Chapter 1---short, sweet, and not to the point, but close. Enjoy and please
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Legolas had no choice. Every winter he had to go to this pointless celebration. Thranduil always insisted it was an opportunity to meet elf- maidens of the neighboring lands, trying to interest him.
Legolas was forced to dress in his most elegant robes, only to have it criticized by the pompous, but wealthy, elven leaders. They always compared our castle to their own ostentatious displays.
Better get on with it, he thought sadly. He stepped outside of his living quarters out into the brightly lit display of festivies. As he walked down the halls, he ignored the stares of the beautiful maidens that fluttered their eyelashes and presented their stature in hopes that they could become queen.
"Legolas, my son," Thranduil spoke in his thick voice. He was standing next to Elrond, who was beside his daughter Arwen, and Elladan and Elrohir. Arwen smiled politely back to Legolas, but they obviously had no interest in each other, besides of deep friendship.
"Yes, ada," Legolas replied, putting forth a very false smile. He had absolutely no reason to smile. Arwen seemed to share these feelings.
"I am delighted to introduce Uruviel Sirfalas," he said, "She is a maiden of the eastern elvish kin." He parted to show a pale elf with a tall stature. She was indeed very beautiful. Her eyes were deep blue, like pools of water. Uruviel smiled.
"Hello, Legolas," Her voice was deep, but alas at the same time sweet and soothing. "Would you like to come for a walk with me?" Her expression softened, and she almost blushed. "Alone."
Legolas looked to Arwen for advice, and she just smiled and mouthed, "You are alone, Prince of Mirkwood." So he was on his own. He mustered some false charm to impress his father, and to please him. "I accept your offer, why do we not go now?" He put out his arm politely. Thranduil smiled. Uruviel stepped forward and took his arm.
"The garden is this way, milady," Legolas said. It is more challenging to lie like this than I had predicted, he thought. Uruviel followed, keeping in step with him.
Once they were inside the majestic garden, he sat down on a bench. He picked a flower, one that grew only in the winter season, but did not offer it to her. Uruviel walked up and took the flower. Legolas did not like her much at all. Yes, her beauty was stunning, but he sensed an evil. This was surely another maid who just wanted to be royalty.
She sat down next to Legolas. She took his face in her hands. Legolas did not do anything about this, but did not enjoy this connection in the slightest. Uruviel stared into his eyes and said," Legolas, you are the prince of Mirkwood. That is your sound title. And that," She paused and looked deeper in his eyes.
Uruviel suddenly leaned in and kissed him. Legolas tore away, shocked. She stood up and was walking away, her purple robes flowing, when she finished her sentence. "And that will be your burden to bear . your downfall, Legolas son of Thranduil."
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New Chapter soon. The plot will unfold soon.
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Legolas had no choice. Every winter he had to go to this pointless celebration. Thranduil always insisted it was an opportunity to meet elf- maidens of the neighboring lands, trying to interest him.
Legolas was forced to dress in his most elegant robes, only to have it criticized by the pompous, but wealthy, elven leaders. They always compared our castle to their own ostentatious displays.
Better get on with it, he thought sadly. He stepped outside of his living quarters out into the brightly lit display of festivies. As he walked down the halls, he ignored the stares of the beautiful maidens that fluttered their eyelashes and presented their stature in hopes that they could become queen.
"Legolas, my son," Thranduil spoke in his thick voice. He was standing next to Elrond, who was beside his daughter Arwen, and Elladan and Elrohir. Arwen smiled politely back to Legolas, but they obviously had no interest in each other, besides of deep friendship.
"Yes, ada," Legolas replied, putting forth a very false smile. He had absolutely no reason to smile. Arwen seemed to share these feelings.
"I am delighted to introduce Uruviel Sirfalas," he said, "She is a maiden of the eastern elvish kin." He parted to show a pale elf with a tall stature. She was indeed very beautiful. Her eyes were deep blue, like pools of water. Uruviel smiled.
"Hello, Legolas," Her voice was deep, but alas at the same time sweet and soothing. "Would you like to come for a walk with me?" Her expression softened, and she almost blushed. "Alone."
Legolas looked to Arwen for advice, and she just smiled and mouthed, "You are alone, Prince of Mirkwood." So he was on his own. He mustered some false charm to impress his father, and to please him. "I accept your offer, why do we not go now?" He put out his arm politely. Thranduil smiled. Uruviel stepped forward and took his arm.
"The garden is this way, milady," Legolas said. It is more challenging to lie like this than I had predicted, he thought. Uruviel followed, keeping in step with him.
Once they were inside the majestic garden, he sat down on a bench. He picked a flower, one that grew only in the winter season, but did not offer it to her. Uruviel walked up and took the flower. Legolas did not like her much at all. Yes, her beauty was stunning, but he sensed an evil. This was surely another maid who just wanted to be royalty.
She sat down next to Legolas. She took his face in her hands. Legolas did not do anything about this, but did not enjoy this connection in the slightest. Uruviel stared into his eyes and said," Legolas, you are the prince of Mirkwood. That is your sound title. And that," She paused and looked deeper in his eyes.
Uruviel suddenly leaned in and kissed him. Legolas tore away, shocked. She stood up and was walking away, her purple robes flowing, when she finished her sentence. "And that will be your burden to bear . your downfall, Legolas son of Thranduil."
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New Chapter soon. The plot will unfold soon.
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