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Legolas eased the door open slowly, and softly stepped into the candlelit room. He walked to the bed and looked down at the sleeping form of Enelya. He admired her beauty, the peaceful look on her face and the gorgeous gown she had changed into complimented her lithe figure. He smiled to himself, thinking it would be an easy job for him to have to watch this Elf. He bent down and whispered her name in her ear.
"Enelya, Enelya wake up." Legolas whispered a little louder. Enelya's eyes opened slowly, Legolas's eyes were all she could see. Enelya smiled sleepily at him.
"Is it time for dinner?" Enelya asked as she rose up. Legolas sat down beside her on the soft bed.
"Soon, my lady." Legolas said, brushing Enelya's hair away from her face and placing it behind her pointed ear. Enelya smiled at him.
"Thank you."
"Come on, I will take you to the hall. The festivities are sure to have already begun." Legolas held out his hand to her and she placed hers into it. Legolas led them through a few hallways until coming into a very open room. It was brightly lit inside with torches and sconces and a magically glowing orb hanging from the high stone ceiling.
"This place is amazing." Enelya said in awe to Legolas. Legolas followed her gaze to the glowing orb.
"Gandalf created that many years ago for my father." Enelya looked at his quizzically.
"Gandalf?"
"He's a great wizard, Gandalf the White. He is very wise and very powerful." Legolas looked through the crowd to a raised table at the end of the room. At the table sat Thranduil and other important looking Elves.
"That is Gandalf the White." Legolas said, pointing to a man dressed all in white sitting to the left of Thranduil. He noticed Legolas had pointed in his direction and nodded his head at the Prince and Enelya. Enelya could see he was old, but young at the same time. He seemed to give out a powerful and friendly vibe that Enelya felt comfortable with. Legolas led her to the table and pulled out a chair for her on the other side of Gandalf, then sat down himself beside her.
"Hello." Enelya said softly to the people around her, not taking her eyes off Gandalf.
"Greetings Enelya.' Gandalf said, 'How have you fared in Thranduil's keep? " "Good thank you."
"I have heard of your arrival and been curious as to why you would leave your safe dwellings for the dangerous roads." Gandalf said leaning forward slightly.
"Well...Living in such closed spaces, I became anxious to leave and live out in the world. I needed more freedom and change. So I set out after my mother left for the Undying lands. I was making my way around Mirkwood, when I ran into Legolas. Him and Maeglin led me through Mirkwood and that's how I arrived here in Thranduil's Hall." Gandalf nodded, thinking it a normal reaction to her isolation. He had sensed a change in the powers of Middle Earth a few days ago. A shift that strengthened good. He knew it was the Annárës, so he had Thranduil set out Legolas and his guards in the direction of the Annárës, under the assumption of hunting down persistent orcs.
Enelya looked around the table, and was surprised that Maeglin had come to such an outgoing event. He had seemed so quiet and withdrawn during their journey to Mirkwood. Enelya had guessed it was because he was preoccupied with keeping a vigil watch. He sat beside Legolas now, concerned more with the plate of food in front of him than anything. Legolas handed Enelya a tray of fruits and breads. Enelya piled some fruit on her plate and a piece of thin wafer like bread and passed the tray to Gandalf, who in turn shoved a majority of the contents of the tray onto his plate. Enelya smiled to herself, enjoying Gandalf's childlike demeanor.
"So, Enelya, have you any idea of what powers your necklace holds?" Thranduil asked her, biting into a piece of red apple. Enelya thought for a moment then shook her head.
"No, I do not know. The power of the necklace was never told to the descendants of the Annárës. It's a mystery to anyone." Thranduil furrowed his brow, somewhat disheartened that even the bearer of the red pendant did not understand its magicks. The night carried on with less than serious events and conversations. Everyone in the great hall enjoying the wistful music, delicious food and poetic songs of the Elves.
