"My telemna Earenya-yentille selde,
Fuume in arda maiar.
Niellium tirne vanwa you.
Tulya at to me.
We nornoro in narquelion.
Fuume...." a voice sang as I stirred and opened my eyes.
"Where...where am I?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and blinking at the tall figure seated next to me who was holding my hand.
"You brainless idiot. You fell off your horse and dunked your hand in the stream. You've been asleep for two days." Legolas said, dropping my hand and looking out the window.
"What were you singing?" I asked, still having a hard time focusing on his face.
"A song that my mother used to sing to me." He replied as a pale blush covered his pallid cheeks.
"Why do you have bags under your eyes?"
"Father - Father made me stay here, for the last two days." He replied, embarrassed.
"Is there something very interesting out there?" I asked him, struggling to see out of the window.
"No." his blush deepened and he focused back on my face.
"Oh."
Silence for seconds that seemed to last for hours.
"Oh, Aura darling, I'm glad you're awake. You have an appointment with the dress fitters in an hour. I didn't want to cancel, I've already had to postpone it twice- and the wedding is tomorrow!" Valaine said, bustling into the room.
"The- the wedding? Tomorrow?" I said weakly.
"Uh-huh. You've got to get ready.' She said, pulling a simple fawn-colored skirt and green blouse out of a trunk in the corner.
"Oh, Legolas. Here you are. I've been looking for you for hours. I thought I told you to get some sleep yesterday." Thranduil said, stopping short as he entered the room. "Have you been here the whole time?"
Legolas nodded sheepishly.
"Well, you'd better get some sleep. You have to look good for the big day."
Legolas nodded and followed his father from the room.
An hour later I was following Valiane down a long corridor "Here it is!" she said merrily as we entered a large room.
"Valiane, darling!" chorused a number of generously proportioned women seated around the room.
She was instantly enveloped in a moving mound of embraces.
"Ladies! I missed you so from our last visit!" Valiane said, grinning.
"And this must be the lucky lady!" cried one of them, holding me at arms length.
"This is she! So, what do you think, girls? Simple or fancy?"
"Simple!"
"Fancy!"
"Embroidered!"
"Satin!"
"Silk!"
"Velvet!"
"Galadriel styled!"
"No, definitely Melian. She's unquestionably Melian."
"What about Jewelry?"
"Silver!"
"Gold!"
"Sapphires!"
"Mithril!"
"Ladies, Ladies. Calm down." Valiane said, trying to control the wild pack.
"I think we should get her fittings first, then decide on the style. She'll have so much else to do, we won't have to burden her." ventured a slight, pale-haired women- the only one who hadn't volunteered an opinion.
"That's our Hyalmaë. Always the smart one, she is."
The pale haired woman smiled.
"Now dear, we'll just have you stand over here so we can measure you." A woman with a white wimple covering her hair ushered me to a small platform.
My legs, arms, stomach, neck and head were gauged. I was thinking longingly of the outdoor sunlight when a voice penetrated my thoughts.
"Well then dear, you can go for now. Stay outside; you look as if you need it. Have fun- and don't think of tomorrow."
I nodded mutely and fled from the room, pressing my hand to my mouth to control my nausea.
Half an hour later I had scrambled behind a dark bush - just in time.
"You know, the first time I fell in the same thing happened." someone remarked dryly.
"Legolas?" I said, looking up.
"The very same." He grinned and settled into a cross-legged position on the ground.
"Why- why've you come?" I said, trying unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn.
"I saw you dashing out of the fitters, and figured you'd come out here."
"I am so....so..so...so....so tired." I replied, leaning against the trunk of a wide birch tree behind me.
"Sleep. I'll watch you."
"I....."
A/N I loooove you all!!!!! You are all my best friends!!!!! Here's the translated song...all by me, of course!!!!!
My silver, sea-eyed child,
Sleep in the realm of the maiar.
Sirius watches over you
Come back to me.
We will run in the dusk of autumn.
