Author's Note: SO sorry if you have been waiting for this chapter. With
school (I'm in grade 12), sports (volleyball and basketball), and a whole
whack-load of other extra-curricular interests, I've been kept up to my
eyebrows in work. I know this chapter is short, but because of the long
weekend, hopefully I'll be able to get the next chapter out sooner than
this one! Once again, if you've been waiting, so sorry it took so long for
such a short little chapter. Hopefully, it'll keep you coming back for the
next chapter. Enjoy!
I've revised this chapter because I found the version that I wrote in class, which is slightly different from the one I had on my computer. I sort of put the two together, sorry for the ones that have read it already, but it's really not that much different!
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Chapter 8
Legolas woke up as the sun's light touched his face. He moved his head upward slightly and smiled at Joey, who was still sleeping, her head resting on his chest. He tightened the arm he had around her, as if making sure this was real. Joey stirred and opened her eyes. She lifted her head and looked at Legolas as he smiled.
"Good morning," Legolas said as he planted a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning," Joey said, putting her head back on his chest. "Do we have to get up?" she asked, unwilling to move. "I wish we didn't," Legolas said with a laugh. "Unfortunately, people might get worried!" With a laugh, Joey got up and dragged Legolas up as well. He kissed her softly, holding her body close to his. "After you're ready, we'll go down for some breakfast," Legolas said as he put his leggings and tunic back on. "I'm going back to my room to change. I'll come get you afterwards." After Joey nodded, Legolas smiled and kissed her again. "By the Valar, you're beautiful," he said as he fingered her hair, causing Joey to blush. "I'll see you soon."
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Elrond smiled as he looked up to see Legolas and Joey walking into the dining hall, hand in hand. The two bowed their heads at the half-elven lord as he gestured them to sit down. Elrond turned to look over at Glorfindel, who had also seen the pair, to see what his reaction was, but Glorfindel was seemingly staring at nothing.
"I wonder which memory of Anna he is recalling now," Elrond thought to himself with a smile before returning to his meal. He looked over at his two sons and smiled sadly. Looking at them made him remember their mother, his wife, the love he had lost, so long ago. He snapped back to attention as he noticed Joey had gotten up to take her leave and was shocked to see that Glorfindel had left without his knowledge. He nodded his head towards Joey and inwardly chuckled as he saw Legolas watching the retreating back of the part-elven woman. "Something has happened indeed, between these two."
Joey walked into the forest, wanting to be one with nature again. How she loved this place and knew its paths, though she hadn't spent much time here at all. She sat down in the grass and looked up at the trees. She willed herself to hear what they had to say, but failed to hear anything but the soft rustle of the leaves moved by a breeze. A soft noise that sounded like someone clearing their throat caught her attention. She looked over to see Glorfindel standing a few feet away and smiled as she gestured for him to sit down. Glorfindel closed the small gap between them and sat down next to her and the two were content to be in each other's company for now, enjoying the sound of the rustling leaves. Glorfindel cleared his throat again and looked over at his granddaughter, though she did not look over at him.
"Do you love him?" Glorfindel asked simply, breaking the silence between them. Joey continued to stare at the trees, but she answered in a soft voice, giving a small smile at the same time. "Aye, Glorfindel, I do," Joey said, as she finally turned over to look at him after her statement. "I feel as if I have loved him always and perhaps I have, before I even met him." Glorfindel nodded, for he knew the answer before she had even said it. So much like her grandmother Joey was, making Glorfindel's mind wander back into the past. The two sat in silence again, both lost in some memory stored carefully in their heads, but were snapped out of it by a voice that called out to them. "Come back to the palace, my friends," the voice said in Quenya. The voice's owner was nowhere to be seen, for the voice was in both their minds. "I am here, and there is much to be done today. Come." "Galadriel," Joey whispered as she recognized the voice. Without another word, the two tall, slender beings jumped up and ran, a mixture of white- blond and jet-black hair streaming behind them as the wind carried their feet back to the palace.
I've revised this chapter because I found the version that I wrote in class, which is slightly different from the one I had on my computer. I sort of put the two together, sorry for the ones that have read it already, but it's really not that much different!
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Chapter 8
Legolas woke up as the sun's light touched his face. He moved his head upward slightly and smiled at Joey, who was still sleeping, her head resting on his chest. He tightened the arm he had around her, as if making sure this was real. Joey stirred and opened her eyes. She lifted her head and looked at Legolas as he smiled.
"Good morning," Legolas said as he planted a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning," Joey said, putting her head back on his chest. "Do we have to get up?" she asked, unwilling to move. "I wish we didn't," Legolas said with a laugh. "Unfortunately, people might get worried!" With a laugh, Joey got up and dragged Legolas up as well. He kissed her softly, holding her body close to his. "After you're ready, we'll go down for some breakfast," Legolas said as he put his leggings and tunic back on. "I'm going back to my room to change. I'll come get you afterwards." After Joey nodded, Legolas smiled and kissed her again. "By the Valar, you're beautiful," he said as he fingered her hair, causing Joey to blush. "I'll see you soon."
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Elrond smiled as he looked up to see Legolas and Joey walking into the dining hall, hand in hand. The two bowed their heads at the half-elven lord as he gestured them to sit down. Elrond turned to look over at Glorfindel, who had also seen the pair, to see what his reaction was, but Glorfindel was seemingly staring at nothing.
"I wonder which memory of Anna he is recalling now," Elrond thought to himself with a smile before returning to his meal. He looked over at his two sons and smiled sadly. Looking at them made him remember their mother, his wife, the love he had lost, so long ago. He snapped back to attention as he noticed Joey had gotten up to take her leave and was shocked to see that Glorfindel had left without his knowledge. He nodded his head towards Joey and inwardly chuckled as he saw Legolas watching the retreating back of the part-elven woman. "Something has happened indeed, between these two."
Joey walked into the forest, wanting to be one with nature again. How she loved this place and knew its paths, though she hadn't spent much time here at all. She sat down in the grass and looked up at the trees. She willed herself to hear what they had to say, but failed to hear anything but the soft rustle of the leaves moved by a breeze. A soft noise that sounded like someone clearing their throat caught her attention. She looked over to see Glorfindel standing a few feet away and smiled as she gestured for him to sit down. Glorfindel closed the small gap between them and sat down next to her and the two were content to be in each other's company for now, enjoying the sound of the rustling leaves. Glorfindel cleared his throat again and looked over at his granddaughter, though she did not look over at him.
"Do you love him?" Glorfindel asked simply, breaking the silence between them. Joey continued to stare at the trees, but she answered in a soft voice, giving a small smile at the same time. "Aye, Glorfindel, I do," Joey said, as she finally turned over to look at him after her statement. "I feel as if I have loved him always and perhaps I have, before I even met him." Glorfindel nodded, for he knew the answer before she had even said it. So much like her grandmother Joey was, making Glorfindel's mind wander back into the past. The two sat in silence again, both lost in some memory stored carefully in their heads, but were snapped out of it by a voice that called out to them. "Come back to the palace, my friends," the voice said in Quenya. The voice's owner was nowhere to be seen, for the voice was in both their minds. "I am here, and there is much to be done today. Come." "Galadriel," Joey whispered as she recognized the voice. Without another word, the two tall, slender beings jumped up and ran, a mixture of white- blond and jet-black hair streaming behind them as the wind carried their feet back to the palace.