AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well. ok so no a/n was really needed here. I think the site
may be screwing up my chapters and there may be a couple missing or out of
order but I'm not sure. The last few chapters are supposed to be:
13-Kikania Icicles and Hairdos
14-The Announcement
15-The Summons
16-The Truth
17-Plans
If the 'author's apology' is still there or if any of the chapters are mixed up or missing, I'm really sorry and I'll try to fix it as soon as possible. In the meantime, here's the next chapter. It's not the longest, but I think this one has the most stuff happening in it. Actually so much stuff I'm not quite sure what to title it, but I am sure I'll figure out something before I have to post it. Wait. got one! One with a dual meaning. don't you love those? Anyway, Enjoy!
Old Acquaintances:
Kika took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She was about to meet her future husband. Rilyien would not even tell her his name; she would only say that she knew him and that he had been grieved when she had left. Kika was bewildered. She did not have any admirers in Lorien that she knew of. She sat nervously in the flet waiting for him to arrive. She considered running but decided against it. She knew that this was the only way to forget what had happened between her and Legolas. She would soon have a new life and a family of her own to tend to. She jumped as she heard someone step onto the flet. As she saw the elf that had just entered, she drew in a sharp breath.
"Rumil?" Surely he was not her betrothed. He had never shown the slightest interest in her. And he was from a prominent family, being Haldir and Orophin's brother, the youngest of the three. She stood as he approached her. He knelt and kissed the back of her hand.
"Hello, Kikania." Kika did not know what to think. She noticed his eyes flickering down her dress and she pulled her hand away nervously.
"Hello." She could think of nothing to say. Seriously, what do you say to the one you are going to marry in a week's time when you hardly know him?
"Shall we go for a walk?" asked Rumil. Kika nodded and took the proffered arm once they reached the ground. "You seemed surprised to see me," He said as they walked slowly.
Kika grasped for words. "Well, I believe that I would have been surprised with whoever walked in. I did not know who to expect." Her mind was reeling. She was going to spend forever with Rumil. the thought was not that terrible. He was handsome enough, and had always been kind to her. Not as handsome as Legolas, she thought, but she quickly banished such thoughts. She was doing this to forget Legolas, not to evoke old thoughts. They spoke for nearly an hour before he returned her to her flet.
"I have enjoyed seeing you, Kikania. I hope you are looking forward to our wedding as much as I am." Kika smiled and nodded politely.
"Of course I am," she said. Rumil leaned in to kiss her on the lips, but Kika turned her head so that he caught her cheek instead. He did not seem offended as he bid her good night and left. Kika sadly touched the place on her cheek where his lips had touched. The kiss had gotten no reaction from her. He could never make her skin tingle with a single touch as Legolas could, but he was willing to wed her whereas Legolas was not, she told herself resolutely. She quickly climbed onto the flet to be met by Rilyien's smiling face.
"So? How did it go? You are pleased with your future husband?" Kika smiled wearily.
"Yes, he was very polite and kind, though I did not expect it to be him."
"Not only is he the perfect gentlemen, he is also one of the best looking elves in the wood, and very high on the chain of command in the Galadhrim."
"Yes, Rilyien, you have most certainly outdone yourself. I must rest, though, I am very tired." Rilyien smiled sympathetically and tried to get her to eat before she retired, but Kika claimed she was not hungry.
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As Kika was strolling in Lothlorien, Legolas was riding at a quick pace towards the Golden Wood with Gimli trailing behind.
"Legolas, you must slow down! It is hard enough to balance on one of these things at a slow pace, but at the speeds you are going I will end up falling off and breaking my neck!" Legolas sighed and reigned his steed in, waiting for the dwarf to catch up.
"If we move a little faster than you would like, we may still arrive within the next decade," said Legolas sarcastically. He sped up again once Gimli had caught up. "The sooner we get, the sooner I can get this all straightened out and see her again." Gimli only grunted and worked to stay upright as he sped up to keep up with the impatient elf.
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Rumil came for Kika the next two days, spending every moment with her until she began to tire of him. He was constantly bragging of his bravery in encounters with every type of beast imaginable, and the worst thing was that Kika had probably fought more than him, though of course she did not say so, only listened politely. At dinner in his flet on the second day he finally asked about something that Kika had been intentionally avoiding.
"Why will you not allow me to kiss you?"
Kika tried to come up with an excuse, but could not, so she only smiled. "What makes you think that I will not?" Rumil raised an eyebrow.
