A/N: wow I was so happy that I actually got reviews. I though that I would
never get any! I love reviewers, they are the best! This seems to be a
slightly longer chapter but yanoo I it tends to be hard to start a story.
Oh and sorry for all the stupid mistakes. When I uploaded the chapters it
didn't upload the edited ones. Hopefully it works with this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't I just wish that I owned Legolas.that would be the day man. But I do own Varathien and all her little Elf friends.
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Two hours spent on the guard were in vain, the arrow was poisoned and there was to counter poison to save him. Varathien didn't do much more than just fetch what was needed and monitor the guards breathing, since she wasn't a healer yet. She was more of a nuisance to the experienced then help. After the body was taken away Varathien started the one thing that she could do, clean up. The bloody bed linins where taken away to be washed and the area near the bed cleaned of blood and spilt remedies. While putting things away she heard the door open. Varathien turned to see Legolas standing there with hope in his eyes. Apparently the news of the guard's death had not reached him. "My lady, how is the guard fairing?" Legolas asked walking over to her, trying to see where the guard once laid. "I'm sorry my Prince but he died. The arrow was poisoned and there was nothing we could do for him but ease the pain." Varathien didn't know if they could have eased his pain, they never tried. Grief passed over the young prince's eyes, but was quickly gone. "At least his death wasn't in vain. Ten dead orc bodies where found near him, apparently one got away after managing to shot him." It was hard for Legolas to keep his thoughts on the dead guard. Varathien was bent over placing bottles in a low cabinet, her back turned towards Legolas. "Thank you for at least relieving him of his pain before he died, his family will be grateful. I shall see you at the feast tonight then, hopefully your healing services won't be needed there." with that Legolas turned and strode out of the room. 'He hopes to see me tonight." Varathien thought to herself. 'Oh no! I have to help serve the meal at the feast tonight! He will see I'm not a healer when I'm not at the healer's table because I'm serving!' she sat down on the floor. "How am I ever going to fix this? I can't serve tonight; I have to be a healer tonight." Varathien buried her face in her hands. "I know! I could ask Eglaturiel for the night off, and in return I could work the next three days that I was going to have off. Laduni can work tonight she has off, and I'll work whenever she needs to!" with the bright idea still fresh in her head, Varathien ran towards the kitchen to find Eglaturiel. As soon as she entered the kitchen she saw Eglaturiel busy bossing other servants around. "Eglaturiel if I could may I have a word with you?" Varathien tried to be as polite hoping to get on Eglaturiel's good side, something she was never on. "What do you want know child? Can't you see that we are all busy working getting ready for tonight's feast?" The head elf was shorter than her but still held a strong presence. "Yes, well about tonight. I need the night off from serving. Laduni has the night off and I'm sure she wouldn't mind working and I'll work some other night for her as well as the next three days that you so gratefully gave me off." Varathien spoke so fast she wasn't sure if Eglaturiel understood her.
"You mean to tell me that you're asking for the night off only three hours before work and you expect me to allow it." Every pair of eyes in the kitchen turned to face them. Luckily for Varathien Laduni was also in the kitchen and heard the request. "I wouldn't mind working tonight, as is I'm already in the kitchen. And I was going to ask for a day off." Varathien was grateful for her friend. Laduni and her grew up together and were best friends ever since they both became servants to the King and his family. Eglaturiel spied the girls with a suspicious eye. "Well if you really would work those three days and Laduni wouldn't mind working I guess that you can, but don't expect me to allow this often." And she walked away shouting at some unlucky Elf that was caught paying attention to them instead of his job. A smile grew on Varathien's face as she thanked her friend and left the kitchen. 'Now to find Minyaglamwen and ask her about allowing me to sit at the healer's table.' "Why do you want to sit at the healers table? And aren't you supposed to be serving tonight?" Minyaglamwen looked at her, trying to see her reasons in her face. "Because I am almost a healer and other healers in training get to see at the table and I have the night off now." Varathien was on her knees pleading with the old woman. If she wasn't allowed the all the work of getting the night off would be in vain. The thought of working three extra days wasn't pleasing to her and if she didn't even get to go to the feast for it, then it would be a long three days. "Yes, others have sat at the table before but they all had good reasons for it, what is yours?" Minyaglamwen knew that the others didn't have reasons for it other than wanting all to see they would soon be a healer but none of them where as persistent when asking for the honor. "My reason!" Varathien hadn't thought about needing a reason to sit there. She could think of no reason that she could tell and not be reprimanded for. "Does this have something to do with a certain Prince who thinks you are a healer?" The old Elf was very observant and didn't miss a thing. She knew that Varathien didn't tell the Prince that she wasn't a healer elf. "Maybe." Varathien said in a quite voice. "That is what I thought. You just have to promise me one thing." A smirk played on her face. "What must I promise?" Varathien couldn't hide her excitement. "Promise me that you won't let him fall in love with you until you are a healer. You know the rules. A prince can't be joined to a house servant or peasant of his kingdom but he can be with a healer. And if he finds out that you portrayed a healer when you weren't he can have you punished for that, even exiled from the kingdom." A serious look was on her face. She knew what would happen if Varathien got exiled. "I promise I won't! I doubt he would even want to fall in love with me" Varathien stood back up and kissed the old elf's head and skipped out of the room and off to hers to get ready for the feast.
