Chapter 7
Breakfast, Galadriel, and Luthien
Disclaimer: If it looks like it ain't mine it probably isn't. I own something now!!!!!! Culfiniel (next chapter) is my creation you can borrow her if you want to but you gotta ask me!
A/N: Hey guys love ya'll, REMEMBER TO REVIEW (you guys do a great job of this:), also read Dusk before Dawn by Silindro. She writes really good stuff and this is a great story. Also I do not believe that elves stomachs' growl but for the sake of my story they do.
Y empezo
--~~*~~-- The next morning.
Artanis and Celeborn sat in the uppermost branches of the large tree in the middle of the grove that they had gone to on the night they had met. The elves had decided to meet there to watch the sunrise and have a picnic breakfast.
They sat in silence while the sun bathed the world in brilliant shades of red and gold as it began its journey across the sky.
"It is beautiful is it not?" Artanis sighed as she gazed contentedly upon the brilliant golden orb that was slowly turning the night into day.
"Yes my lady, as are all things that resemble you." Celeborn replied with a absentminded smile.
"And how does anar resemble me?" Artanis asked him.
"It is warm and bright and beautiful, like you."
"Like me? How would you know?" Artanis asked, not expecting an answer, but she got one.
"I don't know, but I believe you are not as the others say." He answered.
"And what do the others say?" Artanis shot back as if she had done it a thousand time. "That I am cold and cruel? That I steal hearts and return them broken? That I am arrogant?" Celeborn voiced no reply. "Why do you not tell me?" She spat venomously.
"I do not believe in confirming what you already know to be true." Celeborn replied coolly. It annoyed Artanis that he could be so calm. Maybe that's why she had started the pranks.
When he had not fallen head over heels for her as every other male had, she had become angry with him. Perhaps she was arrogant. She had subconsciously wanted him out of all the others she had ever met, yet it had appeared to her that he hardly had any interest in her. He hadn't flattered her or fallen drooling at her feet like an overgrown dog, nor had he enslaved himself to her; obeying her every command. She had become angry and endeavored to make him lose that cool, calm, collectiveness that he possessed. Somehow it had given her a sort of vicious pleasure to see him retaliate. By making him retaliate she had proven that even he was not immune from her.
No, that cool calm didn't annoy her, she loved it and wanted to have that too and, knowing that it wasn't in her nature, she had tried to break his sense of it to prove to herself that it didn't matter that much. She had been wrong, and then it hit her, he was meant to be with her. They had already, unknowingly, tested each other and they fit perfectly together.
She smiled at him as the morning glow of the sun basked upon her face.
"Celeborn?"
"Yes Artanis?"
"Remember how last night you called me Galadriel?"
Celeborn gulped and his stomach twisted into a knot. He had hoped that she hadn't noticed. He had had no right to name her as he was neither her husband nor a relative.
"Yes, I am sorry I had not the right." He ducked his head to look at his boots.
"No, don't apologize. Why did you call me by that name?" She turned to look at him and saw the sun shining upon silver hair and eyes focused in the distance of time. He was truly beautiful to her.
"I made it up when we first met, as I thought that it suited you well."
"It is the most beautiful of all my names and I would be proud to bear it with your permission."
Celeborn looked up in surprise. "You would bear the name that I gave to you?"
"With the greatest of pride," Galadriel said as she gazed into his eyes. "From now until eternity I shall be known as Galadriel." She smiled at him and for some reason unknown to her a light pink blush started to spread across her delicate cheekbones.
"And what will they think when they learn that you have taken the name that I have given you?"
"I care not what they think."
"The same hold true for me," Celeborn stated. Suddenly their lips met and neither knew how it had happened and neither really cared, It just felt right. Suddenly the kiss was punctuated by the growling of Galadriel's stomach. The two elves broke apart laughing, both blushing madly.
"It appears that the stomach of the Lady Galadriel does not hold with romance." Celeborn joked as he boldly poked Galadriel's stomach with a finger, sending her into a fit of giggles. "Ah ticklish are we?" He asked as he continued to poke her until she gasped for breath between fits of laughter.
"Celeborn stop or I shall fall from the tree!" Galadriel gasped as he poked her again in the ribs.
"An elf falling from a tree? Nonsense!" Laughed Celeborn as he continued to torture her.
