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"Do you really think I will? You joined that hell of a cousin and went against me! I thought I had you figured but I guess I'm wrong. 'She is just a mere human.' What do you want from me? To evolve myself into an elf like you? To change so I wouldn't embarrass you in front of your little elf friends? I won't do that!"
"You are changing. Not into an elf, but yourself. My words were harsh. I admit I was wrong. You shall never hear such words spill from my lips again." Legolas' blue eyes twinkled.
Those eyes.they always convince me. "I'm sorry, maybe I am overreacting."
"No, you are not. I am the one who should apologize, not you." He shook his head.
I bit my bottom lip. "I forgive you." It was really hard for me to say those three words. I'd never said it before. I was so used to holding grudges. It felt like letting go a heavy burden.
Legolas leaned forward and hugged me. I was surprised at his actions. I did not see it coming. He whispered two simple words in my ear, "I knew."
I wasn't sure what he meant. I pulled back and looked at him curiously. He opened his mouth and talked of an entirely different subject: his cousin. His words and actions are always so unpredictable.
"I am sorry about Earyn. He was raised highly. His parents treasure him." Legolas explained with his head bowed low.
"In other words, spoiled." I added.
Legolas' eyes flashed up towards me. A smile crept to his lips but he quickly wiped it away. "He is not all bad. His confidence might come on too strong but he is a good person."
"Also known as one man's pride and it's not always a good thing." I cut in.
Legolas raised his head high while breathing in deeply then sighed and smiled. "You seem alright again. You truly have forgiven me." He said hopefully.
I smiled. "Yes," Well that came off easy. I didn't think it would be simple at all. "That is if you are sincere and is actually sorry for what you said." I included.
"Indeed!"
I nodded. "So this tournament, do you think you're going to," I hesitated, "win?"
Legolas looked on pass me pensively. "Last time I lost. It made him happy to win though he did not know I lost on purpose."
"That sure shows how much pride you have." I said sarcastically.
"Not very much then." He answered, smiling.
I smiled back and sighed softly. I guessed the worst had passed. Had it? I didn't need to run away anymore.right? I had better watch out for that Lord Earyn whatever. "How long is your cousin staying?"
"You do not like him, do you?" Legolas asked.
"Of course not! After what he said about me!" I plopped down on the end of my bed.
"You forgave me. Why could you not do the same for him?" He sat down next to me.
"Well, you came to apologize. Now that I think about it, apologizing does nothing. What good does it give?" I argued.
"Not everything needs an advantage." He looked at me.
"That's you isn't it? Always the good one." I stood up and walked onto the balcony. "My dad would love to have you take my place." I added in a whisper.
"Why do you say that?" Legolas inquired.
He heard me? How could he have? Oh wait, he wasn't human. He could do anything a human couldn't. He wasn't like me.
My eyes widened. He was not like me. The difference between me and Legolas was that he was an elf and I was a human being. We were so different that it didn't even make sense why we were in the same room. Why was I here? I didn't belong here. I was supposed to be dead! It even seemed better to be dead. I got hit by a car. That witch did it on purpose! Witch?
"Jocelyn?"
"Huh?" I jolted out of my thoughts.
"I asked you a question." Legolas said with a note of worry in his voice.
"Sorry, what was the question again?" I tried to smile.
"Why do you say that about your father? Why do you think he would have me as a son rather than you as a daughter." He repeated.
"Because he hates me." I replied without even a second of thinking.
"No father hates their daughter."
"Well, this one does. I don't think he even knows I exist." I looked down at my fingers that I was playing with."
"Don't be foolish. Of course your father loves you. It might seem he did not care for you when he was alive but he loves you dearly inside." Legolas walked up behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"How can you be so sure?" I moved away from him so his hand fell. "You don't know what's it like to go to school and act like everything is fine and perfect. It's tiring. I can't do that anymore."
"School?" Legolas looked at me curiously.
"Uh," I completely forgot that I was lying to him about my home and parents. He didn't even know what school was! Oh right, I forgot again he knew nothing of my world or whatever. This sounded ridiculous. "Never mind."
