SUILAD EVERYONE!!!!! I am pleased that you are reading this, and I thank all have read and reviewed my fic so far! I would like to give special thanks to those of you who actually REALLY REALLY REALLY (I could go on, I just don't want to) like and check very often to see if there's any more chapters up! It's October, if you don't look at calendars or write the date on your school papers; and that means Halloween is this month...and my friend is gonna have a party (hopefully)...I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!! BTW, I'M ARWEN, SO IF YA DON'T LIKE IT...K.M.R.I.A.!!!!! (not really, but I'm most like Arwen...according to TWO quiz-things...I'm so proud of myself...) I still would appreciate reviews! Okay, time for my story instead of me still doing the ranting and stuff...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ow...ouch, hurt, pain...damn this hurts...where am I?"
"You are in the House of Elrond in Imladris, and thanks to Elrond, you should almost be back to normal by the end of the week."
Nimrodel opened her eyes and saw Legolas standing at the side of the bed that she was in; she looked to the other side and saw Azerith asleep in a sitting-up position leaning on the side of the bed.
"Why is he sleeping if it's the middle of the day?"
"Well, he's rarely slept since he got you here, and has been in that exact spot most of the time...I guess exaustion got the best of him." ~if only he would go away so I could have some time with her...~
As Legolas thought this, Elrond silently walked in behind him. "Suilad, I am Elrond; am I correct in saying that you have told Nimrodel about how long she will have to stay in bed?"{A/N: Suilad means Greetings in Elvish...thank you to Ecnarf for this info!}
"Actually yes, he did tell me; he said that I would be out in about a week."
"You should get some rest; come Legolas, let us see where Aragorn has brought himself to."
When they had left, Legolas rather reluctantly, Nimrodel became more awake than she had been when Elrond and Legolas had been there. She had a strange sort of glow in her eyes that looked quite mischevious. She leaned over to the other side and knocked Azerith onto the floor.
"Ow! What the-NIMRODEL!!!! Are you okay?"
"Well, let me see...I was well enough to push you over, so let me see...yes! I'm perfectly fine, except the fact that I'm a little sore..."
Azerith gave a sigh of relief. "I was REALLY worried about you."~and about what might've happened to you if Legolas was left alone with you...~
::YAWN...::"All of a sudden I feel kinda tired; I guess I should listen to Elrond and get some sleep...good night...I mean, good afternoon...I mean, whatever."
Nimrodel ended up sleeping away the rest of the week without waking up; Azerith 'pretended' to be a sentry-type person the entire time, sleeping in a chair in the room (so as to keep Legolas from being in the room with her alone). When she woke up at the end of the week, she felt sick to her stomach.
"I should've eaten something when I was awake before, I'm starving."
Azerith had been called out of the room for a few minutes by Elrond and had just come back. "So I guess you'll be happy when I tell you that there's gonna be a meal waiting for you when you get up; Elrond told me that there's gonna be quite a bit of food."
In her thoughts Nimrodel was drooling over the mention of food. When she realized that there was some clothes at the foot of her bed, she asked Azerith if he would step outside for a few minutes so she could have some privacy. He realized why Nimrodel was asking him to leave, he started toward the door, turned to face her, and gave her a sad puppy-type look. It apparently didn't work because he was pushed out the door and it was slammed in his face.
After she checked around the room to make sure there was nobody else in the room, she took a closer look at the clothes; it was a jade green dress that went to her ankles. There were nine five-petal golden flowers along the neck of the dress, each had a tiny different color gem in the center. Nimrodel slipped it on, leaving on the pants that she had been wearing since the day that she came to Middle Earth; she also kept her necklace on, and put a gold ring in a pocket on the dress, so she didn't need to reach under her dress to get to the pocket in her pants (she KNEW it just wouldn't look right). She also (amazingly) took the time to comb her hair. When she opened the door to the room, Azerith almost fell over (a.k.a., almost face-faulted{A/N: my friends know what I mean}); appartently he found that she looked pretty good in the dress. He then silently 'escorted' Nimrodel to the food. When she saw the food, she had to hold herself back from running over to the table and scarfing the entire table full of food down; she walked over like she was being held back by some sort of rope or something, gingerly sat down and almost started shoveling the food down (she was trying to be as lady-like as possible). As she was finishing off what she was drinking, Aragorn entered the room.
"Legolas and I got an invitation to a party in the Shire, and since you might not want to be left alone, or want to be away from us or anything like that...and we found that it would probably be a good idea for you to meet some more people and we were wondering if you would like to come to the party as well."
"I'd be happy to, but on one condition: that Azerith is able to come with us." Nimrodel said this in a way that it was her way or no way (or something like that...). Azerith found it a good thing that he was wanted around.
"Okay, so I suppose now that that's been settled, we need to get ready to go."
Nimrodel looked quite shocked at this statement. "What?! You mean that we're leaving NOW?!"
"Well, the Shire IS pretty far away; a few weeks away to be a bit more presice. To get there in time we really DO need to start off soon; not today, but soon."
"Oh, okay...now what sort of party is this exactly?"