"No I do not believe. that it has. ever. happened." Galadriel gasped as she was overcome with another fit of laughter, "but they have been known to be pushed out of them!" Celeborn realized his predicament a little to late as she gave him a gentle shove on the chest, causing him to tumble out of the tree and land on his rear.
"Oh! I an gravely wounded!" he mocked as he clutched at his chest and pretended to die dramatically, doing a poor job as he was unaccustomed to death, being an elf. Galadriel laughed and leapt down from the tree gracefully. She ran over to the fallen Celeborn where she placed her hand above his heart. "Oh, my Lord is dead! Whatever shall I do!" she cried, playing along.
"You should get him breakfast!" Celeborn shouted as he sat up quickly, accidentally knocking Artanis over, who quickly scrambled to her feet and held out her hand which he grabbed and used to hoist himself to his feet.
The two elves seated themselves next to the basket containing lembas wafers, fruit, and cheese and began to eat. When they were done they packed up the picnic basket and made plans to keep anyone from knowing that they were courting. Little did they know that there was a spy in their midst.
Seated in a large clump of bushes was Luthien, daughter of Thingol and Melian. If one looked at the bush at just the right angle it was quite probable that they would be able to discern a pair of brown eyes from the shrubbery. Luthien had been passing when she had heard laughter. Curious, she had poked her head into the grove and was shocked to see the Lady Artanis and her Celeborn kissing instead of doing what they normally did which was to try to kill one another.
The sixteen year old Luthien had decided that she couldn't miss this and had snuck into the bushes to observe the odd behavior of her cousin when under the influence of the Lady. She found it rather amusing and, by the time Artanis, whom she had learned was now Galadriel, and Celeborn left she had learned that they were definatley in love.
The best part was that they intended to go on pretending that they hated each other and had made in depth plans as to how to keep people from finding out about their courtship. Luthien snickered, by morning she would make sure that everyone in the palace know that Galadriel and Celeborn were in love. Maybe she would add some of her own ideas too. This was going to be fun! As much as Luthien loved her cousin she couldn't wait to see his face when he found out everyone knew.
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O môr henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el síla
Ai! Aníron Gil-galad
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Breakfast, Galadriel, and Luthien
Disclaimer: If it looks like it ain't mine it probably isn't. I own something now!!!!!! Culfiniel (next chapter) is my creation you can borrow her if you want to but you gotta ask me!
A/N: Hey guys love ya'll, REMEMBER TO REVIEW (you guys do a great job of this:), also read Dusk before Dawn by Silindro. She writes really good stuff and this is a great story. Also I do not believe that elves stomachs' growl but for the sake of my story they do.
Y empezo
--~~*~~-- The next morning.
Artanis and Celeborn sat in the uppermost branches of the large tree in the middle of the grove that they had gone to on the night they had met. The elves had decided to meet there to watch the sunrise and have a picnic breakfast.
They sat in silence while the sun bathed the world in brilliant shades of red and gold as it began its journey across the sky.
"It is beautiful is it not?" Artanis sighed as she gazed contentedly upon the brilliant golden orb that was slowly turning the night into day.
"Yes my lady, as are all things that resemble you." Celeborn replied with a absentminded smile.
"And how does anar resemble me?" Artanis asked him.
"It is warm and bright and beautiful, like you."
"Like me? How would you know?" Artanis asked, not expecting an answer, but she got one.
"I don't know, but I believe you are not as the others say." He answered.
"And what do the others say?" Artanis shot back as if she had done it a thousand time. "That I am cold and cruel? That I steal hearts and return them broken? That I am arrogant?" Celeborn voiced no reply. "Why do you not tell me?" She spat venomously.
"I do not believe in confirming what you already know to be true." Celeborn replied coolly. It annoyed Artanis that he could be so calm. Maybe that's why she had started the pranks.
When he had not fallen head over heels for her as every other male had, she had become angry with him. Perhaps she was arrogant. She had subconsciously wanted him out of all the others she had ever met, yet it had appeared to her that he hardly had any interest in her. He hadn't flattered her or fallen drooling at her feet like an overgrown dog, nor had he enslaved himself to her; obeying her every command. She had become angry and endeavored to make him lose that cool, calm, collectiveness that he possessed. Somehow it had given her a sort of vicious pleasure to see him retaliate. By making him retaliate she had proven that even he was not immune from her.
