Disclaimer..Yea, I probably should have put this thing on the first chapter
but....oh well. This story isn't really involved with Lord of the Rings,
however it does take place some thousand years after the war...SO, Im using
the places and stuff from LOTR. Most of these charecters are made from my
imagination, save a few like Thranduil and the people from Lothlorien.
Plus, I own most of the places, 'cept for the ones you find...in LOTR.
SOO..
. Chapter 4
At dusk, Vedurion and the Elves stopped outside of a great wall built next to a swift flowing river. "Ah, Mirkwood. Has been many a year since I've laid my eyes on this kingdom." Mattox said with a gleam in his blue eyes as Vedurion called up to the North watch tower.
The great mahogony doors opened at let the sun pour into the vast city. Upon a glance, there was nothing to be seen.
It wasn't until I took a step into the walls before I saw any sign of any inhabitants. Julia stumbled in awe as she looked around.
The houses and merchant shoppes were mostly only one story, but as we made our way further South, the houses became more elegant with their roofs reaching all the way up into the trees. Of course, most of the houses were built into the trees.
"Mirkwood. Kingdom of the Wood Elves." I glanced at Mattox, taking this time to sneak a look at him without thinking of him as an Elf. His jaw was strong and his eyes held many stories. I moved my eyes to his lips taking in their pale and off red color as if he had just finished drinking wine.
As I looked over his flawless skin, my lip snarled up thinking back at how much I hated his kind. Everyone here was perfect and beautiful. I wondered how anyone could live like that, seeing everyone look the same.
"Try to hide your hate, lady Reagan. They are very proud folk and very tricky." Julia looked around cautiously. Vedurion paused before continuing. The other Elves passed us to go to the castle.
"Your friends will have to be asked to be on their best behavior. Or we will imprison them.." They exchanged looks before Mattox put his hand on the small of Julia's and my own back, guiding us up the stairs.
"Mattox Silvermoon, what do we owe the pleasure?" A tall, elderly elf said unsmiling at us.
"'Tis good to see you also Thranduil." Mattox bowed and tapped my leg, signalling for me to curtsey. Julia followed my actions. When we stood straight, the people were giving us raised eyebrows.
"Perhaps they know not of your human ways." Mattox said, making my temper flare. I held my anger back and looked to the ground. "May we have your companies names?"
"Of course my Lord. Lady Reagan and Lady Julia. They are homeless."
"We are NOT homeless..." I said angrily. It was so quiet through the hall, I had to look up and meet Thranduil's green eyes. No matter how much I wanted to look away, I kept my eyes straight and lifted my chin.
"War brought my fathers kingdom down. I was taken and forced into slavery. However, before I was to be sold, Mattox saved Julia and I. Now we just travel with him. But we are not homeless." Thranduil nodded and whispered something to the man at his right.
He nodded and walked infront of us. Mattox told us to follow him and we did so. "It seems you arrived at a troubled hour." I looked back and strained to listen as we rounded the corner. "A war has started among the Elves and the Orc folk. Lothlorien sends for our help..." Their voices drowned out as we entered a rather large hall with stairs built sprialring up the side of a tree. "Follow the stairs and this will be your chamber. If you wish to change, there will be clothing provided." He bowed quickly and left us on our own.
Julia blinked. "Did you hear what the king said to Mattox? More wars are breaking out. Tis a troubled time we live in. Every kingdom wants to overthrow another..." She shook her head and picked up her skirt, taking the stairs one at a time.
"Yes..I heard." Up the stairs, two rooms were placed across from each other. "I guess we just pick which one we want." I shrugged and pushed the door open on the door to my left. Julia went to the opposite one. The sun was on the opposite side of the palace, which meant I was going to be awaken by the light everyday.
The large bed had a head board that reached the tall vine covered ceilings and over the top arches there were Elven words inscribed in the wood. The posts on the foot of the bed were tall just as the headboard and spiraled up to a glass ball that set ontop of dragon claws reaching out of the wood. The bottoms of the posts were griffon claws, holding the bed steady and in place.
