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Chapter 3 – The Feast
Lianna was getting nervous. The Midsummer Feast was about to start and Legolas was nowhere to be found! She had told him to meet her at Arwen's room more than an hour ago. Arwen was tending to her hair when she noticed Lianna pacing fretfully about.
"Relax, Lianna. I told you he wanted to go with you, and I was right. And I'm telling you now he will be here." "But what if he realized I'm just a commoner and it would be a disgrace for him to attend with me?" She blurted. "Lianna! He's been your friend for over 900 years. Do you think he'd abandon you now?" Arwen said sternly, becoming peeved with Lianna's worry ness. Lianna shrugged as she realized Arwen was right. Legolas was her best friend, he would not betray her. Still, she felt her palms clammy and her stomach felt full of butterflies. Arwen seemed calm enough, but then again, she was being escorted by Aragorn, as always.
Suddenly, Lianna and Arwen turned their heads toward the door, though no one appeared for a split second. Their elf hearing caught someone making their way toward this room. Legolas appeared. Lianna sighed heavily, throwing her arms in the air and rolling her eyes, "Finally! Where have you been, Legolas?" His face scrunched up in dismay at being yelled at for something so trivial.
"Sorry I'm late, I've only just met the most captivating young elf maiden downstairs." At this revelation, Lianna felt a bit of something twang inside her. It was something she never felt before. She chalked it up to disappointment and some anger at her best friend leaving her worried to go talk to some elleth.
"I am sorry, Lianna. And you do look lovely, as ever." Legolas made puppy eyes at her and spoke in a soft, gentle tone. Lianna smiled, "I can never stay mad at you, Legolas Greenleaf." The trio then continued chattering and bantering about nothing important at all, as they often did. But amidst their talk, Lianna realized she had never seen Legolas so dressed up.
He wore a crisp white tunic, embroidered with patterns in fine silver thread, with white breeches and soft shoes. With the candlelight flickering off his golden hair, he looked rather angelic. Legolas caught her staring at him and said, in his usual witty manner, "Have I something on my face, Lianna, or do you just enjoy gazing at my perfection?" Without hesitation, and glad he chose humor at a moment that could've been embarrassing for her, Lianna answered, "You have something on your face...Oh wait, that's just how you look." Arwen laughed profusely at Lianna's dry wit before they heard the watchtower bells ring, signaling the celebration was about to begin.
Aragorn met Arwen in the hallway and took her arm. Legolas and Lianna walked behind them, and Lianna took Legolas's arm. He seemed a bit surprised, but she pointed to the pair ahead of them, and he understood.
Lianna had never attended the Feast before. But this year, she had been getting a lot of attention from the village boys, and that seemed to indicate it was time for her to give her presence. She unconsciously grasped Legolas's arm tighter as they entered the hall, unaware of what was to be revealed in front of her. Legolas looked down to her, "O.K?" He asked. She nodded, looking to his face for comfort. She found it there in his soft blue eyes and dazzling smile.
There were many sights to take in once inside the hall. Tables were laden with food of all sorts, and there were so many people she didn't know. Lianna marveled at the ladies' gowns and spectacular diamond jewelry. The pair found their place next to Arwen and Aragorn, and watched the rest of the people file in. When everyone was sitting, trumpets played and Elrond entered from the North door, followed by Gandalf, and a flurry of servants. Elrond stood at his seat next to Arwen and spoke, "Let the merriment begin!" With that, the elves cheered and soft harp music began to play.
After the food was cleared away, Lianna noticed couples dancing on the floor. The thought of dancing hadn't occurred to her until that point. She hissed in Legolas's ear, "You didn't tell me there was going to be dancing!" "Relax, Lianna. I'll only make you dance with me at least five times." He said with mock seriousness. That was the second time she had been told to relax that day. She wondered if she seemed a bit high strung to everyone.
In the middle of her thoughts, she didn't notice an elleth approach Legolas. Only when he turned to her and whispered, "I'll be right back," did she notice he was being led away by the hand of a beautiful, blonde haired elf. By the way he looked at her, Lianna guessed that she was the elf maiden he had met a few hours ago. She felt that twang inside her again and wished it would go away. She was unsure of what it was, but didn't like it one bit. It made her feel angry and hateful. That was not who she was. She was loving and kind.
