! All 4 Seasons In 1 Day!
Disclaimer: I do not have the money or power to own any of the ideas that came out of J.R.R. Tolkein's and Sting's mind. But I am working on it!
A/N: I am sooo sorry for the long wait!!! I have been busy with the start of school and coaching. Thanks to all that reviews; I hope that this chapter is worth the eternity wait I put you all through!
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Celide went about her day completing her chores, and assisting the guests with a smile on her face and cracking jokes. No one was able to tell that inside her heart was shattered, not even Eladda. She was walking with Arwen to the Pixie Gardens so that Arwen could paint.
Arwen had finished setting up her supplies when she asked, "Do you mind if I paint your portrait? Your eyes are holding more emotion than I have seen."
"If you would like. But I do not believe that my emotions are portrayed by my eyes." Celide replied.
Arwen had already started painting. "Others may not see it, but for those who have experienced love and have been hurt by it can see that you are in a world of constant sorrow." She looked into Celide's eyes. "Hhhmmm," She hummed more than said, "It might ease your pain and settle your mind if you tell me what has happened. But only if you feel comfortable." Arwen picked up a paintbrush and began again.
Celide contemplated. 'Should I tell her this? Can I trust her? Will she even help? I do not think I would be able to talk to Eladda about this. Arwen seems to be the type who will listen and give worldly advice. She has, of course, been in love and is an elf that has lifetimes of knowledge in this subject. What the hell! It can not, possibly, do more harm.' "I do not know what I did! But whatever it was caused Legolas to send me into exiled starting at midnight. He did not give me a chance to talk to him. I don't have any idea where I will go! I.I.I.uhhhh." Celide put her head into her hands and shook her head. Arwen was not able to tell if Celide was sad or angry.
"Celide, I had no idea that Prince Legolas did this. I did not even think he was capable of it. Everytime I had seen him he was lost in love. His eyes were always darting around in search of you, and when we crossed paths I noticed that he had been watching you. I like you, Celide. You do not deserve this. I will investigate this. But if you still have to leave tonight, I will have a tent outside the city walls for you. And if you need a job, I would love for you to be my personal assistant. Now I must get going if I want to look into this. Good day, Celide." Arwen smiled and whispered, "May luck be with you!" Then she packed up her art supplies and made her way to the castle. Celide was not far behind for she had to help Thranduil get ready for that nights ball.
Disclaimer: I do not have the money or power to own any of the ideas that came out of J.R.R. Tolkein's and Sting's mind. But I am working on it!
A/N: I am sooo sorry for the long wait!!! I have been busy with the start of school and coaching. Thanks to all that reviews; I hope that this chapter is worth the eternity wait I put you all through!
~*~
Celide went about her day completing her chores, and assisting the guests with a smile on her face and cracking jokes. No one was able to tell that inside her heart was shattered, not even Eladda. She was walking with Arwen to the Pixie Gardens so that Arwen could paint.
Arwen had finished setting up her supplies when she asked, "Do you mind if I paint your portrait? Your eyes are holding more emotion than I have seen."
"If you would like. But I do not believe that my emotions are portrayed by my eyes." Celide replied.
Arwen had already started painting. "Others may not see it, but for those who have experienced love and have been hurt by it can see that you are in a world of constant sorrow." She looked into Celide's eyes. "Hhhmmm," She hummed more than said, "It might ease your pain and settle your mind if you tell me what has happened. But only if you feel comfortable." Arwen picked up a paintbrush and began again.
Celide contemplated. 'Should I tell her this? Can I trust her? Will she even help? I do not think I would be able to talk to Eladda about this. Arwen seems to be the type who will listen and give worldly advice. She has, of course, been in love and is an elf that has lifetimes of knowledge in this subject. What the hell! It can not, possibly, do more harm.' "I do not know what I did! But whatever it was caused Legolas to send me into exiled starting at midnight. He did not give me a chance to talk to him. I don't have any idea where I will go! I.I.I.uhhhh." Celide put her head into her hands and shook her head. Arwen was not able to tell if Celide was sad or angry.
"Celide, I had no idea that Prince Legolas did this. I did not even think he was capable of it. Everytime I had seen him he was lost in love. His eyes were always darting around in search of you, and when we crossed paths I noticed that he had been watching you. I like you, Celide. You do not deserve this. I will investigate this. But if you still have to leave tonight, I will have a tent outside the city walls for you. And if you need a job, I would love for you to be my personal assistant. Now I must get going if I want to look into this. Good day, Celide." Arwen smiled and whispered, "May luck be with you!" Then she packed up her art supplies and made her way to the castle. Celide was not far behind for she had to help Thranduil get ready for that nights ball.