!All 4 Seasons In 1 Day!
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song.
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Celide wasn't born with luck and she hasn't gained any twenty-three years later. When she arrived back at her room, Eladda came in and insisted that she eat dinner with her, Sarlyn, and Rinorn. After dinner, they headed out to the Dragonfly Tavern to make up for the party that Celide had missed out on the other night. The next morning Celide woke up after 3 hours of sleep and filled with drinks from the tavern. The drinks never had any effect on her, and she was able to get ready without any hassle, unlike her drinking buddy, who was bumping into everything and constantly falling down. But, Celide, being the good friend that she is and a shameless one at that, headed to the healers replicating Eladda's actions. The healers handed her a potion that would 'stop the consequences of her childish, idiotic drinking.' She relayed the potion to Eladda, who chugged it. With no time for breakfast, they parted ways. Celide clamored up the stairs toward Thranduil's room. She knocked then entered.
"Good morning" Thranduil greeted Celide from behind his oversized, oak desk.
"Good morning." Celide went about straightening Thranduil's bedroom, and study. When she finished, two hours later, she approached Thranduil who still hadn't left his desk. "Is there anything else you need Thranduil before I head out for lunch?" her stomach growled.
Thranduil smiled, "Not yet, but I am sure that you have heard that some important people will be arriving tomorrow for a one week stay." He continued when he say Celide nod her head. "I would like for you to be their guide and assistant should they need one."
"Yes, Thranduil." Celide said, she didn't really mind. New people were always something to look forward to. Thranduil nodded, then looked back down at the papers on his desk. She took this as a signal that she was free to go. The servant's dining room wasn't going to have lunched set up for another hour, so she decided to scour the kitchen and take her lunch outside on this nice day. When she had grabbed a sandwich and some fruit juice, she went out to the garden. She sat down under a tall weeping willow. She was happily eating when she her sandwich was yanked from her hands. She turned her head to see her sandwich attached to a tree with an arrow through it. She looked toward where the arrow had come from. She saw Legolas push through the branches of the tree.
"So you think you have the right to deprive me of food." Celide said accusingly while pointing her finger at Legolas.
"I thought that would make you laugh; you were too serious, Lady Celide." Legolas tried to explain.
"For your information, I barely had anything for dinner last night, and I missed out on breakfast. You are lucky I don't kill you now and eat you."
"I am sorry, my lady. If I had known that I would never had played such a horrible joke on you." He pulled the arrow out of the sandwich. "I ask for your forgiveness." He said as he handed her the mutilated sandwich with a guilty look upon his face.
She studied him for a minute then doubled over laughing. This angered Legolas. "I can't believe you! You make me feel horrible after I do something to make you happy! You are crazy, did you know that?! If this is how I am treated, then I will never do something for you again!" He said in a loud, booming voice. He then stalked off.
He was halfway to the castle when Celide came out from under the tree. "Have a nice day!" She yelled to him.
He stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. "You always surprise me, Lady Celide. There is something about you that makes it so I can't hate you."
Celide stayed where she was and looked at him. "Not so many people feel the same way towards me."
"That's their lost." She mesmerized Legolas at that moment. She was in a sunflower yellow dress with her curly, red hair pulled out of her face and into a ponytail. (Legolas just noticed that he had never seen anyone else in any elven kingdom dons their hair like she had hers.) The sunlight radiated off of her skin and made her green eyes glow. And the jeweled bracelet on her left wrist glistened. She looked like a beautiful, fire goddess.
"Well since it seems that my lunch was killed by a rogue warrior," she eyed Legolas, "I will just have to settle for you getting me another one."
No one had ever told him that he had to get something for them. This girl seemed to always step over her boundaries, but that made her even more appealing. "I would love to get you lunch, my lady. Please let me escort you to the dining room." He held his arm out to her and she took it. Arm in arm the two walked to the dining room.
As they walked past people, heads turned and many did double takes. Everyone knew Celide to be a crazy, wild, girl the opposite of his royal highness. One girl in particular was extremely affected by the pair. He thinks she is so great! He will despise her when she finds out who and what she really is. I am going to look like a saint when I tell him the news and when he looks me in the eye he fall instantly in love with me. She started to cackle as she dusted the suits of armor in the hall.