"I know your home is destroyed. That is why you are here. I understand how you feel because my home is slowly dying. The orcs are taking over.(not too sure about this fact.)" Legolas turned to look out onto the mountain side.
His home must be on the other side. I bit my lip. It was my turn to comfort him. "I'm sorry. I'm not in control of myself lately, so much has happened. It's good we understand each other. Only you know."
Legolas turned to look at me. His blue eyes sparkled into mine. He smiled. "You must be hungry. I will go hurry Mueyna with your supper. I guess the next time I will be seeing you is tomorrow morning at breakfast. Good night!" He turned and left out the door without waiting for my reply.
"Good night," I whispered to the closed door. I sat down at the small table next to the balcony. I gazed out the opening at the sun sinking behind the mountains. The sky was tinged pink and orange as dusk was passing. You didn't get to see a lot of these scenes in L.A. I sighed and propped my head on my hand; elbow on the table. What just happened? I didn't think the conversation between Legolas and I really made sense. A thought was still nagging at me. Did I still like him? I hated thinking about the matter but I just couldn't get rid of the thought. He seemed like he cared a lot for me yet he seems like he has someone else in his heart. Oh, he was such a hard person to read! No, I should concentrate on. You would usually say school work but I'd say 'the task at hand' for now. And the task at hand is.
"My lady? Your dinner is served."
"Thank you, Mueyna. Tomorrow, could you let me sleep in. I don't think I've been having enough sleep lately."
"I will keep that in mind. If you do not have any other needs, I will leave you to your dinner." Mueyna bowed and left the room.
Well, I should be content for now. For once I was going to enjoy the moment. I sat back, relaxed, and started my dinner.
The sun was completely gone when I finished. I stood up and headed for the washroom to clean up. When I was walking to the washroom, I spotted a kid hobbling towards the stairs. Wait, kids didn't hobble and kids didn't have white hair. I took a closer look and realized it was actually an old man.with hairy feet. Ew! I didn't want to see another elf with no shoes on! Did that mean Legolas feet were hairy too? But this one seemed like the oddball. I had noticed all the other elves here were tall and none of them were old or didn't wear shoes! Who was he then? I guessed he was another guest like me. For once there was another human around here.right?
I shrugged off the thought and walked into the washroom. When I came back out, there were two elves lighting the torches on the walls. The sky was getting dark. I turned to run to my room but something caught my eye or rather some elves. Legolas and Niphredil were walking up the stairs together. I guessed it wasn't an unusual sight but it put me off.
I realized there were a thousand reasons why Legolas would like Niphredil over me. I wasn't as graceful. I wasn't as pretty. I wasn't as smart. I wasn't as generous. I wasn't as nice. I wasn't an elf. I could go on and on.
Why was I doing this to myself? This wasn't me! If I was Jocelyn, I'd be beating the crap out of that bitch elf.
'Then you aren't Jocelyn or the Jocelyn Rockwell knows. Don't you think it's better like this?'
How was being a wimp better? I was actually comparing myself to HER!
'A wimp, but with a good heart.'
This wouldn't be the last of it.
"Jocelyn!" Niphredil called. She waved me over.
I smiled, waved back and walked over. Legolas looked away as I approached. What was with him? "Hey," I greeted.
Niphredil looked at me confused and replied uncertainly, "Hey." She shook her head and said, "Legolas is going to show me his mithril sword his father gave him. Would you like to join us?" She asked excitedly.
"He's showing it to you in his room?" I asked, looking at her perplexed.
"Yes," she smiled.
My eyebrows were reaching my hairline when she said that. A naïve fool she was. For a prince, he had his ways. Men. "Let's hope that's his only intention." I turned to glare at Legolas.
Niphredil didn't seem to get what I was saying but Legolas didn't seem too happy with what I'd said. "It is." He turned around airily and stalked off to his room.
Niphredil gazed at me questioningly. "No, you go on. I'm already very tired."
She nodded a good night, turned and ran after Legolas.
