A/N: Sorry it has taken so long for a chapter.
Disclaimer: See chapter one
Chapter six: A Confused Elf
"Coming!" Belle shouted to the door.
Belle quickly hopped off of her bed and so I followed. We quickly walked over to the door.
"Who is it?" Belle asked.
"Legolas," He replied.
Belle suddenly grew an ear to ear smile on her face. I stared at her in wonderment. I didn't understand her reason for smiling but I brought my hand up to her head and smacked her. She turned to me with a partially angry face, but I smiled and then winked at her. Belle hastily unlocked her door and then she opened it, I quickly stepped behind the door so I would not be seen.
"Good evening young Prince," She said coldly.
I furiously stared at her. She was supposed to act the way every other elf had.
But at the sound of prince I immediately stepped away from the door, and I bent down to bow. But as my head was down I saw Belle's feet turn toward me and then a hand connected with my head.
"What is it?" I questioned as my eyes stayed to the ground.
"What do you think you are doing?" She asked irritably.
"Bowing, to the prince?" I replied in a rhetorical question.
"You don't need to bow,"
At this statement I looked up to see the distraught look on the prince's face.
"Bariela, What exactly are you doing?" He asked.
"Prince, I have no more duties here may I-" I began to say but was cut off by Belle.
"NO!" She shouted. "I mean-" She began.
Both the prince and my face grew to be an unhappy one, and waited for her explanation.
"I wanted you Galadwen, to meet my fiancé,"
At this news my jaw dropped. I was hit with an anvil of shock. My friend engaged, who would have thought. I began to grow excited.
"HOLY SHIT!" I shouted.
The prince I could tell was about to say something about my language, but Belle quickly stopped him by pushing him. She came up to me slowly, and then with a swift movement she gave me a large everlasting hug.
"Engaged?" I whispered into her ear happily.
The hug ended and we pushed each other away. We gripped each other's hand then we began to jump up and down for joy. But then Legolas moved toward us and placed his hand upon Belle's arm. Which made her stop hopping.
"Bariela, I have come because I wished that us alone could possibly have desert?" He told Belle.
Belle stood for a moment without acknowledging the fact that anyone lese was in the room. I saw her lips move but no words came out, but before they could I jumped in.
"You know what," I began. "I have to go."
And as I was about to take a step Belle put her foot in my way.
"No, I wish to stay with my very best friend and Legolas," She said as she turned to him. "Maybe we may have this desert, tomorrow night, mid-night?" Belle suggested.
Legolas nodded his head in agreement, although I could tell he really wanted this. He began to bow so I followed. He then pushed the door open and walked out of the room. I went over and sat on to her bed. I brought my eyes to Belle who was in a trance but she quickly snapped out of it. She shut her woodened door and went over to me.
"So," She began. "He is so cute, or is it just me?"
I just nodded. Then I began to think to myself, I remembered I was not supposed to be in there.
"Alright," I said, as I was about to get up when Belle interrupted me.
"I have found out where I came from," Belle said excitedly. "I am not of the elves of Mirkwood because that would be incest! I am of the elves of Rivendell."
"Great, so how did you meet the prince?" I questioned waiting for her reply.
"I met him this morning, he was my wake up call, and he also called me his fiancé. Which I almost died when that happened."
"Really?" I said with a giggle.
She moved her hand and smacked my head again. I looked up at her angrily.
"I am not your monkey, stop hitting me!" I demanded and hopped off of the bed.
"Well you are a servant!" Belle said sarcastically.
"Very funny,"
"It is for me," she said as she got off of her bed.
"Whore!" I said.
We giggled and then we began to chase each other around like little kids, playfully hitting each other.
The hours passed quickly by, and before I knew it, the sun was shinning over the mountains like a star.
"I really have to go," I said urgently.
Belle would have objected to my leaving but she saw my face. I quickly gave her a hug and I headed out of her door. I ran down each staircase and I reached the first floor.
When I reached the kitchen I had an angry elf on my hands.
"Where have you been?" Elenwe shouted angrily.
"Out,"
"Out, this is no proper answer. Tell me that you haven't been out with the Princess Bariela all night."
"My FRIEND," I began. "Saw to it that I had to stay with her."
"YOU!" She yelled, "Will understand the boundaries before you make us homeless and without jobs,"
"Oh, your just mad because you are alone, well my friend is here so I will enjoy her company as long as it lasts."
Elenwe was speechless, so I spoke.
"I am going to work on the gardens again today," I told her.
She still said nothing. So I began to leave the kitchen and I did. I began to walk down the hall and out the through the garden doors. The sun shone brightly hitting my face as it had the day before.
