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Chapter 3 Dance Lessons for Legolas
I awoke with a small smile on my face. remembering the night before. I opened my eyes; staring down at me was a strange male elf!
I sat straight up.
"WHO the HELL are YOU!!?" I exclaimed, I pulled my blanket up over my slightly sheer night gown.
"Sorry to startle you my lady. I'm lord Legolas' valet and I'm to tell to meet him in the great hall when you are dressed. And that you are to wear a pale purple, so that your outfits compliment each others." The valet said with a sniff
.It seemed to me that he had serious doubts about my competence when it came to dressing with fashion "You woke me up just to tell me all that when you could of just told Daffidillan?" I snapped.
"You were already awake my lady I was merely waiting for you to open your eyes. It's rude to interrupt someone who is enjoying a sweet thought, you smile gave you away." He said with a grin.
"Thank you then… I think. Now if you'd be so kind as to leave and send Daffidillan to me that would be great."I got out of bed and went to the on-suite bathroom that the sun shone in upon on every surface make the surfaces appear to be sparkly a diamond.
"As you wish my lady." He said and left.
A few moments later Daffidillan came hurrying in. What was Mena doing up until this point? Was she still lying in bed, or was she washing up in the sparkly on suite?
"Good morning, my lady. I trust you slept well." She said with a bright smile.
"Yes. I think it was the best sleep I've had in a while. So what dress are you gonna trap me in today?"
'I was joking, of course. Daffidillan was really very sweet, and if she wanted to me to choke and die while trapped in the hallucination-inducing corset of death, well, that's ok, because Daffidillan is really very kind.'
Daffidillan gave a small laugh. She walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a lovely looking pale Lavendar dress. It had ¾ lengths lose sleeves that left the shoulders bare. The corset that I had been stuffed into pushed up and displayed a large amount of cleavage, the dress covered only the corset with only a bit of lace that accented more then covered my breasts. A white bodice then went on; it had pretty little dark violet flowers embroidered on it. The skirt of the dress reached the floor and was a very pale Lavendar that matched the sleeves. Daffidillan pulled my hair tightly back with a bit of pure white ribbon, but she left my bangs out so that they frame my face. I put my acorn earrings back in, and tied a ribbon that matched the one in hair around my neck.
"You looked lovely milady." Quoth Daffidillan, stepping back to admire the lavender and ivory goddess that she had created.
"Daffidillan just call me Mena the whole milady thing irritates me." I was a little overwhelmed by the grandeur of the gown.
"Okay …Mena" she was with a shy smile on her sweet face.
"See that wasn't so hard." I said with a laugh. Bidding her farewell, I then walked out of my room and down the stairs being extremely careful not to trip over my dress. The wood felt smooth under my bare feet. The grass tickled my feet as I walked to the great hall. I shrugged off one of the knights that tried to take my arm to escort me in the Hall
Elves bowed and curtsied as I passed. I nodded and smiled and tried to look graceful, but that didn't work. I almost did a face plant after stumbling over a root just before arriving in the great hall Fantastic! Now my toe hurt and my cheeks were getting tired from smiling.
"Good morning Mena." Legolas said He was wearing pale amber tunic and white tights. He had a bright smile on which greatly faded from the look I sent him.
"What's so good about it!?" I snapped. "Sorry. I had a klutz attack which has made me grumpy! So you wanted me to meet yah here because?..." I trailed off, letting my irritation vent itself on this over-dressed walking buttercup.
"I wanted you to meet the guests from Mirkwood that have arrived late last night." He said with a cheeky grin.
"That's ALL!" my voice raised slightly.
Legolas took hold of my hand and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. When we parted my mouth hung open.
"And to do that," He said with a grin.
"Feel better now?" he asked his grin became lopsided. I closed my mouth.
Did that just happen? Did he just kiss me? Or am I still up in my room sleeping? I tried to calm my now rushing heated blood and answer trying to keep a steady voice.
"Much better." I said failing my "Much" sounded more like a squeak then a normal sound, and let him lead me over to the group of Elves wearing light browns and greens
"Curumos!" He called to them. They turned smile were in no short supply with them. "Mena these two elves are my brothers, Alkarain and Calim." He said as he pointed to the two smaller versions of him only they had bright fuchsia pink hair. "Alkarain and Calim this is Mena of Lorien, she is the great grand daughter of the lady of Lorien."
