Legolas opened the door to the blacksmith shop carefully, once
again thanking Iluvatar for the elven ability to move silently. He didn't
want to wake up Master Brown, who had landed in a chair in the corner of
the workshop after the previous night's consumption of rum. As vile as
Brown was in his drunken state, hung over he was a virtual Orc.
He strode briskly yet unhurriedly down the street, a long black case tucked under one arm. He was looking forward to making this delivery; he hadn't been in the Governor's home for quite some time. He kept a close eye and ear on the comings and goings of the young lady Dunedain and her father (known to the rest of the world as Miss Elizabeth and Governor Swann) but saw no reason to interfere as long as everything was well and had truly had very little to do with the family of late.
He knocked on the ridiculously large door; he'd never understood why men built such monstrous homes for so few people. At least Swann had had the good sense to plant a few trees on the grounds of his mansion, he could hear them calling to him joyfully, men may had forgotten the elves but the trees had not. The door swung open to reveal the expressionless visage of the Swann's butler. "May I help you?" he inquired in a polite but bored monotone. "Governor Swann is expecting me, I have his order from the blacksmith" Legolas answered him. The butler motioned him into the hall "The Governor will be with you shortly" and left.
"Ah Mr. Turner, good to see you again." Governor Swann greeted cheerily. Legolas had always liked the man. He found him a bit stuffy for the spirited daughter of Arwen that Elizabeth's mother had been, but he was a good man who had had loved his wife, and now his daughter, and would do anything for them.
"Good day Sir, I have your order" Legolas responded politely as he opened the case and handed the elegant sword to the governor who looked it over critically. "The blade is folded steel, that's gold filigree laid into the handle" Legolas explained, then, reached for the sword. "If I may?" he balanced the sword on one finger where the shining blade met the crossguard "Perfectly balanced, the tang is nearly the full width of the blade" he gave a graceful and impressive flip to the blade and handed it back to the governor.
"Impressive, very impressive. Ah, now, Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this. Do pass my compliments on to your Master."
"I shall, a craftsmen is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated", Legolas felt a twinge of annoyance that yet again his fine work was accredited to the unproductive slug that was his master. He looked up as he heard footsteps on the stairs.
"Ah, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning" Governor Swann admired in his best doting father tone. Legolas meanwhile found himself speechless. He hadn't seen young Elizabeth face to face in several years, and although she had shown signs that she would become a beautiful young woman Legolas was not prepared for the vision that now stood before him. Not since the daughter of Eldarion and Theodwyn daughter of Eowyn and Faramir had he seen her equal. Her hair was Eowyn's, warm honey blonde, soft brown eyes from Faramir and high elvish cheekbones a gift from Arwen. Yet in the soul looking out from those eyes he clearly saw Aragorn, his fire and spirit, elegance and grace, passion and determination, and strong sense of duty, ever conflicting yet ever complimenting, the song of her soul in beautifully resolved dissonance.
"Will! So good to see you. I had a dream about you last night." She smiled breaking him from his reverie
"About me?" he managed to speak still trying to regain his composure
"Elizabeth! Is that entirely proper for you to." Governor Swann tried to interrupt, slightly shocked by the forwardness of this, though not too shocked mind you, she was after all her mother's daughter.
"About the day we met, do you remember?" she continued, ignoring her father, gazing with sparkling eyes up at Legolas
"How could I forget, Miss Swann" he replied cautiously, not certain if she was referring to him or Willy
"Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?" she grinned.
"At least once more Miss Swann, as always." Legolas managed to say, again completely breathtaken by her smile
"There, see, at least the boy has a sense of propriety." Governor Swann seemed quite flustered by his offspring's conversation, "Now, we really must be going."
Elizabeth's smile had faded at Legolas' answer and she bid him a chilly farewell "Good day Mr. Turner"
"Come along" the Governor ushered her out the door
"Good day.Elizabeth", he whispered as they drove away.
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A/N Well I had some plot bunnies run away with this a bit when it comes to the past (even more so in the next chapter), don't worry though the movie plot is staying the same, with a few small exceptions where Will is just to clumsy or stupid or clueless to possibly be Legolas. (i.e. I ignored the breaking the candelabra thing, just couldn't see an elf doing that) It all kind of boils down to that I'm more concerned with being true to Tolkien than true to Disney. I hope all the stuff about Eldarion and Theodwyn daughter of Faramir and Eowyn made sense. I was going to have her remind him of Arwen but the more I thought about it Elizabeth looks and acts way more like Eowyn than Arwen. Besides it makes perfect sense for the son of Arwen and Aragorn to marry the daughter of Eowyn and Faramir in terms of class and rank and such.
Gaslight: I tried to email this chapter to you but either you didn't get it or you just haven't had time to look it over yet. Legolas is still watching out for the family, Elizabeth Swann is the only one that he knows of right now however. And yes I'm watching with horror as this idea that seemed perfectly feasible when I started this is becoming harder and harder to pull off well. However I shall endure till the end and will not let my dear little story die a slow and painful death - I will make it work! I hadn't thought about the different climate, different stars and different trees yes but not different climate. I may have a sentence or two discussing that in the next chapter (which at the moment has been stolen by plot bunnies and they don't seem keen on giving it back). As for to and too - grr how I hate those two little words.
Baby Sphinx: I shall now attempt to look innocent and clueless
Arwentheelf02: squeals* hehe nothing is more fun than having an author you like like your story back. Horray for randomness!!
PheonixFyre, babmidnight, Name1, LilPeTiTe, Beats, Psyco101, Sailor Aqua- star and Bec: Thank you all for reviewing/reviewing again. All your sweet reviews are what make me want to continue this as quickly as possible, nothing helps creativity like knowing there are people who want to see more!
