Chapter 3: The Broken Circle of Desire
|Author's Note: This chapter is just basically a prologue to introduce to you three character's, (they are mine, I made them up) and how they are tied into this story |
Lilliara stood as she saw Prince Legolas and another elf enter the dining hall. Legolas seemed to walk a bit different than usual, she noticed. He had squared his shoulders and held his head high and for this, she thought he looked so much more handsome.
Lilliara was quite taken with the prince, she had easily fallen for him and she knew that he was for her. She had watched as all her friends found their perfect partner. They had married and moved to live with their husband's. However, despite her high birth, she could not find her partner.
She watched in awe as Legolas strolled with a new level of confidence across the hall to the high table and sat on the right hand side of his father, King Thranduil. He looked so handsome; his magnificent posture as he moved had her enthralled. *He should be mine, somehow, he will be mine. * She thought to herself.
Polodegi stood at attention as his Royal Highness Prince Legolas strutted into the dining hall. From his vantage point on the second level above the high table, he had a perfect view of the entire hall. He scanned the elves present at the dinner. All high lords, ladies and their sons and daughters. His eyes came to rest of the particularly beautiful face of Lady Lilliara.
He stared, his eyes transfixed on her as she followed the prince's movement towards the high table. Her unique golden hair flowed down gracefully, framing her pale face perfectly. How much he looked forward to the day he would be promoted to Squadron Leader of his division so that he may have the chance to gain her attention and affection. *My day will come, a promotion and a beautiful lady at my side, such is the life I am destined for. * He thought to himself.
Senterra, personal hand maiden to Lady Lilliara, watched from her hiding place behind a barely opened door as the solider Polodegi surveyed the crowd of lords and ladies at their feast. His pure black hair was pulled back into the traditional guard style, the two braids above the ears coming together at the back of the head. His intense black eyes sweeping across the crowd.
The promising young solider had won her heart when he had generously helped her to carry the rather large boxes that she was taking to her lady. His eyes were full of compassion as he took the majority of the boxes for her. She knew then and there that he was the elf she was looking for. *The solider and the handmaiden, what a couple we would make. * She thought to herself.
|Author's Note: This chapter is just basically a prologue to introduce to you three character's, (they are mine, I made them up) and how they are tied into this story |
Lilliara stood as she saw Prince Legolas and another elf enter the dining hall. Legolas seemed to walk a bit different than usual, she noticed. He had squared his shoulders and held his head high and for this, she thought he looked so much more handsome.
Lilliara was quite taken with the prince, she had easily fallen for him and she knew that he was for her. She had watched as all her friends found their perfect partner. They had married and moved to live with their husband's. However, despite her high birth, she could not find her partner.
She watched in awe as Legolas strolled with a new level of confidence across the hall to the high table and sat on the right hand side of his father, King Thranduil. He looked so handsome; his magnificent posture as he moved had her enthralled. *He should be mine, somehow, he will be mine. * She thought to herself.
Polodegi stood at attention as his Royal Highness Prince Legolas strutted into the dining hall. From his vantage point on the second level above the high table, he had a perfect view of the entire hall. He scanned the elves present at the dinner. All high lords, ladies and their sons and daughters. His eyes came to rest of the particularly beautiful face of Lady Lilliara.
He stared, his eyes transfixed on her as she followed the prince's movement towards the high table. Her unique golden hair flowed down gracefully, framing her pale face perfectly. How much he looked forward to the day he would be promoted to Squadron Leader of his division so that he may have the chance to gain her attention and affection. *My day will come, a promotion and a beautiful lady at my side, such is the life I am destined for. * He thought to himself.
Senterra, personal hand maiden to Lady Lilliara, watched from her hiding place behind a barely opened door as the solider Polodegi surveyed the crowd of lords and ladies at their feast. His pure black hair was pulled back into the traditional guard style, the two braids above the ears coming together at the back of the head. His intense black eyes sweeping across the crowd.
The promising young solider had won her heart when he had generously helped her to carry the rather large boxes that she was taking to her lady. His eyes were full of compassion as he took the majority of the boxes for her. She knew then and there that he was the elf she was looking for. *The solider and the handmaiden, what a couple we would make. * She thought to herself.