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song.
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Celide wasn't born with luck and she hasn't gained any twenty-three years later. When she arrived back at her room, Eladda came in and insisted that she eat dinner with her, Sarlyn, and Rinorn. After dinner, they headed out to the Dragonfly Tavern to make up for the party that Celide had missed out on the other night. The next morning Celide woke up after 3 hours of sleep and filled with drinks from the tavern. The drinks never had any effect on her, and she was able to get ready without any hassle, unlike her drinking buddy, who was bumping into everything and constantly falling down. But, Celide, being the good friend that she is and a shameless one at that, headed to the healers replicating Eladda's actions. The healers handed her a potion that would 'stop the consequences of her childish, idiotic drinking.' She relayed the potion to Eladda, who chugged it. With no time for breakfast, they parted ways. Celide clamored up the stairs toward Thranduil's room. She knocked then entered.
"Good morning" Thranduil greeted Celide from behind his oversized, oak desk.
"Good morning." Celide went about straightening Thranduil's bedroom, and study. When she finished, two hours later, she approached Thranduil who still hadn't left his desk. "Is there anything else you need Thranduil before I head out for lunch?" her stomach growled.
Thranduil smiled, "Not yet, but I am sure that you have heard that some important people will be arriving tomorrow for a one week stay." He continued when he say Celide nod her head. "I would like for you to be their guide and assistant should they need one."
"Yes, Thranduil." Celide said, she didn't really mind. New people were always something to look forward to. Thranduil nodded, then looked back down at the papers on his desk. She took this as a signal that she was free to go. The servant's dining room wasn't going to have lunched set up for another hour, so she decided to scour the kitchen and take her lunch outside on this nice day. When she had grabbed a sandwich and some fruit juice, she went out to the garden. She sat down under a tall weeping willow. She was happily eating when she her sandwich was yanked from her hands. She turned her head to see her sandwich attached to a tree with an arrow through it. She looked toward where the arrow had come from. She saw Legolas push through the branches of the tree.
"So you think you have the right to deprive me of food." Celide said accusingly while pointing her finger at Legolas.
"I thought that would make you laugh; you were too serious, Lady Celide." Legolas tried to explain.
"For your information, I barely had anything for dinner last night, and I missed out on breakfast. You are lucky I don't kill you now and eat you."
"I am sorry, my lady. If I had known that I would never had played such a horrible joke on you." He pulled the arrow out of the sandwich. "I ask for your forgiveness." He said as he handed her the mutilated sandwich with a guilty look upon his face.
She studied him for a minute then doubled over laughing. This angered Legolas. "I can't believe you! You make me feel horrible after I do something to make you happy! You are crazy, did you know that?! If this is how I am treated, then I will never do something for you again!" He said in a loud, booming voice. He then stalked off.
He was halfway to the castle when Celide came out from under the tree. "Have a nice day!" She yelled to him.
He stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. "You always surprise me, Lady Celide. There is something about you that makes it so I can't hate you."
Celide stayed where she was and looked at him. "Not so many people feel the same way towards me."
"That's their lost." She mesmerized Legolas at that moment. She was in a sunflower yellow dress with her curly, red hair pulled out of her face and into a ponytail. (Legolas just noticed that he had never seen anyone else in any elven kingdom dons their hair like she had hers.) The sunlight radiated off of her skin and made her green eyes glow. And the jeweled bracelet on her left wrist glistened. She looked like a beautiful, fire goddess.
"Well since it seems that my lunch was killed by a rogue warrior," she eyed Legolas, "I will just have to settle for you getting me another one."
No one had ever told him that he had to get something for them. This girl seemed to always step over her boundaries, but that made her even more appealing. "I would love to get you lunch, my lady. Please let me escort you to the dining room." He held his arm out to her and she took it. Arm in arm the two walked to the dining room.
As they walked past people, heads turned and many did double takes. Everyone knew Celide to be a crazy, wild, girl the opposite of his royal highness. One girl in particular was extremely affected by the pair. He thinks she is so great! He will despise her when she finds out who and what she really is. I am going to look like a saint when I tell him the news and when he looks me in the eye he fall instantly in love with me. She started to cackle as she dusted the suits of armor in the hall.