Disclaimer: See chapter one.
A/N: Thank you to those who reviewed, I really appreciate it. And I know that elves are never forced to marry, but I don't really care because it makes my story intriguing and when one reads a story by Daytona44, anything can happen(. Keep reviewing!
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Chapter 2: Secret Proposals
The dark chamber alone made Neofina feel uncomfortable, but King Thranduil's devilish smile was making it even worse. Neofina tensed after the King's question had been asked; she stood there like a deer in front of headlights, unable to move, think, or feel. Finally, one of the King's guards nudged her a little and hissed, "Answer the King's question!"
"Oh.forgive me my lord," Neofina snapped out of her nervous trance quickly, "Could you please ask the question again?" Neofina let out a hopeful smile."
"I have a proposal for you," He repeated annunciating every word carefully and slowly, making Neofina feel embarrassed and stupid.
"You do?" she asked him, now almost ready to kill herself for sounding so childish and idiotic in front of her king, "I mean, of course you do. What is it you wish me to do for you?"
After a long sigh, he stated, "You and Legolas speak to each other correct?"
"Is the grass of Mirkwood green?" She said with a hint of sarcasm. The king didn't take it as a joke, but rather an insult.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, yes we speak. We are but the best of friends," Neofina quickly added with a smile, hoping it would change the disgusted look on his face; it did.
"Fair. As you know, then, Legolas does not wish to wed?"
Neofina gulped a little and replied, "It's just that he has not found his true love yet, my lord."
"We have no time to wait for true love to knock on his doors. He doesn't even search for his true love; he spends all his time with his bow and arrow or with you," He said 'you' with disgust that pained Neofina's heart.
"I apologize if I have offended you for being so close to your son," she meekly looked up at him, trying to ready herself for the next insult.
"It is all right young Neofina. I am not trying to hurt your feelings; I am only trying to make a point of Legolas' reasons for not finding a wife yet. I assume Legolas trusts your judgement."
"Yes sire."
"Good."
"But what does my judgment have to do with Legolas' wedding plans?" Neofina asked slightly confused.
"Simply this. I wish for you to find a wife that fits Legolas' liking. Search through Mirkwood and set him and a fair maiden together. You shall have three chances to succeed; it should not be very hard for there are many exquisite young ladies who would want to court my handsome son."
Overwhelmed, Neofina tried to comprehend what her King desired from her, "You want me to find him a wife?"
"Simply."
"And if I don't agree?" Neofina absent-mindedly questioned. King Thranduil's upset look told Neofina she had no choice.
"If you refuse, you shall never converse with my son again." He stated sharply. After that note, he signaled to his guards to lead Neofina out of his chamber into the cold night, "Oh, and Neofina?"
Neofina turned around and glared at him defiantly, "If you decide to tell Legolas of our discussion or anyone one else for that matter, you shall be banned from Mirkwood along with your beloved family." Neofina looked at him in fear and stormed out of the chamber with no help from his guards.
"I think this agreement shall work nicely," King Thranduil rubbed his large, thin hands together with a determined look in his eye.
Neofina ran from the King's chamber into the woods and screamed as loud as she could in exasperation as hot tears stained her flushed cheeks. **How could a man so cruel create a son so sweet?**
She didn't know what to do: she didn't want to betray her best friend, but be banned from the only home she knew? Along with her family? How could she do that to them? But she also understood that finding one's love wasn't an easy task; maybe an impossible one at that, but she'd have to try. Neofina finally reasoned that if she found Legolas' "one true love" he'll be so happy with her that he'd thank her gratefully instead of shun her remorsefully. She decided to agree to the King's plan; tomorrow she would begin the hunt for Legolas' wife.
After leaving Neofina with his out-raged father, Legolas ran to his chamber to think. When he arrived at his door, he opened it swiftly and entered, hoping to lock out his confusion and grief, but it followed him in and hovered over his thoughts for the rest of the night. Legolas grabbed his long, blonde hair and undid his two side braids with ease leaving his hair to hang loosely, framing his gorgeous face. Frustrated, he flew onto his bed, his light hair fanning out over his pillow creating a peacock tail behind his head. But his hair was not his problem. She was. His Fina, The girl who used to (when they were young) beat the boys in everything they did; she was the champion. Even though she matured more now, she still reigned as the best. And now she reigned his heart. She was truly one-of-a- kind. Always rejected by the elf maidens, but always praised by the boys. Legolas started to laugh to himself. **She really is special. And I want her to be mine.**
The awakening dawn spread it's glorious light throughout Middle Earth reaching from King Aragorn's city of Gondor to King Elrond's city of Rivendell and even through the murky trees of Mirkwood. The sun believed it to be a day filled with new adventures, new hopes, and new dreams; for Legolas, today was such a day, but for the distressed Neofina, this day laughed in her face.
She woke up from a startling dream containing her, Legolas, and King Thranduil: they were all separated onto separate clouds, slowly drifting by each other, but never touching. King Thranduil's cloud was colored green, Legolas' a deep blue, and hers a horrid shade of red. The clouds soon drifted faster and faster until the pigments of the clouds mixed and intertwined making a rainbow circle spinning and spinning until all became black and Neofina awoke in a cold sweat.
