AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry I haven't updated in so long! School has started back
and chapters may take longer to get up but they won't all take as long as
this one I promise. Another should follow within a few days. This chapter's
a bit shorter than the last but contains a lot if important information
(though most of it could probably have been guessed by now. sorry about
that I hate it when a story is that predictable. but don't worry there's
something coming that I think none of you expects). By the way, I will soon
be posting two new fics (I know I said that a while back but I really
should post it soon) and maybe an original story.
Ok one last thing. I am working on another fanfic and I need some human middle earth names for it... actually I need a ton lol. I don't know where to find any, so I've just been writing names that kinda sound middle- earthish, and it's not going too well, so if you have any names or a source for names, I would be really, extremely, tremendously, greatly, enormously grateful. I have a source for elvish names, but not human. And that is what I need now. Go figure. Oh well, if you can help me out, please let me know. Thanks!
Revelations:
Kika awoke the next morning and sighed, pressing her face into her pillow, unwilling to awake to yet another day filled with Rumil's battle stories.
"Oh! Careful," said a surprised voice above her. Shocked, she sat up and saw that her pillow had been Legolas's lap. She grinned, her early-morning amnesia quickly disappearing.
"Sorry. I thought you were a pillow," she said. "When did I fall asleep?"
"About two hours ago," he replied as he leaned in for a quick kiss.
"Did you ever sleep?" she asked.
"No, I did not want anyone, Rumil in particular, sneaking up on us unawares." Kika frowned.
"You should have slept some. I could have watched for a little while."
"Nonsense, I am not even tired." Kika sighed.
"I never thought that I would see the day when we would have to keep watch within the Golden Wood." Just then, there was a call from the base of the tree.
"Kikania?" Kika and Legolas both moved to the edge and looked down to see who was there. When Legolas first saw him, he stiffened.
"Is that -" he began.
"No, that is his brother," Kika said. "Good morning, Orophin! You can come up," she called to the elf below. She could understand how Legolas could mistake him for Rumil. Their resemblance was uncanny, but fortunately only their looks were similar. He was soon in front of Kika and Legolas.
"Good morning, Kika. I was sent to find you and Prince Legolas and it ended up being easier than I thought it would be," he said. "The Lady wishes to speak with both of you." He looked at Kika, then at Legolas, then back to Kika, obviously wondering what was going on. Kika decided to take advantage of this. She had not officially broken off her betrothal to Rumil, and she refused to speak to him herself.
"Yes, we were expecting that. Um. Orophin, I have a favor to ask of you." Legolas had not said anything to him so far. Obviously being Rumil's brother was enough for Legolas to dislike him. Orophin smiled brightly.
"Of course. What can I do?" Kika hesitated before continuing.
"Well, you know that Rumil and I were betrothed -"
"Were?" Blushing, Kika nodded.
"Yes, were. I must break off our engagement, but because of the reason for that, I could not possibly tell him myself." Orophin looked genuinely shocked.
"You are not going to marry Rumil? Why not?" Kika looked uncomfortable, so Legolas stepped in.
"Your brother attempted to take her as his own against her will," he stated. Orophin looked nearly as angry as Legolas had been.
"He Iwhat?/I How could he do something like that? I swear I will -"
"Just swear that you will tell him that I will not wed him; that I am now betrothed to someone else," Kika interrupted.
"Someone who will not go easy on him if he dares to come near Kika again," Legolas added in. Orophin nodded, then a sly smile crept onto his face.
"I take it a congratulations is in order, then?" Kika laughed.
"Not yet, Orophin. You should not jump to conclusions so easily. I believe Lady Galadriel is waiting for Legolas and I, so we should probably go."
"Yes," Orophin agreed, "And I will deliver your message, along with one of my own. Though mine will most likely be delivered through my fists instead of my mouth," he added grimly.
Legolas and Kika hurried to the flet where they were to meet the Lady. As they were headed there, Legolas noticed that Kika was practically shaking with nerves.
"What is the matter? Are you all right?" he asked, concerned.
"I am fine," Kika assured him. "I am only nervous because I am about to find out who my parents were. I had thought I would never know, now all of a sudden it is just right in front of me." Legolas placed a comforting arm around her as they continued walking.
They soon reached the flet and, after the necessary bowing, curtsying, and other pleasantries, were finally seated across from Galadriel and Celeborn, who they had not expected to be there.