She pushed back her chair and was about to rush outside for some air when a village elf stepped in front of her. "Lianna, would you care to dance?" "Not really, stranger, until you tell me your name." "Apologies," he said with a deep bow, "My name is Tyron, I live in your village. Now would you like to dance?" Lianna looked apprehensively at the couples on the floor. "Dancing's not really my thing." "Oh, don't worry! It's fun!" Tyron said as he took her arm and led her out onto the floor.
Who would've thought it? Tyron was right. Dancing was fun! They talked and laughed while they danced in each other's arms. Every now and then, Lianna couldn't help but steal a sideways glance at Legolas and the elf-girl. Legolas was skimming his finger on her skin down the open back of her dress. The girl was obviously pleased with herself at making such a great catch. The twang returned in the pit of her stomach. But Tyron always had something funny to say, and he provided a good distraction. She thanked him for the dance and returned to her seat, but Legolas did not, not for a long while.
So lonesome she must've looked, because many village elves asked her to dance, and she accepted, just for something to do. Aragorn also asked her to dance, which she was delighted at. Aragorn had always been kind to her. He had said she could speak to him when she could to no one else, but that had been seldom, since she always had Legolas to talk to.
The ranger must have picked something up from her, because he seemed concerned, and asked, "Is everything alright, Li?" "Yes, Estel, why do you ask?" She answered with a fake smile. "I have seen you look about tonight, with a frown in your eyes. Who are you searching for?" Lianna decided she could tell Aragorn the truth, since he also knew Legolas well. "Earlier tonight, Legolas was dancing with some girl, and I haven't seen him since."
To Aragorn, it sounded as if Lianna was jealous, but said nothing of it. He simply said, "I thought I saw him catching some air outside the south door." "Thank you, Estel." Li said when the dance was over, and Aragorn watched her walk briskly to the south door and disappear outside. He shook his head and returned to Arwen. "What is the matter with Li?" She asked. Aragorn heaved a great sigh, "I wish I knew." He lied. He knew very well what was wrong with her. His heart ached for her plight.
A/N .. will get more into Legolas's feelings in chaps to come. Review plz! Luv ya's, Austin. B
Chapter 3 – The Feast
Lianna was getting nervous. The Midsummer Feast was about to start and Legolas was nowhere to be found! She had told him to meet her at Arwen's room more than an hour ago. Arwen was tending to her hair when she noticed Lianna pacing fretfully about.
"Relax, Lianna. I told you he wanted to go with you, and I was right. And I'm telling you now he will be here." "But what if he realized I'm just a commoner and it would be a disgrace for him to attend with me?" She blurted. "Lianna! He's been your friend for over 900 years. Do you think he'd abandon you now?" Arwen said sternly, becoming peeved with Lianna's worry ness. Lianna shrugged as she realized Arwen was right. Legolas was her best friend, he would not betray her. Still, she felt her palms clammy and her stomach felt full of butterflies. Arwen seemed calm enough, but then again, she was being escorted by Aragorn, as always.
Suddenly, Lianna and Arwen turned their heads toward the door, though no one appeared for a split second. Their elf hearing caught someone making their way toward this room. Legolas appeared. Lianna sighed heavily, throwing her arms in the air and rolling her eyes, "Finally! Where have you been, Legolas?" His face scrunched up in dismay at being yelled at for something so trivial.
"Sorry I'm late, I've only just met the most captivating young elf maiden downstairs." At this revelation, Lianna felt a bit of something twang inside her. It was something she never felt before. She chalked it up to disappointment and some anger at her best friend leaving her worried to go talk to some elleth.
"I am sorry, Lianna. And you do look lovely, as ever." Legolas made puppy eyes at her and spoke in a soft, gentle tone. Lianna smiled, "I can never stay mad at you, Legolas Greenleaf." The trio then continued chattering and bantering about nothing important at all, as they often did. But amidst their talk, Lianna realized she had never seen Legolas so dressed up.
He wore a crisp white tunic, embroidered with patterns in fine silver thread, with white breeches and soft shoes. With the candlelight flickering off his golden hair, he looked rather angelic. Legolas caught her staring at him and said, in his usual witty manner, "Have I something on my face, Lianna, or do you just enjoy gazing at my perfection?" Without hesitation, and glad he chose humor at a moment that could've been embarrassing for her, Lianna answered, "You have something on your face...Oh wait, that's just how you look." Arwen laughed profusely at Lianna's dry wit before they heard the watchtower bells ring, signaling the celebration was about to begin.