"Whoa," was all she could mutter. Her eyes were dazed and her dream soon left the hidden walls of her thoughts, for now. She rose from bed, continuing her morning as any other: changing into her tunic and leggings and slipping on her light slippers. She exited her room and headed towards the forest; her green eyes focused on her target of arrival: Legolas' secret place. There was one part of the woods where the trees gathered in a horseshoe, leaving a patch of verdant grass soaked by shade from the tree's gracious branches of leaves. As expected, Legolas was sitting there, singing an elven tune to himself, lost in his own world of ecstasy.
Neofina gasped lightly, now remembering why she had been so distressed last night: she was due to find Legolas' love. Her gasp startled Legolas, causing him to grab his bow and yank an arrow out of his quiver; he turned quickly and aimed straight for Neofina's heart.
"Legolas no!" Neofina panicked thrusting her hands in front of her out of instinct.
"You know better than to sneak up on me like that when I'm here," Legolas tilted his head towards one of the trees.
"I'm sorry, I know," she apologized, "I just wasn't thinking. Silly me!"
Legolas began to smile at his friend. They walked towards one another and hugged, Legolas lifting Neofina off from the ground. She began to kick her legs, demanding that he put her down. He refused and challenged her, but before he could say anymore, she had found his knee and kicked it with all her might sending him to the ground dropping her onto her face. She began to laugh uncontrollably. After he recovered, Legolas crawled over behind her and pounced her, scaring her half to death.
"Now we're even," Legolas proudly smiled, making his blue eyes brighten up even more.
They paused for a moment, dazing into each other's eyes, slowly getting lost into a world of depths and secrets. The moment was stolen by the booming voice of King Thranduil filling the woods with Legolas' name. Legolas grumbled and slowly he restrained from Neofina's emerald eyes.
"Coming!" Legolas shouted back. He turned to Neofina; her expression abruptly changed from confusion to disappointment. Legolas didn't move for a minute; he stood there clad in his neutral tunic, staring at Neofina longingly.
"Didn't your father just call you," she asked in puzzlement as to why Legolas had not budged from his previous spot.
Legolas quickly snapped out of his daze and ran towards the castle calling behind him, "I'll meet you by the tallest tree at noon!"
"See you then!" Neofina yelled back. She was now alone to ponder on how she would bring up the question about Legolas' interests in women: qualities that made Legolas "go weak in the knees". But in her jumble of thoughts, one thing remained to stick to her mind like glue: Legolas' deep blue eyes.
A/N: Thank you to those who reviewed, I really appreciate it. And I know that elves are never forced to marry, but I don't really care because it makes my story intriguing and when one reads a story by Daytona44, anything can happen(. Keep reviewing!
**.** = thoughts
Chapter 2: Secret Proposals
The dark chamber alone made Neofina feel uncomfortable, but King Thranduil's devilish smile was making it even worse. Neofina tensed after the King's question had been asked; she stood there like a deer in front of headlights, unable to move, think, or feel. Finally, one of the King's guards nudged her a little and hissed, "Answer the King's question!"
"Oh.forgive me my lord," Neofina snapped out of her nervous trance quickly, "Could you please ask the question again?" Neofina let out a hopeful smile."
"I have a proposal for you," He repeated annunciating every word carefully and slowly, making Neofina feel embarrassed and stupid.
"You do?" she asked him, now almost ready to kill herself for sounding so childish and idiotic in front of her king, "I mean, of course you do. What is it you wish me to do for you?"
After a long sigh, he stated, "You and Legolas speak to each other correct?"
"Is the grass of Mirkwood green?" She said with a hint of sarcasm. The king didn't take it as a joke, but rather an insult.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, yes we speak. We are but the best of friends," Neofina quickly added with a smile, hoping it would change the disgusted look on his face; it did.
"Fair. As you know, then, Legolas does not wish to wed?"
Neofina gulped a little and replied, "It's just that he has not found his true love yet, my lord."
"We have no time to wait for true love to knock on his doors. He doesn't even search for his true love; he spends all his time with his bow and arrow or with you," He said 'you' with disgust that pained Neofina's heart.
"I apologize if I have offended you for being so close to your son," she meekly looked up at him, trying to ready herself for the next insult.
"It is all right young Neofina. I am not trying to hurt your feelings; I am only trying to make a point of Legolas' reasons for not finding a wife yet. I assume Legolas trusts your judgement."
"Yes sire."
"Good."
"But what does my judgment have to do with Legolas' wedding plans?" Neofina asked slightly confused.
"Simply this. I wish for you to find a wife that fits Legolas' liking. Search through Mirkwood and set him and a fair maiden together. You shall have three chances to succeed; it should not be very hard for there are many exquisite young ladies who would want to court my handsome son."
Overwhelmed, Neofina tried to comprehend what her King desired from her, "You want me to find him a wife?"
"Simply."
"And if I don't agree?" Neofina absent-mindedly questioned. King Thranduil's upset look told Neofina she had no choice.
