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Kaimelar sped through the forest, urging his horse to go faster; there was little time to waste, and the sooner he got Legolas safe the better he would feel. Thoughts swirled in his head; his first battle, his first real battle, he did not expect himself to be so calm under the circumstances, but now that the moment was upon him, he felt centered, prepared; he felt like a true warrior unafraid to enter the battle head on, with all his heart. He easily found the other scouting group, whom called out to him as soon as they saw the two princes heading towards them, catching the mood they possessed, the intensity in the elder prince's eyes.
"Prince Kaimelar, what news do you bring?" A tall darker haired elf asked, as he approached his superior. Kaimelar dismounted, Legolas dropping beside him, looking around the group in amazement, never had he seen such regal looking elves; they all regarded both the elder and younger prince with an apparent air of respect.
"We have entered in a fray with a large group of orcs, south east of here; our group is outnumbered, and we call or aid, Captain Verya has just engaged the enemy as well." The other elf nodded throughout, the calmness which Kaimelar possessed, was also seen in the elf they stood before; Legolas was amazed by this, for he would not even be fighting and his little heart was pounding what seemed a million times a second. "I need you to deploy two of your troops, to take Legolas and make sure he gets home safely, this order comes from both the Captain and myself."
The dark haired elf turned and motioned for two more elves to hither, and proceeded to give them their orders. Meanwhile, Kaimelar knelt before his little brother, looking him straight in the eye. "Legolas, I need you to promise me you will behave, and go home without a fuss, though it will not be me who takes you there. I need to know that you will be safe."
"I promise, I be very good." Legolas said, gazing back at his brother, seeing him in a completely different light than he was used to; know more was Kai just his older brother, but he was like Verya, a big and strong warrior, his respect for his older brother increased greatly, but at the same time his fear for his beloved brother also grew. HE did not want Kaimelar to get hurt, but what if he did, what if one of those horribly evil orcs hurt him, what would Legolas do? It was at that moment that Legolas decided he would work even harder at his archery, all his lessons, so he could also fight, right there at his brother's side, so he would be able to protect his brother, who so often looked after him, when it mattered most; he wanted to be at his brother's side when next he clashed swords with an enemy, he did not enjoy feeling helpless as he did right then.
"Take care of yourself, Legolas. I will be home soon, so do not worry," then bending down to his brother's ear, he whispered, "And do take care of Adar and Sil while you wait, for I am certain they will fret considerably till they have word, and I know only you can ease their spirits."
Legolas smiled by this added bit, feeling older with his new responsibility, yes he would watch over ada and his sister; how special he felt knowing that only he could undertake this task his brother allotted to him. Kaimelar gave him a quick kiss on the forehead, which Legolas did not squirm away from, which he often did, as he got older while in public, and jumped onto his horse riding away.
"Come now Prince Legolas, we must get you home." A pair of strong arms lifted him from the ground and place him on his own horse in front of him, though Legolas knew very well he could ride alone, he did not fuss, it would displease Kaimelar if he made a problem for the soldier tasked to bring him home.
"Ada, I am sure Legolas is fine; Verya would not leave him alone in the middle of the forest with danger so near. You must know that." Sildulin soothed, as she and her father awaited word from anyone about what was happening outside their southern borders.
"I have great faith in Verya's ability to care for my child, but I have equal faith in Legolas' curiosity, and mischief, not to mention blatant disregard of common sense." King Thranduil replied, continuing with his pacing. He never ha such problems with his older children, Sildulin and Kaimelar were such well behaved, level headed, practical young elflings, Legolas was always about throwing himself in the wildest situations, out of a mere fascination of the events outcome; what was the King to do when the child grew up and could really manage some trouble. He could see his youngest running from Verya, with the little bow he was using for practice, vouching that he could slay them all.
"This one time, I was swimming and I found this fish and it was blue! And I always had though fishes were green, but then I told Ada and he said not all fishes were green that some could be blue, or even colors like yellow or orange or just about anything!" Thranduil heard the sound of his youngest voice in the hallway; both he and Sildulin looked at each other and ran towards the sound.
"Legolas!" Thranduil exclaimed, swooping his child into his arms; ignoring the grin of the soldier who was standing beside the little elfling, holding his hand.
"Ada, Kai's okay, he'll be home later, he told me to tell you that, first he's got to be a warrior." Then Legolas turned to the elf who lead him home, and smiled graciously. "I see you later Osta, I have more stories about fish!"
