"What was he saying?" Sevein asked quietly.
"He said you may stay until you get better."
"That is not what it sounded like he was saying."
"Well he said some other things, as well." He smiled softly. "But as I told you, my father and I do not agree on many things." Sevein nodded and remained silent. Legolas gazed at her for a long moment before speaking. "Let us find you a place to sleep, shall we?"
"Alright."
Later that night, as Sevein settled into her room with the help of Legolas, she could not help but admire the Elven halls for the first time. Her room was decorated in earthy tones, and was larger than her entire house in Edoras. As Legolas made ready the room, she sat on the bed, quietly delighting in the embroidery on the sheets, the broad curtains that hang from her bed, and the beautiful, almost magical patterns on the walls that seemed to shimmer with even the slightest hint of a breath.
"Do you require anything else, Sevein?" Legolas asked, snapping her out of her musing.
"Simply an answer.why are there no windows in all of this place?" she answered.
"All of my father's halls are built underground."
Sevein balked. "Underground? But do not Elves require the sun and the trees and-." she trailed off. "Forgive me. I should not speak of things I don't understand."
Legolas shook his head. "Do not concern yourself. My father wished to have protection. The halls are guarded by a main gate that leads to the underground city. As Mirkwood becomes more and more overrun by the beasts.protection is necessary."
"I see. Well, I think I shall take my rest now."
The Elf nodded. "As you wish. Sleep well, Sevein."
"And you as well, Legolas." She smiled at him. "Thank you for your kindness. I know that I can be.difficult at times, and I apologize for being rude in the presence of your charity."
He returned her smile. "Worry not. Quel esta."
She blushed at his use of the Noble Speech. "Good night, Legolas."
"He said you may stay until you get better."
"That is not what it sounded like he was saying."
"Well he said some other things, as well." He smiled softly. "But as I told you, my father and I do not agree on many things." Sevein nodded and remained silent. Legolas gazed at her for a long moment before speaking. "Let us find you a place to sleep, shall we?"
"Alright."
Later that night, as Sevein settled into her room with the help of Legolas, she could not help but admire the Elven halls for the first time. Her room was decorated in earthy tones, and was larger than her entire house in Edoras. As Legolas made ready the room, she sat on the bed, quietly delighting in the embroidery on the sheets, the broad curtains that hang from her bed, and the beautiful, almost magical patterns on the walls that seemed to shimmer with even the slightest hint of a breath.
"Do you require anything else, Sevein?" Legolas asked, snapping her out of her musing.
"Simply an answer.why are there no windows in all of this place?" she answered.
"All of my father's halls are built underground."
Sevein balked. "Underground? But do not Elves require the sun and the trees and-." she trailed off. "Forgive me. I should not speak of things I don't understand."
Legolas shook his head. "Do not concern yourself. My father wished to have protection. The halls are guarded by a main gate that leads to the underground city. As Mirkwood becomes more and more overrun by the beasts.protection is necessary."
"I see. Well, I think I shall take my rest now."
The Elf nodded. "As you wish. Sleep well, Sevein."
"And you as well, Legolas." She smiled at him. "Thank you for your kindness. I know that I can be.difficult at times, and I apologize for being rude in the presence of your charity."
He returned her smile. "Worry not. Quel esta."
She blushed at his use of the Noble Speech. "Good night, Legolas."