Aragorn met Arwen in the hallway and took her arm. Legolas and Lianna walked behind them, and Lianna took Legolas's arm. He seemed a bit surprised, but she pointed to the pair ahead of them, and he understood.
Lianna had never attended the Feast before. But this year, she had been getting a lot of attention from the village boys, and that seemed to indicate it was time for her to give her presence. She unconsciously grasped Legolas's arm tighter as they entered the hall, unaware of what was to be revealed in front of her. Legolas looked down to her, "O.K?" He asked. She nodded, looking to his face for comfort. She found it there in his soft blue eyes and dazzling smile.
There were many sights to take in once inside the hall. Tables were laden with food of all sorts, and there were so many people she didn't know. Lianna marveled at the ladies' gowns and spectacular diamond jewelry. The pair found their place next to Arwen and Aragorn, and watched the rest of the people file in. When everyone was sitting, trumpets played and Elrond entered from the North door, followed by Gandalf, and a flurry of servants. Elrond stood at his seat next to Arwen and spoke, "Let the merriment begin!" With that, the elves cheered and soft harp music began to play.
After the food was cleared away, Lianna noticed couples dancing on the floor. The thought of dancing hadn't occurred to her until that point. She hissed in Legolas's ear, "You didn't tell me there was going to be dancing!" "Relax, Lianna. I'll only make you dance with me at least five times." He said with mock seriousness. That was the second time she had been told to relax that day. She wondered if she seemed a bit high strung to everyone.
In the middle of her thoughts, she didn't notice an elleth approach Legolas. Only when he turned to her and whispered, "I'll be right back," did she notice he was being led away by the hand of a beautiful, blonde haired elf. By the way he looked at her, Lianna guessed that she was the elf maiden he had met a few hours ago. She felt that twang inside her again and wished it would go away. She was unsure of what it was, but didn't like it one bit. It made her feel angry and hateful. That was not who she was. She was loving and kind.
She pushed back her chair and was about to rush outside for some air when a village elf stepped in front of her. "Lianna, would you care to dance?" "Not really, stranger, until you tell me your name." "Apologies," he said with a deep bow, "My name is Tyron, I live in your village. Now would you like to dance?" Lianna looked apprehensively at the couples on the floor. "Dancing's not really my thing." "Oh, don't worry! It's fun!" Tyron said as he took her arm and led her out onto the floor.
Who would've thought it? Tyron was right. Dancing was fun! They talked and laughed while they danced in each other's arms. Every now and then, Lianna couldn't help but steal a sideways glance at Legolas and the elf-girl. Legolas was skimming his finger on her skin down the open back of her dress. The girl was obviously pleased with herself at making such a great catch. The twang returned in the pit of her stomach. But Tyron always had something funny to say, and he provided a good distraction. She thanked him for the dance and returned to her seat, but Legolas did not, not for a long while.
So lonesome she must've looked, because many village elves asked her to dance, and she accepted, just for something to do. Aragorn also asked her to dance, which she was delighted at. Aragorn had always been kind to her. He had said she could speak to him when she could to no one else, but that had been seldom, since she always had Legolas to talk to.
The ranger must have picked something up from her, because he seemed concerned, and asked, "Is everything alright, Li?" "Yes, Estel, why do you ask?" She answered with a fake smile. "I have seen you look about tonight, with a frown in your eyes. Who are you searching for?" Lianna decided she could tell Aragorn the truth, since he also knew Legolas well. "Earlier tonight, Legolas was dancing with some girl, and I haven't seen him since."
To Aragorn, it sounded as if Lianna was jealous, but said nothing of it. He simply said, "I thought I saw him catching some air outside the south door." "Thank you, Estel." Li said when the dance was over, and Aragorn watched her walk briskly to the south door and disappear outside. He shook his head and returned to Arwen. "What is the matter with Li?" She asked. Aragorn heaved a great sigh, "I wish I knew." He lied. He knew very well what was wrong with her. His heart ached for her plight.
A/N .. will get more into Legolas's feelings in chaps to come. Review plz! Luv ya's, Austin. B