"Pleasure," I said and held out my hand.
They each took it and kissed it which was a total shock to me all I wanted to do was to shake hands.
"The pleasure is ours to meet the beautiful young woman who has captured our brother so." The twins said in unison. Both Legolas and I turned bright red. Legolas coughed.
"What has happened to you hair!!" Legolas asked in a shocked voice, he had just realize that someing wasn't right with them.
"Our dear little cousin Ara dump a bach of fresh berry voice on our heads." They said in unison.
Legolas laughed and introduced me to friends of his from Mirkwood. We all spent the day together. I learn quite a few things about Legolas that I'm sure he wish hadn't been told. He had quite the interesting childhood and youth. Like the time that Legolas let black squirrels loose in daddy Thranduil's bed, and he got trapped in a keg of Dorwinian wine when he tried to hide from daddy Thranduil, and got intoxicated, so when he finally got out he fell in the Morn-nen river and lost his memory! I don't think that I had ever laughed so hard.We all went out to the wood with a basket of food the head cook had put together for us. Some of his friends were quite talented with musical instruments.
"Mena show us teach us some songs of your other world." The twins said once again in unison. Ok now that is really starting to creep me out! I thought
"Um sure. Let me think." I said in and unsure voice Oi! I thought. What should I teach them? I know!
"Ok this song is a version of a poem. It is sung by one of my favorite singers." I cleared my throat I had all their attention. Legolas looked at me with great interest.
Part I
The wind was a torrent of
darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a
bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin.
They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh!
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilts a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
And over the cobbles he clattered and clashed
in the dark inn-yard.
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
"One kiss my bonny sweetheart, I'm after
a prize to-night,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
If they press me sharply, and harry me through the
day,
Then look for me by the moonlight,
Watch for me be the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way."
He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce
could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair i' the casement. His face
burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet waves in the moonlight!)
He tugged at his reins in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.
Part II
He did not come at the dawning. He did not
come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching,
Marching, marching,
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord. They drank
his ale instead.
But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
There was death at every window;
Hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through the casement, the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention, with many
a sniggering jest.
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
"Now, keep good watch!" and they kissed her. She heard the dead man
say-
'Look for me by the moonlight;
Watch for me by the moonlight;
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!'
She twisted her hands behind her; but all the
knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with
sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like
years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!
'Tlot-tlot;
tlot-tlot!' Had they
heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear;
'Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot,' in
the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.
'Tlot-tlot,' in the
frosty silence! 'Tlot-tlot,' in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light.
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death.
He turned; He spurred to the west; he did not
know she stood
Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
And back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking
a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.
Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red
was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.
'Still of a winter's
night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding,
Riding, Riding,
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old in-door.
Once I finished the others clapped and complimented me on my voice. Legolas had a look of amazement written all over his face.
"Show us a dance from this world that you have lived in for the past years of your life." Said of the other elves name Glorfindel who had been in Mirkwood at the time when the twins and other were sent for.
"Ok can you keep a beat?" I asked. They nodded I clapped my hands two slow claps fallowed by three fast claps and repeated. I grabbed Legolas' hand
" Ok the steps are at the start of the dance it's a stomp then fallowed by three fast steps in place then you rock forward with the left, well the females do you have to do the opposite of me. Okay guys you got the beat." They started to clap I danced with each of the elves (7) I added the variations of the dances. (Ok AN- for those of you who haven't noticed this dance is the cha-cha) we laughed and danced.
"Ok if can you guys play something fast and with drums I can show another type of dance called belly-dancing." I said with a mischievous smile and twinkle in my eye. They started to play I stood still and tired to fine the beat and rhythmic follow. Then with a start I began to dance I had all their eyes on me. My skirt trilled and my arms moved. I was starting having troubles because of my corset. I was breathing heavily and was starting to feel light head. With a crash the music stopped.
~~~~~~Legolas' POV~~~~~~~~~
When she started to dance by her self I could feel my blood start to stir. I was one of the most sensual dances I had ever seen. I could see that she was starting to had breathing troubles and was about to stop her when she fainted. She dropped to the ground like a rock.