Osta bowed to the royal family, "It is so good to see you my liege, milady," he lifted his head, and smiled at the young prince in the King's arms, "I look forward to continuing our conversation." He gave one final bow and quickly departed, hoping to return back to the battle so as to make some type of difference.
Legolas by this time had fidgeted out of his father's arm and made his way to the common room, and proceeded to sit himself on an armchair that dwarfed him by comparison, waiting patiently for his father and sister to join him; Sildulin arrived first as their father was stopped in the hallway for a quick debriefing of what was happening by a scout.
"I am glad you are safe," Sildulin said, picking up her brother, then sitting on the armchair with him now in her lap. Legolas took one of her hands and began to fiddle with them, amazed at how little his were; feeling extraordinarily young for a moment.
"I glad too. I got to play in trees today with Ver, and I pretended to shoot arrows and then Kai came and then the lesson was over cause Ver had to go and fight orcs, and then Osta took me on the horse and then we came here, and now here I am," Legolas finished.
"So you had a fun archery lesson today then?" she asked, pleased that he and Verya had resolved their conflict. Legolas dropped her hand and excitedly turned toward her, ready to ramble for hours upon hours of the fun he and Verya had had that morning, but he was interrupted by the arrival of his father, who began to pace unconsciously.
"Ada, sit down!" Legolas ordered in a childish tone, it was hard to talk to adults when they constantly walked around a room back and forth, Legolas had learned they did not concentrate as much on what you said when they moved as such, as they did when they were sitting and forced to focus. Oh adults, so difficult to understand sometimes. Thranduil paused for a moment, realizing that he was in fact not sitting, taking notice that his children were there staring at him; his head being in another world completely.
"Yes, of course. So what were you two talking about?" he asked, though still not completely aware of what was going on, as Sildulin observed; Legolas not noticing his father's distracted eye, just happy that he could now tell him of his great adventure that morning.
"I tell you all about playing in trees and shooting pretend arrows! Verya let me do it, and he told me I was very good and 'coming along quite well,' and that I would be a natural. I don't know exactly what kind of natural or where I was coming along to, but I think it is good. I almost felled though from a branch because I saw a bird's nest and I did not want to step on it, there were baby eggs in there and I would crush them, but I didn't felled, I sort of did but I didn't, I make myself not." He rambled, pausing for a moment biting his lower lip, trying to think of other things to say; if he kept talking he was sure his father and sister would not worry about Kaimelar, he would distract them, he smiled at his own cleverness. He looked over to his father, and finally noticed that he was staring off into another world, Legolas furrowed his brow, frustrated by his inability to keep his father's attention, obviously another plan of attack was required.
"Let's play blocks!" Legolas exclaimed, jumping from Sildulin's lap, running to the corner of the room where he had left his box of blocks a few nights before. He picked up the box and carelessly spilled the multicolored blocks upon the floor in a loud clatter; then looked to where Sildulin and the king motionlessly sat, awaiting for them to move to where he was, which they did upon seeing the look on his face. "I build a tower with the blue ones and Sil can build with the red ones and Ada, you can build with the yellow ones, okay?"
"That sounds very good," Sildulin replied for both herself and her father, who arose and walked to where the little one sat beginning his tower already. They all sat on the floor, silently, building their towers, Legolas winning the race to the being the tallest. He stopped for a moment, beginning to grow uncomfortable with the silence, but knew not what to say. The more he searched for words, the blanker his mind became, until he found himself dumbly smiling at the two other elves in the room.
"Excuse, King Thranduil?" there was a knock at the door, and the head of one of Thranduil's aides peeked in; a young elf who became extremely nervous and clumsy in the sight of his King.
"Yes Tapuc?" The King inquired. The dark haired elf entered the room, smiling politely at the King's children, Legolas' unintentional stare making him all the more antsy.
"Well my liege, there is, well, a young elven maiden here for you, she, um, says that you, well, that is, you are aware of her, no, one moment, she says that you expect her. I told her I would come and tell you," he finished, looking up from the floor he had been staring at once finished, waiting for instructions.
"Does this maiden have a name?" The King asked, his nerves loosening at the performance of his young aide, whom besides his fumbling in the Kings presence, was one of the most efficient elves in the palace. Thranduil wondered if he would not rather be locked in a room somewhere with piles of paper work as a companion then ever have to speak to the King again.