"Do you think me to be half-witted? I have tried to kiss you since the first night but you have always found a way to avoid or divert it." He appeared to be getting a little angry, but so was Kika.
"And what of it?" she said haughtily, turning slightly away from him. She felt him come up behind her and wrap his arms around her, and she had to fight the urge to pull away.
"I am to be your husband in a few day's time and you act as if I am naught but a stranger." He turned Kika so that she was facing him, and she saw anger - and perhaps something else - burning in his eyes. He stared at her a moment before his mouth descended on hers. She attempted to pull away, but she had made the mistake of allowing him to have his arms around her, and in a battle of sheer strength, there was no chance for her. His mouth came down so hard she was certain that he would leave her lips bruised. He jammed his tongue down into her mouth and did not pull away for quite some time, despite the fact that she was squealing into his mouth, trying to get him to stop.
When he finally pulled away, he looked down Kika with a malicious grin that truly frightened her. "That was not so bad, now was it?" he said. Despite her fear, she glared at him angrily.
"I think I will not answer that question so as to keep your pride intact." She did not realize how angry he truly was, and this seemed to only intensify what he was feeling. He began walking to his bed, pulling her behind him. "Rumil! Stop! What are you doing?" He sank down onto the bed, pulling her down beside him.
"We shall see what you have to say about my pride after tonight." Kika's eyes widened as she realized what he intended. She quickly began trying to figure out a way to get out of this. He far surpassed her in strength so she tried to talk her way out.
"Surely you would not force yourself on me," she said, trying not to let her fear show. Rumil once again covered her mouth with his before he answered.
"You are to be my wife, you are already mine." Kika's fear quickly turned to desperation as he began unlacing the back of her dress.
"Rumil, please! Stop!" Her pleas had no effect on him as he continued to remove her dress. He pressed her face into his chest to muffle any cries for help.
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"The Lady does not know of my coming, but I request to speak with her as soon as possible," Legolas told the guard at the foot of the tree in which the Lady's flet was situated. It had been hard enough to get the border guards to let him through, especially with the dwarf, but fortunately one of the higher-ups had remembered when they had been there with the fellowship. Now he was finding out that it was even harder to get an audience with Lady Galadriel.
"Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, and Gimli son of Gloin," came a soft voice from behind them. They turned to see the Lady and immediately both went down on one knee. "I would have you eat and take rest before council, but I can see that you are anxious to speak with me."
"Yes, My Lady. I have come seeking. information. I was hoping that you may be able to help." Galadriel nodded and smiled, leading the way up into the talan. After they were all comfortably seated Legolas began. "Do you know if a maiden named Kikania who left this wood many years ago has retuned recently?"
"Yes. She was one of my handmaidens before her departure. She returned just over a week ago." Legolas was noticeably relieved when she said this. A slight smile graced Galadriel's lips when she saw this. "She is well." Legolas was silent before asking his next question.
"Do you know of her parentage?" Gimli remained silent throughout all this, gazing at the Lady as he had wished to do ever since he had left Lothlorien the first time. Legolas waited, both fearing and anticipating the answer. Surely she would know. She had to know. She was silent for several moments. Legolas was beginning to wonder if she would answer when he heard a soft voice that seemed to originate from inside his mind instead of entering through his ears. 'You do not know the importance of what you ask. If I tell this information, it could place Kikania in danger.' He heard the same voice out loud. "I do know the information you seek, but do you still wish to know?"
"I can protect her," said Legolas. He had to find out. Without this knowledge, he could not have Kika as his wife. And without her as is wife, he could not live. Galadriel gazed at him for a moment before replying.
"You love her," she stated. Though Legolas knew of her wisdom, he was still amazed at her astounding perception. "I believe that you will protect her. This does make me more willing to disclose her descent." Legolas was now more curious than ever before, wondering how her ancestry could be so dangerous that Lady Galadriel would be so reluctant to tell. "However," she continued, "I could not tell you without her being in attendance. I will have her summoned in the morning, and I will send for you at the same time." She smiled. "Now that this matter is taken care of, for the time being, at least, let us move on to more pleasant things. How does Mirkwood fare?"
A/N: So? What do you think? Hey! Stop talking to yourself about what you thought and hit that purpley-blue button down there and submit a review! Please? Pretty please? Come on, review!!! Geez, if it's only to tell me how hot Orlando is going to be in Pirates, I'll even be satisfied with that. Because he will be very hot. Ok now I'm just babbling. Can you type-babble? Oh well, just PLEASE review! I'll try to update soon! The more reviews I get, the sooner it will be!
