When I had turned around, everyone started to whisper. Yes, who was this
human girl? Well, I didn't give a damn. I went back to the kitchen to
complain. "I want an apology right now!" I demanded of the head cook.
"What for?" She chuckled. "This is Lady Niphredil's." She shoved a new dish into my hands.
I tossed it back onto the table. "Look here, I'm not a maid. Just because I'm a human being, it doesn't make me a slave for the elves. I want an apology." I said clearly with my head held high.
The maid stared at me confused. "Who are you?"
I was about to answer when Mueyna saved me the trouble. "My lady, what are you doing down here?! Oh, they shall have me for this. Please my lady, let me show you back to the hall."
I stopped here and said, "I want my apology first." Mueyna quickly bowed. "Not you, her and Marek also." The maid lowered her head and apologized then called Marek over. "So who's going to be out of Rivendell before I can say dinner?"
Marek dropped to his knees and sobbed. "My ancestors have been working here all their lives. It would be a disgrace for my generation if I am exiled. I beg of your mercy, my lady!"
I stared at him amazed. "Um, all I wanted was a sorry."
Marek shook is head fervently. "I am terribly sorry. I would do anything to make it up to you."
"Well," I said thoughtfully. "The best you could do is to shut up and stay out of my sight from now on." I warned. "And for god's sake get up!" I helped him to his feet.
"It would be my honor." Marek's voice shook out.
I laughed. "Really?" I turned to Mueyna. "Can you take me up?"
"Of course, my lady." She took my arm, supporting me, and led me up the stairs to the main corridor. "Will you be joining the others in dining later?"
"No," I shook my head, "you can bring my dinner up."
"Yes, my lady."
She opened the door to my room and walked me to my bed. She laid me down. "I will bring your supper up to you later."
I nodded in thanks and she left. I sighed in frustration. I had wanted to take my anger out on Marek but he just had to fall in the mood of drama. I grabbed my pillow and screamed my lungs out into it. Wow that felt better. I settled myself and thought over the incident that just occurred while hugging my pillow for comfort.
What the hell was wrong with that Earyn dude? Did I ever do anything to piss him off in the first place? I didn't think so! How could Legolas not defend me but instead criticize me of being a mere human?! What was that supposed to mean? Was it supposed to indicate something? He was also shaking his head! What did I ever do to disappoint him?
'Well, that's hard to say because you did do some things to-'
"Oh, shut up!" I said to my conscience. I got out of bed, still holding the pillow and started pacing. I couldn't stay here any longer. This place was hard to accept and so are the people.elves.whatever. I should run away. Yes, that was it!
'Where to? What about the orcs? They could just be outside the borders of Rivendell, waiting to attack you.'
Why me?
'Because you're a human girl. That could be the easiest target ever.'
Ok, you're the most racist and sexist conscience I had ever encountered in my life. Stop bringing up the fact that I'm human! What was wrong with it? And I thought being a dog sucked like hell.
'Well, I guess there is an upside to it. At least you have HUMANS picking up your poop.'
I scrunched my face up and walked onto the balcony and started pacing there. How could this had happened to me? I was perfectly fine where I was. Ok, not that perfect but I was fine. Now I was stuck in some other fairyland world where unreasonable elves existed. I wanted to go home yet a part of me wanted to stay. Wait; there wasn't anything to keep me here so why stay?
'Yes, there is.'
Shut up.
'I'll give you a hint.'
Shut up.
'It starts with a L.'
Shut up.
'It ends with a S.'
"God, shut up!" I turned around and threw my pillow as hard as I could.
Legolas caught it. What? Legolas? "I knew you were angry, but I did not know you were angry enough to throw things at me."
"Oh, that's just for starters." I warned. "What are you doing here? Did I ask you to come in? Why don't you go hang out with your elven friends and leave this mere human alone!" I turned to have my back towards him.
Legolas turned me around. "I want to let you know that I am truly sorry and I want to apologize. If I could, I would take back what I had said but I cannot. I did not mean for my words to harm you. I did not even mean what I had said. So I ask of you, if you have the heart to forgive me?" He took my hand and looked into my eyes.