The party continued for many hours past the height of the moon, although it seemed all too soon when Legolas led Enelya back to her room through the darkened hallways. Enelya yawned when they got to her door, as Legolas pushed the door open for her.
"Good night Enelya, sleep well tonight. Tomorrow will be busy for you." Enelya smiled at Legolas softly as she slipped into the darkness of her room.
"Good night Legolas." With that Enelya closed the door. Enelya moved into the darkness easily, the pendant giving her heightened sight in the gloom of midnight. She undressed and slipped into her bed, drifting off to sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
As soon as Enelya had closed the door, Legolas ran off back the way he had come and went down several different hallways and up a set of stairs until he was in a room directly above Enelya's chambers. He eased open a small trap door at the foot of a bed and slipped through it onto a beam that stretched across the ceiling of Enelya's room. He reached up and closed the door behind and moved silently down the wooden beam to rest above Enelya's bed. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. He gazed down from his perch at the sleeping form of Enelya. He smiled in the darkness, finding a strange calm when he was around her.
The night waned on until the sun had surely risen above the horizon. Legolas still sat upon his perch above Enelya, sleeping with his eyes open as is Elf fashion when keeping watch. Through his senses Legolas could feel the turn of the day and awoke soundlessly from his light slumber. He cast Enelya another watchful look before throwing the trap door and jumping up into the room above. He ran down the halls back to Enelya's door. He stood a moment at her door before tapping on it lightly. No sounds came from inside so he opened the door and walked in quietly. He shut the door behind him and began lighting candles around the room. Enelya still lay on the bed asleep. Legolas walked over to her side and crouched down so he was face to face with her.
"Enelya, it's morning, wake up arwenamin." Legolas touched her cheek softly, trying to coax her out of her slumber. Enleya sleepily lifted her lids, peering at him.
"Morning already?" She went to get up from her bed when she remembered she was not dressed.
"Oh!...Legolas could you stand outside the door please?" Enelya griped the blanket around herself tight.
"Why?" Legolas asked.
"Well, I'm not dressed."
"I have seen you bare before."
"But I do not want you to see again!"
"I will turn around, but I will not leave the room." Legolas offered.
"You are very frustrating."
"I do not mean to be."
"I'm starting to think you do."
"For what purpose?"
"To bother me."
"I do not."
"Then please let me dress."
"No."
"Why?"
Legolas smiled and gave her a deep kiss. Enelya pulled away stunned. She smiled and blushed pink. Legolas smiled even wider and kissed her again. Enelya pushed him away from her.
"Go, I need to dress." Legolas looked a bit shot down but smiled at her and left the room, to stand behind the door. Enelya dropped the blanket she had clung to and went over to a small basin to wash. After drying she slipped on the dress she had worn yesterday and combed out her hair. When she opened her bedroom door, Legolas still stood there, waiting for her to emerge.
"Breakfast Enelya?" Legolas asked holding out his hand to her.
"Yes please, Legolas." Enelya placed her hand in his and he led the way back down the halls to the great hall where the feast had been the night before. Only half the number of tables and chairs remained in the great room. At the head of the room, a table held many platters of fruit and breads and other foods for the meal that morning. Several other Elves milled around while others sat, enjoying the beginning of the day. Legolas continued to lead Enelya to the head of the room and handed her a small plate before taking his own.
"Here you are my lady, please help yourself to all you'd like." Legolas gave her another smile that made her melt slightly before she started to laden her plate with the sweet fruits and breads. Enelya sat at an empty table and munched on her food as Legolas sat down beside her, his plate piled high with just about everything that had been set out for breakfast.
"Hungry?" Enelya asked with a small giggle.
"Ravenous." Legolas replied with a smirk. They ate in silence before an Elf dressed in a mottled brown outfit strode up to them.
"King Thranduil and Gandalf request your presence." He said and quickly left them. Legolas looked at Enelya and smiled.
"So it begins." He said. Enelya could only look at him questioningly.