Sleep....
Fuume in arda maiar.
Niellium tirne vanwa you.
Tulya at to me.
We nornoro in narquelion.
Fuume...." a voice sang as I stirred and opened my eyes.
"Where...where am I?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and blinking at the tall figure seated next to me who was holding my hand.
"You brainless idiot. You fell off your horse and dunked your hand in the stream. You've been asleep for two days." Legolas said, dropping my hand and looking out the window.
"What were you singing?" I asked, still having a hard time focusing on his face.
"A song that my mother used to sing to me." He replied as a pale blush covered his pallid cheeks.
"Why do you have bags under your eyes?"
"Father - Father made me stay here, for the last two days." He replied, embarrassed.
"Is there something very interesting out there?" I asked him, struggling to see out of the window.
"No." his blush deepened and he focused back on my face.
"Oh."
Silence for seconds that seemed to last for hours.
"Oh, Aura darling, I'm glad you're awake. You have an appointment with the dress fitters in an hour. I didn't want to cancel, I've already had to postpone it twice- and the wedding is tomorrow!" Valaine said, bustling into the room.
"The- the wedding? Tomorrow?" I said weakly.
"Uh-huh. You've got to get ready.' She said, pulling a simple fawn-colored skirt and green blouse out of a trunk in the corner.
"Oh, Legolas. Here you are. I've been looking for you for hours. I thought I told you to get some sleep yesterday." Thranduil said, stopping short as he entered the room. "Have you been here the whole time?"
Legolas nodded sheepishly.
"Well, you'd better get some sleep. You have to look good for the big day."
Legolas nodded and followed his father from the room.
An hour later I was following Valiane down a long corridor "Here it is!" she said merrily as we entered a large room.
"Valiane, darling!" chorused a number of generously proportioned women seated around the room.
She was instantly enveloped in a moving mound of embraces.
"Ladies! I missed you so from our last visit!" Valiane said, grinning.
"And this must be the lucky lady!" cried one of them, holding me at arms length.
"This is she! So, what do you think, girls? Simple or fancy?"
"Simple!"
"Fancy!"
"Embroidered!"
"Satin!"
"Silk!"
"Velvet!"
"Galadriel styled!"
"No, definitely Melian. She's unquestionably Melian."
"What about Jewelry?"
"Silver!"
"Gold!"
"Sapphires!"
"Mithril!"
"Ladies, Ladies. Calm down." Valiane said, trying to control the wild pack.
"I think we should get her fittings first, then decide on the style. She'll have so much else to do, we won't have to burden her." ventured a slight, pale-haired women- the only one who hadn't volunteered an opinion.
"That's our Hyalmaë. Always the smart one, she is."
The pale haired woman smiled.
"Now dear, we'll just have you stand over here so we can measure you." A woman with a white wimple covering her hair ushered me to a small platform.
My legs, arms, stomach, neck and head were gauged. I was thinking longingly of the outdoor sunlight when a voice penetrated my thoughts.
"Well then dear, you can go for now. Stay outside; you look as if you need it. Have fun- and don't think of tomorrow."
I nodded mutely and fled from the room, pressing my hand to my mouth to control my nausea.
Half an hour later I had scrambled behind a dark bush - just in time.
"You know, the first time I fell in the same thing happened." someone remarked dryly.
"Legolas?" I said, looking up.
"The very same." He grinned and settled into a cross-legged position on the ground.
"Why- why've you come?" I said, trying unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn.
"I saw you dashing out of the fitters, and figured you'd come out here."
"I am so....so..so...so....so tired." I replied, leaning against the trunk of a wide birch tree behind me.
"Sleep. I'll watch you."
"I....."
A/N I loooove you all!!!!! You are all my best friends!!!!! Here's the translated song...all by me, of course!!!!!
My silver, sea-eyed child,
Sleep in the realm of the maiar.
Sirius watches over you
Come back to me.
We will run in the dusk of autumn.
Sleep....