*Hey! Oh, and from now on I will be giving shout outs to whomever reviews!
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*Also, does anyone know of a good publisher for a book for teenage girls? It's in the fantasy genre, and really good. If you do, email me with the name and other info, like address and email, if you have it. Thanks!
*Daw the Minstrel: I just couldn't resist. I like Elrond, but I suspect that he never really had much luck with girls until Celebrian came along. I always thought Glorfindel was more of a ladies' elf. And Elrond doesn't hear, thank goodness. However, once the twins are through, there won't be an elf in Middle-Earth who doesn't know about Legolas and Deidre. I'm glad the twins aren't my brothers, either. My own little brother is enough of a handful, trust me. And yes, that little bit of Galadriel/Celeborn fluff was rather sweet. I just couldn't resist.
*blue jeans baby: Glad you like it!
*Threthiel M. Belowen: Thanks. Here's a little secret: I'm making this up as I go, because I don't have more than a vague idea about what's going to happen during the War of the Ring, since most of the real action takes place afterwards.
*Treehugger: Yes, Elrond was rejected. Quite a few times, but he always got over it after a few weeks. Legolas does keep a journal, but he writes it in code, so don't worry about that. And you'll see that you were right about the hobbits when you read this chapter. Deidre does have a tendency to run away, but the one in the garden was just a taste compared to what happens one night in Minas Tirith..Galadriel did faint, but good thing she had Celeborn to give her mouth-to-mouth. Okay, what he actually did was panic and ran to get a healer, who promptly fell over from laughing once Celeborn explained the whole thing. Sorry to disappoint you, though, but when it comes to romance, Deidre can be quite stubborn about admitting whether she likes someone or not.
*AngelGurl: Yeah. But everything turns right in a few chapters, don't worry.
*Anodien: If I told you, I'd ruin half the plot. But everything's all right in the end. Legolas only has three or four more chapters of angst to go before he finds out, though. So be patient!
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The Fellowship was camped near the mountains, and had decided to take a rest for the night. As usual, Aragorn and Gandalf were smoking their pipes, Legolas and Gimli were arguing, Boromir was quiet, and the hobbits were talking. However, that night the hobbits' conversation took a unique turn: maidens.
"Aww, c'mon, Sam, admit it," Pippin said, nudging his friend in the side. "You like Rosie Cotton, pure and simple."
"Maybe I do, but it's not nearly as much as you like Diamond of Long Cleeve," Sam replied.
Pippin blushed. "We're just friends."
"Yeah, right," the other three chorused.
"What are you talking about this time?" Aragorn asked, trying not to laugh.
"Girls, of course," Merry said simply. "I'm surprised you're not joining our conversation, Strider."
"And why would I do that?"
"Because you've got a maiden you left back home, as well."
"And who told you that?" Aragorn raised his eyebrows.
"Two Elves by the names of Elladan and Elrohir," Frodo interjected. "Lord Elrond's sons. Really nice, told us a lot of things we didn't know about you."
"Like what?"
"Like you accidentally shot yourself in the foot with an arrow or how you tried to breathe underwater like a fish," Merry said, grinning. "And how you're in love with their sister."
Legolas bust out laughing at the horrified/frustrated look on Aragorn's face. "And just when did they tell you this?" Legolas asked.
"The day before we left Rivendell," Frodo answered. "Oh, and you should join the conversation as well as Aragorn. Elladan and Elrohir told us that you're in love with Lord Elrond's niece! And that when you told her that you loved her, she dashed out of the place like she was going to throw up!"
Legolas's face turned ashy gray. "You don't think the twins could've seen it?" he asked Aragorn in Elvish.
"They couldn't've seen anything. They were trying to boobytrap Deidre's saddle when the potion they were making blew up in their faces. It swelled their eyes shut until morning, and they were in the healing rooms all night. I know, because I heard the healer on watch duty telling them off," Aragorn replied. "But they could've heard us arguing about it. I mean, they were all right by then, and we were arguing rather loudly."
"Oh, Elbereth," Legolas said, putting his head in his hands. "All of Imladris must know by now. Hopefully Deidre doesn't know that got out, otherwise, next time I see her again, she'll kill me!"
******
"The Fellowship will be arriving in Caras Galadhon soon, Deidre. I would like you to help me greet them," Galadriel asked her granddaughter.
"No."