~Lindaleriel 8/2/03
He strode briskly yet unhurriedly down the street, a long black case tucked under one arm. He was looking forward to making this delivery; he hadn't been in the Governor's home for quite some time. He kept a close eye and ear on the comings and goings of the young lady Dunedain and her father (known to the rest of the world as Miss Elizabeth and Governor Swann) but saw no reason to interfere as long as everything was well and had truly had very little to do with the family of late.
He knocked on the ridiculously large door; he'd never understood why men built such monstrous homes for so few people. At least Swann had had the good sense to plant a few trees on the grounds of his mansion, he could hear them calling to him joyfully, men may had forgotten the elves but the trees had not. The door swung open to reveal the expressionless visage of the Swann's butler. "May I help you?" he inquired in a polite but bored monotone. "Governor Swann is expecting me, I have his order from the blacksmith" Legolas answered him. The butler motioned him into the hall "The Governor will be with you shortly" and left.
"Ah Mr. Turner, good to see you again." Governor Swann greeted cheerily. Legolas had always liked the man. He found him a bit stuffy for the spirited daughter of Arwen that Elizabeth's mother had been, but he was a good man who had had loved his wife, and now his daughter, and would do anything for them.
"Good day Sir, I have your order" Legolas responded politely as he opened the case and handed the elegant sword to the governor who looked it over critically. "The blade is folded steel, that's gold filigree laid into the handle" Legolas explained, then, reached for the sword. "If I may?" he balanced the sword on one finger where the shining blade met the crossguard "Perfectly balanced, the tang is nearly the full width of the blade" he gave a graceful and impressive flip to the blade and handed it back to the governor.
"Impressive, very impressive. Ah, now, Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this. Do pass my compliments on to your Master."
"I shall, a craftsmen is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated", Legolas felt a twinge of annoyance that yet again his fine work was accredited to the unproductive slug that was his master. He looked up as he heard footsteps on the stairs.
"Ah, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning" Governor Swann admired in his best doting father tone. Legolas meanwhile found himself speechless. He hadn't seen young Elizabeth face to face in several years, and although she had shown signs that she would become a beautiful young woman Legolas was not prepared for the vision that now stood before him. Not since the daughter of Eldarion and Theodwyn daughter of Eowyn and Faramir had he seen her equal. Her hair was Eowyn's, warm honey blonde, soft brown eyes from Faramir and high elvish cheekbones a gift from Arwen. Yet in the soul looking out from those eyes he clearly saw Aragorn, his fire and spirit, elegance and grace, passion and determination, and strong sense of duty, ever conflicting yet ever complimenting, the song of her soul in beautifully resolved dissonance.
"Will! So good to see you. I had a dream about you last night." She smiled breaking him from his reverie
"About me?" he managed to speak still trying to regain his composure
"Elizabeth! Is that entirely proper for you to." Governor Swann tried to interrupt, slightly shocked by the forwardness of this, though not too shocked mind you, she was after all her mother's daughter.
"About the day we met, do you remember?" she continued, ignoring her father, gazing with sparkling eyes up at Legolas
"How could I forget, Miss Swann" he replied cautiously, not certain if she was referring to him or Willy
"Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?" she grinned.
"At least once more Miss Swann, as always." Legolas managed to say, again completely breathtaken by her smile
"There, see, at least the boy has a sense of propriety." Governor Swann seemed quite flustered by his offspring's conversation, "Now, we really must be going."
Elizabeth's smile had faded at Legolas' answer and she bid him a chilly farewell "Good day Mr. Turner"
"Come along" the Governor ushered her out the door
"Good day.Elizabeth", he whispered as they drove away.
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A/N Well I had some plot bunnies run away with this a bit when it comes to the past (even more so in the next chapter), don't worry though the movie plot is staying the same, with a few small exceptions where Will is just to clumsy or stupid or clueless to possibly be Legolas. (i.e. I ignored the breaking the candelabra thing, just couldn't see an elf doing that) It all kind of boils down to that I'm more concerned with being true to Tolkien than true to Disney. I hope all the stuff about Eldarion and Theodwyn daughter of Faramir and Eowyn made sense. I was going to have her remind him of Arwen but the more I thought about it Elizabeth looks and acts way more like Eowyn than Arwen. Besides it makes perfect sense for the son of Arwen and Aragorn to marry the daughter of Eowyn and Faramir in terms of class and rank and such.
Gaslight: I tried to email this chapter to you but either you didn't get it or you just haven't had time to look it over yet. Legolas is still watching out for the family, Elizabeth Swann is the only one that he knows of right now however. And yes I'm watching with horror as this idea that seemed perfectly feasible when I started this is becoming harder and harder to pull off well. However I shall endure till the end and will not let my dear little story die a slow and painful death - I will make it work! I hadn't thought about the different climate, different stars and different trees yes but not different climate. I may have a sentence or two discussing that in the next chapter (which at the moment has been stolen by plot bunnies and they don't seem keen on giving it back). As for to and too - grr how I hate those two little words.
Baby Sphinx: I shall now attempt to look innocent and clueless
Arwentheelf02: squeals* hehe nothing is more fun than having an author you like like your story back. Horray for randomness!!
PheonixFyre, babmidnight, Name1, LilPeTiTe, Beats, Psyco101, Sailor Aqua- star and Bec: Thank you all for reviewing/reviewing again. All your sweet reviews are what make me want to continue this as quickly as possible, nothing helps creativity like knowing there are people who want to see more!
~Lindaleriel 8/2/03