I smiled to myself and went outside. The roses still perfumed that of half or more of the garden. So I began to head down to the opposite side of the garden. When I reached that part I viewed the garden. The garden was full of elm trees that were trimmed and hug all around Mirkwood. And the beautiful plants like ivy, which graced the garden floor. I noticed another wooden bench matching the one from the other night. I went over to it and sat on down.
This section of the garden was less beautiful than the flowered half. But it had it's own original look to it.
"Nothing like home," I said.
I took in a deep breath for my tired body. And I relaxed but did not have enough time to relax.
"M'lady," a deep male voice asked me.
"What?" I asked.
I quickly jumped out of the bench and nervously looked around. Until my eyes came upon the dirty blonde, who had been in the hallway the other day. I immediately bowed remembering he had come down after Legolas meaning he was royalty.
"M'lady, would you assist me with my practice?" He asked.
"With?" I asked in confusion.
"Archery, I need you for a moment, if you can spare it?"
I smiled at his kindness and handsome features. He seemed more polite then most I have meet in Mirkwood so far.
"Yes," I agreed.
He waved me over further into the garden and past that. To where stood an archery range.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
I was shocked at this because I was still looking around. I quickly brought my eyes to him.
"Huh," I said.
But I assume he took this as an answer, because he pushed me back and up against a tree. I was a bit frightened. Then I saw him grab an apple and put it on my hand. And then he placed to more on my head and in my hand.
"Now, just hold them like this," He said.
As he maneuvered my thumb and two first fingers. Then I knew. He stepped away and went a few feet from me.
"What are you going to do?" I asked shakily.
"Shoot the apples," He said, "Unless I miss."
My pupils dilated as he had told me this. I closed my eyes and I only felt resistance on my hands. Then before I knew it he was back over to me.
"Thank you." He said politely.
I flipped my head to his. And the apple that was place on my head felt as if it had fallen of but really it was pinned to the tree with an arrow sticking in it.
"I, you-I," I mumbled.
"Namaarie for now," He said kingly.
I dropped the apples that were placed in my hands. I assumed that Namaarie had meant good-bye. So I bowed respectfully and went on my merry way back over inside the garden. I found the bench that I had been sitting on. So I went over and sat down. I began to rest for a bit and wait for the sunset.
Disclaimer: See chapter one
Chapter six: A Confused Elf
"Coming!" Belle shouted to the door.
Belle quickly hopped off of her bed and so I followed. We quickly walked over to the door.
"Who is it?" Belle asked.
"Legolas," He replied.
Belle suddenly grew an ear to ear smile on her face. I stared at her in wonderment. I didn't understand her reason for smiling but I brought my hand up to her head and smacked her. She turned to me with a partially angry face, but I smiled and then winked at her. Belle hastily unlocked her door and then she opened it, I quickly stepped behind the door so I would not be seen.
"Good evening young Prince," She said coldly.
I furiously stared at her. She was supposed to act the way every other elf had.
But at the sound of prince I immediately stepped away from the door, and I bent down to bow. But as my head was down I saw Belle's feet turn toward me and then a hand connected with my head.
"What is it?" I questioned as my eyes stayed to the ground.
"What do you think you are doing?" She asked irritably.
"Bowing, to the prince?" I replied in a rhetorical question.
"You don't need to bow,"
At this statement I looked up to see the distraught look on the prince's face.
"Bariela, What exactly are you doing?" He asked.
"Prince, I have no more duties here may I-" I began to say but was cut off by Belle.
"NO!" She shouted. "I mean-" She began.
Both the prince and my face grew to be an unhappy one, and waited for her explanation.
"I wanted you Galadwen, to meet my fiancé,"
At this news my jaw dropped. I was hit with an anvil of shock. My friend engaged, who would have thought. I began to grow excited.
"HOLY SHIT!" I shouted.
The prince I could tell was about to say something about my language, but Belle quickly stopped him by pushing him. She came up to me slowly, and then with a swift movement she gave me a large everlasting hug.
"Engaged?" I whispered into her ear happily.
The hug ended and we pushed each other away. We gripped each other's hand then we began to jump up and down for joy. But then Legolas moved toward us and placed his hand upon Belle's arm. Which made her stop hopping.
"Bariela, I have come because I wished that us alone could possibly have desert?" He told Belle.
Belle stood for a moment without acknowledging the fact that anyone lese was in the room. I saw her lips move but no words came out, but before they could I jumped in.
"You know what," I began. "I have to go."
And as I was about to take a step Belle put her foot in my way.