If the 'author's apology' is still there or if any of the chapters are mixed up or missing, I'm really sorry and I'll try to fix it as soon as possible. In the meantime, here's the next chapter. It's not the longest, but I think this one has the most stuff happening in it. Actually so much stuff I'm not quite sure what to title it, but I am sure I'll figure out something before I have to post it. Wait. got one! One with a dual meaning. don't you love those? Anyway, Enjoy!
Old Acquaintances:
Kika took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She was about to meet her future husband. Rilyien would not even tell her his name; she would only say that she knew him and that he had been grieved when she had left. Kika was bewildered. She did not have any admirers in Lorien that she knew of. She sat nervously in the flet waiting for him to arrive. She considered running but decided against it. She knew that this was the only way to forget what had happened between her and Legolas. She would soon have a new life and a family of her own to tend to. She jumped as she heard someone step onto the flet. As she saw the elf that had just entered, she drew in a sharp breath.
"Rumil?" Surely he was not her betrothed. He had never shown the slightest interest in her. And he was from a prominent family, being Haldir and Orophin's brother, the youngest of the three. She stood as he approached her. He knelt and kissed the back of her hand.
"Hello, Kikania." Kika did not know what to think. She noticed his eyes flickering down her dress and she pulled her hand away nervously.
"Hello." She could think of nothing to say. Seriously, what do you say to the one you are going to marry in a week's time when you hardly know him?
"Shall we go for a walk?" asked Rumil. Kika nodded and took the proffered arm once they reached the ground. "You seemed surprised to see me," He said as they walked slowly.
Kika grasped for words. "Well, I believe that I would have been surprised with whoever walked in. I did not know who to expect." Her mind was reeling. She was going to spend forever with Rumil. the thought was not that terrible. He was handsome enough, and had always been kind to her. Not as handsome as Legolas, she thought, but she quickly banished such thoughts. She was doing this to forget Legolas, not to evoke old thoughts. They spoke for nearly an hour before he returned her to her flet.
"I have enjoyed seeing you, Kikania. I hope you are looking forward to our wedding as much as I am." Kika smiled and nodded politely.
"Of course I am," she said. Rumil leaned in to kiss her on the lips, but Kika turned her head so that he caught her cheek instead. He did not seem offended as he bid her good night and left. Kika sadly touched the place on her cheek where his lips had touched. The kiss had gotten no reaction from her. He could never make her skin tingle with a single touch as Legolas could, but he was willing to wed her whereas Legolas was not, she told herself resolutely. She quickly climbed onto the flet to be met by Rilyien's smiling face.
"So? How did it go? You are pleased with your future husband?" Kika smiled wearily.
"Yes, he was very polite and kind, though I did not expect it to be him."
"Not only is he the perfect gentlemen, he is also one of the best looking elves in the wood, and very high on the chain of command in the Galadhrim."
"Yes, Rilyien, you have most certainly outdone yourself. I must rest, though, I am very tired." Rilyien smiled sympathetically and tried to get her to eat before she retired, but Kika claimed she was not hungry.
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As Kika was strolling in Lothlorien, Legolas was riding at a quick pace towards the Golden Wood with Gimli trailing behind.
"Legolas, you must slow down! It is hard enough to balance on one of these things at a slow pace, but at the speeds you are going I will end up falling off and breaking my neck!" Legolas sighed and reigned his steed in, waiting for the dwarf to catch up.
"If we move a little faster than you would like, we may still arrive within the next decade," said Legolas sarcastically. He sped up again once Gimli had caught up. "The sooner we get, the sooner I can get this all straightened out and see her again." Gimli only grunted and worked to stay upright as he sped up to keep up with the impatient elf.
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Rumil came for Kika the next two days, spending every moment with her until she began to tire of him. He was constantly bragging of his bravery in encounters with every type of beast imaginable, and the worst thing was that Kika had probably fought more than him, though of course she did not say so, only listened politely. At dinner in his flet on the second day he finally asked about something that Kika had been intentionally avoiding.
"Why will you not allow me to kiss you?"
Kika tried to come up with an excuse, but could not, so she only smiled. "What makes you think that I will not?" Rumil raised an eyebrow.
"Do you think me to be half-witted? I have tried to kiss you since the first night but you have always found a way to avoid or divert it." He appeared to be getting a little angry, but so was Kika.