Disclaimer: Don't I just wish that I owned Legolas.that would be the day man. But I do own Varathien and all her little Elf friends.
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Two hours spent on the guard were in vain, the arrow was poisoned and there was to counter poison to save him. Varathien didn't do much more than just fetch what was needed and monitor the guards breathing, since she wasn't a healer yet. She was more of a nuisance to the experienced then help. After the body was taken away Varathien started the one thing that she could do, clean up. The bloody bed linins where taken away to be washed and the area near the bed cleaned of blood and spilt remedies. While putting things away she heard the door open. Varathien turned to see Legolas standing there with hope in his eyes. Apparently the news of the guard's death had not reached him. "My lady, how is the guard fairing?" Legolas asked walking over to her, trying to see where the guard once laid. "I'm sorry my Prince but he died. The arrow was poisoned and there was nothing we could do for him but ease the pain." Varathien didn't know if they could have eased his pain, they never tried. Grief passed over the young prince's eyes, but was quickly gone. "At least his death wasn't in vain. Ten dead orc bodies where found near him, apparently one got away after managing to shot him." It was hard for Legolas to keep his thoughts on the dead guard. Varathien was bent over placing bottles in a low cabinet, her back turned towards Legolas. "Thank you for at least relieving him of his pain before he died, his family will be grateful. I shall see you at the feast tonight then, hopefully your healing services won't be needed there." with that Legolas turned and strode out of the room. 'He hopes to see me tonight." Varathien thought to herself. 'Oh no! I have to help serve the meal at the feast tonight! He will see I'm not a healer when I'm not at the healer's table because I'm serving!' she sat down on the floor. "How am I ever going to fix this? I can't serve tonight; I have to be a healer tonight." Varathien buried her face in her hands. "I know! I could ask Eglaturiel for the night off, and in return I could work the next three days that I was going to have off. Laduni can work tonight she has off, and I'll work whenever she needs to!" with the bright idea still fresh in her head, Varathien ran towards the kitchen to find Eglaturiel. As soon as she entered the kitchen she saw Eglaturiel busy bossing other servants around. "Eglaturiel if I could may I have a word with you?" Varathien tried to be as polite hoping to get on Eglaturiel's good side, something she was never on. "What do you want know child? Can't you see that we are all busy working getting ready for tonight's feast?" The head elf was shorter than her but still held a strong presence. "Yes, well about tonight. I need the night off from serving. Laduni has the night off and I'm sure she wouldn't mind working and I'll work some other night for her as well as the next three days that you so gratefully gave me off." Varathien spoke so fast she wasn't sure if Eglaturiel understood her.
"You mean to tell me that you're asking for the night off only three hours before work and you expect me to allow it." Every pair of eyes in the kitchen turned to face them. Luckily for Varathien Laduni was also in the kitchen and heard the request. "I wouldn't mind working tonight, as is I'm already in the kitchen. And I was going to ask for a day off." Varathien was grateful for her friend. Laduni and her grew up together and were best friends ever since they both became servants to the King and his family. Eglaturiel spied the girls with a suspicious eye. "Well if you really would work those three days and Laduni wouldn't mind working I guess that you can, but don't expect me to allow this often." And she walked away shouting at some unlucky Elf that was caught paying attention to them instead of his job. A smile grew on Varathien's face as she thanked her friend and left the kitchen. 'Now to find Minyaglamwen and ask her about allowing me to sit at the healer's table.' "Why do you want to sit at the healers table? And aren't you supposed to be serving tonight?" Minyaglamwen looked at her, trying to see her reasons in her face. "Because I am almost a healer and other healers in training get to see at the table and I have the night off now." Varathien was on her knees pleading with the old woman. If she wasn't allowed the all the work of getting the night off would be in vain. The thought of working three extra days wasn't pleasing to her and if she didn't even get to go to the feast for it, then it would be a long three days. "Yes, others have sat at the table before but they all had good reasons for it, what is yours?" Minyaglamwen knew that the others didn't have reasons for it other than wanting all to see they would soon be a healer but none of them where as persistent when asking for the honor. "My reason!" Varathien hadn't thought about needing a reason to sit there. She could think of no reason that she could tell and not be reprimanded for. "Does this have something to do with a certain Prince who thinks you are a healer?" The old Elf was very observant and didn't miss a thing. She knew that Varathien didn't tell the Prince that she wasn't a healer elf. "Maybe." Varathien said in a quite voice. "That is what I thought. You just have to promise me one thing." A smirk played on her face. "What must I promise?" Varathien couldn't hide her excitement. "Promise me that you won't let him fall in love with you until you are a healer. You know the rules. A prince can't be joined to a house servant or peasant of his kingdom but he can be with a healer. And if he finds out that you portrayed a healer when you weren't he can have you punished for that, even exiled from the kingdom." A serious look was on her face. She knew what would happen if Varathien got exiled. "I promise I won't! I doubt he would even want to fall in love with me" Varathien stood back up and kissed the old elf's head and skipped out of the room and off to hers to get ready for the feast.