Disclaimer: I think you should see chapter one. For this DiScLAiMeR



Chapter five: An Elven Princess





"So, just sick this into the pot?" I asked.

"Yes, and they eat it as such!"

"Ehhh!" I stated.

Then two bodies rushed into the kitchen.

"There coming, move!" the both said.

Then the quickly left, with out a lack of sarcastic ness.

"So, what happened?"

"You heard them!" Elenwe said loudly.

She ran out of the kitchen and I hastily followed. I brought my attention to the massive amount of people in front of the stairs.

"What's happening?" I whispered.

"Shhh, the royalty comes down, we are to bow, and wave them to the hall."

"oh-"

But before I could finish, I began to see a set of feet walking down the stairs, I brought my eyes to the body and to his face. And his dark blonde

'oh shit!' I said to myself. 'You said shit in front of a royal, there goes your head!'

Then I saw feet behind him, it was another elf, the blonde one, the Prince.

'Double shit!' I cried into my head.

I bowed as they passed and wiped my sweat filled fore head. Then there was the biggest surprise of all. And elf came down who was wearing a beautiful silver dress, disattached arms that led to the floor, and the dress fitted her perfectly shaped body, then my eyes reached her face.

A beautiful black hair, paled skinned, tiny elf came down, and I shock my head in disbelief.

"Belle!" I shouted aloud.

It caused the entire room to glare at me, but how could I not, it was my friend, I had to holler at her.

Belle looked back at me and I began to jump for her attention. I knew she had spotted me.

"Gabby!" She shouted.

She didn't really have to push through the crowed, everyone moved out of her way. She reached me and we both smiled happily. Then there was a silence, until Belle leaned over and squeezed me.

As the room glared at us, I gripped my friend in pure joy. Then I pushed her away.

"How?" I whispered.

"I guess you were wrong, wishes do come true." Belle said excitedly.

A tear of happiness fell from my eyes. She looked spectacular, her hair still of black night, and her eyes shined like the blue moon.

"Who are you now?" I asked.

Belle's eyes widened, "You might get mad,"

Then a soft cough was 'preformed' behind Belle.

"Princess, supper awaits," The handsome blonde said sweetly.

She looked to him then she turned back to me. She winked at me then patted my shoulder.

"Meet me at the garden," she whispered, "After supper."

She smiled again and I lightly smiled back. Then she turned to the blonde elf, and left into the dinning hall.

I was about to jump for joy that my friend was there, when I noticed every elf in the room, was still gawking at me.

"What?" I questioned loudly.

I was going to taking a step to turn and leave, when a hand went around my arm causing me to stop. I turned around to see Elenwe holding my arm.

"What was that?" she questioned.

"Nothing." I replied.

I wrenched my arm from her grip and walked back towards the kitchen. I noticed a strange feeling of being followed. I figured that it must have been Elenwe, because when she walked, followed a loud squeak of her flat shoes. I pushed the wooden door in and went inside.

I began to smile immensely for my friend who was now in Mirkwood with me. My smiled faded when I heard Elenwe speak.

"You should not go!" She said kindly, yet a hint of anger followed.

"Elenwe, how can't I? She is the only thing I still care for. And she is here with me, not alone," I replied.

"She is of royal blood. An elf of such high stature is not permitted to be on such well speaking terms as you seem to be,"

"We are elves to, what the hell kind of world is this?"

"Beg your pardon, about your language and antics,"

I lowered my head at this, and a sharp pain of sadness began to hit me.

"Although," She began,

She brought her hand to my chin and tilted my head up to view her face.

"Perhaps, tonight, we may break these laws,"

My eyes glittered with joy, I pulled her close and gave her a monstrous hug.

"Thank you!" I said softly in her ear.

I jumped for joy and gave a light scream. I pushed her away and ran out of the kitchen. Every elf that had stood in the hall before the stairs had gone. I ran over to the garden door and opened it.

I wanted to be early for our meeting. I missed her even if it had been for only a day.

~*~

As I waited I looked up to see the moon pear down upon me, shinning brightly.

'Wow,' I said to myself.

I put my eyes back to the roses that I had finished earlier that morning. The night's natural lights lit them beautifully. Then I saw shine of silver in my peripheral vision. I quickly jolted my head to that spot, and there stood an elven princess.

"Belle!" I shouted.

I quickly got up and went over to her.

"Well, how did you make out?" Belle asked.

I shook my head in confusion.

"I mean, did you have fun waking up somewhere completely different? Not knowing who you were or where?"

We both giggled and we walked back over to the bench. We both sat down simultaneously. There was a long uncomfortable pause. And then,

"You'll never guess what I am, I mean well besides an elf!" Belle said excitedly.

I brought my eyes from her to the ground.

"A Princess," I said quietly.

Belle must have heard the tone in my voice because she asked,

"What's wrong?"

I turned to her and was close to tears.

"Well, guess what I am." I demanded.

"What?"

"Your servant. Well, from what Elenwe tells me is that I am a royal servant, just for you and the royals." I explained sadly.

"What?" she questioned in disbelief.

"Who do you think did this garden?"

I lifted my eyes to Belle's distraught face.

"Wait," Belle shouted, "No, that's not right, I am a princess and you are a maid. How fucking jacked!"

"You're fucking right jacked!" I replied with a shout.

"Well, that is just unacceptable." She stated.

I stared at her with her last sentence making the least bit of sense.

"What?" I asked.

"Come on." She said.

She grabbed my arm and she began to pull me. She looked around the garden in a paranoid manor.

I was seconds from protesting her actions but she put her finger to her lips. And then she began to pull me again but through the garden and inside the castle.

"Where are we-" I began to ask until she covered my mouth.

"Shhhh!" She whispered.

I nodded my head. And then she dragged me up four flights of stairs. When I was getting tired she slowed down but still pulled. She brought me down a hall right in front of a mahogany colored door.

She slowly opened the door revealing a large dark room. She waved me in and so I went. She followed me shutting the door on her way in.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"My room,"

A lamp was lit which shinned first upon her face. And she brightened it to reveal the contents of her room.

The room was quite a bit bigger than mine. By about ten sizes. In side the room, there was a large bed, and one dresser and a vanity.

"Wow," I said aloud.

"I know," Belle said.

"So," I began, "What is your name?"

"What?" She questioned.

I turned to see Belle fiddling around with here vanity and dresser top.

"Name, that is Elvish?" I replied.

"Oh,"

She turned to me and she had a smile on her face.

"It is Bariela," She answered.

"Wow, that is beautiful, well more so than mine."

" Which is?" She asked.

"Eh, no."

"Come one." She pushed.

I sat over on her bed and she sat next to her dresser in a velvet chair.

"It's Galadwen," I said and I looked toward the floor in disgust.

"That's beautiful," She said sweetly.

"Yours is better."

"Well," She began sarcastically.

"Oh! Bitch!" I Shouted with sarcasm.

We both smiled and giggled. Then a knock came to her door.

'knock'knock'

"Princess Bariela," A strong male voice called through the door.