"Mena!" I heard my self cry. I rushed over to her. I quickly undid the front of her bodice, still she could barely breath. I drew my knife and sliced down the front of her dress and saw that she was wearing a corset. My knife tore her free. She took in a rush of breath. She gasp and coughed a few times. Her corset was undone but it covered her.
I picked her up and carried her back towards the city of Lorien. I could hear the others gathering the things together and fallowing.
Others came to greet us at the gate, but when seeing a passed out Mena one quickly called for help before I could tell them that she merely had a fainting spell. The lord and lady came running towards us. Concern was clear across both their faces. Behind them came Mena's little maid.
"Lord Legolas what happen." Celeborn called in a frantic voice to me.
"She has merely fainted. I fear that dancing and a tight corset to don't go well together. She'll be all right in a bit." I said trying to reassure the concerned great grandparents of the girl in my arms.
"Take her to her bed Legolas, Daffidillan can take care of the rest." Galadriel said, her concern for her granddaughter barely covered with her usual calm façade.
I shifted Mena slightly to get a better hold on her and carried her to her bed. As we were going up the stairs she stirred and looked up at me.
"Legolas what are you doing?" She asked in a small voice.
"Taking you to your bed, you fainted. I had to cut you lose of your corset so you could breath, I hope you'll forgive me."
"There's nothing to forgive, you probably saved my life, I have asthma. I should of known better then to try that kinda dance when I could barely breath relaxing in this damned corset." She said softly, a small frown grew between her eyes. I could tell she was growing angry with her self. "You didn't look did you?"
"At what?"
"Me, you know, when you cut my corset." A blush spread on both our faces.
"No. that would be wrong to take advantage of a lady in you state." I said. We entered her room. I laid her gently on her bed. I turned away and left.
~~~~~~Mena POV~~~~~~~
I stared after Legolas in confusion. Any other guy would of taken full advantage of the situation, well I guess that's because he's no ordinary guy. He's and elf, a really hot elf. To bad I'm only 16. I thought to my self. Soon Daffidillan was by me side helping me out of my now cut dress. At least the pretty bodice was still intact.After I was stripped I mere shrug Daffidillan off when she brought a night gown to me. I pulled a thin sheet over me and let sleep cover me. I slept for a few hours. It was dreamless. Well not totally dreamless a certain elf's face joined me.
"Milady Mena would you like me to bring up a tray for you? Or would you like to get dressed and go down to the main hall for dinner?"
"Just bring me a lose dress and a belt." I said as I sat up and wipe the sleep from my eyes. She brought me a Bright sunflower yellow gown, it had full length sleeves and a scoop neckline. She also brought over a thin gold chain. I put them on and pulled on my pale gold slippers. I walked slowly down to the great hall. There was a pale light that would make one think it was almost sun down. The air was filled with a variation of scents, sweet and tangy. It was warm it felt wonderful.
"Ah my lady Mena I'm glad that you have decided to grace us with your lovely presence." Glorfindel said and took my arm to lead me to the great hall. This I totally didn't like he was too touchy. I pulled my arm free and walked by my self. I sat in my spot next to my Grandmère Legolas sat next to me. I felt much better and reassured everyone that is was. I clapped along to the music as I watched the dancing and was even seduced into singing. I sang some of the Elvish ballads had I had learned in the short time that I had been here so far, along with some of the ones I had learned in school. Laughter filled the hall as the twins tried to show their newly learned dances that I had taught them, it was a funny thing to see because they purposefully for get steps and step on each other's toes. They also told funny stories and outrageous tales.
Once again Legolas escorted me back to my room.
"I was so worried about you, lady Mena!" he said as he cupped a hand against me cheek. His eyes were soft and filled with emotion.
"Oh, I was stupid, Lord Legolas, and I told stop with the whole lady thing!" I said trying not to get lost in his eyes.
"Don't ever do that again, Mena" he said sternly
"You care so much, Legolas?" I asked in a quite voice.
"I do"
"Why?"
"Because…".
He pulled me into his arms, he lifted my face to his and lowered his lips to mine. He tasted of mead and smelled of spice. His arms were strong and held me tightly to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and press up against his body. I think that at this moment I realized my true feelings for him, this was no simple crush or infatuation or lust but love
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