"Do you really think I will? You joined that hell of a cousin and went against me! I thought I had you figured but I guess I'm wrong. 'She is just a mere human.' What do you want from me? To evolve myself into an elf like you? To change so I wouldn't embarrass you in front of your little elf friends? I won't do that!"
"You are changing. Not into an elf, but yourself. My words were harsh. I admit I was wrong. You shall never hear such words spill from my lips again." Legolas' blue eyes twinkled.
Those eyes.they always convince me. "I'm sorry, maybe I am overreacting."
"No, you are not. I am the one who should apologize, not you." He shook his head.
I bit my bottom lip. "I forgive you." It was really hard for me to say those three words. I'd never said it before. I was so used to holding grudges. It felt like letting go a heavy burden.
Legolas leaned forward and hugged me. I was surprised at his actions. I did not see it coming. He whispered two simple words in my ear, "I knew."
I wasn't sure what he meant. I pulled back and looked at him curiously. He opened his mouth and talked of an entirely different subject: his cousin. His words and actions are always so unpredictable.
"I am sorry about Earyn. He was raised highly. His parents treasure him." Legolas explained with his head bowed low.
"In other words, spoiled." I added.
Legolas' eyes flashed up towards me. A smile crept to his lips but he quickly wiped it away. "He is not all bad. His confidence might come on too strong but he is a good person."
"Also known as one man's pride and it's not always a good thing." I cut in.
Legolas raised his head high while breathing in deeply then sighed and smiled. "You seem alright again. You truly have forgiven me." He said hopefully.
I smiled. "Yes," Well that came off easy. I didn't think it would be simple at all. "That is if you are sincere and is actually sorry for what you said." I included.
"Indeed!"
I nodded. "So this tournament, do you think you're going to," I hesitated, "win?"
Legolas looked on pass me pensively. "Last time I lost. It made him happy to win though he did not know I lost on purpose."
"That sure shows how much pride you have." I said sarcastically.
"Not very much then." He answered, smiling.
I smiled back and sighed softly. I guessed the worst had passed. Had it? I didn't need to run away anymore.right? I had better watch out for that Lord Earyn whatever. "How long is your cousin staying?"
"You do not like him, do you?" Legolas asked.
"Of course not! After what he said about me!" I plopped down on the end of my bed.
"You forgave me. Why could you not do the same for him?" He sat down next to me.
"Well, you came to apologize. Now that I think about it, apologizing does nothing. What good does it give?" I argued.
"Not everything needs an advantage." He looked at me.
"That's you isn't it? Always the good one." I stood up and walked onto the balcony. "My dad would love to have you take my place." I added in a whisper.
"Why do you say that?" Legolas inquired.
He heard me? How could he have? Oh wait, he wasn't human. He could do anything a human couldn't. He wasn't like me.
My eyes widened. He was not like me. The difference between me and Legolas was that he was an elf and I was a human being. We were so different that it didn't even make sense why we were in the same room. Why was I here? I didn't belong here. I was supposed to be dead! It even seemed better to be dead. I got hit by a car. That witch did it on purpose! Witch?
"Jocelyn?"
"Huh?" I jolted out of my thoughts.
"I asked you a question." Legolas said with a note of worry in his voice.
"Sorry, what was the question again?" I tried to smile.
"Why do you say that about your father? Why do you think he would have me as a son rather than you as a daughter." He repeated.
"Because he hates me." I replied without even a second of thinking.
"No father hates their daughter."
"Well, this one does. I don't think he even knows I exist." I looked down at my fingers that I was playing with."
"Don't be foolish. Of course your father loves you. It might seem he did not care for you when he was alive but he loves you dearly inside." Legolas walked up behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"How can you be so sure?" I moved away from him so his hand fell. "You don't know what's it like to go to school and act like everything is fine and perfect. It's tiring. I can't do that anymore."
"School?" Legolas looked at me curiously.
"Uh," I completely forgot that I was lying to him about my home and parents. He didn't even know what school was! Oh right, I forgot again he knew nothing of my world or whatever. This sounded ridiculous. "Never mind."
