My most sincere apologies to anyone I offended by writing back a bad review to a fellow authoress. We have come to mutual understanding, I believe. And I had no right to lash out, it was after a 3-5 PM drama rehearsal and being screamed at by a director, so I was in a crappy mood. Marpessa was right; we have to accept the reviews, good and bad. It just gets a tad frustrating to get a bad review and realize that you're not explaining things clear enough as for the readers to fully comprehend. Now on with the story...

"My most sincere apologies to you, Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel." Legolas murmured softly, still blushing furiously. Well, as furiously as an elf can blush.
"That is quite alright, Prince, and I would like you to meet our march warden, Haldir, and his sister, Naianla." Legolas turned back to them and bowed again, refusing to look them in the eye, though glancing at their faces for the shortest moment. He noticed the beautiful elf maiden's face.

Most elf maidens are beautiful, Legolas thought dryly as he stood back up, looking everywhere except at the others' faces.
"It is an honor meeting you, march warden Haldir, Lady Naianla. Alas, if I knew Lorien held such beauty I would have sought it out long ago." Legolas felt the blood rushing to his pale cheeks again, realizing he had said that staring at Naena.
Somehow, Prince, I don't think you were quite talking about the landscape when you said that, Galadriel's soft voice said in his head. He looked upon her and saw a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. He felt his cheeks grow warm.
"And if I knew Mirkwood held such gentlemen as yourself, Prince Legolas, I would have sought it out many fortnights ago," He heard Naianla mutter as she briskly walked to speak with Galadriel.
'Naianla, the King and Prince are in your charge, tend to their needs and give Lorien a good name," Galadriel ordered. Naena bowed her head and beckoned the king to follow her.
"Come, my lords, I shall show you to your talans." that caught Legolas's attention from his current discussion with Aragorn, whom he had already known, and he took his leave upon the Lord and Lady.
"Thank you very kindly for your hospitality." With those last words the threesome descended the long ladder and walked to the close-by talan.

I know, it is incredibly short, and I apologize. I also realize that I put too much blushing in the chapter, but it was a limited choice for me to decide what to do. Yes, Amanda, I'm leaving room for the beta's note.

Beta's Note: Mel, if you weren't just in the other room this wouldn't have been written and edited to the best of my ability. I'm sorry to tell you this, but your grammar is horrendous (for the millionth time, don't put a space after the first quotation mark!). Um, I have a little thing to say about your note preceding your chapter. You said, "…you're not explaining things for readers to fully comprehend…" Well, I don't think that's the case. I actually have to say that they've read A LOT of LotR fanfics and have seen his sort of plot a million times before and are getting very sick of it. I'm a big LotR fan but I've never read the books very thoroughly, so I'm not very prone to read an LotR FanFic. But these other people have, and they're getting annoyed at people who just think up some plot that has surely been seen on the net many, many times before… And what you said before in this note, which you have read, is insulting readers who may be older and smarter than you are. Just because they don't like your fic or think it is a Mary-Sue doesn't mean they don't understand. And also, may I please have a plot outline of some sort? I would like to know where the fic is going. If the plot is… bad, to say easily, I might not beta this… it needs plot. Now with the review responses, which I shall write because Oblivious was too lazy to write them…

Riako: Why thank you for loving this story. I'm sure the authoress loves the compliment.

Lothelena: You said that you'll be nice? Why, thank you. It's a harsh world out there, and not many people are nice. But thank you for not flaming. I personally don't care about flaming unless it has constructive criticism in it. I love constructive criticism. If the story has the makings of a Mary Sue, it's not my fault. *points at oblivious*

Marpessa: I totally agree with you. Flame all you want if you don't like the story. I don't like misspelled reviews either… I like positive reviews almost as much as I like negative reviews. I love constructive criticism the best.

Concluding this chapter,

-CTE-