"Oh, yes, of course, sorry sir, I meant to tell you. Her name is Helyanwe. Should I, uh, well, yes, um, let her in?" He scratched his head as a nervous twitch, Thranduil waited till her was done, then proceeded.
"Please do. Thank you Tapuc." Tapuc gave a short bow, remained a moment or two, as if contemplating how to leave the room, gave another bow, cleared his throat then left. Legolas' eyes remained glued to the spot where he stood through completely enthralled and confused by this peculiar elf's behavior. For no matter how often he spoke or saw Tapuc, he could not train himself not to stare, it was like watching some horrible accident, for some sick reason you can't help but look.
"Legolas, quit gawking, there is nothing left to see," Sildulin said, giving her brother a playful shrug of the shoulders, knowing full well what he was thinking. She turned to her father, "It is too bad Kai is not here right now."
"Yes, he would be pleased to see her." The King said, rising from the floor, upon hearing footsteps from outside in the hall. Legolas also heard them, and shook himself from his daze, rising as well and running to the door to open it.
"HELY!" the young prince cried upon seeing the smiling maiden standing outside the door, he quickly embraced her, grasping onto both her legs so tightly she nearly toppled over.
"Well hello there, Prince Legolas." She looked up to the King and Sildulin nodding at each, as she attempted to pry the young one off her, he relented and settled for her hand, guiding her to a couch where he sat next to her.
"Helyanwe, it is good to see you," Thranduil replied, his mood altogether lightened by the young maiden whom he had not seen in quite some time, she being in Rivendell for so long. Sildulin placed herself on the floor beside her dear friends feet.
"Today I pretended to shoot arrows and I was in the trees and there is a fight and then I had to play with the blocks cause Kai wants me to do that and I rode on a horse and Ver and I got in a fight but that was before and now we are not, and Kai turned red when we mentioned your name but he is not here he is with Ver and they are killing stinky orcs!" Legolas quickly exclaimed, needing to take a breath after spouting all of that.
"Sounds like a pretty exciting couple of days."
"Legolas, why don't you run into the kitchen and see if you can't help the cook make a special snack for our guest." Legolas' eyes lit up, he loved making messes in the kitchen more than anything else in the world, that was why he was so often not allowed near it, and now his father was asking for him to? Life had never been so wonderful.
"You stay so I can tell you more later," he said to Helyanwe before zipping out of the room. Thranduil focused his attention on the dark brown eyes staring at him
"He has grown a great deal since I left," she said, beginning to feel awkward now that she was alone with the King and Sildulin, whom she had an intimate relationship with, but whom now, as time passed, felt strange in their presence.
"Ah, children do that. But how are you Helyanwe? I am certain Lord Elrond and company treated you well, taught you a lot."
"Oh yes, tell us how it was spending all that time out there." Sildulin pressed, eager to hear the story of her older friend.
"It was a wonderful time, and the company around me were so gracious and kind, they made me feel at home, but alas it was not, and I am glad to return home to Mirkwood, and hopefully lend a helping hand," she paused for a moment and quietly added, "though not too soon."
"So you have heard?" The King inquired. Helyanwe nodded, being told upon her arrival of how Kaimelar had entered into battle; though she was not sure of the status of them, leaving it ambiguous before she left, she none the less wanted no harm to come to him, to any of the elves, but she prayed especially for his safety.
"He will be fine, it is but a small skirmish, and Verya is there and Kaimelar has learned a great deal in the art of swordsmanship, he has become a fine warrior." Sildulin comforted, seeing the worry in her friend's eye; though she herself feared for his safety as a sister does, she was confident in her brother's skills and in his returned unharmed. Helyanwe placed her hand atop Sildulin's, which were resting on the elf's knees.
"I just wish I could have seen him when I arrived; just as friend's certainly, I just missed him is all, no more than you and the King of course, I just mean.well, where is Legolas with that snack." So perfect for Kaimelar, Sildulin though, as she watched her flustered friend seek out words; it was so sweet when people got so red faced for each other (Sildulin lost in the younger romantic aspect of herself, sighed for the two secret lovebirds, now only for the other to come home)
**So, it's been awhile since I updated, so sorry, I've been real busy and this chapter is sort of tame, trying to get back into the swing of things, but the next one will certainly focus on Kai and Verya. Hope you enjoyed it, and I promise not to take a month for the next update.**
Kaimelar sped through the forest, urging his horse to go faster; there was little time to waste, and the sooner he got Legolas safe the better he would feel. Thoughts swirled in his head; his first battle, his first real battle, he did not expect himself to be so calm under the circumstances, but now that the moment was upon him, he felt centered, prepared; he felt like a true warrior unafraid to enter the battle head on, with all his heart. He easily found the other scouting group, whom called out to him as soon as they saw the two princes heading towards them, catching the mood they possessed, the intensity in the elder prince's eyes.