"Well, it is the birthday of a couple of old friends that are living there, Bilbo and Frodo Baggins; Frodo will be 111, and Bilbo will be 189."
At the mention of the ages, the jaws of Azerith and Nimrodel dropped a lot, due to their shock of ANYBODY being THAT old. "Oh..."
"We'll probably leave in a day or two, so I guess I should leave you two to get ready; I trust that you know how to get to your room?"
"Uh, yeah, we can find our way back; we're fast learners, aren't we Azerith?"
"Yeah, I guess so..."
Aragorn went out the way he had come in, after which Nimrodel and Azerith went to her room to get her stuff together. She went out on the balcony on the other side of the room and looked out over the edge; the waterfall was a beautiful sight to behold, and with the trees and other foliage around made it all the more worthwhile to lay eyes upon. As she was following the path of the river she saw a small bridge crossing over it, nearly invisible from her vantage point; the bridge was in the middle of a beautiful garden. Wanting to see this picturesque spot close-up, Nimrodel started walking rather quickly in the direction of the garden. Azerith, being in a confused state at this point, began to follow her as fast as he could go with out running. When he caught up with her she had stopped, looking around at the natural beauty of it all. Azerith suddenly felt the need to get back at Nimrodel for knocking him on the floor; he walked slowly and quietly as he could right up behind her, and right before he could even try to startle her...
"Yes Azerith, is there something you want?"
Azerith jumped in surprize at this remark, because he hadn't even made a sound. "Wha-how-how did you know I was here?!"
"Azerith, when one's aura collides with someone else's, it kinda makes the other person feel like there's someone behind them; that and the fact that I knew you were following me." Azerith stood there gapping. "I saw this place over the balcony and wanted to see it close up; isn't it pretty Azerith?"
"Uh, yeah, it's pretty..." ~I guess it is...I'm not really one for sights like this...seems too romantic here...~
The moon shone down on the garden and made the river look as if it were liquid silver. Nimrodel all of a sudden, to her surprise, had a thought then. ~I will always remember this, no matter what...~ Azerith, on the other hand, was thinking something comepletely different. ~Ohhhh, liquid mercury...wonder what sort of destructive device i could make from that...~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Two Days Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Good-bye Elrond, and thank-you for everything!"
Aragorn, Legolas, Nimrodel, and Azerith were riding west, towards the Shire, for the party that was practically garunteed to be interesting (the invitation had a letter with it; it said that the Shire was excited about the party because of the party when Bilbo was 111).
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I think this is another cliff-hanger...probably not, but I'm still proud of myself for finishing the fourth chapter of my going-to-be-extremely-long story. Once again: please read and review, and don't try to insult me...that's not right; people shouldn't insult people who know more than them (I know my friends wouldn't insult me...oh well). If you are going to critisize it, may it be what others call CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! Until I put up another chapter, that's all, good-bye, and thank-you for reading my story...and I mean it, THANK-YOU!!!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ow...ouch, hurt, pain...damn this hurts...where am I?"
"You are in the House of Elrond in Imladris, and thanks to Elrond, you should almost be back to normal by the end of the week."
Nimrodel opened her eyes and saw Legolas standing at the side of the bed that she was in; she looked to the other side and saw Azerith asleep in a sitting-up position leaning on the side of the bed.
"Why is he sleeping if it's the middle of the day?"
"Well, he's rarely slept since he got you here, and has been in that exact spot most of the time...I guess exaustion got the best of him." ~if only he would go away so I could have some time with her...~
As Legolas thought this, Elrond silently walked in behind him. "Suilad, I am Elrond; am I correct in saying that you have told Nimrodel about how long she will have to stay in bed?"{A/N: Suilad means Greetings in Elvish...thank you to Ecnarf for this info!}
"Actually yes, he did tell me; he said that I would be out in about a week."
"You should get some rest; come Legolas, let us see where Aragorn has brought himself to."
When they had left, Legolas rather reluctantly, Nimrodel became more awake than she had been when Elrond and Legolas had been there. She had a strange sort of glow in her eyes that looked quite mischevious. She leaned over to the other side and knocked Azerith onto the floor.
"Ow! What the-NIMRODEL!!!! Are you okay?"
"Well, let me see...I was well enough to push you over, so let me see...yes! I'm perfectly fine, except the fact that I'm a little sore..."
Azerith gave a sigh of relief. "I was REALLY worried about you."~and about what might've happened to you if Legolas was left alone with you...~
::YAWN...::"All of a sudden I feel kinda tired; I guess I should listen to Elrond and get some sleep...good night...I mean, good afternoon...I mean, whatever."
Nimrodel ended up sleeping away the rest of the week without waking up; Azerith 'pretended' to be a sentry-type person the entire time, sleeping in a chair in the room (so as to keep Legolas from being in the room with her alone). When she woke up at the end of the week, she felt sick to her stomach.
"I should've eaten something when I was awake before, I'm starving."
Azerith had been called out of the room for a few minutes by Elrond and had just come back. "So I guess you'll be happy when I tell you that there's gonna be a meal waiting for you when you get up; Elrond told me that there's gonna be quite a bit of food."
