A/N: Ana- I must say, thanks for the review, but this is a fan FICTION so I can portray Legolas however I want, and besides, how do we know how he would act when in love? And don't you ever believe in Love at first site? Anyway, Enjoy everyone!
Description: Larien is heartbroken, but insists that Dellia get to know Legolas better and maybe go out with him. What is a best friend to do?
Chapter 3- What To Do?
Larien awoke with a start at the sound of a rapping noise on her door. She quickly got out of bed and opened the door.
"Sorry to wake you miss, but you have a message" The man said.
"Oh, thank you very much, and I wasn't asleep" Larien replied.
Larien took the letter in her hands excitedly. Perhaps it was from Legolas she thought to herself. Quickly she ripped the letter open and read it:
-Dear Larien, Lady of Seremella
We are proud to announce that there will be a royal ball in honor of the Prince of Mirkwood. We have invited all eligible ladies to attend and meet the young prince. It is not a ball to find the future wife of his highness, but more of just a social gathering. So if you can come, please send a messenger as soon as possible to the palace. The ball will take place in one week from today. We hope that you can attend.
Sincerely, King Thranduil of Mirkwood.
Larien put the letter down and thought for a moment. She decided that she wasn't going to go, what did she care about some Prince of Mirkwood? She only cared about Legolas, and she hated royal balls anyway. She put the letter down and sat at the edge of her bed. Suddenly Dellia burst through the room.
"LARIEN!! DID YOU GET THE LETTER?! ARE YOU GOING TO GO TO THE BALL?! WHAT SHOULD I WEAR?! OH MY GOSH IT'S GOING TO BE SO FUN!" Dellia said breathlessly.
"Hi Dellia, and no I don't think that I'm going to attend' Larien said smiling at her friend.
"What? Why!?" Dellia questioned.
"Well, there isn't any point, it's not like the Prince will pay any attention to me and I hate dancing anyway." Larien replied.
"Oh come on Larien, you are just as pretty as any other elf in this village, and I'll help you get a gorgeous dress for the ball! Besides, don't you want to see the Prince? I've never been to the Mirkwood palace before, have you?" Dellia said beaming.
"Well…no." Larien said softly
"See? Oh Come On! It's going to be tons of fun!" Dellia said pulling Larien off of her bed, "Let's get our dresses today!"
"Fine, fine, fine" Larien said. I'm such a pushover she thought. "Now that I think of it, I would like to see the palace and I've never been to a royal ball before…"
"Good, now let's go!" Dellia grabbed Larien's hand and dragged her outside to get on Nellas and ride to the nearest seamstress.
"Father…why are you holding this royal ball for me? I don't want to meet any 'young ladies' and I don't feel like dancing or greeting people." Legolas asked angrily.
"Because son, you need to find yourself someone that you can at least THINK of marrying! You need to take over the throne when I die you know." King Thranduil said. "You can't just live life like a normal elf son, you are a prince, or have you forgotten?"
Legolas stormed out of the room and into the open courtyard. He hated when his father talked about all the responsibilities he had to the throne. He would much rather spend his days hunting or just having his own adventures. He was feeling very angry and decided to go into town to cool off.
Dellia and Larien stepped out of the seamstress's shop after getting their measurements done and picking their fabrics and style. Larien had chosen a long lime green flowy dress with bell sleeves and a high neck. Dellia on the other hand had gotten a beautiful bright blue fabric with a small bow in the back and a v neck line and short sleeves.
"Dellia? Larien? What are you two doing here?" Asked a familiar male voice.
"Legolas! What are YOU doing here?" Larien said and hugged him
"Uh, I was just roaming around town, what about you?" Legolas said.
"Oh, we were just buying our dresses for the royal ball!" Dellia said with excitement.
Legolas winced at the mention of his own ball but didn't say anything that could give away that he was the prince. "Oh, yes, I heard about that ball, so you two are going then?" He asked patiently.
"Of course! We wanted to see the palace and the prince himself." Dellia said.
"Oh, well I'm sure it will be tons of fun for you girls, I'm sure he will think you two are just outstanding" With that Legolas winked and started to walk away. He was afraid he might reveal that he was indeed the prince. "I have to be going now, nice seeing you girls again."
"Well, he certainly leaves whenever we are talking." Dellia said a bit annoyed.
"It's…because…HE LIKES YOU DELLIA!" Larien blurted out. She thought this might've been the reason.
"Really? Legolas? But he barely knows me." Dellia asked.
"Yes, he told me yesterday that he thought you were the most beautiful girl in the entire Middle Earth, and he asked me to tell him everything about you. Down to the very last detail." Larien said.
"Oh really.." Dellia asked smiling to herself. "Well, whatever, no offense but I don't like him like that, only as a friend really."
"What? How can you not like him? He is nice, thoughtful, funny, kind, polite, a really good archer.." Larien trailed off when she realized that she was talking as if she was in love with him. "I mean..you should at least give him a chance…"
"Wow Larien, you certainly can defend Legolas well, are you SURE you don't like him?" Dellia asked questioning.
"No! Of course not!" Larien replied.
"Okay, because I wouldn't want to go after anyone that I know my best friend was totally in love with, what kind of friend would do that?" Dellia said warmly.
Larien smiled and hugged her friend. Dellia could be such a sweetheart and so thoughtful towards her feelings. She always knew what to say and always thought of the best in people. That's one of the main things that Larien loved about her best friend.
"Now come on, let's go back home now, I need to plan how to do my hair for the ball!" Dellia squealed.
Larien laughed and said, "Dellia, it's not until a whole week! What are you worrying for?"
