Sorry it's taken so long for me to update. It's been really hectic around
here with school and the musical and such. Now here is some story to
satisfy your cravings.
~~~*Anna Sparrow*~~~
Arín stood there, speechless. The four of them then rushed out of the Hall of Fire, down the hallway and into Legolas' room. When they entered, Arwen and Aragorn stood by the side of the bed speaking with Legolas. Their heads all turned when the door slammed open. Elladan entered first, followed by Elrond, then Arín and lastly Elrohir, who shut the door quietly. Arín went and knelt on the left side of Legolas. He gave her a weak smile and she returned one, equally as weak. There was a knock on the door. Elrond opened it. It was Glorfindel.
"I thought I would find you all here."
"Yes, you were right. Now what is the matter?" Elrond asked.
"More Orcs, headed straight for the valley."
With that the rest of the company in the room looked up at Glorfindel.
"Get as many Elves as you can together fast and we will meet you at the entrance gate," Elrond commanded Glorfindel. The rest of the company got up and left the room, save for Arwen. Arín was a little hesitant.
"Arwen, why aren't you going?" she asked her sister.
"After last night, I will never fight again."
Arín nodded. Then she looked at Legolas. "But I don't want to..."
Legolas interrupted her. "Go, Arín, I'll be fine. I'm sure Arwen will stay with me. You know you want to go and I won't stop you. Now go."
Arín nodded and left quickly.
~*~
Legolas leaned back into the comfort of his pillows. "Arwen," he whispered, "will you leave for a while, I wish to be alone."
"But you told Arín..."
"Yes, I know. I just told her so that she wouldn't worry. Did you know that worrying impairs your fighting abilities?"
"Really? I didn't... Hey wait a second. Are you trying to confuse me so I'll leave?"
"No," Legolas said, slyly. "Of course not."
"Alright, fine," she sighed. "I'll go stand out on the balcony. Is that better?"
"Much," he said happily. Arwen got up from her seat, walked out onto the balcony and shut the door. When he was safely out of her view, he used his left hand to push himself into a sitting position but not with out consequences. His stomach and back burned with pain and he slowly lay back down.
So much for that, he said to himself. He put his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. I hope Arwen didn't see me. She'll have a fit and tell Master Elrond and Arín. Then I'm really in for it.
Luckily, she didn't.
~*~
Arín rushed into her room, threw off her gown and pulled her leggings, tunic and leather vest, but under her tunic she put her mail coat on. Then she buckled Legolas' quiver on (for luck) and added her arrows to it. She then buckled her belt and sheath around her waist and slid her sword into it. Finally she took two more smaller sheathes with Elvish knives in each and tied them opposite her sword. She grabbed her bow, dashed out the door, through the halls and to the main gate where many Elves were already waiting for the command to go into battle. The ground was still wet from the rain earlier and the only light came from the torches by the gate. Arín looked up at the sky. She couldn't see moon or star in the sky, only the outline of clouds.
It is going to rain again before the night is out, she observed.
She stopped close to the statue where her brothers and Aragorn were waiting for her father to give the commands. They waited for what seemed hours when finally, Elrond spoke.
"We will be leaving shortly for battle. If any of you think this is going to be "fun" then I suggest you leave now or find out the hard way that fighting is no fun at all. Make sure you are all armed with the appropriate gear and weaponry."
Glorfindel was now next to Elrond and whispered something to him. Arín, being close enough to hear, heard this:
"My Lord, we are ready to leave as soon as you are." Elrond nodded. Then he spoke again.
"Let's go." And the Elves on foot moved out. Then two younger Elves brought Elrond and Glorfindel their horses. Arín turned to head out on foot when four horses were brought to Arín, her brothers and Aragorn. Arín was startled for a second, but took the reigns of her horse, Celebraín, named after her mother. The horse was a rust colored mare with brown eyes. Her mother gave her to Arín just before she left. Arín hadn't named the horse yet. When she heard about the attack, Arín feared she would never see her mother again, so she named the horse after her. The horse nudged Arín's ear affectionately. Arín pulled herself up on the horse's back.
"Let's go, Celebraín," she whispered to her horse, and she led her through the gate, after the rest.
~*~
Elrond was a little surprised when he saw Arín approach the gate. I figured she would stay with Legolas this time, but I guess not. She has her mother's spirit and determination.
~*~
Legolas lay, breathing slightly heavier than normal. His closed eyes opened to see Arwen standing over him, looking worried.
"Legolas, what's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said, a little too quickly. Arwen suddenly became serious.
"Did you try and get up?" she asked sharply. He didn't answer and Arwen suddenly became softer. "Legolas, you aren't nearly healed enough to even sit yet. Give my father's medicine a little more time to work before trying things like that. Please?"
"Yes, Arwen, of course. I learned the hard way." The two of them smiled.
"Legolas, promise that you won't do it again."
"As long as you promise not to tell Arín?"
Arwen sighed. "Alright, I promise I won't tell her."
"Good, and I promise I won't try to sit again."
"Good," Arwen replied.
~*~
Arín pulled on her horse's reins to stop. She looked up at the top of the hill and saw hundreds of torches illuminating the shapes of hundreds upon hundreds of Orcs. She took a deep breath and sighed. It was going to be a long night.
