Author's Note: See?! See?! This update didn't take as long as the last one.
Bless Lord Tolkien and his cotton socks, there's an update! As for the
names of Eldarion's sisters, Melyanna means 'Dear Gift'
Helethwen means 'Glass Maiden'
Lothwen means 'Flower Maiden'
Nimorn means 'White Tree'
Gilwen means 'Star Maiden'
For those elvish speaking nuts, if I've spelled something wrong, tell me
and I'll try to fix it.
October 23, Evening
Bored. Boredy bored bored. After seeing war, everything here seems so peaceful.
Maybe I'll train the housecat to leap out of the bushes at people.
October 24, Morning
Tried to train the cat. Now have several claw marks all over my hands. Ow.
October 25, Afternoon
King Elessar and family should be here in a few days. I'm not looking forward to having all those girls in my house. Not to mention the fact that Queen Arwen is pregnant. Again. The King must have gone to visit her several months ago, because from what I've heard, she is several months along.
Eldarion has five sisters. The oldest is Melyanna. Then the twins, Helethwen and Lothwen. Then Nimorn, and last Gilwen. I cannot stand them. The last time they were here, they were all hyperactive little brats that destroyed all of my things and got me into trouble. Well, Gilwen did not because she was an infant at the time. Now, it is seven years later. Melyanna is sixteen. The twins are fourteen. Nimorn is ten and Gilwen is seven. Valar protect me.
October 26, Mid-day
Mother got annoyed at me when she discovered me putting garlic in the rooms that the girls would be staying in. I heard that garlic keeps demons away. Mother has no sense at all. If she stopped and thought for a minute, she would realize that that group of young females is horribly evil.
Father just thinks it is funny.
The servants have been spending all day preparing the house for the king. Everything is all shiny. I went into the Solar and stumbled out, shielding my eyes. The sun reflected off of everything.
October 27, Late Morning
They're here. From now on, the girls shall be known as The Enemy, for that is what they are.
October 28, Mid-Morning
The worst has happened. Worst, worst, worst.
Today started as a relatively good day. Eldarion and I spent the morning catching up. Most of the woman in the serving staff would stop doing their work just to gawk at Eldarion, though. He found that rather annoying. I found it amusing.
Eldarion and I were sitting on the main stairs, just talking. Just talking as friends do when suddenly we hear this little tapping sound. I stand up to look for the source of this noise and find it. It is Melyanna. Running into the Main Hall with her little shoes tapping against the floor.
Of course, the trollop did not watch where she was going (Probably because of all that long black hair in her face) and crashed into a table, sending my mother's favorite face onto the ground, shattering.
Now, Princess of Gondor or not, the head of servants, Frith, will yell at you if you've done something wrong. So, Frith began to yell. Scream, actually. Saying how that vase was an heirloom in my mother's family.
All this noise had attracted Eldarion's attention. By now, he was right behind me and we were watching his sister get a verbal beating.
Melyanna started to curse Frith off. I have never, ever seen anyone do that to Frith and apparently, neither had he, because he shut up and I think he actually started to cry because he ran from the room, his hands over his face. Eldarion, then made that 'I'm trying to be subtle, but I want your attention NOW' cough and Melyanna looked right up at us and I got a good look at her for the first time since she was nine.
She had matured a lot since then. Her hair wasn't a big black bush anymore. It was long and wavy, managed pretty well. Like princesses wear it. She was pale like the elves and she had big blue eyes.
I thought she was beautiful.
I've been damned! Cursed! Someone had put a curse on me because the real me would NEVER look that way at Melyanna. Not only is she the younger sister of my dear friend, Eldarion, she is a member of The Enemy.
In stories the heroes do not have....feelings for evil side. How do you think the world would have turned out if King Elessar had fallen in love with Sauron?!
I shudder to think.
Shudder.
October 29, Evening
Dinner was no fun. The King and Queen spent most of the dinner keeping me in a polite interrogation. Meaning, they asked me everything there is to know about me, but in a polite fashion.
And Gilwen threw a pea at my head. What a little brat. Plus, Father and Mother had me seated with The Enemy. Eldarion was next to me, so that was alright, but the "adults" were at a different section of the table. Meaning, they could talk and we couldn't hear them and vice versa.
The twins proceeded to finish their own sentences and Nimron kept staring out the window. Gilwen talked to herself, I suppose she was daydreaming. Melyanna asked me not to tell her parents about what she had done to Frith because she was supposed to act lady like. Ha.
Eldarion and I started talking about Rohan's horses and I felt a little more comfortable until Gilwen crawled under the table. She then decided that sitting on my feet would be grand fun and went and did that. Joy and fun. Rapture and ecstasy.
Melyanna then got down under the table to bring Gilwen back up and at the same time, I sort of ducked my head under to tell Gilwen to get off my feet or I could make her stay here very unpleasant. I sort of half picked her up and Melyanna crawled over and took Gilwen from me. She thanked me in a whisper and said I was quite good with children and she bet I would be a good father one day.
For some reason that comment made me extremely uncomfortable and I coughed and tried to get my head up quickly.
Of course, I forgot my head was under the table. Now, the adults who had not been paying attention to us, paid attention now. They saw the future king of Rohan hit his head under the table, pull it our quickly and then sort of topple backwards onto the floor.
I'm a prince! I've been trained to eat correctly in social settings! Stupid Gilwen. Revenge WILL be mine.
Of course Melyanna laughed and for some reason I felt glad that I had at least accomplished that.