"I suppose Legolas has informed you of why you are here?" said Galadriel, and Kika nodded in confirmation. "You are wondering why you have not been told who your parents are until now, and put simply, it was to protect you." Kika, though confused, remained silent. Had her parents been of ill repute and she had not wanted Kika to be branded by that? "No, your parents were very respectable elves," Galadriel said. Kika blushed. She had forgotten about the Lady's exemplary perception, if it could be called that.
Legolas had been sitting silently, getting more worried every second. Kika had to be noble. If not. he would not even think about that. He turned his attention back to the conversation as Lady Galadriel spoke again.
"I know that the main reason both of you are here is because you wish to wed, but cannot do so unless Kikania is noble." Kika was glad she was getting around to what she wanted to hear. "I will go ahead and assuage your fears. You have more than enough nobility in your blood, Kika, to wed the prince." Kika practically sagged with relief, then paled when she realized what Galadriel had just said. She was noble?
Legolas's face was split by a wide grin when Lady Galadriel said this. Everything had fallen together so perfectly. Now he could bring Kika back to Mirkwood, this time as a noble, and his father would have to let them wed.
"You are a Lady," continued Galadriel. "I am your great-aunt, your closest living relative." Kika was completely speechless. "You are the only granddaughter of my brother, Orodreth. Your father was killed just after your birth, and your mother, who was still weak from childbirth, soon followed when she heard the news." She paused. "I know that this is much to learn all at once, but there is yet more. Because Arwen, my granddaughter, has decided to live with King Elessar as a mortal, you are now the heiress of Lothlorien." Kika gasped at this. Finding out that she was nobility was shocking, but that was nothing compared to this. She was related to Galadriel, and heiress of Lothlorien? How could she have lived her entire life completely ignorant of this? The Lady once again answered a question she would not have dared to voice.
"Lord Celeborn and I have always known this, but we decided not to tell you because we knew what pressure this would put on you. You grew up not knowing who your parents were, but you were also able to grow up without the pressure of knowing your position. You were raised by my most trustworthy maid, and I made sure you became my handmaiden when you were old enough so I could watch you carefully. I tried to make sure that you were always safe, which turned out not to be much of an issue anyway because you were spirited enough to have Haldir teach you to defend yourself."
Legolas saw how pale Kika was and reached over to give her hand a gentle squeeze. "Kika? Are you all right?" he asked anxiously. Kika jumped at his touch, as if brought suddenly from a reverie.
"Yes, I am fine, only. how could this be true? Are you sure there is no mistake or." Galadriel smiled warmly.
"I assure you that this is no mistake. You are Lady Kikania, heir to Lothlorien, future princess of Mirkwood." Legolas could not help but smile as she said this. "I know that you will need some time to take all this in. You may go now, I know you must wish to rest and speak with Prince Legolas about all that has taken place. If you have no objections, Lord Celeborn and I would like to hold a banquet in your honor tomorrow night, pronouncing you as our heir, and perhaps your engagement, if you wish." A small smile found its way onto Kika's face.
"Yes, my Lady. I thank you for. everything. But I have one question, if you do not mind."
"There is no reason you may not return to Mirkwood with Legolas," Galadriel said before Kika would voice her inquiry. "But of course we will wish to attend your wedding ceremony, if you two have no objections." Kika's smile spread across her face.
"Of course, my Lady, it would be an honor to have you and Lord Celeborn in attendance. I would very much like to go inform Rilyien of this turn of events, if I may. She will have to help me find a suitable dress for the banquet."
"Do not worry about a dress, Kikania, I will have one sent to you. You still wish to speak with Rilyien, however. Before you go, we would like to give you this." Celeborn and Galadriel stood, and a handmaiden handed Lord Celeborn a small parcel wrapped in white cloth. He unwrapped it to expose a delicate silver circlet. Kika's eyes widened at the beautiful tiara.
"My Lord and Lady, I could not -"
"You do not wish to wear this now," said Lord Celeborn in a kind voice, "But we would very much wish for you to accept it tomorrow night as a symbol of your status. It belongedto your mother, and she would have been proud to see you wear it." Kika inclined her head slightly in compliance. Galadriel stepped close to her and placed a gentle hand under her chin, tilting her head up so that she could see her face.
"You are a Lady in every respect, Kikania. You not only have the beauty and grace of royalty, but you have the heart and soul of a true princess. I am proud to have you as my heir."
