Disclaimer: I still don't own anything but my own charcters.
Im sorry I'm not the best writer, but bare with me. It will get better, I hope.
Legolas: Of course you don't! Your to stupid too own any charcters!
ME: Mr. Greenleaf, be quiet before I slap you for ridiculing me.
Legolas: You can't control me!!!!!
ME: Oh yes I can!! I've got you locked in my room, haven't I?
Legolas: That's because you are a bitch.
ME: I might be a bitch but you are mine right now! HehehHEEEHEHEHE!
Legolas: AHHHHHHHHHH! *tries to run but gets tackled by me*
ME: Now shut up before I tye you to that chair!
LEGOLAS: NO!
ME: Alrigth I warned yoU!!! While I am restraning him, you can read my story!
King Folset was almost pleased to see his visitors when he learned who they were. "Prince Legolas Greenleaf from Mirkwood, what a surprise to see you! What brings you here?"
Blue eyes wide, the prince whispered, "I—I thought Landenshail didn't exist. One of my servants found it one day and we went looking for it to prove that he wasn't crazy or else my father would have executed for sleeping on his post! Forgive me if I disturbed you!"
"Disturbed me? Of course not, milad! Elfish visitors are always welcomed here! Now please join me for dinner. You must be hungry."
"Yes, very much!"
"You're men will have food waiting for them in the grand dining hall but as for you, please eat with me and my family in my private room."
Nodding to his knights, Legolas followed the king. All of the servants stared after him, eyes widen. Legolas was even more handsome than Folset, and his blue eyes and corn blonde hair charmed them to no end. It took a glare and a shout from Folset to remind them of their tasks. Meanwhile the king lead Legolas up a set of stairs. "How is your kingdom, prince? Still as beautiful as always?"
"It would be for not the many orc attacks on our borders," Legolas said sadly.
King Folset lowered his eyes. "I am so sorry to hear that," but he sounded as if he cared little even if he put on a good show. "Tonight let us forget all of these things and feast joyfully." He sat down at a table, motioning for Legolas to do the same.
"I'm sorry I'm late, father!!" a voice suddenly cried out from the nearby doorway. Legolas looked up in surprise and saw the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on in his entire life. If he were brash enough he would claim that she was even more exquisite than Rivendell's Princess Arwen and Queen Galadriel of Lothlorien. The she-elf had long blonde hair the shade of corn when it becomes ripest and was curled in ocean-like waves down her back. Her nose was straight with a small curve in the middle and her lips were the most perfectly shaped in Middle Earth but it was her eyes that Legolas noticed first. They were deep sea blue much like his own, only they had silver and golden specks in them, and glittered when she smiled – or was it because she was embarassed? The princess was tall and straight, and her body shaped the costly green dress she wore so Legolas's eyes couldn't tear themselves away from her.
"Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, may I introduce Princess Aymerwen?" King Folset smiled as his daughter daintily curtseyed to the prince and stumbled over to her seat after Legolas had bowed back, obviously upset that she had been late.
Once everybody was settled, the king called for the servants to bring dinner and began a lively chat with Legolas about the state of affairs in Middle Earth, careful not to mention his own friendship with Sauron as well as the elves and men and hobbits and dwarves. The Mirkwood prince gave the answers the king sought but his out of the corner of his eye he watched Aymerwen as she took up her silverware and cut into a fruit.
The princess felt his gaze and was flushed. She knew he was watching her and wished she had chosen a less reveiling outfit for the evening. "Why must these foolish men always be attracted to me? I am not THAT good looking," she mused.
Sensing Legolas' desire to speak with his daughter, the king asked, "So Aymerwen what did you do today?"
"This morning I took Harmonion for a ride," the she-elf explained."
"Harmonion? That your horse?" Legolas asked curiously, hoping for a conversation started.
Her face brightening, Aymerwen smiled. "Yes. She is almost jet black with several white marks on her withers. She was a gift to me from, uh," Then her musical voice stopped just as she was about to say "from Mordor" and she looked too her father for support.
The king waved it off. "Silly girl!" he laughed. "Do you not remember? The duke of Yilmar gave her to you as a birthday gift." And he returned to his meal, hoping his daughter wouldn't blow their cover.
Laughing, she caught on. "Oh yes, I remember now. Forgive me, Prince Legolas."
"Just Legolas, please."
"Forgive me, Legolas. Anyway Harmonion is just wonderful! I love to ride. Do you?"
"Of course I do!" The prince puts in eagerly. "I have a horse to. His name is Halad, and he is a copper color with white mane, a most rare find."
"No matter how rare he is in color, I doubt he could beat my Harmonion!" laughed Aymerwen as she sipped out of her wine glass. She was no longer worried about Legolas's brash staring for something about him made her feel comfortable to be near.
"Perhaps we shall see." Legolas also drank out of his glass, his eyes twinkling at her.
Aymerwen was about to smile back but then her smile faded. "Oh no," she though sadly. "I am all set to marry Haldir of Lorien! I cannot give poor Legolas any ideas!" And she turned her eyes away from the prince and maintaned a stoney silence the rest of the evening.