"If you refuse, you shall never converse with my son again." He stated sharply. After that note, he signaled to his guards to lead Neofina out of his chamber into the cold night, "Oh, and Neofina?"
Neofina turned around and glared at him defiantly, "If you decide to tell Legolas of our discussion or anyone one else for that matter, you shall be banned from Mirkwood along with your beloved family." Neofina looked at him in fear and stormed out of the chamber with no help from his guards.
"I think this agreement shall work nicely," King Thranduil rubbed his large, thin hands together with a determined look in his eye.
Neofina ran from the King's chamber into the woods and screamed as loud as she could in exasperation as hot tears stained her flushed cheeks. **How could a man so cruel create a son so sweet?**
She didn't know what to do: she didn't want to betray her best friend, but be banned from the only home she knew? Along with her family? How could she do that to them? But she also understood that finding one's love wasn't an easy task; maybe an impossible one at that, but she'd have to try. Neofina finally reasoned that if she found Legolas' "one true love" he'll be so happy with her that he'd thank her gratefully instead of shun her remorsefully. She decided to agree to the King's plan; tomorrow she would begin the hunt for Legolas' wife.
After leaving Neofina with his out-raged father, Legolas ran to his chamber to think. When he arrived at his door, he opened it swiftly and entered, hoping to lock out his confusion and grief, but it followed him in and hovered over his thoughts for the rest of the night. Legolas grabbed his long, blonde hair and undid his two side braids with ease leaving his hair to hang loosely, framing his gorgeous face. Frustrated, he flew onto his bed, his light hair fanning out over his pillow creating a peacock tail behind his head. But his hair was not his problem. She was. His Fina, The girl who used to (when they were young) beat the boys in everything they did; she was the champion. Even though she matured more now, she still reigned as the best. And now she reigned his heart. She was truly one-of-a- kind. Always rejected by the elf maidens, but always praised by the boys. Legolas started to laugh to himself. **She really is special. And I want her to be mine.**
The awakening dawn spread it's glorious light throughout Middle Earth reaching from King Aragorn's city of Gondor to King Elrond's city of Rivendell and even through the murky trees of Mirkwood. The sun believed it to be a day filled with new adventures, new hopes, and new dreams; for Legolas, today was such a day, but for the distressed Neofina, this day laughed in her face.
She woke up from a startling dream containing her, Legolas, and King Thranduil: they were all separated onto separate clouds, slowly drifting by each other, but never touching. King Thranduil's cloud was colored green, Legolas' a deep blue, and hers a horrid shade of red. The clouds soon drifted faster and faster until the pigments of the clouds mixed and intertwined making a rainbow circle spinning and spinning until all became black and Neofina awoke in a cold sweat.
"Whoa," was all she could mutter. Her eyes were dazed and her dream soon left the hidden walls of her thoughts, for now. She rose from bed, continuing her morning as any other: changing into her tunic and leggings and slipping on her light slippers. She exited her room and headed towards the forest; her green eyes focused on her target of arrival: Legolas' secret place. There was one part of the woods where the trees gathered in a horseshoe, leaving a patch of verdant grass soaked by shade from the tree's gracious branches of leaves. As expected, Legolas was sitting there, singing an elven tune to himself, lost in his own world of ecstasy.
Neofina gasped lightly, now remembering why she had been so distressed last night: she was due to find Legolas' love. Her gasp startled Legolas, causing him to grab his bow and yank an arrow out of his quiver; he turned quickly and aimed straight for Neofina's heart.
"Legolas no!" Neofina panicked thrusting her hands in front of her out of instinct.
"You know better than to sneak up on me like that when I'm here," Legolas tilted his head towards one of the trees.
"I'm sorry, I know," she apologized, "I just wasn't thinking. Silly me!"
Legolas began to smile at his friend. They walked towards one another and hugged, Legolas lifting Neofina off from the ground. She began to kick her legs, demanding that he put her down. He refused and challenged her, but before he could say anymore, she had found his knee and kicked it with all her might sending him to the ground dropping her onto her face. She began to laugh uncontrollably. After he recovered, Legolas crawled over behind her and pounced her, scaring her half to death.
"Now we're even," Legolas proudly smiled, making his blue eyes brighten up even more.
They paused for a moment, dazing into each other's eyes, slowly getting lost into a world of depths and secrets. The moment was stolen by the booming voice of King Thranduil filling the woods with Legolas' name. Legolas grumbled and slowly he restrained from Neofina's emerald eyes.
"Coming!" Legolas shouted back. He turned to Neofina; her expression abruptly changed from confusion to disappointment. Legolas didn't move for a minute; he stood there clad in his neutral tunic, staring at Neofina longingly.
"Didn't your father just call you," she asked in puzzlement as to why Legolas had not budged from his previous spot.
Legolas quickly snapped out of his daze and ran towards the castle calling behind him, "I'll meet you by the tallest tree at noon!"
"See you then!" Neofina yelled back. She was now alone to ponder on how she would bring up the question about Legolas' interests in women: qualities that made Legolas "go weak in the knees". But in her jumble of thoughts, one thing remained to stick to her mind like glue: Legolas' deep blue eyes.