A/N: Ok. Here's what you do. You click on that little purpley-blue button down there and review. And if you know of where I can get some human middle earth names, please tell me about it while you're at it. Thanks!
Ok one last thing. I am working on another fanfic and I need some human middle earth names for it... actually I need a ton lol. I don't know where to find any, so I've just been writing names that kinda sound middle- earthish, and it's not going too well, so if you have any names or a source for names, I would be really, extremely, tremendously, greatly, enormously grateful. I have a source for elvish names, but not human. And that is what I need now. Go figure. Oh well, if you can help me out, please let me know. Thanks!
Revelations:
Kika awoke the next morning and sighed, pressing her face into her pillow, unwilling to awake to yet another day filled with Rumil's battle stories.
"Oh! Careful," said a surprised voice above her. Shocked, she sat up and saw that her pillow had been Legolas's lap. She grinned, her early-morning amnesia quickly disappearing.
"Sorry. I thought you were a pillow," she said. "When did I fall asleep?"
"About two hours ago," he replied as he leaned in for a quick kiss.
"Did you ever sleep?" she asked.
"No, I did not want anyone, Rumil in particular, sneaking up on us unawares." Kika frowned.
"You should have slept some. I could have watched for a little while."
"Nonsense, I am not even tired." Kika sighed.
"I never thought that I would see the day when we would have to keep watch within the Golden Wood." Just then, there was a call from the base of the tree.
"Kikania?" Kika and Legolas both moved to the edge and looked down to see who was there. When Legolas first saw him, he stiffened.
"Is that -" he began.
"No, that is his brother," Kika said. "Good morning, Orophin! You can come up," she called to the elf below. She could understand how Legolas could mistake him for Rumil. Their resemblance was uncanny, but fortunately only their looks were similar. He was soon in front of Kika and Legolas.
"Good morning, Kika. I was sent to find you and Prince Legolas and it ended up being easier than I thought it would be," he said. "The Lady wishes to speak with both of you." He looked at Kika, then at Legolas, then back to Kika, obviously wondering what was going on. Kika decided to take advantage of this. She had not officially broken off her betrothal to Rumil, and she refused to speak to him herself.
"Yes, we were expecting that. Um. Orophin, I have a favor to ask of you." Legolas had not said anything to him so far. Obviously being Rumil's brother was enough for Legolas to dislike him. Orophin smiled brightly.
"Of course. What can I do?" Kika hesitated before continuing.
"Well, you know that Rumil and I were betrothed -"
"Were?" Blushing, Kika nodded.
"Yes, were. I must break off our engagement, but because of the reason for that, I could not possibly tell him myself." Orophin looked genuinely shocked.
"You are not going to marry Rumil? Why not?" Kika looked uncomfortable, so Legolas stepped in.
"Your brother attempted to take her as his own against her will," he stated. Orophin looked nearly as angry as Legolas had been.
"He Iwhat?/I How could he do something like that? I swear I will -"
"Just swear that you will tell him that I will not wed him; that I am now betrothed to someone else," Kika interrupted.
"Someone who will not go easy on him if he dares to come near Kika again," Legolas added in. Orophin nodded, then a sly smile crept onto his face.
"I take it a congratulations is in order, then?" Kika laughed.
"Not yet, Orophin. You should not jump to conclusions so easily. I believe Lady Galadriel is waiting for Legolas and I, so we should probably go."
"Yes," Orophin agreed, "And I will deliver your message, along with one of my own. Though mine will most likely be delivered through my fists instead of my mouth," he added grimly.
Legolas and Kika hurried to the flet where they were to meet the Lady. As they were headed there, Legolas noticed that Kika was practically shaking with nerves.
"What is the matter? Are you all right?" he asked, concerned.
"I am fine," Kika assured him. "I am only nervous because I am about to find out who my parents were. I had thought I would never know, now all of a sudden it is just right in front of me." Legolas placed a comforting arm around her as they continued walking.
They soon reached the flet and, after the necessary bowing, curtsying, and other pleasantries, were finally seated across from Galadriel and Celeborn, who they had not expected to be there.
"I suppose Legolas has informed you of why you are here?" said Galadriel, and Kika nodded in confirmation. "You are wondering why you have not been told who your parents are until now, and put simply, it was to protect you." Kika, though confused, remained silent. Had her parents been of ill repute and she had not wanted Kika to be branded by that? "No, your parents were very respectable elves," Galadriel said. Kika blushed. She had forgotten about the Lady's exemplary perception, if it could be called that.
