There was something in the air that Elrond could not identify exactly, but it made him anxious. He turned the cuffs of his sleeves up, staring past his reflection in the placid surface of his mirror as his servant made the knots in his dark hair. Another brought him his crown, a ring of braided silver, and placed it on his head.
When he was done dressing, he thought about going down for an early breakfast. Instead, he found himself wandering one of the many garden paths that took him down to the shores of the river. His thoughts roamed.
Erestor had not yet returned. This caused Elrond excessive worry. He had long since made his formal apology to the rest of the Elves. They were not pleased with his actions...
To his surprise, Haldir had taken the floor to support him. He hadn't spoken yet before everyone else. "It is the most justified course of action!" He'd said, and all had listened because he had quite a good, if not a renowned, reputation as High Captain of the Galadhrim. "If any one of you discovered that you'd been left out of such an undertaking, I can guarantee it could very well be grounds for war. And that, dear friends," He'd said, looking squarely at Elrond, "is something we don't want."
In answer, Elrond had inclined his head to show his agreement. That action may have been a message to every Elf present, but the smile that he flashed was for Haldir alone. Either he had not noticed or he did not acknowledge it, for the March Warden lowered his eyes and returned to his seat, speaking no more.
There had been quite a stir nonetheless, as Elrond recalled now. Angry Elves, many angry Elves. He brought a hand to his forehead with a sigh. Well, he could not please everyone, now could he? Elrond turned his steps back in the direction of the palace. The day's meeting was about to begin, and he had a feeling that it would be a long one.
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He did not make it to the Pavilion. Legolas came running up, out of breath and eyes wide with fear or disbelief, Elrond couldn't tell which.
"An army! An army marches on Imladris!" He cried. He grabbed Elrond's arm and gave a strong tug. "Haste!"
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Chibi Legolas: Ooooo! Cliffhanger! lol, not really, though, since I'll be posting the next chapter at the same time. ^_^
When he was done dressing, he thought about going down for an early breakfast. Instead, he found himself wandering one of the many garden paths that took him down to the shores of the river. His thoughts roamed.
Erestor had not yet returned. This caused Elrond excessive worry. He had long since made his formal apology to the rest of the Elves. They were not pleased with his actions...
To his surprise, Haldir had taken the floor to support him. He hadn't spoken yet before everyone else. "It is the most justified course of action!" He'd said, and all had listened because he had quite a good, if not a renowned, reputation as High Captain of the Galadhrim. "If any one of you discovered that you'd been left out of such an undertaking, I can guarantee it could very well be grounds for war. And that, dear friends," He'd said, looking squarely at Elrond, "is something we don't want."
In answer, Elrond had inclined his head to show his agreement. That action may have been a message to every Elf present, but the smile that he flashed was for Haldir alone. Either he had not noticed or he did not acknowledge it, for the March Warden lowered his eyes and returned to his seat, speaking no more.
There had been quite a stir nonetheless, as Elrond recalled now. Angry Elves, many angry Elves. He brought a hand to his forehead with a sigh. Well, he could not please everyone, now could he? Elrond turned his steps back in the direction of the palace. The day's meeting was about to begin, and he had a feeling that it would be a long one.
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He did not make it to the Pavilion. Legolas came running up, out of breath and eyes wide with fear or disbelief, Elrond couldn't tell which.
"An army! An army marches on Imladris!" He cried. He grabbed Elrond's arm and gave a strong tug. "Haste!"
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Chibi Legolas: Ooooo! Cliffhanger! lol, not really, though, since I'll be posting the next chapter at the same time. ^_^