"And why is that? Because Legolas will be there? Running and hiding only work for so long, nin meril. You'll have to face him some time. And why not soon?"
"Because I haven't made up my mind yet! Every time I try to sort things out, I get so frustrated I can't!"
"Maybe seeing him will help."
"Help make me more confused, maybe. It's like my mind is split in two, one side is saying 'give in, you love him,' and the other is saying 'no I don't, I'll never fall in love'. And neither side wins the argument."
"Look, at least come to greet them with me and your grandfather. You don't have to say anything, just stand there."
"If all I'm going to do is stand there, why bother?"
"Deidre," Galadriel said in a warning tone that made it clear that she was getting tired of the argument.
"Fine, fine, give me five minutes, okay? I'll meet you and Grandfather there."
"Thank you," Galadriel said, leaving. Once she left, Deidre changed into a gray-blue dress, which made her look rather imposing and untouchable, the exact aura that she wished to convey. If Legolas tried anything, he'd be met with such ice that he'd get frostbite.
*********
Legolas was depressed. Gandalf was dead, Boromir was acting out of his head, and Deidre was avoiding him. Every time he had tried to seek her out, she had disappeared or ignored him. And yet, every stolen glance, every flash of flame-red hair made his heart do cartwheels. Was this what love was like? Torment and euphoria at the same time? Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. He'd never been in love before. But now was not the time for such thoughts. The fellowship was leaving in the morning, and he had no idea when he would see her again.
The next morning, he saw her by the riverbank, standing in the group of maidens that attended Galadriel as the gifts were presented. But if she noticed his presence, she gave no sign. Once, their eyes met for a moment, and he looked at her, a rose among wildflowers, so elegant and untouchable, but then she turned her gaze away.
As the boats headed downstream, he cast a final glance back toward Lorien. Everyone had left but her. She looked at him and gave a small smile, then turned down the path. He took heart in the smile; maybe she was saying sorry for avoiding him. But she never apologized to anyone.
Oh, well, he thought. Who knows when he would see her again. Maybe by then she would've decided, but until then, all he could do was wait and keep focused on the task at hand: destroying the one ring.
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Next chapter won't be up for a while because I'm going off to camp for two weeks. Sorry!
Next: Helm's Deep: Haldir didn't lead the Elvish forces alone. (Short chappie)
*Also, does anyone know of a good publisher for a book for teenage girls? It's in the fantasy genre, and really good. If you do, email me with the name and other info, like address and email, if you have it. Thanks!
*Daw the Minstrel: I just couldn't resist. I like Elrond, but I suspect that he never really had much luck with girls until Celebrian came along. I always thought Glorfindel was more of a ladies' elf. And Elrond doesn't hear, thank goodness. However, once the twins are through, there won't be an elf in Middle-Earth who doesn't know about Legolas and Deidre. I'm glad the twins aren't my brothers, either. My own little brother is enough of a handful, trust me. And yes, that little bit of Galadriel/Celeborn fluff was rather sweet. I just couldn't resist.
*blue jeans baby: Glad you like it!
*Threthiel M. Belowen: Thanks. Here's a little secret: I'm making this up as I go, because I don't have more than a vague idea about what's going to happen during the War of the Ring, since most of the real action takes place afterwards.
*Treehugger: Yes, Elrond was rejected. Quite a few times, but he always got over it after a few weeks. Legolas does keep a journal, but he writes it in code, so don't worry about that. And you'll see that you were right about the hobbits when you read this chapter. Deidre does have a tendency to run away, but the one in the garden was just a taste compared to what happens one night in Minas Tirith..Galadriel did faint, but good thing she had Celeborn to give her mouth-to-mouth. Okay, what he actually did was panic and ran to get a healer, who promptly fell over from laughing once Celeborn explained the whole thing. Sorry to disappoint you, though, but when it comes to romance, Deidre can be quite stubborn about admitting whether she likes someone or not.
*AngelGurl: Yeah. But everything turns right in a few chapters, don't worry.
*Anodien: If I told you, I'd ruin half the plot. But everything's all right in the end. Legolas only has three or four more chapters of angst to go before he finds out, though. So be patient!
******
The Fellowship was camped near the mountains, and had decided to take a rest for the night. As usual, Aragorn and Gandalf were smoking their pipes, Legolas and Gimli were arguing, Boromir was quiet, and the hobbits were talking. However, that night the hobbits' conversation took a unique turn: maidens.