Legolas eased the door open slowly, and softly stepped into the candlelit room. He walked to the bed and looked down at the sleeping form of Enelya. He admired her beauty, the peaceful look on her face and the gorgeous gown she had changed into complimented her lithe figure. He smiled to himself, thinking it would be an easy job for him to have to watch this Elf. He bent down and whispered her name in her ear.
"Enelya, Enelya wake up." Legolas whispered a little louder. Enelya's eyes opened slowly, Legolas's eyes were all she could see. Enelya smiled sleepily at him.
"Is it time for dinner?" Enelya asked as she rose up. Legolas sat down beside her on the soft bed.
"Soon, my lady." Legolas said, brushing Enelya's hair away from her face and placing it behind her pointed ear. Enelya smiled at him.
"Thank you."
"Come on, I will take you to the hall. The festivities are sure to have already begun." Legolas held out his hand to her and she placed hers into it. Legolas led them through a few hallways until coming into a very open room. It was brightly lit inside with torches and sconces and a magically glowing orb hanging from the high stone ceiling.
"This place is amazing." Enelya said in awe to Legolas. Legolas followed her gaze to the glowing orb.
"Gandalf created that many years ago for my father." Enelya looked at his quizzically.
"Gandalf?"
"He's a great wizard, Gandalf the White. He is very wise and very powerful." Legolas looked through the crowd to a raised table at the end of the room. At the table sat Thranduil and other important looking Elves.
"That is Gandalf the White." Legolas said, pointing to a man dressed all in white sitting to the left of Thranduil. He noticed Legolas had pointed in his direction and nodded his head at the Prince and Enelya. Enelya could see he was old, but young at the same time. He seemed to give out a powerful and friendly vibe that Enelya felt comfortable with. Legolas led her to the table and pulled out a chair for her on the other side of Gandalf, then sat down himself beside her.
"Hello." Enelya said softly to the people around her, not taking her eyes off Gandalf.
"Greetings Enelya.' Gandalf said, 'How have you fared in Thranduil's keep? " "Good thank you."
"I have heard of your arrival and been curious as to why you would leave your safe dwellings for the dangerous roads." Gandalf said leaning forward slightly.
"Well...Living in such closed spaces, I became anxious to leave and live out in the world. I needed more freedom and change. So I set out after my mother left for the Undying lands. I was making my way around Mirkwood, when I ran into Legolas. Him and Maeglin led me through Mirkwood and that's how I arrived here in Thranduil's Hall." Gandalf nodded, thinking it a normal reaction to her isolation. He had sensed a change in the powers of Middle Earth a few days ago. A shift that strengthened good. He knew it was the Annárës, so he had Thranduil set out Legolas and his guards in the direction of the Annárës, under the assumption of hunting down persistent orcs.
Enelya looked around the table, and was surprised that Maeglin had come to such an outgoing event. He had seemed so quiet and withdrawn during their journey to Mirkwood. Enelya had guessed it was because he was preoccupied with keeping a vigil watch. He sat beside Legolas now, concerned more with the plate of food in front of him than anything. Legolas handed Enelya a tray of fruits and breads. Enelya piled some fruit on her plate and a piece of thin wafer like bread and passed the tray to Gandalf, who in turn shoved a majority of the contents of the tray onto his plate. Enelya smiled to herself, enjoying Gandalf's childlike demeanor.
"So, Enelya, have you any idea of what powers your necklace holds?" Thranduil asked her, biting into a piece of red apple. Enelya thought for a moment then shook her head.
"No, I do not know. The power of the necklace was never told to the descendants of the Annárës. It's a mystery to anyone." Thranduil furrowed his brow, somewhat disheartened that even the bearer of the red pendant did not understand its magicks. The night carried on with less than serious events and conversations. Everyone in the great hall enjoying the wistful music, delicious food and poetic songs of the Elves.
