Sam pulled Rumor through the winding halls of the palace, and all the
while, he was chattering endlessly about everything. By the time they
arrived at the Dining Hall, Rumor knew everything there was to know about
Hobbits, the Shire and how to garden four or five different kinds of
plants. Upon entering the Dining Hall, Rumor shifted nervously, there were
going to be people in there, and she did not feel like dealing with any.
She apparently didn't need to worry, because Sam kept pulling her until they were in front of a table with no one but two kids at it. At a closer look, Rumor saw that they were not kids, but merely hobbits, hobbits with unquenchable appetites.
Legolas sat with Elladan, Elrohir, and Aragorn on the other side of the room, not really paying attention to the conversation the other three were in. he was watching the girl who walked in only moments ago with a hobbit. Now she sat, poking at the food in front of her, and watching the hobbits who were talking and eating everything in sight. He was surprised to see her here with the Halflings, but then again, it seemed like every time she moved or talked, she surprised him. She wasn't like all the other girls he'd ever met. Her long blonde hair was streaked with red, and she was dressed in an unusual manner. She had to be the tiniest girl he had ever seen, and with the big bracelets up and down her arms and the over sized pants, the effect made her appear smaller and thinner then ever. But on of the things that mystified Legolas, besides the obvious things like who she was and where she came from, was the thin line that scared her cheek. What could cause such a beautiful girl to get a scar such as that? *Maybe it's her "beautiful" temper and manners* Legolas thought warily to himself, remembering this mornings little outburst from her.
"Legolas? Are you well, mellon?" Aragorn's voice snapped him back to the present. "I am well, Estel. Do not worry; I was merely lost within thought." Legolas replied, although he would not share what, or who, was on his mind. Apparently there was no need to, because Elladan just nodded, "All our minds have been drifting to this mysterious girl." He remarked, watching Legolas's reaction to this, but continued when Legolas just stared at him, stonily. "It seems odd that she shows up at the same time and place as the One-"
"Hush, my brother," Aragorn broke in, glancing around nervously, "The walls have ears. It would not be wise to mention such things here," looking around again, paranoid of the fear of someone overhearing. Elrohir nodded, and stood, "Come Elladan, let us start our patrol before you open your mouth and let all secrets loose. Farewell Legolas. Farewell Estel. We shall se you in the morn." Legolas and Aragorn laughed at the sight of the two brothers walking out of the Dining Hall, bickering.
Aragorn smiled suddenly at something, and then stood as well. "I, too, must be off. Until later, Legolas." Legolas nodded and watched his friend hurry out the door. He sat alone for a few moments more before standing and walking out the door himself. On his way out, he passed by the table at which the girl sat. The Halflings were talking without stop, while the girl sat half-listening to the hobbits prattle, listlessly pushing food around on her plate. Legolas smiled slightly and nodded at the Halflings as he passed by, but the girl ignored him completely.
She apparently didn't need to worry, because Sam kept pulling her until they were in front of a table with no one but two kids at it. At a closer look, Rumor saw that they were not kids, but merely hobbits, hobbits with unquenchable appetites.
Legolas sat with Elladan, Elrohir, and Aragorn on the other side of the room, not really paying attention to the conversation the other three were in. he was watching the girl who walked in only moments ago with a hobbit. Now she sat, poking at the food in front of her, and watching the hobbits who were talking and eating everything in sight. He was surprised to see her here with the Halflings, but then again, it seemed like every time she moved or talked, she surprised him. She wasn't like all the other girls he'd ever met. Her long blonde hair was streaked with red, and she was dressed in an unusual manner. She had to be the tiniest girl he had ever seen, and with the big bracelets up and down her arms and the over sized pants, the effect made her appear smaller and thinner then ever. But on of the things that mystified Legolas, besides the obvious things like who she was and where she came from, was the thin line that scared her cheek. What could cause such a beautiful girl to get a scar such as that? *Maybe it's her "beautiful" temper and manners* Legolas thought warily to himself, remembering this mornings little outburst from her.
"Legolas? Are you well, mellon?" Aragorn's voice snapped him back to the present. "I am well, Estel. Do not worry; I was merely lost within thought." Legolas replied, although he would not share what, or who, was on his mind. Apparently there was no need to, because Elladan just nodded, "All our minds have been drifting to this mysterious girl." He remarked, watching Legolas's reaction to this, but continued when Legolas just stared at him, stonily. "It seems odd that she shows up at the same time and place as the One-"
"Hush, my brother," Aragorn broke in, glancing around nervously, "The walls have ears. It would not be wise to mention such things here," looking around again, paranoid of the fear of someone overhearing. Elrohir nodded, and stood, "Come Elladan, let us start our patrol before you open your mouth and let all secrets loose. Farewell Legolas. Farewell Estel. We shall se you in the morn." Legolas and Aragorn laughed at the sight of the two brothers walking out of the Dining Hall, bickering.
Aragorn smiled suddenly at something, and then stood as well. "I, too, must be off. Until later, Legolas." Legolas nodded and watched his friend hurry out the door. He sat alone for a few moments more before standing and walking out the door himself. On his way out, he passed by the table at which the girl sat. The Halflings were talking without stop, while the girl sat half-listening to the hobbits prattle, listlessly pushing food around on her plate. Legolas smiled slightly and nodded at the Halflings as he passed by, but the girl ignored him completely.