Im sorry I'm not the best writer, but bare with me. It will get better, I hope.
Legolas: Of course you don't! Your to stupid too own any charcters!
ME: Mr. Greenleaf, be quiet before I slap you for ridiculing me.
Legolas: You can't control me!!!!!
ME: Oh yes I can!! I've got you locked in my room, haven't I?
Legolas: That's because you are a bitch.
ME: I might be a bitch but you are mine right now! HehehHEEEHEHEHE!
Legolas: AHHHHHHHHHH! *tries to run but gets tackled by me*
ME: Now shut up before I tye you to that chair!
LEGOLAS: NO!
ME: Alrigth I warned yoU!!! While I am restraning him, you can read my story!
King Folset was almost pleased to see his visitors when he learned who they were. "Prince Legolas Greenleaf from Mirkwood, what a surprise to see you! What brings you here?"
Blue eyes wide, the prince whispered, "I—I thought Landenshail didn't exist. One of my servants found it one day and we went looking for it to prove that he wasn't crazy or else my father would have executed for sleeping on his post! Forgive me if I disturbed you!"
"Disturbed me? Of course not, milad! Elfish visitors are always welcomed here! Now please join me for dinner. You must be hungry."
"Yes, very much!"
"You're men will have food waiting for them in the grand dining hall but as for you, please eat with me and my family in my private room."
Nodding to his knights, Legolas followed the king. All of the servants stared after him, eyes widen. Legolas was even more handsome than Folset, and his blue eyes and corn blonde hair charmed them to no end. It took a glare and a shout from Folset to remind them of their tasks. Meanwhile the king lead Legolas up a set of stairs. "How is your kingdom, prince? Still as beautiful as always?"
"It would be for not the many orc attacks on our borders," Legolas said sadly.
King Folset lowered his eyes. "I am so sorry to hear that," but he sounded as if he cared little even if he put on a good show. "Tonight let us forget all of these things and feast joyfully." He sat down at a table, motioning for Legolas to do the same.
"I'm sorry I'm late, father!!" a voice suddenly cried out from the nearby doorway. Legolas looked up in surprise and saw the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on in his entire life. If he were brash enough he would claim that she was even more exquisite than Rivendell's Princess Arwen and Queen Galadriel of Lothlorien. The she-elf had long blonde hair the shade of corn when it becomes ripest and was curled in ocean-like waves down her back. Her nose was straight with a small curve in the middle and her lips were the most perfectly shaped in Middle Earth but it was her eyes that Legolas noticed first. They were deep sea blue much like his own, only they had silver and golden specks in them, and glittered when she smiled – or was it because she was embarassed? The princess was tall and straight, and her body shaped the costly green dress she wore so Legolas's eyes couldn't tear themselves away from her.
"Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, may I introduce Princess Aymerwen?" King Folset smiled as his daughter daintily curtseyed to the prince and stumbled over to her seat after Legolas had bowed back, obviously upset that she had been late.
Once everybody was settled, the king called for the servants to bring dinner and began a lively chat with Legolas about the state of affairs in Middle Earth, careful not to mention his own friendship with Sauron as well as the elves and men and hobbits and dwarves. The Mirkwood prince gave the answers the king sought but his out of the corner of his eye he watched Aymerwen as she took up her silverware and cut into a fruit.
The princess felt his gaze and was flushed. She knew he was watching her and wished she had chosen a less reveiling outfit for the evening. "Why must these foolish men always be attracted to me? I am not THAT good looking," she mused.
Sensing Legolas' desire to speak with his daughter, the king asked, "So Aymerwen what did you do today?"
"This morning I took Harmonion for a ride," the she-elf explained."
"Harmonion? That your horse?" Legolas asked curiously, hoping for a conversation started.
Her face brightening, Aymerwen smiled. "Yes. She is almost jet black with several white marks on her withers. She was a gift to me from, uh," Then her musical voice stopped just as she was about to say "from Mordor" and she looked too her father for support.
The king waved it off. "Silly girl!" he laughed. "Do you not remember? The duke of Yilmar gave her to you as a birthday gift." And he returned to his meal, hoping his daughter wouldn't blow their cover.
Laughing, she caught on. "Oh yes, I remember now. Forgive me, Prince Legolas."
"Just Legolas, please."
"Forgive me, Legolas. Anyway Harmonion is just wonderful! I love to ride. Do you?"
"Of course I do!" The prince puts in eagerly. "I have a horse to. His name is Halad, and he is a copper color with white mane, a most rare find."
"No matter how rare he is in color, I doubt he could beat my Harmonion!" laughed Aymerwen as she sipped out of her wine glass. She was no longer worried about Legolas's brash staring for something about him made her feel comfortable to be near.
"Perhaps we shall see." Legolas also drank out of his glass, his eyes twinkling at her.
Aymerwen was about to smile back but then her smile faded. "Oh no," she though sadly. "I am all set to marry Haldir of Lorien! I cannot give poor Legolas any ideas!" And she turned her eyes away from the prince and maintaned a stoney silence the rest of the evening.