"Prince Kaimelar, what news do you bring?" A tall darker haired elf asked, as he approached his superior. Kaimelar dismounted, Legolas dropping beside him, looking around the group in amazement, never had he seen such regal looking elves; they all regarded both the elder and younger prince with an apparent air of respect.
"We have entered in a fray with a large group of orcs, south east of here; our group is outnumbered, and we call or aid, Captain Verya has just engaged the enemy as well." The other elf nodded throughout, the calmness which Kaimelar possessed, was also seen in the elf they stood before; Legolas was amazed by this, for he would not even be fighting and his little heart was pounding what seemed a million times a second. "I need you to deploy two of your troops, to take Legolas and make sure he gets home safely, this order comes from both the Captain and myself."
The dark haired elf turned and motioned for two more elves to hither, and proceeded to give them their orders. Meanwhile, Kaimelar knelt before his little brother, looking him straight in the eye. "Legolas, I need you to promise me you will behave, and go home without a fuss, though it will not be me who takes you there. I need to know that you will be safe."
"I promise, I be very good." Legolas said, gazing back at his brother, seeing him in a completely different light than he was used to; know more was Kai just his older brother, but he was like Verya, a big and strong warrior, his respect for his older brother increased greatly, but at the same time his fear for his beloved brother also grew. HE did not want Kaimelar to get hurt, but what if he did, what if one of those horribly evil orcs hurt him, what would Legolas do? It was at that moment that Legolas decided he would work even harder at his archery, all his lessons, so he could also fight, right there at his brother's side, so he would be able to protect his brother, who so often looked after him, when it mattered most; he wanted to be at his brother's side when next he clashed swords with an enemy, he did not enjoy feeling helpless as he did right then.
"Take care of yourself, Legolas. I will be home soon, so do not worry," then bending down to his brother's ear, he whispered, "And do take care of Adar and Sil while you wait, for I am certain they will fret considerably till they have word, and I know only you can ease their spirits."
Legolas smiled by this added bit, feeling older with his new responsibility, yes he would watch over ada and his sister; how special he felt knowing that only he could undertake this task his brother allotted to him. Kaimelar gave him a quick kiss on the forehead, which Legolas did not squirm away from, which he often did, as he got older while in public, and jumped onto his horse riding away.
"Come now Prince Legolas, we must get you home." A pair of strong arms lifted him from the ground and place him on his own horse in front of him, though Legolas knew very well he could ride alone, he did not fuss, it would displease Kaimelar if he made a problem for the soldier tasked to bring him home.
"Ada, I am sure Legolas is fine; Verya would not leave him alone in the middle of the forest with danger so near. You must know that." Sildulin soothed, as she and her father awaited word from anyone about what was happening outside their southern borders.
"I have great faith in Verya's ability to care for my child, but I have equal faith in Legolas' curiosity, and mischief, not to mention blatant disregard of common sense." King Thranduil replied, continuing with his pacing. He never ha such problems with his older children, Sildulin and Kaimelar were such well behaved, level headed, practical young elflings, Legolas was always about throwing himself in the wildest situations, out of a mere fascination of the events outcome; what was the King to do when the child grew up and could really manage some trouble. He could see his youngest running from Verya, with the little bow he was using for practice, vouching that he could slay them all.
"This one time, I was swimming and I found this fish and it was blue! And I always had though fishes were green, but then I told Ada and he said not all fishes were green that some could be blue, or even colors like yellow or orange or just about anything!" Thranduil heard the sound of his youngest voice in the hallway; both he and Sildulin looked at each other and ran towards the sound.
"Legolas!" Thranduil exclaimed, swooping his child into his arms; ignoring the grin of the soldier who was standing beside the little elfling, holding his hand.
"Ada, Kai's okay, he'll be home later, he told me to tell you that, first he's got to be a warrior." Then Legolas turned to the elf who lead him home, and smiled graciously. "I see you later Osta, I have more stories about fish!"
