Untold Love – Chapter 2
Far away in the Realm of Mirkwood a young Elf maiden was silently combing her worried mother's hair. "My daughter have you any news about my son Legolas, I have not seen him for so long! Do you know where he is?"
"No Mother, I have no idea where Legolas is." when really the Princess was the one to convince her brother to go to Rivendell in the first place, "No idea at all... Ada may know."
"Yes, yes he may..."said the Queen letting her mind wander off.
"She does not know! How can that be! Father was intending to send my eldest brother to the Council. But I was the one to convince Legolas to leave early with only a note explaining his absence. He always was the son that preferred poetry and being alone rather than fighting. Ada never liked him for that, he wanted sons that would fight, show everyone a good reflection upon himself. I convinced Legolas to go so that Ada would love him like he does all his other sons."
Aranel then left her mother so she could be alone with her thoughts. She walked over to the edge of the river and sat down. A light breeze teased at her long golden hair. Her deep violet eyes were concentrating on something far away, or rather someone. Aranel was trying to bring back a memory from almost 40 years ago. When she first met him.
Far away in the Realm of Mirkwood a young Elf maiden was silently combing her worried mother's hair. "My daughter have you any news about my son Legolas, I have not seen him for so long! Do you know where he is?"
"No Mother, I have no idea where Legolas is." when really the Princess was the one to convince her brother to go to Rivendell in the first place, "No idea at all... Ada may know."
"Yes, yes he may..."said the Queen letting her mind wander off.
"She does not know! How can that be! Father was intending to send my eldest brother to the Council. But I was the one to convince Legolas to leave early with only a note explaining his absence. He always was the son that preferred poetry and being alone rather than fighting. Ada never liked him for that, he wanted sons that would fight, show everyone a good reflection upon himself. I convinced Legolas to go so that Ada would love him like he does all his other sons."
Aranel then left her mother so she could be alone with her thoughts. She walked over to the edge of the river and sat down. A light breeze teased at her long golden hair. Her deep violet eyes were concentrating on something far away, or rather someone. Aranel was trying to bring back a memory from almost 40 years ago. When she first met him.