Author's Note: Coming soon; Halloween in Middle Earth. Oooh, ahhh! Yeah, I know it doesn't exist, but I like Halloween, so...fah on you. It's my story and it is fanfiction. I can create things!
October 23, Evening
Bored. Boredy bored bored. After seeing war, everything here seems so peaceful.
Maybe I'll train the housecat to leap out of the bushes at people.
October 24, Morning
Tried to train the cat. Now have several claw marks all over my hands. Ow.
October 25, Afternoon
King Elessar and family should be here in a few days. I'm not looking forward to having all those girls in my house. Not to mention the fact that Queen Arwen is pregnant. Again. The King must have gone to visit her several months ago, because from what I've heard, she is several months along.
Eldarion has five sisters. The oldest is Melyanna. Then the twins, Helethwen and Lothwen. Then Nimorn, and last Gilwen. I cannot stand them. The last time they were here, they were all hyperactive little brats that destroyed all of my things and got me into trouble. Well, Gilwen did not because she was an infant at the time. Now, it is seven years later. Melyanna is sixteen. The twins are fourteen. Nimorn is ten and Gilwen is seven. Valar protect me.
October 26, Mid-day
Mother got annoyed at me when she discovered me putting garlic in the rooms that the girls would be staying in. I heard that garlic keeps demons away. Mother has no sense at all. If she stopped and thought for a minute, she would realize that that group of young females is horribly evil.
Father just thinks it is funny.
The servants have been spending all day preparing the house for the king. Everything is all shiny. I went into the Solar and stumbled out, shielding my eyes. The sun reflected off of everything.
October 27, Late Morning
They're here. From now on, the girls shall be known as The Enemy, for that is what they are.
October 28, Mid-Morning
The worst has happened. Worst, worst, worst.
Today started as a relatively good day. Eldarion and I spent the morning catching up. Most of the woman in the serving staff would stop doing their work just to gawk at Eldarion, though. He found that rather annoying. I found it amusing.
Eldarion and I were sitting on the main stairs, just talking. Just talking as friends do when suddenly we hear this little tapping sound. I stand up to look for the source of this noise and find it. It is Melyanna. Running into the Main Hall with her little shoes tapping against the floor.
Of course, the trollop did not watch where she was going (Probably because of all that long black hair in her face) and crashed into a table, sending my mother's favorite face onto the ground, shattering.
Now, Princess of Gondor or not, the head of servants, Frith, will yell at you if you've done something wrong. So, Frith began to yell. Scream, actually. Saying how that vase was an heirloom in my mother's family.
All this noise had attracted Eldarion's attention. By now, he was right behind me and we were watching his sister get a verbal beating.
Melyanna started to curse Frith off. I have never, ever seen anyone do that to Frith and apparently, neither had he, because he shut up and I think he actually started to cry because he ran from the room, his hands over his face. Eldarion, then made that 'I'm trying to be subtle, but I want your attention NOW' cough and Melyanna looked right up at us and I got a good look at her for the first time since she was nine.
She had matured a lot since then. Her hair wasn't a big black bush anymore. It was long and wavy, managed pretty well. Like princesses wear it. She was pale like the elves and she had big blue eyes.
I thought she was beautiful.
I've been damned! Cursed! Someone had put a curse on me because the real me would NEVER look that way at Melyanna. Not only is she the younger sister of my dear friend, Eldarion, she is a member of The Enemy.
In stories the heroes do not have....feelings for evil side. How do you think the world would have turned out if King Elessar had fallen in love with Sauron?!
I shudder to think.
Shudder.
October 29, Evening
Dinner was no fun. The King and Queen spent most of the dinner keeping me in a polite interrogation. Meaning, they asked me everything there is to know about me, but in a polite fashion.
And Gilwen threw a pea at my head. What a little brat. Plus, Father and Mother had me seated with The Enemy. Eldarion was next to me, so that was alright, but the "adults" were at a different section of the table. Meaning, they could talk and we couldn't hear them and vice versa.
The twins proceeded to finish their own sentences and Nimron kept staring out the window. Gilwen talked to herself, I suppose she was daydreaming. Melyanna asked me not to tell her parents about what she had done to Frith because she was supposed to act lady like. Ha.
Eldarion and I started talking about Rohan's horses and I felt a little more comfortable until Gilwen crawled under the table. She then decided that sitting on my feet would be grand fun and went and did that. Joy and fun. Rapture and ecstasy.
Melyanna then got down under the table to bring Gilwen back up and at the same time, I sort of ducked my head under to tell Gilwen to get off my feet or I could make her stay here very unpleasant. I sort of half picked her up and Melyanna crawled over and took Gilwen from me. She thanked me in a whisper and said I was quite good with children and she bet I would be a good father one day.
For some reason that comment made me extremely uncomfortable and I coughed and tried to get my head up quickly.
Of course, I forgot my head was under the table. Now, the adults who had not been paying attention to us, paid attention now. They saw the future king of Rohan hit his head under the table, pull it our quickly and then sort of topple backwards onto the floor.
I'm a prince! I've been trained to eat correctly in social settings! Stupid Gilwen. Revenge WILL be mine.
Of course Melyanna laughed and for some reason I felt glad that I had at least accomplished that.
Author's Note: Coming soon; Halloween in Middle Earth. Oooh, ahhh! Yeah, I know it doesn't exist, but I like Halloween, so...fah on you. It's my story and it is fanfiction. I can create things!