Osta bowed to the royal family, "It is so good to see you my liege, milady," he lifted his head, and smiled at the young prince in the King's arms, "I look forward to continuing our conversation." He gave one final bow and quickly departed, hoping to return back to the battle so as to make some type of difference.
Legolas by this time had fidgeted out of his father's arm and made his way to the common room, and proceeded to sit himself on an armchair that dwarfed him by comparison, waiting patiently for his father and sister to join him; Sildulin arrived first as their father was stopped in the hallway for a quick debriefing of what was happening by a scout.
"I am glad you are safe," Sildulin said, picking up her brother, then sitting on the armchair with him now in her lap. Legolas took one of her hands and began to fiddle with them, amazed at how little his were; feeling extraordinarily young for a moment.
"I glad too. I got to play in trees today with Ver, and I pretended to shoot arrows and then Kai came and then the lesson was over cause Ver had to go and fight orcs, and then Osta took me on the horse and then we came here, and now here I am," Legolas finished.
"So you had a fun archery lesson today then?" she asked, pleased that he and Verya had resolved their conflict. Legolas dropped her hand and excitedly turned toward her, ready to ramble for hours upon hours of the fun he and Verya had had that morning, but he was interrupted by the arrival of his father, who began to pace unconsciously.
"Ada, sit down!" Legolas ordered in a childish tone, it was hard to talk to adults when they constantly walked around a room back and forth, Legolas had learned they did not concentrate as much on what you said when they moved as such, as they did when they were sitting and forced to focus. Oh adults, so difficult to understand sometimes. Thranduil paused for a moment, realizing that he was in fact not sitting, taking notice that his children were there staring at him; his head being in another world completely.
"Yes, of course. So what were you two talking about?" he asked, though still not completely aware of what was going on, as Sildulin observed; Legolas not noticing his father's distracted eye, just happy that he could now tell him of his great adventure that morning.
"I tell you all about playing in trees and shooting pretend arrows! Verya let me do it, and he told me I was very good and 'coming along quite well,' and that I would be a natural. I don't know exactly what kind of natural or where I was coming along to, but I think it is good. I almost felled though from a branch because I saw a bird's nest and I did not want to step on it, there were baby eggs in there and I would crush them, but I didn't felled, I sort of did but I didn't, I make myself not." He rambled, pausing for a moment biting his lower lip, trying to think of other things to say; if he kept talking he was sure his father and sister would not worry about Kaimelar, he would distract them, he smiled at his own cleverness. He looked over to his father, and finally noticed that he was staring off into another world, Legolas furrowed his brow, frustrated by his inability to keep his father's attention, obviously another plan of attack was required.
"Let's play blocks!" Legolas exclaimed, jumping from Sildulin's lap, running to the corner of the room where he had left his box of blocks a few nights before. He picked up the box and carelessly spilled the multicolored blocks upon the floor in a loud clatter; then looked to where Sildulin and the king motionlessly sat, awaiting for them to move to where he was, which they did upon seeing the look on his face. "I build a tower with the blue ones and Sil can build with the red ones and Ada, you can build with the yellow ones, okay?"
"That sounds very good," Sildulin replied for both herself and her father, who arose and walked to where the little one sat beginning his tower already. They all sat on the floor, silently, building their towers, Legolas winning the race to the being the tallest. He stopped for a moment, beginning to grow uncomfortable with the silence, but knew not what to say. The more he searched for words, the blanker his mind became, until he found himself dumbly smiling at the two other elves in the room.
"Excuse, King Thranduil?" there was a knock at the door, and the head of one of Thranduil's aides peeked in; a young elf who became extremely nervous and clumsy in the sight of his King.
"Yes Tapuc?" The King inquired. The dark haired elf entered the room, smiling politely at the King's children, Legolas' unintentional stare making him all the more antsy.
"Well my liege, there is, well, a young elven maiden here for you, she, um, says that you, well, that is, you are aware of her, no, one moment, she says that you expect her. I told her I would come and tell you," he finished, looking up from the floor he had been staring at once finished, waiting for instructions.
"Does this maiden have a name?" The King asked, his nerves loosening at the performance of his young aide, whom besides his fumbling in the Kings presence, was one of the most efficient elves in the palace. Thranduil wondered if he would not rather be locked in a room somewhere with piles of paper work as a companion then ever have to speak to the King again.