Legolas had been sitting silently, getting more worried every second. Kika had to be noble. If not. he would not even think about that. He turned his attention back to the conversation as Lady Galadriel spoke again.
"I know that the main reason both of you are here is because you wish to wed, but cannot do so unless Kikania is noble." Kika was glad she was getting around to what she wanted to hear. "I will go ahead and assuage your fears. You have more than enough nobility in your blood, Kika, to wed the prince." Kika practically sagged with relief, then paled when she realized what Galadriel had just said. She was noble?
Legolas's face was split by a wide grin when Lady Galadriel said this. Everything had fallen together so perfectly. Now he could bring Kika back to Mirkwood, this time as a noble, and his father would have to let them wed.
"You are a Lady," continued Galadriel. "I am your great-aunt, your closest living relative." Kika was completely speechless. "You are the only granddaughter of my brother, Orodreth. Your father was killed just after your birth, and your mother, who was still weak from childbirth, soon followed when she heard the news." She paused. "I know that this is much to learn all at once, but there is yet more. Because Arwen, my granddaughter, has decided to live with King Elessar as a mortal, you are now the heiress of Lothlorien." Kika gasped at this. Finding out that she was nobility was shocking, but that was nothing compared to this. She was related to Galadriel, and heiress of Lothlorien? How could she have lived her entire life completely ignorant of this? The Lady once again answered a question she would not have dared to voice.
"Lord Celeborn and I have always known this, but we decided not to tell you because we knew what pressure this would put on you. You grew up not knowing who your parents were, but you were also able to grow up without the pressure of knowing your position. You were raised by my most trustworthy maid, and I made sure you became my handmaiden when you were old enough so I could watch you carefully. I tried to make sure that you were always safe, which turned out not to be much of an issue anyway because you were spirited enough to have Haldir teach you to defend yourself."
Legolas saw how pale Kika was and reached over to give her hand a gentle squeeze. "Kika? Are you all right?" he asked anxiously. Kika jumped at his touch, as if brought suddenly from a reverie.
"Yes, I am fine, only. how could this be true? Are you sure there is no mistake or." Galadriel smiled warmly.
"I assure you that this is no mistake. You are Lady Kikania, heir to Lothlorien, future princess of Mirkwood." Legolas could not help but smile as she said this. "I know that you will need some time to take all this in. You may go now, I know you must wish to rest and speak with Prince Legolas about all that has taken place. If you have no objections, Lord Celeborn and I would like to hold a banquet in your honor tomorrow night, pronouncing you as our heir, and perhaps your engagement, if you wish." A small smile found its way onto Kika's face.
"Yes, my Lady. I thank you for. everything. But I have one question, if you do not mind."
"There is no reason you may not return to Mirkwood with Legolas," Galadriel said before Kika would voice her inquiry. "But of course we will wish to attend your wedding ceremony, if you two have no objections." Kika's smile spread across her face.
"Of course, my Lady, it would be an honor to have you and Lord Celeborn in attendance. I would very much like to go inform Rilyien of this turn of events, if I may. She will have to help me find a suitable dress for the banquet."
"Do not worry about a dress, Kikania, I will have one sent to you. You still wish to speak with Rilyien, however. Before you go, we would like to give you this." Celeborn and Galadriel stood, and a handmaiden handed Lord Celeborn a small parcel wrapped in white cloth. He unwrapped it to expose a delicate silver circlet. Kika's eyes widened at the beautiful tiara.
"My Lord and Lady, I could not -"
"You do not wish to wear this now," said Lord Celeborn in a kind voice, "But we would very much wish for you to accept it tomorrow night as a symbol of your status. It belongedto your mother, and she would have been proud to see you wear it." Kika inclined her head slightly in compliance. Galadriel stepped close to her and placed a gentle hand under her chin, tilting her head up so that she could see her face.
"You are a Lady in every respect, Kikania. You not only have the beauty and grace of royalty, but you have the heart and soul of a true princess. I am proud to have you as my heir."
A/N: Ok. Here's what you do. You click on that little purpley-blue button down there and review. And if you know of where I can get some human middle earth names, please tell me about it while you're at it. Thanks!
