Purple sky II: Life as it spins

By Angelic Elf

Disclaimer: Same as part one.

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Chapter 8: In the garden of the rose         3rd of march 1447

I left Legolas to get changed for the feast. Themis was sitting on my bed, awaiting me with a beautiful red dress lying on my bed. "Themis!" I shouted as I ran in and embraced my friend.

"Ah, milady. It is good to see that you have returned!"  She said

"And it is good to see you again my friend. How have you been?"

"Well enough. I cannot complain. And yourself?"

"Well enough." I said giggling, it was good to chat with her again. "What have you there?" I asked.

"Oh, I picked something out for you to wear to the feast. I hope that you do not mind."

"No not at all. Its gorgeous!" I said, picking the dress up and examining it. It had long bell sleaves that parted down the centre, a red lace overlay with a lighter shade of red silk underneath. It also had a gold trim and laces u at the back. "Thank you!" I said.

"Well, your bath awaits you Milady. Wash up and then I shall fix your hair and dress up for you."

"Thanks again Themis, you are so good to me." I said, running to find my bath. I undressed and slipped into the warm soapy water. I couldn't wait to try on the dress, but I wanted to take advantage of having a proper wash. I scrubbed away at sat there, listening to the birds outside my window. It had been a long while since I had taken in the simple pleasures of the song of the bird. I whistled along with it, closing my eyes and relaxing. I suddenly sat up. "Blythe! Blythe are you out yet?" came Themis' voice.

"What is it?" I called back.

"You are going to be late, you have been in there nearly half an hour!"

"Bugger!" I muttered to myself, flying from the tub, drying off and then racing into my room, tying my towel around my torso. "Sorry."

"Quick now, it starts soon and I still have to do your hair!" Themis said, shoving me onto the dressers seat. She twisted my hair back elegantly, with small pieces falling around my face. Then I jumped up, slipped my underwear and dress on, put on my shoes just as a knock was heard at the door.

"Who is it?" Themis asked.

"It is I Legolas, I have come to escort Lady Blythe to the feast." Legolas said from behind the door. I smiled to Themis, opened the door and joined him on the other side of the door.

"You look ravishing elamin." He said, taking my right hand and wrapping it around his left arm.

"Thank you, you look amazing." I replied. He was wearing a red tunic and black leggings. The tunic had ruby buttons and the leggings had ruby leaves embroidered on the sides.

"I try." He said laughing. I smiled and we walked down the hall to the stairs. When we got there, we walked down slowly, looking at the people below us who were applauding.

"Lady Blythe of Rivendell and Prince Legolas of Eryn Lasgaln." Said the announcer, standing at the bottom of the steps. I smiled graciously as I was lead to the table. Elrond stood waiting at his seat, beaming with joy as though it was his own child that was to be married. Elladan and Elrohir stood to his right in their assigned seats. Arwen and Aragorn stood on Elrond's left. I took a seat next to Arwen who was on the other side of Aragorn.

"My cousin, you look beautiful, as Luthien herself." Arwen said, smiling at me. I smiled back.

"Thanks Arwen, but I have to say, the compliments must go to Themis. She made this possible."

"I shall make a note to tell her this." Arwen replied, turning to face Elrond who was still standing, and waiting for attention.

He stood proud and tall, above his kin and friends in the large hall. I glanced down the end of the table where he was waiting for the attention. There seated were Simlanas and Thranduil, wearing big smiles. I looked back to my uncle. The talking had stopped and he opened his mouth to speak.

"My friends, I have gathered you here for two reasons tonight. The first is to welcome back the fellowship of Ilfirin." He waited for the applause to stop, then continued. "The successfully completed their task without any serious loss, and defeated the rising evil in Mordor." He waited again for the applause to end. "The second item I have brought you here for is to celebrate the engagement of Prince Legolas of Eryn Lasgalen and my niece and wielder of Ilfrirn, Blythe, daughter of Simbelmyne." The crowd applauded once again, and my Uncle waited again for it to halt. "They shall wed this coming spring in the fair gardens of Eryn Lasgalen." The applauading went on and whence it had stopped, Elrond invited all to eat and drink their share as a merry elvish tune was played in the back ground. I ate and chatted with Legolas who sat beside me. We made jokes about the silliest things. I still felt guilty about Ulvacatar though. It was my job to defeat the evil, and obviously Elrond didn't want any alarm to be made about her. She may not even be near here, but I still kept on my guard and listened to my instincts.