"Oh, yes, of course, sorry sir, I meant to tell you. Her name is Helyanwe. Should I, uh, well, yes, um, let her in?" He scratched his head as a nervous twitch, Thranduil waited till her was done, then proceeded.
"Please do. Thank you Tapuc." Tapuc gave a short bow, remained a moment or two, as if contemplating how to leave the room, gave another bow, cleared his throat then left. Legolas' eyes remained glued to the spot where he stood through completely enthralled and confused by this peculiar elf's behavior. For no matter how often he spoke or saw Tapuc, he could not train himself not to stare, it was like watching some horrible accident, for some sick reason you can't help but look.
"Legolas, quit gawking, there is nothing left to see," Sildulin said, giving her brother a playful shrug of the shoulders, knowing full well what he was thinking. She turned to her father, "It is too bad Kai is not here right now."
"Yes, he would be pleased to see her." The King said, rising from the floor, upon hearing footsteps from outside in the hall. Legolas also heard them, and shook himself from his daze, rising as well and running to the door to open it.
"HELY!" the young prince cried upon seeing the smiling maiden standing outside the door, he quickly embraced her, grasping onto both her legs so tightly she nearly toppled over.
"Well hello there, Prince Legolas." She looked up to the King and Sildulin nodding at each, as she attempted to pry the young one off her, he relented and settled for her hand, guiding her to a couch where he sat next to her.
"Helyanwe, it is good to see you," Thranduil replied, his mood altogether lightened by the young maiden whom he had not seen in quite some time, she being in Rivendell for so long. Sildulin placed herself on the floor beside her dear friends feet.
"Today I pretended to shoot arrows and I was in the trees and there is a fight and then I had to play with the blocks cause Kai wants me to do that and I rode on a horse and Ver and I got in a fight but that was before and now we are not, and Kai turned red when we mentioned your name but he is not here he is with Ver and they are killing stinky orcs!" Legolas quickly exclaimed, needing to take a breath after spouting all of that.
"Sounds like a pretty exciting couple of days."
"Legolas, why don't you run into the kitchen and see if you can't help the cook make a special snack for our guest." Legolas' eyes lit up, he loved making messes in the kitchen more than anything else in the world, that was why he was so often not allowed near it, and now his father was asking for him to? Life had never been so wonderful.
"You stay so I can tell you more later," he said to Helyanwe before zipping out of the room. Thranduil focused his attention on the dark brown eyes staring at him
"He has grown a great deal since I left," she said, beginning to feel awkward now that she was alone with the King and Sildulin, whom she had an intimate relationship with, but whom now, as time passed, felt strange in their presence.
"Ah, children do that. But how are you Helyanwe? I am certain Lord Elrond and company treated you well, taught you a lot."
"Oh yes, tell us how it was spending all that time out there." Sildulin pressed, eager to hear the story of her older friend.
"It was a wonderful time, and the company around me were so gracious and kind, they made me feel at home, but alas it was not, and I am glad to return home to Mirkwood, and hopefully lend a helping hand," she paused for a moment and quietly added, "though not too soon."
"So you have heard?" The King inquired. Helyanwe nodded, being told upon her arrival of how Kaimelar had entered into battle; though she was not sure of the status of them, leaving it ambiguous before she left, she none the less wanted no harm to come to him, to any of the elves, but she prayed especially for his safety.
"He will be fine, it is but a small skirmish, and Verya is there and Kaimelar has learned a great deal in the art of swordsmanship, he has become a fine warrior." Sildulin comforted, seeing the worry in her friend's eye; though she herself feared for his safety as a sister does, she was confident in her brother's skills and in his returned unharmed. Helyanwe placed her hand atop Sildulin's, which were resting on the elf's knees.
"I just wish I could have seen him when I arrived; just as friend's certainly, I just missed him is all, no more than you and the King of course, I just mean.well, where is Legolas with that snack." So perfect for Kaimelar, Sildulin though, as she watched her flustered friend seek out words; it was so sweet when people got so red faced for each other (Sildulin lost in the younger romantic aspect of herself, sighed for the two secret lovebirds, now only for the other to come home)
**So, it's been awhile since I updated, so sorry, I've been real busy and this chapter is sort of tame, trying to get back into the swing of things, but the next one will certainly focus on Kai and Verya. Hope you enjoyed it, and I promise not to take a month for the next update.**