Responses-
Saiyan-girl-cheetah- I wasn't gunna have me teach elves how to swim. Dun worry. That didn't even cross my mind till you said that.
Snaper- u kno u r weird, right? Well, thanx 4 the review girl. What's with Oog?
Emily- thank u! Here's ur update.
A/N- WARNING!!! I'm probably soon going to change my pen name from GOOD CHARLOTTE FREAK to TOBY KEITH FANATIC. I like Toby Keith better than Good Charlotte now. I won't change it till I update my other story but that could be today. Just a warning.
~thoughts~
*~ Chapter 2 -Lunch with Legolas ~*
We walked from the throne room and down an elegant hallway. There were chandeliers made of what looked like gold. ~It's not real gold. No one would buy real gold chandeliers for a practical joke.~ I hadn't even noticed that Legolas was holding my arm. I looked over to his ears. Who ever was responsible for this joke was good. I couldn't see where the prosthetic ears were attached. Legolas turned him head to look at me. God, he was so hott!!!!!! He had really blue eyes. Not blue like normal blue and not blue like the guy Ed from the show, Ed. His eyes were a dark blue. Like the ocean.
I didn't even realize I was staring at him till he said, "Is there something wrong, milady?"
"Uh, no. Nothing's wrong. Oh, and Legolas?"
"Yes, Lady Sam."
"Please don't call me Lady or Milady. Just Sam would be fine."
"Of course mil- Sam."
We walked for what seemed like twenty minutes until we stopped outside a door.
"This is your room, lady Sam. I hope it is to your liking." The room was huge. There was a canopy bed, a large closet, a vanity, and a door which I guessed led to the bathroom. "The seamstress will be up shortly to take your measurements."
"My measurements?"
"Yes mil- Sam. There will be a ball tonight and you will need a suitable dress."
"Oh, that." I looked down at what I was wearing: a see through blue dress and my green competition suit.
"Have you eaten lunch yet, Sam?"
It had been a morning swim meet. I had had a bagel but I hadn't wanted to eat anymore. Eating too much before an event gives you really bad cramps. "Not really, just a snack would be fine."
"I'll bring you up a quick snack."
"Oh-no, I'll get one for my self. Just tell me where the kitchen is."
"Pardon me saying so mila- Sam, but the palace is not laid out in a way that it is easy to navigate. Shall I lead you to the kitchen instead?"
"Uh, sure."
We exited the room and were again in a maze of hallways. After what seemed to be another twenty minutes, we entered a room full of ovens and iceboxes. Legolas lead me over to a basket full of fruit.
"Pick out what you would like and our cook will prepare it for you."
"Uhm, ok." I picked out a cantaloupe, an apple, grapes, and a pineapple. Where the elves got these foods from this dark forest, I had no idea. Another reason to believe this was a big joke. Legolas handed the fruits to a middle-aged man and motioned for me to follow him out of the room. The room we entered had many small tables for groups of two or four. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. Legolas walked to the other side of the table and sat down as well. In a few minutes, the chef brought out the fruit I had picked out on a large platter. He laid a plate in front of both Legolas and I.
Legolas and I took some fruit and placed it on our own plates. I took a bite of the pineapple. It was better than anything I had ever tasted before.
"Would you care for some sugar, Sam?" Legolas asked me, opening a china container and sprinkling some sugar over his own fruit.
"Oh, sure." I put my hand out to take the sugar bowl from him but instead he leaned foreword and sprinkled some over my fruit.
"Is that enough?"
"Yes, thank you." The hand I had extended to take the sugar bowl was still suspended in the air. I was in a sort of state of shock from Legolas putting the sugar on my food without my asking. No one ever did anything for me without my asking. I always had to do it myself. Legolas noticed my hand still being held out. He took my hand lightly in his and closed it. He turned my hand over and placed a light kiss on the back of my hand.
"Is something the matter, Sam?"
"Wha? Oh, no. Everything's fine."
"How is your food?"
"It's wonderful. I've never had such good pineapple."
"We grow this fruit in our private gardens. I could show them to you after we eat if you like."
"Uh, sure. Sounds like fun."