"I know your home is destroyed. That is why you are here. I understand how you feel because my home is slowly dying. The orcs are taking over.(not too sure about this fact.)" Legolas turned to look out onto the mountain side.
His home must be on the other side. I bit my lip. It was my turn to comfort him. "I'm sorry. I'm not in control of myself lately, so much has happened. It's good we understand each other. Only you know."
Legolas turned to look at me. His blue eyes sparkled into mine. He smiled. "You must be hungry. I will go hurry Mueyna with your supper. I guess the next time I will be seeing you is tomorrow morning at breakfast. Good night!" He turned and left out the door without waiting for my reply.
"Good night," I whispered to the closed door. I sat down at the small table next to the balcony. I gazed out the opening at the sun sinking behind the mountains. The sky was tinged pink and orange as dusk was passing. You didn't get to see a lot of these scenes in L.A. I sighed and propped my head on my hand; elbow on the table. What just happened? I didn't think the conversation between Legolas and I really made sense. A thought was still nagging at me. Did I still like him? I hated thinking about the matter but I just couldn't get rid of the thought. He seemed like he cared a lot for me yet he seems like he has someone else in his heart. Oh, he was such a hard person to read! No, I should concentrate on. You would usually say school work but I'd say 'the task at hand' for now. And the task at hand is.
"My lady? Your dinner is served."
"Thank you, Mueyna. Tomorrow, could you let me sleep in. I don't think I've been having enough sleep lately."
"I will keep that in mind. If you do not have any other needs, I will leave you to your dinner." Mueyna bowed and left the room.
Well, I should be content for now. For once I was going to enjoy the moment. I sat back, relaxed, and started my dinner.
The sun was completely gone when I finished. I stood up and headed for the washroom to clean up. When I was walking to the washroom, I spotted a kid hobbling towards the stairs. Wait, kids didn't hobble and kids didn't have white hair. I took a closer look and realized it was actually an old man.with hairy feet. Ew! I didn't want to see another elf with no shoes on! Did that mean Legolas feet were hairy too? But this one seemed like the oddball. I had noticed all the other elves here were tall and none of them were old or didn't wear shoes! Who was he then? I guessed he was another guest like me. For once there was another human around here.right?
I shrugged off the thought and walked into the washroom. When I came back out, there were two elves lighting the torches on the walls. The sky was getting dark. I turned to run to my room but something caught my eye or rather some elves. Legolas and Niphredil were walking up the stairs together. I guessed it wasn't an unusual sight but it put me off.
I realized there were a thousand reasons why Legolas would like Niphredil over me. I wasn't as graceful. I wasn't as pretty. I wasn't as smart. I wasn't as generous. I wasn't as nice. I wasn't an elf. I could go on and on.
Why was I doing this to myself? This wasn't me! If I was Jocelyn, I'd be beating the crap out of that bitch elf.
'Then you aren't Jocelyn or the Jocelyn Rockwell knows. Don't you think it's better like this?'
How was being a wimp better? I was actually comparing myself to HER!
'A wimp, but with a good heart.'
This wouldn't be the last of it.
"Jocelyn!" Niphredil called. She waved me over.
I smiled, waved back and walked over. Legolas looked away as I approached. What was with him? "Hey," I greeted.
Niphredil looked at me confused and replied uncertainly, "Hey." She shook her head and said, "Legolas is going to show me his mithril sword his father gave him. Would you like to join us?" She asked excitedly.
"He's showing it to you in his room?" I asked, looking at her perplexed.
"Yes," she smiled.
My eyebrows were reaching my hairline when she said that. A naïve fool she was. For a prince, he had his ways. Men. "Let's hope that's his only intention." I turned to glare at Legolas.
Niphredil didn't seem to get what I was saying but Legolas didn't seem too happy with what I'd said. "It is." He turned around airily and stalked off to his room.
Niphredil gazed at me questioningly. "No, you go on. I'm already very tired."
She nodded a good night, turned and ran after Legolas.