The music struck a slow, beautiful and romantic tune. Legolas stood up and offered his hand. I looked at him questioning his motive. "Lle merna salk, melamin?" (Do you want to dance, my love?) I stood up, taking his hand and smiled.

"Of course I would." I replied. He led me to the dance floor and twirled me around, then graciously brought his left hand around my waist and held my right hand up in a waltz position. I placed my left hand on his shoulder and we rocked side to side. I rested my head on his shoulder as the band played. The singer was a very pretty elf with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a soft azure blue dress on sung with a soft but melodious voice.

(Aniron by Enya, but I have altered it. I do not own all of this song)

O mor henion I dhu              from darkness I understand the night

Ely siriar, el sila                   Dreams flow, a star shines

Ai! Aniron melmin                Ah! I desire my love

Tiro! El eria e mor                Look! A star rises out of the darkness

I `lir en el luitha `uren        The song of the star enchants my heart Ai! Aniron melamin              Ah! I desire my love

Oio naa elealla alasse'          Ever is thy sight a joy

Yallume lle tula                    At last you have come Ai! Lle el sila                  Ah! Your star shines Ai! Aniron melamin              Ah! I desire my love Ai! Aniron…                Ah! I desire

The song ended and I applauded the singer. I yawned loudly and decided it was time for bed. "Legolas, I am off to bed now. Quel du." I said. (Good night).

"Shall I tuck you in?" he asked, smirking.

"If you see fit, then of course." I said smiling back. He took my hand and led me to my room. We climbed the stairs and followed the dim lit hall. The whole way there I was humming the song that we had danced to. It was a beautiful song, even if I had only understood half of it.

"Did you like that song?" Legolas asked as we entered my room.

"it was beautiful. I loved it." I replied, walking behind my dressing screen and changing into my night gown.

"I am glad you did. It is a very appropriate song."

"For what?" I asked, walking out to Legolas who was sitting on my bed. He slipped his arms around my waist and stared into my eyes.

"Never mind my love. You are tired and need to rest. " he turned down my bed and I slipped in. Then he covered me up and kissed my forehead. "Quel kaima. Tenna' I'amrun." (Sleep well. Until the morning.) He said, walking from my dark room closing the door behind him. A smile stayed upon my lips as I fell asleep, the silver moonlight coming through my window lighting up my face.

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I woke up late the next morning to Arwen busily moving through my room. I sat up and stared at her through half open eyes. "Oh, I am sorry, did I wake you?" she asked.

"No. Umm, Arwen, what are you doing?" I asked her, tearing the covers off me and sliding out of bed.

"Looking for something for you to wear." She replied casually.

"Oh, right…what for?" I asked, again confused.

"Legolas and Aragorn wish to go on a picnic with yourself and I today. I wanted to find you something special." She said, still running around my room. I saw dresses littering the floor, shoes in the oddest places and jewellery placed in a line on the end of my bed. "Ah ha!" she said, pulling her head from the wardrobe, showing a delicate number. It was a pale blue slip with flowers embroidered over the waist of the dress. "Well, try it on!" she said like an exited teenager finding a must have at the mall.

"Ok." I said, taking the dress from her and changing behind the forest green dressing screen. I came out and let my arms fall to my side. The dress sat delicately on me, the sleaves gathering at my elbow and falling like water to my fingertips.

"Turn around, let me have a better look." She said. I obeyed her wish and twirled around on the spot a few times. "Perfect. Now, lets get your hair and jewellery figured out and we can go."

I sat down on the stool in front of my dressing table as Arwen played around with my hair until she came up with a desired style. It the end she brushed my hair out, put a mithril circlet on my head that had rosettes fashioned in it and pulled my hair around into two braids that met in the middle, with the bottom half of my hair still out, falling to waves. She tied the necklace Legolas had given me around my neck, gave me a pair of shoes to put on, a matching cloak and we were out the door. She herself was wearing a pink silk dress with bell sleaves, a mithril tiara, with stars carved into it and diamonds put in place and a red cloak. No matter what she wore, she was always beautiful. Lucky thing!

We walked briskly down the hall, down two flights of stairs to meet the boys in the entrance hall. I saw Legolas standing there, a picnic basket in one hand and a bouquet of red roses in the other. I beamed at him, walking up to him. He held out the flowers to me, and I took them blushing. "Diola lle melamin. You are too sweet."

"Vanimle sila tiri." (your beauty shines bright) he replied, kissing my cheek.

"Come now, our steeds await." Aragorn said, taking Arwen by the hand and walking outside. Legolas took my hand and followed, I still clutched the bouquet. He is so romantic, and I couldn't help but swoon. Ah, isn't love grand.