The party continued for many hours past the height of the moon, although it seemed all too soon when Legolas led Enelya back to her room through the darkened hallways. Enelya yawned when they got to her door, as Legolas pushed the door open for her.
"Good night Enelya, sleep well tonight. Tomorrow will be busy for you." Enelya smiled at Legolas softly as she slipped into the darkness of her room.
"Good night Legolas." With that Enelya closed the door. Enelya moved into the darkness easily, the pendant giving her heightened sight in the gloom of midnight. She undressed and slipped into her bed, drifting off to sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
As soon as Enelya had closed the door, Legolas ran off back the way he had come and went down several different hallways and up a set of stairs until he was in a room directly above Enelya's chambers. He eased open a small trap door at the foot of a bed and slipped through it onto a beam that stretched across the ceiling of Enelya's room. He reached up and closed the door behind and moved silently down the wooden beam to rest above Enelya's bed. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. He gazed down from his perch at the sleeping form of Enelya. He smiled in the darkness, finding a strange calm when he was around her.
The night waned on until the sun had surely risen above the horizon. Legolas still sat upon his perch above Enelya, sleeping with his eyes open as is Elf fashion when keeping watch. Through his senses Legolas could feel the turn of the day and awoke soundlessly from his light slumber. He cast Enelya another watchful look before throwing the trap door and jumping up into the room above. He ran down the halls back to Enelya's door. He stood a moment at her door before tapping on it lightly. No sounds came from inside so he opened the door and walked in quietly. He shut the door behind him and began lighting candles around the room. Enelya still lay on the bed asleep. Legolas walked over to her side and crouched down so he was face to face with her.
"Enelya, it's morning, wake up arwenamin." Legolas touched her cheek softly, trying to coax her out of her slumber. Enleya sleepily lifted her lids, peering at him.
"Morning already?" She went to get up from her bed when she remembered she was not dressed.
"Oh!...Legolas could you stand outside the door please?" Enelya griped the blanket around herself tight.
"Why?" Legolas asked.
"Well, I'm not dressed."
"I have seen you bare before."
"But I do not want you to see again!"
"I will turn around, but I will not leave the room." Legolas offered.
"You are very frustrating."
"I do not mean to be."
"I'm starting to think you do."
"For what purpose?"
"To bother me."
"I do not."
"Then please let me dress."
"No."
"Why?"
Legolas smiled and gave her a deep kiss. Enelya pulled away stunned. She smiled and blushed pink. Legolas smiled even wider and kissed her again. Enelya pushed him away from her.
"Go, I need to dress." Legolas looked a bit shot down but smiled at her and left the room, to stand behind the door. Enelya dropped the blanket she had clung to and went over to a small basin to wash. After drying she slipped on the dress she had worn yesterday and combed out her hair. When she opened her bedroom door, Legolas still stood there, waiting for her to emerge.
"Breakfast Enelya?" Legolas asked holding out his hand to her.
"Yes please, Legolas." Enelya placed her hand in his and he led the way back down the halls to the great hall where the feast had been the night before. Only half the number of tables and chairs remained in the great room. At the head of the room, a table held many platters of fruit and breads and other foods for the meal that morning. Several other Elves milled around while others sat, enjoying the beginning of the day. Legolas continued to lead Enelya to the head of the room and handed her a small plate before taking his own.
"Here you are my lady, please help yourself to all you'd like." Legolas gave her another smile that made her melt slightly before she started to laden her plate with the sweet fruits and breads. Enelya sat at an empty table and munched on her food as Legolas sat down beside her, his plate piled high with just about everything that had been set out for breakfast.
"Hungry?" Enelya asked with a small giggle.
"Ravenous." Legolas replied with a smirk. They ate in silence before an Elf dressed in a mottled brown outfit strode up to them.
"King Thranduil and Gandalf request your presence." He said and quickly left them. Legolas looked at Enelya and smiled.
"So it begins." He said. Enelya could only look at him questioningly.