"No, I wish to stay with my very best friend and Legolas," She said as she turned to him. "Maybe we may have this desert, tomorrow night, mid-night?" Belle suggested.
Legolas nodded his head in agreement, although I could tell he really wanted this. He began to bow so I followed. He then pushed the door open and walked out of the room. I went over and sat on to her bed. I brought my eyes to Belle who was in a trance but she quickly snapped out of it. She shut her woodened door and went over to me.
"So," She began. "He is so cute, or is it just me?"
I just nodded. Then I began to think to myself, I remembered I was not supposed to be in there.
"Alright," I said, as I was about to get up when Belle interrupted me.
"I have found out where I came from," Belle said excitedly. "I am not of the elves of Mirkwood because that would be incest! I am of the elves of Rivendell."
"Great, so how did you meet the prince?" I questioned waiting for her reply.
"I met him this morning, he was my wake up call, and he also called me his fiancé. Which I almost died when that happened."
"Really?" I said with a giggle.
She moved her hand and smacked my head again. I looked up at her angrily.
"I am not your monkey, stop hitting me!" I demanded and hopped off of the bed.
"Well you are a servant!" Belle said sarcastically.
"Very funny,"
"It is for me," she said as she got off of her bed.
"Whore!" I said.
We giggled and then we began to chase each other around like little kids, playfully hitting each other.
The hours passed quickly by, and before I knew it, the sun was shinning over the mountains like a star.
"I really have to go," I said urgently.
Belle would have objected to my leaving but she saw my face. I quickly gave her a hug and I headed out of her door. I ran down each staircase and I reached the first floor.
When I reached the kitchen I had an angry elf on my hands.
"Where have you been?" Elenwe shouted angrily.
"Out,"
"Out, this is no proper answer. Tell me that you haven't been out with the Princess Bariela all night."
"My FRIEND," I began. "Saw to it that I had to stay with her."
"YOU!" She yelled, "Will understand the boundaries before you make us homeless and without jobs,"
"Oh, your just mad because you are alone, well my friend is here so I will enjoy her company as long as it lasts."
Elenwe was speechless, so I spoke.
"I am going to work on the gardens again today," I told her.
She still said nothing. So I began to leave the kitchen and I did. I began to walk down the hall and out the through the garden doors. The sun shone brightly hitting my face as it had the day before.
I smiled to myself and went outside. The roses still perfumed that of half or more of the garden. So I began to head down to the opposite side of the garden. When I reached that part I viewed the garden. The garden was full of elm trees that were trimmed and hug all around Mirkwood. And the beautiful plants like ivy, which graced the garden floor. I noticed another wooden bench matching the one from the other night. I went over to it and sat on down.
This section of the garden was less beautiful than the flowered half. But it had it's own original look to it.
"Nothing like home," I said.
I took in a deep breath for my tired body. And I relaxed but did not have enough time to relax.
"M'lady," a deep male voice asked me.
"What?" I asked.
I quickly jumped out of the bench and nervously looked around. Until my eyes came upon the dirty blonde, who had been in the hallway the other day. I immediately bowed remembering he had come down after Legolas meaning he was royalty.
"M'lady, would you assist me with my practice?" He asked.
"With?" I asked in confusion.
"Archery, I need you for a moment, if you can spare it?"
I smiled at his kindness and handsome features. He seemed more polite then most I have meet in Mirkwood so far.
"Yes," I agreed.
He waved me over further into the garden and past that. To where stood an archery range.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
I was shocked at this because I was still looking around. I quickly brought my eyes to him.
"Huh," I said.
But I assume he took this as an answer, because he pushed me back and up against a tree. I was a bit frightened. Then I saw him grab an apple and put it on my hand. And then he placed to more on my head and in my hand.
"Now, just hold them like this," He said.
As he maneuvered my thumb and two first fingers. Then I knew. He stepped away and went a few feet from me.
"What are you going to do?" I asked shakily.
"Shoot the apples," He said, "Unless I miss."
My pupils dilated as he had told me this. I closed my eyes and I only felt resistance on my hands. Then before I knew it he was back over to me.
"Thank you." He said politely.
I flipped my head to his. And the apple that was place on my head felt as if it had fallen of but really it was pinned to the tree with an arrow sticking in it.
"I, you-I," I mumbled.
"Namaarie for now," He said kingly.
I dropped the apples that were placed in my hands. I assumed that Namaarie had meant good-bye. So I bowed respectfully and went on my merry way back over inside the garden. I found the bench that I had been sitting on. So I went over and sat down. I began to rest for a bit and wait for the sunset.