I smirked. "No."
"What for?" She chuckled. "This is Lady Niphredil's." She shoved a new dish into my hands.
I tossed it back onto the table. "Look here, I'm not a maid. Just because I'm a human being, it doesn't make me a slave for the elves. I want an apology." I said clearly with my head held high.
The maid stared at me confused. "Who are you?"
I was about to answer when Mueyna saved me the trouble. "My lady, what are you doing down here?! Oh, they shall have me for this. Please my lady, let me show you back to the hall."
I stopped here and said, "I want my apology first." Mueyna quickly bowed. "Not you, her and Marek also." The maid lowered her head and apologized then called Marek over. "So who's going to be out of Rivendell before I can say dinner?"
Marek dropped to his knees and sobbed. "My ancestors have been working here all their lives. It would be a disgrace for my generation if I am exiled. I beg of your mercy, my lady!"
I stared at him amazed. "Um, all I wanted was a sorry."
Marek shook is head fervently. "I am terribly sorry. I would do anything to make it up to you."
"Well," I said thoughtfully. "The best you could do is to shut up and stay out of my sight from now on." I warned. "And for god's sake get up!" I helped him to his feet.
"It would be my honor." Marek's voice shook out.
I laughed. "Really?" I turned to Mueyna. "Can you take me up?"
"Of course, my lady." She took my arm, supporting me, and led me up the stairs to the main corridor. "Will you be joining the others in dining later?"
"No," I shook my head, "you can bring my dinner up."
"Yes, my lady."
She opened the door to my room and walked me to my bed. She laid me down. "I will bring your supper up to you later."
I nodded in thanks and she left. I sighed in frustration. I had wanted to take my anger out on Marek but he just had to fall in the mood of drama. I grabbed my pillow and screamed my lungs out into it. Wow that felt better. I settled myself and thought over the incident that just occurred while hugging my pillow for comfort.
What the hell was wrong with that Earyn dude? Did I ever do anything to piss him off in the first place? I didn't think so! How could Legolas not defend me but instead criticize me of being a mere human?! What was that supposed to mean? Was it supposed to indicate something? He was also shaking his head! What did I ever do to disappoint him?
'Well, that's hard to say because you did do some things to-'
"Oh, shut up!" I said to my conscience. I got out of bed, still holding the pillow and started pacing. I couldn't stay here any longer. This place was hard to accept and so are the people.elves.whatever. I should run away. Yes, that was it!
'Where to? What about the orcs? They could just be outside the borders of Rivendell, waiting to attack you.'
Why me?
'Because you're a human girl. That could be the easiest target ever.'
Ok, you're the most racist and sexist conscience I had ever encountered in my life. Stop bringing up the fact that I'm human! What was wrong with it? And I thought being a dog sucked like hell.
'Well, I guess there is an upside to it. At least you have HUMANS picking up your poop.'
I scrunched my face up and walked onto the balcony and started pacing there. How could this had happened to me? I was perfectly fine where I was. Ok, not that perfect but I was fine. Now I was stuck in some other fairyland world where unreasonable elves existed. I wanted to go home yet a part of me wanted to stay. Wait; there wasn't anything to keep me here so why stay?
'Yes, there is.'
Shut up.
'I'll give you a hint.'
Shut up.
'It starts with a L.'
Shut up.
'It ends with a S.'
"God, shut up!" I turned around and threw my pillow as hard as I could.
Legolas caught it. What? Legolas? "I knew you were angry, but I did not know you were angry enough to throw things at me."
"Oh, that's just for starters." I warned. "What are you doing here? Did I ask you to come in? Why don't you go hang out with your elven friends and leave this mere human alone!" I turned to have my back towards him.
Legolas turned me around. "I want to let you know that I am truly sorry and I want to apologize. If I could, I would take back what I had said but I cannot. I did not mean for my words to harm you. I did not even mean what I had said. So I ask of you, if you have the heart to forgive me?" He took my hand and looked into my eyes.
I smirked. "No."