"And what of it?" she said haughtily, turning slightly away from him. She felt him come up behind her and wrap his arms around her, and she had to fight the urge to pull away.
"I am to be your husband in a few day's time and you act as if I am naught but a stranger." He turned Kika so that she was facing him, and she saw anger - and perhaps something else - burning in his eyes. He stared at her a moment before his mouth descended on hers. She attempted to pull away, but she had made the mistake of allowing him to have his arms around her, and in a battle of sheer strength, there was no chance for her. His mouth came down so hard she was certain that he would leave her lips bruised. He jammed his tongue down into her mouth and did not pull away for quite some time, despite the fact that she was squealing into his mouth, trying to get him to stop.
When he finally pulled away, he looked down Kika with a malicious grin that truly frightened her. "That was not so bad, now was it?" he said. Despite her fear, she glared at him angrily.
"I think I will not answer that question so as to keep your pride intact." She did not realize how angry he truly was, and this seemed to only intensify what he was feeling. He began walking to his bed, pulling her behind him. "Rumil! Stop! What are you doing?" He sank down onto the bed, pulling her down beside him.
"We shall see what you have to say about my pride after tonight." Kika's eyes widened as she realized what he intended. She quickly began trying to figure out a way to get out of this. He far surpassed her in strength so she tried to talk her way out.
"Surely you would not force yourself on me," she said, trying not to let her fear show. Rumil once again covered her mouth with his before he answered.
"You are to be my wife, you are already mine." Kika's fear quickly turned to desperation as he began unlacing the back of her dress.
"Rumil, please! Stop!" Her pleas had no effect on him as he continued to remove her dress. He pressed her face into his chest to muffle any cries for help.
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"The Lady does not know of my coming, but I request to speak with her as soon as possible," Legolas told the guard at the foot of the tree in which the Lady's flet was situated. It had been hard enough to get the border guards to let him through, especially with the dwarf, but fortunately one of the higher-ups had remembered when they had been there with the fellowship. Now he was finding out that it was even harder to get an audience with Lady Galadriel.
"Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, and Gimli son of Gloin," came a soft voice from behind them. They turned to see the Lady and immediately both went down on one knee. "I would have you eat and take rest before council, but I can see that you are anxious to speak with me."
"Yes, My Lady. I have come seeking. information. I was hoping that you may be able to help." Galadriel nodded and smiled, leading the way up into the talan. After they were all comfortably seated Legolas began. "Do you know if a maiden named Kikania who left this wood many years ago has retuned recently?"
"Yes. She was one of my handmaidens before her departure. She returned just over a week ago." Legolas was noticeably relieved when she said this. A slight smile graced Galadriel's lips when she saw this. "She is well." Legolas was silent before asking his next question.
"Do you know of her parentage?" Gimli remained silent throughout all this, gazing at the Lady as he had wished to do ever since he had left Lothlorien the first time. Legolas waited, both fearing and anticipating the answer. Surely she would know. She had to know. She was silent for several moments. Legolas was beginning to wonder if she would answer when he heard a soft voice that seemed to originate from inside his mind instead of entering through his ears. 'You do not know the importance of what you ask. If I tell this information, it could place Kikania in danger.' He heard the same voice out loud. "I do know the information you seek, but do you still wish to know?"
"I can protect her," said Legolas. He had to find out. Without this knowledge, he could not have Kika as his wife. And without her as is wife, he could not live. Galadriel gazed at him for a moment before replying.
"You love her," she stated. Though Legolas knew of her wisdom, he was still amazed at her astounding perception. "I believe that you will protect her. This does make me more willing to disclose her descent." Legolas was now more curious than ever before, wondering how her ancestry could be so dangerous that Lady Galadriel would be so reluctant to tell. "However," she continued, "I could not tell you without her being in attendance. I will have her summoned in the morning, and I will send for you at the same time." She smiled. "Now that this matter is taken care of, for the time being, at least, let us move on to more pleasant things. How does Mirkwood fare?"
A/N: So? What do you think? Hey! Stop talking to yourself about what you thought and hit that purpley-blue button down there and submit a review! Please? Pretty please? Come on, review!!! Geez, if it's only to tell me how hot Orlando is going to be in Pirates, I'll even be satisfied with that. Because he will be very hot. Ok now I'm just babbling. Can you type-babble? Oh well, just PLEASE review! I'll try to update soon! The more reviews I get, the sooner it will be!