A door seperated the wash room from the bedroom. I would have a look at that later. I poked my head out on the balcony and discovered it well hidden from the eyes of the villagers, but was placed perfect for the river that flowed out of the kingdom to be seen. The chest in the corner held most of the under clothing for a woman and the closet to the side had the clothes. I went through each of them, finding the most exquisite dresses and attire. The one good thing about the Elves is that they know how to dress.
After looking around for another half an hour, I walked across the hall to Julia's room, finding her fast asleep on her bed. I smiled. It has been a while since either of us has had a nice bed to sleep in. Mattox hasn't had a nice bed in months probably.
I walked back to my room, frowning at the thought of Mattox. Why was he in my thoughts all of a sudden? I cared not for him. But, did Thranduil mean he would have to help Lothlorien fight? It seemed rediculous that HE would have to go fight their war. He could be killed.
I put my hands on my forehead and fell back on the soft plush bed. 'Why do I care?!' I sighed and looked up, out the balcony.
A yawn escaped my lips after I didn't find an answer to my question. Just as I got up to get undressed, a knock came at my door. I opened it slowly to find a certain darkhaired elf standing at my door with a plate of fruit in his hands.
"I thought you were hungry. Julia did not answer her door. Is she well?" Mattox looked over his shoulder to the large mahogony door and back at me.
"She is asleep." I stepped back from the door and let him in. His eyes moved around the room before he nodded. "Very nice. See? The Elves have good taste."
"I already knew that. I just can't trust them." I took the fruit and sat on the bed, eating the strawberries first.
"I didn't know if you drank wine or not, so I brought you water." I nodded, not looking at him as I drank a sip of the water. He shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably.
"What makes you so uncomfortable Mattox? Is it that you are in a girls room? Or is it that you're in MY room?" The corner of my lip turned up on one side as the elf stumbled to get an answer out. Pride got the best of him and he stuck his nose in the air slightly.
"Neither. I just have some things on my mind at the moment. Good evening." He bowed quickly and practically ran from the room, shutting the door soundly. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. 'It's nice to know I still have it!'
Sorry bout the delay..Had LOTS of tests! Plus, my cousins came over and they annoyed me. Finally I found some time to write. This chapter was pretty boring. The next is better. Things are coming into place now. Will Orion get Julia and Reagan? Or will Reagan leave before he gets there? And why am I asking YOU the questions...Im writing it...
. Chapter 4
At dusk, Vedurion and the Elves stopped outside of a great wall built next to a swift flowing river. "Ah, Mirkwood. Has been many a year since I've laid my eyes on this kingdom." Mattox said with a gleam in his blue eyes as Vedurion called up to the North watch tower.
The great mahogony doors opened at let the sun pour into the vast city. Upon a glance, there was nothing to be seen.
It wasn't until I took a step into the walls before I saw any sign of any inhabitants. Julia stumbled in awe as she looked around.
The houses and merchant shoppes were mostly only one story, but as we made our way further South, the houses became more elegant with their roofs reaching all the way up into the trees. Of course, most of the houses were built into the trees.
"Mirkwood. Kingdom of the Wood Elves." I glanced at Mattox, taking this time to sneak a look at him without thinking of him as an Elf. His jaw was strong and his eyes held many stories. I moved my eyes to his lips taking in their pale and off red color as if he had just finished drinking wine.
As I looked over his flawless skin, my lip snarled up thinking back at how much I hated his kind. Everyone here was perfect and beautiful. I wondered how anyone could live like that, seeing everyone look the same.
"Try to hide your hate, lady Reagan. They are very proud folk and very tricky." Julia looked around cautiously. Vedurion paused before continuing. The other Elves passed us to go to the castle.
"Your friends will have to be asked to be on their best behavior. Or we will imprison them.." They exchanged looks before Mattox put his hand on the small of Julia's and my own back, guiding us up the stairs.
"Mattox Silvermoon, what do we owe the pleasure?" A tall, elderly elf said unsmiling at us.
"'Tis good to see you also Thranduil." Mattox bowed and tapped my leg, signalling for me to curtsey. Julia followed my actions. When we stood straight, the people were giving us raised eyebrows.
"Perhaps they know not of your human ways." Mattox said, making my temper flare. I held my anger back and looked to the ground. "May we have your companies names?"
