farqua swept into the room at that moment. Elisandra smiled at how quickly he had come, and then stood at the same time as Legolas, both of them nodding as Lord Farqua bowed slightly to them.
"Lady, Highness. Welcome." he said. Elisandra saw nervousness skittering through his fëa, as well as pride, and pleasure. There were other emotions, too, some of them less then savory, but Elisandra ignored them - they were so far into the core of his fëa, they could only be the results of subconscious or severely suppressed thoughts, anyways. Pushing her thoughts aside, Elisandra said a polite hello to Lord Farqua, and after a minimal amount of pleasantries, delivered her message, and then took her leave of the Lord, Legolas following.
"Well, he fairly swelled." Legolas said dryly.
"That was the point." Elisandra said. "Father needs him to get a slightly swelled head at the moment."
"I can not imagine how having a lord with a swelled head on your hands could be good." Legolas commented.
"Lord's who think much of themselves are more given to granting favors of large things." Elisandra answered.
"Hm." Legolas said, and the two fell into silence as they walked.
"So, tell me, why shall you never tire of seeing surprise, shock and nervousness in a beings fëa?" Legolas asked after a short while.
"Because their representations in the fëa are so amusing. They are like little children, playing off of other emotions and traits, causing change and generally creating havoc." Elisandra replied. "Even the calmest fëa, like Uncle Elrohir's, can change into a chaotic mess in a matter of moments when faced with one or more of those emotions."
"Elrohir has a calm fëa?" Legolas asked with a blink. Elrohir's hijinks in Rivendell were renowned throughout the Elven kingdoms - the latest news from Rivendell always started off with What Elrohir Did This Time - so it was hard to believe he had a calm fëa. Elisandra looked at Legolas with amusement; watching small bits of surprise skitter around in the glow outlining his form, causing little bits of havoc wherever they went.
"Yes, amazingly enough." she said. "Calm as a sheltered pond on a windless day, most of the time. Surprise or startle him, however, and it turns chaotic beyond belief." Elisandra smiled, remembering her Uncles last visit, ten years ago, when she'd managed to sneak up behind him and surprise him. His fëa has gone so chaotic that she'd gotten queasy.
"I suppose it makes a poetic sense." Legolas said after a moments thought. Elisandra chuckled.
"That it does." she said. "Now I'm afraid I shall have to let you go back to wandering the Palace, bored. My father still has need of me."
"Ah well. It was pleasant to talk to you, Lady Elisandra." Legolas said with a smile and a slight bow.
"It was pleasant to have you along, Prince Legolas." Elisandra replied, also smiling, and gave a small curtsey.
"Namárië [Farewell] until tonight!" The Prince said as he turned, and Elisandra chuckled slightly at his pointed indication that he expected to see her at his welcoming feast. Arwen had already told Elisandra she was going whether she wanted to or not - which she actually did, so there was really no point in everyone trying to make her go.
"Namárië!" Elisandra replied, shaking her head slightly as she smiled, then turned back to the wall, where two guards fëa's marked the doorway to the chamber her father was.
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