No, that cool calm didn't annoy her, she loved it and wanted to have that too and, knowing that it wasn't in her nature, she had tried to break his sense of it to prove to herself that it didn't matter that much. She had been wrong, and then it hit her, he was meant to be with her. They had already, unknowingly, tested each other and they fit perfectly together.
She smiled at him as the morning glow of the sun basked upon her face.
"Celeborn?"
"Yes Artanis?"
"Remember how last night you called me Galadriel?"
Celeborn gulped and his stomach twisted into a knot. He had hoped that she hadn't noticed. He had had no right to name her as he was neither her husband nor a relative.
"Yes, I am sorry I had not the right." He ducked his head to look at his boots.
"No, don't apologize. Why did you call me by that name?" She turned to look at him and saw the sun shining upon silver hair and eyes focused in the distance of time. He was truly beautiful to her.
"I made it up when we first met, as I thought that it suited you well."
"It is the most beautiful of all my names and I would be proud to bear it with your permission."
Celeborn looked up in surprise. "You would bear the name that I gave to you?"
"With the greatest of pride," Galadriel said as she gazed into his eyes. "From now until eternity I shall be known as Galadriel." She smiled at him and for some reason unknown to her a light pink blush started to spread across her delicate cheekbones.
"And what will they think when they learn that you have taken the name that I have given you?"
"I care not what they think."
"The same hold true for me," Celeborn stated. Suddenly their lips met and neither knew how it had happened and neither really cared, It just felt right. Suddenly the kiss was punctuated by the growling of Galadriel's stomach. The two elves broke apart laughing, both blushing madly.
"It appears that the stomach of the Lady Galadriel does not hold with romance." Celeborn joked as he boldly poked Galadriel's stomach with a finger, sending her into a fit of giggles. "Ah ticklish are we?" He asked as he continued to poke her until she gasped for breath between fits of laughter.
"Celeborn stop or I shall fall from the tree!" Galadriel gasped as he poked her again in the ribs.
"An elf falling from a tree? Nonsense!" Laughed Celeborn as he continued to torture her.
"No I do not believe. that it has. ever. happened." Galadriel gasped as she was overcome with another fit of laughter, "but they have been known to be pushed out of them!" Celeborn realized his predicament a little to late as she gave him a gentle shove on the chest, causing him to tumble out of the tree and land on his rear.
"Oh! I an gravely wounded!" he mocked as he clutched at his chest and pretended to die dramatically, doing a poor job as he was unaccustomed to death, being an elf. Galadriel laughed and leapt down from the tree gracefully. She ran over to the fallen Celeborn where she placed her hand above his heart. "Oh, my Lord is dead! Whatever shall I do!" she cried, playing along.
"You should get him breakfast!" Celeborn shouted as he sat up quickly, accidentally knocking Artanis over, who quickly scrambled to her feet and held out her hand which he grabbed and used to hoist himself to his feet.
The two elves seated themselves next to the basket containing lembas wafers, fruit, and cheese and began to eat. When they were done they packed up the picnic basket and made plans to keep anyone from knowing that they were courting. Little did they know that there was a spy in their midst.
Seated in a large clump of bushes was Luthien, daughter of Thingol and Melian. If one looked at the bush at just the right angle it was quite probable that they would be able to discern a pair of brown eyes from the shrubbery. Luthien had been passing when she had heard laughter. Curious, she had poked her head into the grove and was shocked to see the Lady Artanis and her Celeborn kissing instead of doing what they normally did which was to try to kill one another.
The sixteen year old Luthien had decided that she couldn't miss this and had snuck into the bushes to observe the odd behavior of her cousin when under the influence of the Lady. She found it rather amusing and, by the time Artanis, whom she had learned was now Galadriel, and Celeborn left she had learned that they were definatley in love.
The best part was that they intended to go on pretending that they hated each other and had made in depth plans as to how to keep people from finding out about their courtship. Luthien snickered, by morning she would make sure that everyone in the palace know that Galadriel and Celeborn were in love. Maybe she would add some of her own ideas too. This was going to be fun! As much as Luthien loved her cousin she couldn't wait to see his face when he found out everyone knew.
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O môr henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el síla
Ai! Aníron Gil-galad
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