!All 4 Seasons In 1 Day!
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song (the title of this fic!) I just enjoy them in an obsessive manner!!!
Summary: Celidë, a girl with no knowledge of her past, meets Legolas, who is mystified by her. But what does destiny hold for 2 people who drive each other crazy?! Legolas/OC.hopefully, if things go right!
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"Celide! Celide! Slow down!" a flushed she elf shouted. Ahead of her, a red haired girl was just about to run around the corner, when she came to an abrupt halt.
"Yeah!" the red haired girl quickly spun around. "Ok! What is it? What has gotten you yelling and running down the halls like a wild orc, Eladda?!"
"Sorry, but you're the one who...did I really look like an orc?"said Eladda, putting both hands over her mouth, her eyes went wide. "I hope he isn't here yet and that he didn't see me!" She started looking around like a paranoid schizo, "Oh my gosh! What if he did see me?! He must have thought that I was crazy! Ohhhhh noooooo!!!" Her knees buckled underneath her, and she slid to the ground.
"Calm down." Geez can one be more dramatic?! Celide rolled her eyes as the thought came to her mind. "Who is this guy that you are worrying about, and why did you stop me; I do have somewhere to go." Celide said exasperatedly, tapping her fingers on her hip.
"That is why I came to get you. Prince Legolas is coming back home and King Thranduil needs your help."
"I know about the prince's homecoming. Every female is talking about it! Apparently that girl that scrubs the floors, you know the one with the crossed eyes, thinks that her eyes have some bewitching power. And if she can lock eyes with him, he will fall in love with her. I about died when I heard her."
"Was she talking to herself?" Eladda asked Celide. Celide nodded her head giggling. "I always see her doing that. You would think she would have stopped after we hid by one of the suits of armor and started talking back to her. She was absolutely mortified when she discovered that it was me and you answering her instead of the armor! Hahahha!!!" Eladda wiped a tear from her eye. "God, we are getting sidetracked. This only happens when I'm with you. As I was saying," she straightened up and a serious look crossed her face, "It is important that you assist King Thranduil as soon as possible. Prince Legolas' return is important to the whole kingdom." A dreamy look passed over Ellada. Celide was becoming annoyed.
"Uuuuggggghhhh! I can't understand why anyone would like a snobbish someone of royalty." Celide said looking at the expression on Eladda's face. She pushed a strand of her curly, red hair out of her face. "This Legolas, he is a prince. Princes are raised to pay no attention to anyone of non-royal status. Royalty is so self absorbed that by marrying another of royalty they just think higher of themselves." Celide huffed.
"Now don't hold back, Celide, tell us what you really think!" Eladda chuckled at her friend. "You came here after Prince Legolas had left. If you were only able to see him." She still had the dreamy look on her face. "He is so handsome! His piercing blues eyes could hypnotize you. I think he sometimes looks at me." Eladda blushed. "He even seems nice! There was this one time when."
"Lets save the story for later. I am supposed to be somewhere by now and apparently I have to help Thranduil too. I will see you around." Celide started running down the corridor; leaving Eladda dazed.
'How can she just run out of a conversation like that?' thought Eladda. ' She has no manners.'
"Oh and Eladda," Celide turned back yelling. The three other people in the hallway turned at the sound. "You look great! Don't worry about what a prat prince thinks of you!" Then she turned and continued on her way. This cued the people to stare at Eladda.
Eladda turned to escape the gazes of the people in the hallway. 'Oh lord! Why does she have to be so.so.Celide!' she pondered.
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song (the title of this fic!) I just enjoy them in an obsessive manner!!!
Summary: Celidë, a girl with no knowledge of her past, meets Legolas, who is mystified by her. But what does destiny hold for 2 people who drive each other crazy?! Legolas/OC.hopefully, if things go right!
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"Celide! Celide! Slow down!" a flushed she elf shouted. Ahead of her, a red haired girl was just about to run around the corner, when she came to an abrupt halt.
"Yeah!" the red haired girl quickly spun around. "Ok! What is it? What has gotten you yelling and running down the halls like a wild orc, Eladda?!"
"Sorry, but you're the one who...did I really look like an orc?"said Eladda, putting both hands over her mouth, her eyes went wide. "I hope he isn't here yet and that he didn't see me!" She started looking around like a paranoid schizo, "Oh my gosh! What if he did see me?! He must have thought that I was crazy! Ohhhhh noooooo!!!" Her knees buckled underneath her, and she slid to the ground.
"Calm down." Geez can one be more dramatic?! Celide rolled her eyes as the thought came to her mind. "Who is this guy that you are worrying about, and why did you stop me; I do have somewhere to go." Celide said exasperatedly, tapping her fingers on her hip.
"That is why I came to get you. Prince Legolas is coming back home and King Thranduil needs your help."
"I know about the prince's homecoming. Every female is talking about it! Apparently that girl that scrubs the floors, you know the one with the crossed eyes, thinks that her eyes have some bewitching power. And if she can lock eyes with him, he will fall in love with her. I about died when I heard her."
"Was she talking to herself?" Eladda asked Celide. Celide nodded her head giggling. "I always see her doing that. You would think she would have stopped after we hid by one of the suits of armor and started talking back to her. She was absolutely mortified when she discovered that it was me and you answering her instead of the armor! Hahahha!!!" Eladda wiped a tear from her eye. "God, we are getting sidetracked. This only happens when I'm with you. As I was saying," she straightened up and a serious look crossed her face, "It is important that you assist King Thranduil as soon as possible. Prince Legolas' return is important to the whole kingdom." A dreamy look passed over Ellada. Celide was becoming annoyed.
"Uuuuggggghhhh! I can't understand why anyone would like a snobbish someone of royalty." Celide said looking at the expression on Eladda's face. She pushed a strand of her curly, red hair out of her face. "This Legolas, he is a prince. Princes are raised to pay no attention to anyone of non-royal status. Royalty is so self absorbed that by marrying another of royalty they just think higher of themselves." Celide huffed.
"Now don't hold back, Celide, tell us what you really think!" Eladda chuckled at her friend. "You came here after Prince Legolas had left. If you were only able to see him." She still had the dreamy look on her face. "He is so handsome! His piercing blues eyes could hypnotize you. I think he sometimes looks at me." Eladda blushed. "He even seems nice! There was this one time when."
"Lets save the story for later. I am supposed to be somewhere by now and apparently I have to help Thranduil too. I will see you around." Celide started running down the corridor; leaving Eladda dazed.
'How can she just run out of a conversation like that?' thought Eladda. ' She has no manners.'
"Oh and Eladda," Celide turned back yelling. The three other people in the hallway turned at the sound. "You look great! Don't worry about what a prat prince thinks of you!" Then she turned and continued on her way. This cued the people to stare at Eladda.
Eladda turned to escape the gazes of the people in the hallway. 'Oh lord! Why does she have to be so.so.Celide!' she pondered.