"Aww, c'mon, Sam, admit it," Pippin said, nudging his friend in the side. "You like Rosie Cotton, pure and simple."
"Maybe I do, but it's not nearly as much as you like Diamond of Long Cleeve," Sam replied.
Pippin blushed. "We're just friends."
"Yeah, right," the other three chorused.
"What are you talking about this time?" Aragorn asked, trying not to laugh.
"Girls, of course," Merry said simply. "I'm surprised you're not joining our conversation, Strider."
"And why would I do that?"
"Because you've got a maiden you left back home, as well."
"And who told you that?" Aragorn raised his eyebrows.
"Two Elves by the names of Elladan and Elrohir," Frodo interjected. "Lord Elrond's sons. Really nice, told us a lot of things we didn't know about you."
"Like what?"
"Like you accidentally shot yourself in the foot with an arrow or how you tried to breathe underwater like a fish," Merry said, grinning. "And how you're in love with their sister."
Legolas bust out laughing at the horrified/frustrated look on Aragorn's face. "And just when did they tell you this?" Legolas asked.
"The day before we left Rivendell," Frodo answered. "Oh, and you should join the conversation as well as Aragorn. Elladan and Elrohir told us that you're in love with Lord Elrond's niece! And that when you told her that you loved her, she dashed out of the place like she was going to throw up!"
Legolas's face turned ashy gray. "You don't think the twins could've seen it?" he asked Aragorn in Elvish.
"They couldn't've seen anything. They were trying to boobytrap Deidre's saddle when the potion they were making blew up in their faces. It swelled their eyes shut until morning, and they were in the healing rooms all night. I know, because I heard the healer on watch duty telling them off," Aragorn replied. "But they could've heard us arguing about it. I mean, they were all right by then, and we were arguing rather loudly."
"Oh, Elbereth," Legolas said, putting his head in his hands. "All of Imladris must know by now. Hopefully Deidre doesn't know that got out, otherwise, next time I see her again, she'll kill me!"
******
"The Fellowship will be arriving in Caras Galadhon soon, Deidre. I would like you to help me greet them," Galadriel asked her granddaughter.
"No."
"And why is that? Because Legolas will be there? Running and hiding only work for so long, nin meril. You'll have to face him some time. And why not soon?"
"Because I haven't made up my mind yet! Every time I try to sort things out, I get so frustrated I can't!"
"Maybe seeing him will help."
"Help make me more confused, maybe. It's like my mind is split in two, one side is saying 'give in, you love him,' and the other is saying 'no I don't, I'll never fall in love'. And neither side wins the argument."
"Look, at least come to greet them with me and your grandfather. You don't have to say anything, just stand there."
"If all I'm going to do is stand there, why bother?"
"Deidre," Galadriel said in a warning tone that made it clear that she was getting tired of the argument.
"Fine, fine, give me five minutes, okay? I'll meet you and Grandfather there."
"Thank you," Galadriel said, leaving. Once she left, Deidre changed into a gray-blue dress, which made her look rather imposing and untouchable, the exact aura that she wished to convey. If Legolas tried anything, he'd be met with such ice that he'd get frostbite.
*********
Legolas was depressed. Gandalf was dead, Boromir was acting out of his head, and Deidre was avoiding him. Every time he had tried to seek her out, she had disappeared or ignored him. And yet, every stolen glance, every flash of flame-red hair made his heart do cartwheels. Was this what love was like? Torment and euphoria at the same time? Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. He'd never been in love before. But now was not the time for such thoughts. The fellowship was leaving in the morning, and he had no idea when he would see her again.
The next morning, he saw her by the riverbank, standing in the group of maidens that attended Galadriel as the gifts were presented. But if she noticed his presence, she gave no sign. Once, their eyes met for a moment, and he looked at her, a rose among wildflowers, so elegant and untouchable, but then she turned her gaze away.
As the boats headed downstream, he cast a final glance back toward Lorien. Everyone had left but her. She looked at him and gave a small smile, then turned down the path. He took heart in the smile; maybe she was saying sorry for avoiding him. But she never apologized to anyone.
Oh, well, he thought. Who knows when he would see her again. Maybe by then she would've decided, but until then, all he could do was wait and keep focused on the task at hand: destroying the one ring.
********
Next chapter won't be up for a while because I'm going off to camp for two weeks. Sorry!
Next: Helm's Deep: Haldir didn't lead the Elvish forces alone. (Short chappie)