Awaiting us in front of the house were two horses, Brego and Arod. Legolas jumped onto Arod's back, put the picnic basket in his lap and held out his hand to help my up. I took his hand and jumped up, sitting sideways on his horse. We came into a trot and rode off along the Bruinen. I clasped tightly around his waist, being mindful of his quiver and bow strapped to his back.

We rode on for an hour, silent for all but Arwen's giggles at some of the things Aragorn said, that couldn't be heard, for we were up ahead. I smiled as I took in the sights.

We stopped a little while later on the side of a forest, leaving the horses to roam around close by. I walked through the forest beside Legolas, holding his hand and looking around. The path we followed led into a clearing. In the clearing was a beautiful waterfall, flowing down musically; a space on the forest floor and a few bushes carrying stunning red roses. Aragorn spread out the blanket on the ground as he and Arwen set up. I wandered over to the small waterfall and cupped some of its clear water in my hands. It was so light and sweet smelling. The light rebounded off it and I caught Legolas' reflection behind me. "Amazing isn't it?" I asked, as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, but it does not compare to you." he replied.

"You gotta stop with the compliments my love, or I shall have a bloated ego." I said, letting the waterfall from my hands into the pool.

"But I can not. You do not see your self as I see you. You are amazing Blythe, yet you fail to let anyone tell you that. You are modest."

"There is nothing wrong with that." I replied as he cupped my face with his hand and kissed me.

"I know." Was all he said as we were summoned to the picnic blanket.

We ate a wonderful meal of fruits, breads and other light dishes. "So when is the wedding?" Aragorn asked, eager to know and could not wait any longer, much like a child at Christmas.

"It is on the third of may, two months exactly from today." Legolas replied, smiling and placing his hand over mine. I smiled back and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Well, Blythe, we have much to organise by then. Stop by my quarters tomorrow and we shall design a dress with my dress maker." Arwen said.

"Arwen my love, they have plenty of time for such things." Aragorn said, wrapping his right arm around Arwen's shoulders.

"Are you jesting? I had all this planned well before our wedding. Now never you mind Blythe, leave the rest to me." She said winking and biting onto a piece of bread.

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We rode back home late that after noon. Legolas and I wandered up to his room and sat down of his bed. "My love, we are going to have to make our way to my home soon. To get things under way. It is a few weeks ride." He said, lying down on his back.

"Then we shall leave Rivendell in two weeks." I said, doing the math in my head, leaving plenty of time for the wedding preparations.

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I swung by Arwen's room the next day to design my dress. I also had something very important to ask Vala that afternoon.

I knocked on her door at 10am, when she had told me to come around. "Blythe? Come in!" said her voice from the other side of the door. I found her sitting on the floor with Eldarion, talking colours with her dress maker. "Ah, her she is, Blythe, meet Fayelle." The dress maker stood forward and curtsied. She had golden locks tied back and green eyes. She wore a green dress that was somewhat gothic like.

"Saesa omentein lle." ( pleasure meeting you) I said.

"now lets get started." Said Arwen excitedly.

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Authors Note!

Dress making with Arwen! Fun fun fun! She is much like my friend Brielle when it comes to clothes! Any ways, yes I did alter Aniron by Enya. If you would like a copy of her song, I'd be happy to send it to you. I have been learning Elvish phrases lately and was able to make some of that song up and translate it. Go me!

Our band has finally decided on a name: Random Response, partly coz we are very random chickas saying very random things at unexpected times. Very funny really. Anyways:

Entwife: Elanor is a great character and I thought it time that she showed what she was made of!     

The stern mystic: No I need you in here! You are a very important character to this story! Oh, would you consider  your character dating Philomel? I need you to get back to me asap about this!

Oracle: Good to have you back chicka! That book sounds mad! I'm going to see if we have it here! I'm glad you don't mind hooking up with Eomer. I'll definitely include the sweet tooth bit! Yeah, it was a lil fast recovery action happening, but I have to inorder to get everything off my chest so to speak. I have an overactive inspiration happening every five minutes and most things I wanna include, so that kinda speeds things up otherwise I'll forget the train of thought. Your opinion is a valid one. I couldn't have some cool things happening without the input of peeps like you. Thank you!

Leva: I try I really do! Ak! Sorry! Gimli is v. cool and thank you! I didn't think that those parts were that good, but you have proved me wrong. I want to have Vala hook up again, I just can't decide who! OoooH! Wait, now I have an idea how and who! But I can't tell, his 1st name starts with a…H and he has been away somewhere and has returned! I'm a gonna shut up now!