We finished eating and walked to the gardens. They were beautiful. There were roses lining the path. The path was made of beautiful stones with flecks of gold in them. Walked over to a bench and sat down to talk.
"Sam, do you know how you came to be in my fathers pool?"
"Well, I don't know why but I do know what happened. I was getting ready to swim the last leg of the relay-"
"You were what?"
"Oh, well, let me simplify this. I was jumping into a pool to go swimming and when I dived in, I was not in the pool I meant to land in. I was here."
"What were those strange items you dropped when the guard found you?" Ok, they got a good actor for this joke. Most would forget they didn't know what a cap, goggles, and a swimsuit were. I'd just play along.
"My cap and goggles. When you swim like I do, to go as fast as you can, you put it on your head so your hair doesn't get in your way. You wear goggles over you eyes so that you can see where you're swimming while your face is underwater."
"And what is that strange garment you are wearing under your dress?"
"It's a swimsuit. Where I'm from, you wear this when you go swimming."
"Where exactly are you from?"
Was he kidding? "Erika! Jess! Evan! Lindsey! Come out right now! This is not funny and never was! How did you get me here anyway? Why didn't I land in the pool?" It was too much.
"Sam, would you like to go back to your room and lay down?"
"No, I'm fine." Why wouldn't they come out and show me that they were just joking?
"We should go back to your room anyway, the seamstress will be there and it's not good to keep her waiting."
"Oh ya, I forgot about that."
We stood up to walk back and Legolas offered me his arm. Not knowing what else to do, I took it. He walked me back to the door to my room.
"Here you are Sam. I will pick you up at 7:00 for the ball."
"What?"
"I will be your escort for this celebration."
"Why you? No offence, you're great and all, it's just that, why don't you get someone of a lower class to take me. I'm nothing special."
Legolas just smiled at me. "See you at seven." His kissed my hand and turned away.
I was left there, at the door, in a complete daze. After collecting myself, I opened the door and walked in to greet the seamstress.
***A/N- I'm trying really hard not to make this a romance story, but that's what I write. I'll try hard to avoid it but I read a lot of Legomances so that's how I always picture Leggy. I'll try to update soon. Later Dayz!
-GCF
Saiyan-girl-cheetah- I wasn't gunna have me teach elves how to swim. Dun worry. That didn't even cross my mind till you said that.
Snaper- u kno u r weird, right? Well, thanx 4 the review girl. What's with Oog?
Emily- thank u! Here's ur update.
A/N- WARNING!!! I'm probably soon going to change my pen name from GOOD CHARLOTTE FREAK to TOBY KEITH FANATIC. I like Toby Keith better than Good Charlotte now. I won't change it till I update my other story but that could be today. Just a warning.
~thoughts~
*~ Chapter 2 -Lunch with Legolas ~*
We walked from the throne room and down an elegant hallway. There were chandeliers made of what looked like gold. ~It's not real gold. No one would buy real gold chandeliers for a practical joke.~ I hadn't even noticed that Legolas was holding my arm. I looked over to his ears. Who ever was responsible for this joke was good. I couldn't see where the prosthetic ears were attached. Legolas turned him head to look at me. God, he was so hott!!!!!! He had really blue eyes. Not blue like normal blue and not blue like the guy Ed from the show, Ed. His eyes were a dark blue. Like the ocean.
I didn't even realize I was staring at him till he said, "Is there something wrong, milady?"
"Uh, no. Nothing's wrong. Oh, and Legolas?"
"Yes, Lady Sam."
"Please don't call me Lady or Milady. Just Sam would be fine."
"Of course mil- Sam."
We walked for what seemed like twenty minutes until we stopped outside a door.
"This is your room, lady Sam. I hope it is to your liking." The room was huge. There was a canopy bed, a large closet, a vanity, and a door which I guessed led to the bathroom. "The seamstress will be up shortly to take your measurements."
"My measurements?"
"Yes mil- Sam. There will be a ball tonight and you will need a suitable dress."
"Oh, that." I looked down at what I was wearing: a see through blue dress and my green competition suit.
"Have you eaten lunch yet, Sam?"
It had been a morning swim meet. I had had a bagel but I hadn't wanted to eat anymore. Eating too much before an event gives you really bad cramps. "Not really, just a snack would be fine."