~~~*Anna Sparrow*~~~
Arín stood there, speechless. The four of them then rushed out of the Hall of Fire, down the hallway and into Legolas' room. When they entered, Arwen and Aragorn stood by the side of the bed speaking with Legolas. Their heads all turned when the door slammed open. Elladan entered first, followed by Elrond, then Arín and lastly Elrohir, who shut the door quietly. Arín went and knelt on the left side of Legolas. He gave her a weak smile and she returned one, equally as weak. There was a knock on the door. Elrond opened it. It was Glorfindel.
"I thought I would find you all here."
"Yes, you were right. Now what is the matter?" Elrond asked.
"More Orcs, headed straight for the valley."
With that the rest of the company in the room looked up at Glorfindel.
"Get as many Elves as you can together fast and we will meet you at the entrance gate," Elrond commanded Glorfindel. The rest of the company got up and left the room, save for Arwen. Arín was a little hesitant.
"Arwen, why aren't you going?" she asked her sister.
"After last night, I will never fight again."
Arín nodded. Then she looked at Legolas. "But I don't want to..."
Legolas interrupted her. "Go, Arín, I'll be fine. I'm sure Arwen will stay with me. You know you want to go and I won't stop you. Now go."
Arín nodded and left quickly.
~*~
Legolas leaned back into the comfort of his pillows. "Arwen," he whispered, "will you leave for a while, I wish to be alone."
"But you told Arín..."
"Yes, I know. I just told her so that she wouldn't worry. Did you know that worrying impairs your fighting abilities?"
"Really? I didn't... Hey wait a second. Are you trying to confuse me so I'll leave?"
"No," Legolas said, slyly. "Of course not."
"Alright, fine," she sighed. "I'll go stand out on the balcony. Is that better?"
"Much," he said happily. Arwen got up from her seat, walked out onto the balcony and shut the door. When he was safely out of her view, he used his left hand to push himself into a sitting position but not with out consequences. His stomach and back burned with pain and he slowly lay back down.
So much for that, he said to himself. He put his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. I hope Arwen didn't see me. She'll have a fit and tell Master Elrond and Arín. Then I'm really in for it.
Luckily, she didn't.
~*~
Arín rushed into her room, threw off her gown and pulled her leggings, tunic and leather vest, but under her tunic she put her mail coat on. Then she buckled Legolas' quiver on (for luck) and added her arrows to it. She then buckled her belt and sheath around her waist and slid her sword into it. Finally she took two more smaller sheathes with Elvish knives in each and tied them opposite her sword. She grabbed her bow, dashed out the door, through the halls and to the main gate where many Elves were already waiting for the command to go into battle. The ground was still wet from the rain earlier and the only light came from the torches by the gate. Arín looked up at the sky. She couldn't see moon or star in the sky, only the outline of clouds.
It is going to rain again before the night is out, she observed.
She stopped close to the statue where her brothers and Aragorn were waiting for her father to give the commands. They waited for what seemed hours when finally, Elrond spoke.
"We will be leaving shortly for battle. If any of you think this is going to be "fun" then I suggest you leave now or find out the hard way that fighting is no fun at all. Make sure you are all armed with the appropriate gear and weaponry."
Glorfindel was now next to Elrond and whispered something to him. Arín, being close enough to hear, heard this:
"My Lord, we are ready to leave as soon as you are." Elrond nodded. Then he spoke again.
"Let's go." And the Elves on foot moved out. Then two younger Elves brought Elrond and Glorfindel their horses. Arín turned to head out on foot when four horses were brought to Arín, her brothers and Aragorn. Arín was startled for a second, but took the reigns of her horse, Celebraín, named after her mother. The horse was a rust colored mare with brown eyes. Her mother gave her to Arín just before she left. Arín hadn't named the horse yet. When she heard about the attack, Arín feared she would never see her mother again, so she named the horse after her. The horse nudged Arín's ear affectionately. Arín pulled herself up on the horse's back.
"Let's go, Celebraín," she whispered to her horse, and she led her through the gate, after the rest.
~*~
Elrond was a little surprised when he saw Arín approach the gate. I figured she would stay with Legolas this time, but I guess not. She has her mother's spirit and determination.
~*~
Legolas lay, breathing slightly heavier than normal. His closed eyes opened to see Arwen standing over him, looking worried.
"Legolas, what's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said, a little too quickly. Arwen suddenly became serious.
"Did you try and get up?" she asked sharply. He didn't answer and Arwen suddenly became softer. "Legolas, you aren't nearly healed enough to even sit yet. Give my father's medicine a little more time to work before trying things like that. Please?"
"Yes, Arwen, of course. I learned the hard way." The two of them smiled.
"Legolas, promise that you won't do it again."
"As long as you promise not to tell Arín?"
Arwen sighed. "Alright, I promise I won't tell her."
"Good, and I promise I won't try to sit again."
"Good," Arwen replied.
~*~
Arín pulled on her horse's reins to stop. She looked up at the top of the hill and saw hundreds of torches illuminating the shapes of hundreds upon hundreds of Orcs. She took a deep breath and sighed. It was going to be a long night.