Arm in arm, she and Dellia skipped down the road laughing and looking like best friends would. Little did Dellia realize that her best friend was hurting inside because she liked Legolas so much, but was willing to give him up for her best friend.
Description: Larien is heartbroken, but insists that Dellia get to know Legolas better and maybe go out with him. What is a best friend to do?
Chapter 3- What To Do?
Larien awoke with a start at the sound of a rapping noise on her door. She quickly got out of bed and opened the door.
"Sorry to wake you miss, but you have a message" The man said.
"Oh, thank you very much, and I wasn't asleep" Larien replied.
Larien took the letter in her hands excitedly. Perhaps it was from Legolas she thought to herself. Quickly she ripped the letter open and read it:
-Dear Larien, Lady of Seremella
We are proud to announce that there will be a royal ball in honor of the Prince of Mirkwood. We have invited all eligible ladies to attend and meet the young prince. It is not a ball to find the future wife of his highness, but more of just a social gathering. So if you can come, please send a messenger as soon as possible to the palace. The ball will take place in one week from today. We hope that you can attend.
Sincerely, King Thranduil of Mirkwood.
Larien put the letter down and thought for a moment. She decided that she wasn't going to go, what did she care about some Prince of Mirkwood? She only cared about Legolas, and she hated royal balls anyway. She put the letter down and sat at the edge of her bed. Suddenly Dellia burst through the room.
"LARIEN!! DID YOU GET THE LETTER?! ARE YOU GOING TO GO TO THE BALL?! WHAT SHOULD I WEAR?! OH MY GOSH IT'S GOING TO BE SO FUN!" Dellia said breathlessly.
"Hi Dellia, and no I don't think that I'm going to attend' Larien said smiling at her friend.
"What? Why!?" Dellia questioned.
"Well, there isn't any point, it's not like the Prince will pay any attention to me and I hate dancing anyway." Larien replied.
"Oh come on Larien, you are just as pretty as any other elf in this village, and I'll help you get a gorgeous dress for the ball! Besides, don't you want to see the Prince? I've never been to the Mirkwood palace before, have you?" Dellia said beaming.
"Well…no." Larien said softly
"See? Oh Come On! It's going to be tons of fun!" Dellia said pulling Larien off of her bed, "Let's get our dresses today!"
"Fine, fine, fine" Larien said. I'm such a pushover she thought. "Now that I think of it, I would like to see the palace and I've never been to a royal ball before…"
"Good, now let's go!" Dellia grabbed Larien's hand and dragged her outside to get on Nellas and ride to the nearest seamstress.
"Father…why are you holding this royal ball for me? I don't want to meet any 'young ladies' and I don't feel like dancing or greeting people." Legolas asked angrily.
"Because son, you need to find yourself someone that you can at least THINK of marrying! You need to take over the throne when I die you know." King Thranduil said. "You can't just live life like a normal elf son, you are a prince, or have you forgotten?"
Legolas stormed out of the room and into the open courtyard. He hated when his father talked about all the responsibilities he had to the throne. He would much rather spend his days hunting or just having his own adventures. He was feeling very angry and decided to go into town to cool off.
Dellia and Larien stepped out of the seamstress's shop after getting their measurements done and picking their fabrics and style. Larien had chosen a long lime green flowy dress with bell sleeves and a high neck. Dellia on the other hand had gotten a beautiful bright blue fabric with a small bow in the back and a v neck line and short sleeves.
"Dellia? Larien? What are you two doing here?" Asked a familiar male voice.
"Legolas! What are YOU doing here?" Larien said and hugged him
"Uh, I was just roaming around town, what about you?" Legolas said.
"Oh, we were just buying our dresses for the royal ball!" Dellia said with excitement.
Legolas winced at the mention of his own ball but didn't say anything that could give away that he was the prince. "Oh, yes, I heard about that ball, so you two are going then?" He asked patiently.
"Of course! We wanted to see the palace and the prince himself." Dellia said.
"Oh, well I'm sure it will be tons of fun for you girls, I'm sure he will think you two are just outstanding" With that Legolas winked and started to walk away. He was afraid he might reveal that he was indeed the prince. "I have to be going now, nice seeing you girls again."
"Well, he certainly leaves whenever we are talking." Dellia said a bit annoyed.
"It's…because…HE LIKES YOU DELLIA!" Larien blurted out. She thought this might've been the reason.
"Really? Legolas? But he barely knows me." Dellia asked.
"Yes, he told me yesterday that he thought you were the most beautiful girl in the entire Middle Earth, and he asked me to tell him everything about you. Down to the very last detail." Larien said.
"Oh really.." Dellia asked smiling to herself. "Well, whatever, no offense but I don't like him like that, only as a friend really."
"What? How can you not like him? He is nice, thoughtful, funny, kind, polite, a really good archer.." Larien trailed off when she realized that she was talking as if she was in love with him. "I mean..you should at least give him a chance…"
"Wow Larien, you certainly can defend Legolas well, are you SURE you don't like him?" Dellia asked questioning.
"No! Of course not!" Larien replied.
"Okay, because I wouldn't want to go after anyone that I know my best friend was totally in love with, what kind of friend would do that?" Dellia said warmly.
Larien smiled and hugged her friend. Dellia could be such a sweetheart and so thoughtful towards her feelings. She always knew what to say and always thought of the best in people. That's one of the main things that Larien loved about her best friend.
"Now come on, let's go back home now, I need to plan how to do my hair for the ball!" Dellia squealed.
Larien laughed and said, "Dellia, it's not until a whole week! What are you worrying for?"
Arm in arm, she and Dellia skipped down the road laughing and looking like best friends would. Little did Dellia realize that her best friend was hurting inside because she liked Legolas so much, but was willing to give him up for her best friend.