"I'll bring you up a quick snack."
"Oh-no, I'll get one for my self. Just tell me where the kitchen is."
"Pardon me saying so mila- Sam, but the palace is not laid out in a way that it is easy to navigate. Shall I lead you to the kitchen instead?"
"Uh, sure."
We exited the room and were again in a maze of hallways. After what seemed to be another twenty minutes, we entered a room full of ovens and iceboxes. Legolas lead me over to a basket full of fruit.
"Pick out what you would like and our cook will prepare it for you."
"Uhm, ok." I picked out a cantaloupe, an apple, grapes, and a pineapple. Where the elves got these foods from this dark forest, I had no idea. Another reason to believe this was a big joke. Legolas handed the fruits to a middle-aged man and motioned for me to follow him out of the room. The room we entered had many small tables for groups of two or four. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. Legolas walked to the other side of the table and sat down as well. In a few minutes, the chef brought out the fruit I had picked out on a large platter. He laid a plate in front of both Legolas and I.
Legolas and I took some fruit and placed it on our own plates. I took a bite of the pineapple. It was better than anything I had ever tasted before.
"Would you care for some sugar, Sam?" Legolas asked me, opening a china container and sprinkling some sugar over his own fruit.
"Oh, sure." I put my hand out to take the sugar bowl from him but instead he leaned foreword and sprinkled some over my fruit.
"Is that enough?"
"Yes, thank you." The hand I had extended to take the sugar bowl was still suspended in the air. I was in a sort of state of shock from Legolas putting the sugar on my food without my asking. No one ever did anything for me without my asking. I always had to do it myself. Legolas noticed my hand still being held out. He took my hand lightly in his and closed it. He turned my hand over and placed a light kiss on the back of my hand.
"Is something the matter, Sam?"
"Wha? Oh, no. Everything's fine."
"How is your food?"
"It's wonderful. I've never had such good pineapple."
"We grow this fruit in our private gardens. I could show them to you after we eat if you like."
"Uh, sure. Sounds like fun."
We finished eating and walked to the gardens. They were beautiful. There were roses lining the path. The path was made of beautiful stones with flecks of gold in them. Walked over to a bench and sat down to talk.
"Sam, do you know how you came to be in my fathers pool?"
"Well, I don't know why but I do know what happened. I was getting ready to swim the last leg of the relay-"
"You were what?"
"Oh, well, let me simplify this. I was jumping into a pool to go swimming and when I dived in, I was not in the pool I meant to land in. I was here."
"What were those strange items you dropped when the guard found you?" Ok, they got a good actor for this joke. Most would forget they didn't know what a cap, goggles, and a swimsuit were. I'd just play along.
"My cap and goggles. When you swim like I do, to go as fast as you can, you put it on your head so your hair doesn't get in your way. You wear goggles over you eyes so that you can see where you're swimming while your face is underwater."
"And what is that strange garment you are wearing under your dress?"
"It's a swimsuit. Where I'm from, you wear this when you go swimming."
"Where exactly are you from?"
Was he kidding? "Erika! Jess! Evan! Lindsey! Come out right now! This is not funny and never was! How did you get me here anyway? Why didn't I land in the pool?" It was too much.
"Sam, would you like to go back to your room and lay down?"
"No, I'm fine." Why wouldn't they come out and show me that they were just joking?
"We should go back to your room anyway, the seamstress will be there and it's not good to keep her waiting."
"Oh ya, I forgot about that."
We stood up to walk back and Legolas offered me his arm. Not knowing what else to do, I took it. He walked me back to the door to my room.
"Here you are Sam. I will pick you up at 7:00 for the ball."
"What?"
"I will be your escort for this celebration."
"Why you? No offence, you're great and all, it's just that, why don't you get someone of a lower class to take me. I'm nothing special."
Legolas just smiled at me. "See you at seven." His kissed my hand and turned away.
I was left there, at the door, in a complete daze. After collecting myself, I opened the door and walked in to greet the seamstress.
***A/N- I'm trying really hard not to make this a romance story, but that's what I write. I'll try hard to avoid it but I read a lot of Legomances so that's how I always picture Leggy. I'll try to update soon. Later Dayz!
-GCF