"Of course my Lord. Lady Reagan and Lady Julia. They are homeless."
"We are NOT homeless..." I said angrily. It was so quiet through the hall, I had to look up and meet Thranduil's green eyes. No matter how much I wanted to look away, I kept my eyes straight and lifted my chin.
"War brought my fathers kingdom down. I was taken and forced into slavery. However, before I was to be sold, Mattox saved Julia and I. Now we just travel with him. But we are not homeless." Thranduil nodded and whispered something to the man at his right.
He nodded and walked infront of us. Mattox told us to follow him and we did so. "It seems you arrived at a troubled hour." I looked back and strained to listen as we rounded the corner. "A war has started among the Elves and the Orc folk. Lothlorien sends for our help..." Their voices drowned out as we entered a rather large hall with stairs built sprialring up the side of a tree. "Follow the stairs and this will be your chamber. If you wish to change, there will be clothing provided." He bowed quickly and left us on our own.
Julia blinked. "Did you hear what the king said to Mattox? More wars are breaking out. Tis a troubled time we live in. Every kingdom wants to overthrow another..." She shook her head and picked up her skirt, taking the stairs one at a time.
"Yes..I heard." Up the stairs, two rooms were placed across from each other. "I guess we just pick which one we want." I shrugged and pushed the door open on the door to my left. Julia went to the opposite one. The sun was on the opposite side of the palace, which meant I was going to be awaken by the light everyday.
The large bed had a head board that reached the tall vine covered ceilings and over the top arches there were Elven words inscribed in the wood. The posts on the foot of the bed were tall just as the headboard and spiraled up to a glass ball that set ontop of dragon claws reaching out of the wood. The bottoms of the posts were griffon claws, holding the bed steady and in place.
A door seperated the wash room from the bedroom. I would have a look at that later. I poked my head out on the balcony and discovered it well hidden from the eyes of the villagers, but was placed perfect for the river that flowed out of the kingdom to be seen. The chest in the corner held most of the under clothing for a woman and the closet to the side had the clothes. I went through each of them, finding the most exquisite dresses and attire. The one good thing about the Elves is that they know how to dress.
After looking around for another half an hour, I walked across the hall to Julia's room, finding her fast asleep on her bed. I smiled. It has been a while since either of us has had a nice bed to sleep in. Mattox hasn't had a nice bed in months probably.
I walked back to my room, frowning at the thought of Mattox. Why was he in my thoughts all of a sudden? I cared not for him. But, did Thranduil mean he would have to help Lothlorien fight? It seemed rediculous that HE would have to go fight their war. He could be killed.
I put my hands on my forehead and fell back on the soft plush bed. 'Why do I care?!' I sighed and looked up, out the balcony.
A yawn escaped my lips after I didn't find an answer to my question. Just as I got up to get undressed, a knock came at my door. I opened it slowly to find a certain darkhaired elf standing at my door with a plate of fruit in his hands.
"I thought you were hungry. Julia did not answer her door. Is she well?" Mattox looked over his shoulder to the large mahogony door and back at me.
"She is asleep." I stepped back from the door and let him in. His eyes moved around the room before he nodded. "Very nice. See? The Elves have good taste."
"I already knew that. I just can't trust them." I took the fruit and sat on the bed, eating the strawberries first.
"I didn't know if you drank wine or not, so I brought you water." I nodded, not looking at him as I drank a sip of the water. He shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably.
"What makes you so uncomfortable Mattox? Is it that you are in a girls room? Or is it that you're in MY room?" The corner of my lip turned up on one side as the elf stumbled to get an answer out. Pride got the best of him and he stuck his nose in the air slightly.
"Neither. I just have some things on my mind at the moment. Good evening." He bowed quickly and practically ran from the room, shutting the door soundly. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. 'It's nice to know I still have it!'
Sorry bout the delay..Had LOTS of tests! Plus, my cousins came over and they annoyed me. Finally I found some time to write. This chapter was pretty boring. The next is better. Things are coming into place now. Will Orion get Julia and Reagan? Or will Reagan leave before he gets there? And why am I asking YOU the questions...Im writing it...