In her thoughts Nimrodel was drooling over the mention of food. When she realized that there was some clothes at the foot of her bed, she asked Azerith if he would step outside for a few minutes so she could have some privacy. He realized why Nimrodel was asking him to leave, he started toward the door, turned to face her, and gave her a sad puppy-type look. It apparently didn't work because he was pushed out the door and it was slammed in his face.
After she checked around the room to make sure there was nobody else in the room, she took a closer look at the clothes; it was a jade green dress that went to her ankles. There were nine five-petal golden flowers along the neck of the dress, each had a tiny different color gem in the center. Nimrodel slipped it on, leaving on the pants that she had been wearing since the day that she came to Middle Earth; she also kept her necklace on, and put a gold ring in a pocket on the dress, so she didn't need to reach under her dress to get to the pocket in her pants (she KNEW it just wouldn't look right). She also (amazingly) took the time to comb her hair. When she opened the door to the room, Azerith almost fell over (a.k.a., almost face-faulted{A/N: my friends know what I mean}); appartently he found that she looked pretty good in the dress. He then silently 'escorted' Nimrodel to the food. When she saw the food, she had to hold herself back from running over to the table and scarfing the entire table full of food down; she walked over like she was being held back by some sort of rope or something, gingerly sat down and almost started shoveling the food down (she was trying to be as lady-like as possible). As she was finishing off what she was drinking, Aragorn entered the room.
"Legolas and I got an invitation to a party in the Shire, and since you might not want to be left alone, or want to be away from us or anything like that...and we found that it would probably be a good idea for you to meet some more people and we were wondering if you would like to come to the party as well."
"I'd be happy to, but on one condition: that Azerith is able to come with us." Nimrodel said this in a way that it was her way or no way (or something like that...). Azerith found it a good thing that he was wanted around.
"Okay, so I suppose now that that's been settled, we need to get ready to go."
Nimrodel looked quite shocked at this statement. "What?! You mean that we're leaving NOW?!"
"Well, the Shire IS pretty far away; a few weeks away to be a bit more presice. To get there in time we really DO need to start off soon; not today, but soon."
"Oh, okay...now what sort of party is this exactly?"
"Well, it is the birthday of a couple of old friends that are living there, Bilbo and Frodo Baggins; Frodo will be 111, and Bilbo will be 189."
At the mention of the ages, the jaws of Azerith and Nimrodel dropped a lot, due to their shock of ANYBODY being THAT old. "Oh..."
"We'll probably leave in a day or two, so I guess I should leave you two to get ready; I trust that you know how to get to your room?"
"Uh, yeah, we can find our way back; we're fast learners, aren't we Azerith?"
"Yeah, I guess so..."
Aragorn went out the way he had come in, after which Nimrodel and Azerith went to her room to get her stuff together. She went out on the balcony on the other side of the room and looked out over the edge; the waterfall was a beautiful sight to behold, and with the trees and other foliage around made it all the more worthwhile to lay eyes upon. As she was following the path of the river she saw a small bridge crossing over it, nearly invisible from her vantage point; the bridge was in the middle of a beautiful garden. Wanting to see this picturesque spot close-up, Nimrodel started walking rather quickly in the direction of the garden. Azerith, being in a confused state at this point, began to follow her as fast as he could go with out running. When he caught up with her she had stopped, looking around at the natural beauty of it all. Azerith suddenly felt the need to get back at Nimrodel for knocking him on the floor; he walked slowly and quietly as he could right up behind her, and right before he could even try to startle her...
"Yes Azerith, is there something you want?"
Azerith jumped in surprize at this remark, because he hadn't even made a sound. "Wha-how-how did you know I was here?!"
"Azerith, when one's aura collides with someone else's, it kinda makes the other person feel like there's someone behind them; that and the fact that I knew you were following me." Azerith stood there gapping. "I saw this place over the balcony and wanted to see it close up; isn't it pretty Azerith?"
"Uh, yeah, it's pretty..." ~I guess it is...I'm not really one for sights like this...seems too romantic here...~
The moon shone down on the garden and made the river look as if it were liquid silver. Nimrodel all of a sudden, to her surprise, had a thought then. ~I will always remember this, no matter what...~ Azerith, on the other hand, was thinking something comepletely different. ~Ohhhh, liquid mercury...wonder what sort of destructive device i could make from that...~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Two Days Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Good-bye Elrond, and thank-you for everything!"
Aragorn, Legolas, Nimrodel, and Azerith were riding west, towards the Shire, for the party that was practically garunteed to be interesting (the invitation had a letter with it; it said that the Shire was excited about the party because of the party when Bilbo was 111).
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I think this is another cliff-hanger...probably not, but I'm still proud of myself for finishing the fourth chapter of my going-to-be-extremely-long story. Once again: please read and review, and don't try to insult me...that's not right; people shouldn't insult people who know more than them (I know my friends wouldn't insult me...oh well). If you are going to critisize it, may it be what others call CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! Until I put up another chapter, that's all, good-bye, and thank-you for reading my story...and I mean it, THANK-YOU!!!!!