A/N okay so I'm back and hopefully this time for good. I want to inform
you guys that you still rock. A lot. Anyway....IT'S A DANGLING MODIFYER!!!
I glanced toward the quickly-opening door and, surprised, stood up. The journal fell off my lap and I caught my foot on the chair leg, so seconds later I was sprawled out on the floor, legs tangled in the chair, journal in hand, with a very angry Elven Prince looking down at me.
"Heh...heh...ah....hail, mellon Eldareva," I said angelically.
"What-are-you-doing-what-what-how DARE you intrude on my privacy-on my parents' privacy like this?!?!? I knew you were low, Aurora, but I didn't know you were this low-" He said, face turning red and shaking his head vigorously.
"Ah..." I said, sitting up. "I can explain!"
"Oh, you'd better be able to explain. Not here, though. Come with me." He said menacingly. He straightened the chair, replaced the journal, and seized my hand, dragging me out the door. I realized why only my footprints crisscrossed the dusy floor-Legolas' leather-shod feet were leaving no imprint.
Moments later I was seated on a wide log across the same stream I had fallen in only day before. Legolas sat tersely on the opposite bank, watching me. "Explain." He told me.
"Well, first of all, I didn't know that was your parents' room. Well, I guess I kinda did, because I was reading that journal, but I..didn't mean to intrude."
"You DIDN'T MEAN TO INTRUDE?"
"No. I said I was sorry. And I am."
He sighed. I continued.
"I just....needed to be somewhere away from everyone, where I could think. I used to go out into the forest but-" I gestured at the stream. "I don't know the land very well around here. I did not mean to intrude, I would have never have gone in there had I known."
He was silent for a few moments. I waited.
"I can see...I've gone there to think before, myself." He said finally. "I've never finished her journal, though. What did you read?"
"Not Much. She came form Rivendell with her mother. She thought Thranduil was very good-looking, if not kind. She had two Elven-steeds, Maril and Lumnae."
Legolas smiled. "I know of Maril and Lumnae. My own Kintalli is Maril's great-granddaughter."
I raised an eyebrow. "Intriguing."
Suddenly, I heard horns in the distance. Legolas' ears perked up. "An attack on the city!" He grabbed my hand again and raced through the trees.
A/N A bit boring, a bit short, I know. Nothing new, really. I apologize, but I really wanted to start kinda slow.
I glanced toward the quickly-opening door and, surprised, stood up. The journal fell off my lap and I caught my foot on the chair leg, so seconds later I was sprawled out on the floor, legs tangled in the chair, journal in hand, with a very angry Elven Prince looking down at me.
"Heh...heh...ah....hail, mellon Eldareva," I said angelically.
"What-are-you-doing-what-what-how DARE you intrude on my privacy-on my parents' privacy like this?!?!? I knew you were low, Aurora, but I didn't know you were this low-" He said, face turning red and shaking his head vigorously.
"Ah..." I said, sitting up. "I can explain!"
"Oh, you'd better be able to explain. Not here, though. Come with me." He said menacingly. He straightened the chair, replaced the journal, and seized my hand, dragging me out the door. I realized why only my footprints crisscrossed the dusy floor-Legolas' leather-shod feet were leaving no imprint.
Moments later I was seated on a wide log across the same stream I had fallen in only day before. Legolas sat tersely on the opposite bank, watching me. "Explain." He told me.
"Well, first of all, I didn't know that was your parents' room. Well, I guess I kinda did, because I was reading that journal, but I..didn't mean to intrude."
"You DIDN'T MEAN TO INTRUDE?"
"No. I said I was sorry. And I am."
He sighed. I continued.
"I just....needed to be somewhere away from everyone, where I could think. I used to go out into the forest but-" I gestured at the stream. "I don't know the land very well around here. I did not mean to intrude, I would have never have gone in there had I known."
He was silent for a few moments. I waited.
"I can see...I've gone there to think before, myself." He said finally. "I've never finished her journal, though. What did you read?"
"Not Much. She came form Rivendell with her mother. She thought Thranduil was very good-looking, if not kind. She had two Elven-steeds, Maril and Lumnae."
Legolas smiled. "I know of Maril and Lumnae. My own Kintalli is Maril's great-granddaughter."
I raised an eyebrow. "Intriguing."
Suddenly, I heard horns in the distance. Legolas' ears perked up. "An attack on the city!" He grabbed my hand again and raced through the trees.
A/N A bit boring, a bit short, I know. Nothing new, really. I apologize, but I really wanted to start kinda slow.