Mistaken: Chapter Two

"Hi Legolas!" shouted Laidúlin over the crowd of elves that passed. "Oh no" Legolas muttered. "What do you want?" "Nothing I just thought I'd say hello. What is that an evil thing to do now?" "No, look I'm busy ok? I am not in the mood for any of your smart comments today, sorry." Legolas began to walk away. "Wait! I have not said anything to you! What have I done wrong?" Laidúlin asked. "What, loose your memory of the last few years? Laidúlin, just leave." With that, Legolas walked away. Laidúlin knew that she had made some comments to Legolas over the years but she didn't think he took it seriously. "I should say sorry. Please Legolas wait!" she shouted after him but her cry fell on deaf ears. She ran after him. "Will you just go away." "Legolas I'm sorry I really am. I didn't realise you would take me seriously." She tucked a strand of her long blond hair behind her ear. "How many times have I got to tell you? Leave!" Legolas pushed passed Laidúlin. Laidúlin fell over as he went passed. "Hey! How dare you push me!" she shouted after him, but it was no use he was gone.
She walked back towards her room muttering about Legolas under her breath. She rejoined the crowd of elves that were walking around and then turned left to her room. She fell backwards onto her bed and sighed. "How immature can you get? Really. Nobody takes me seriously! Not at home. Why should he? And, I apologised twice. If that's the way he wants to behave then fine." She found herself feeling restless and didn't know what to do. "Hello Laidúlin, can I come in?" It was Arwen. "Of course you can." " Just stopped by to tell you that dinner is being served in the hall at 8, plus, some music and dancing too." "Okay, thanks Arwen, see you later!" she replied.
Laidúlin had just returned to the table after dancing with one of her cousins. She felt exhausted. Galadriel was talking with her mother. She looked around to see if Legolas was there, surely enough he was sitting 3 tables away with his Father. She walked over. "Legolas, I'm sorry for bothering you again but, please you have understand that I really am sorry. I didn't mean it." "Amin feuya ten' lle! (You disgust me) Do you not understand? I do not care what you say. Now for the last and final time, leave!" he hissed. Laidúlin was a bit shocked; she stood up and walked away. " Laidúlin!" it was her mother. "A word please." She sounded upset. "Legolas wouldn't have told her would he" she thought to herself. She followed her mother out into the gardens. "Laidúlin, I have some bad news. It's about your father." She said solemnly "What is he not going to be coming tomorrow, were they delayed?" she asked. "The second group, well, there was an attack. Orcs. Many of them, our people were unprepared. Many fought, but very few lived. Laidúlin, I'm sorry, your father is dead." "W- what, No! Mother, Ada! He cannot be dead. Don't say things like that." Tears streamed down her face. "Laidúlin, don't." "No!" she ran towards the trees. "Laidúlin, wait! Come back!" but it was too late, she was already out of site.

Now, the wheels are turning. People please R&R. PLEASE!