Well, today is Monday, so I guess I didn't get to update on the weekend.
But rest easy, because you get the next exciting chapter now! Must warn
you, some real angsty and dramatic parts in this chapter, and very low on
the ka-pow-type action.
In response to a review I have gotten, I just want to remark that Sabriel is not performing work that is lower than her station. She is the daughter of Elrond, and in the absence of her mother (who has sailed to the Grey Havens) Sabriel runs the household by directing the servants. And although something like the laundry seems very trivial, in fact it shows the palace's dependence on Sabriel's leadership and organization abilities.
Reminder: Check out my newest story, "Loving You from Afar" featuring Anwanárë and Legolas. An unconventional love story for your enjoyment. . .
Disclaimer: I don't own any aspect of LotR or Legolas Greenleaf, this whole story exists only in my mind and those of my readers. . .
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Sabriel strolled along by herself in the forest while awaiting the start of the dagger-throwing contest. She closed her eyes and absorbed the quiet serenity of the tall trees, the fresh crispness of the cool air, and the lilting melodies of the birds. A true daughter of the forest, Sabriel loved to walk among the trees. She reveled in the beauty and the harshness of nature, loving the way her spirit soared with the birds and her soul sank into the soil with the roots.
With her eyes still closed, Sabriel came to a stop on the well-worn path. "Hello, Legolas."
Shaking his head, Legolas stepped out from the foliage behind Sabriel. "That loud, huh?" he asked with a lopsided grin.
Sabriel opened her eyes and turned around slowly. She tilted her head to the side and studied his lean frame. Shrugging, she said, "So the adoring legions of court ladies finally let you escape their grasps."
"Yeah, I had to use escape plan B."
Unable to stop herself, Sabriel smiled. "Okay, what's escape plan B?"
"Well, first I call to the other single warriors. After they amble over, I casually direct the conversation to them and make my daring escape when the ladies aren't paying attention."
Sabriel laughed softly. "You know, you could just point and yell 'Fire!' then run away really fast."
Pretending to ponder over the suggestion, Legolas stroked his chin in an exaggerated manner while looking up at the trees. Finally, he made eye contact with Sabriel. "You're right, that would produce the same desired result, however it would cause such a panic that I would earn a scolding from your father afterwards." He face broke into a big playful grin.
Sabriel smiled back. "Then my father would tell your father and you would really get it!"
"Hey, I hadn't thought of that. . ." The panicked look on Legolas's face sent Sabriel into hysterical giggles. He turned to her, doubled over with laughter. Arching an eyebrow, Legolas asked, "Care to share the mirth?"
"You. . . *gasp* . . .you. . . *giggle* . . .should. . . *deep breath* . . .you should have seen the look on your face! *ahahaha* Priceless! *heeheehee*" Gradually, Sabriel calmed enough to stand up straight again. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled brightly at Legolas.
Unfortunately, Legolas didn't share Sabriel's enjoyment. When Sabriel finally noticed his cold expression, the cheerful mood they had shared disappeared. Legolas had a brooding (and slightly hurt) look upon his face. Confused, Sabriel walked up closer to him.
"Legolas? Oh come on, Legolas, I was only joking."
Legolas turned his head and locked eyes with Sabriel. She saw a deep sadness and vulnerability clouding his vivid blue eyes.
"Oh dear." Sabriel reached out to touch Legolas's arm comfortingly. "Would he really yell at you for such a thing?"
"Yes." His answer was so soft that Sabriel had to strain with all her elven senses to catch it.
"Oh, sweetheart, does his opinion really matter that much?" Sabriel's hand slid down Legolas's arm to link with his fingers.
"You don't understand. I can never live up to my father's expectations." Legolas squeezed Sabriel's fingers gently. He flashed her a small, sad smile. "First, he gives me a task in which I can prove my abilities and it makes me feel so proud. But then he always finds something wrong with it. At first, I thought perhaps it was because I was young and lacking experience. Now, I think he just finds something wrong in me."
Sabriel gently tugged on Legolas's fingers, bringing him forward into her arms. She hugged him comfortingly. "That's not true."
"But it is. Many times I even think he wishes for another son. A different son. One who isn't me."
"Look at me." Sabriel disengaged their hands and reached up to grasp Legolas's chin. Seeing the immense pain in his eyes immediately filled her heart with sadness and anger. "No matter what your father says, don't you EVER believe that you are inferior. You are an amazing elf, and you need to know that. Generous, kind, responsible, handsome, your father couldn't wish for a better son in you."
Legolas's blue eyes suddenly twinkled with amusement. "You think I'm handsome, huh?"
Sabriel slapped his arm playfully. "Hey, that's not the point."
"Okay, so what's the point?" His vulnerable look returned and he eyed Sabriel warily. Nestled in his arms, her brown eyes were fueled with a righteous anger.
She went on passionately, "The point is, you are the most wonderful son any king could possibly hope for. And don't you dare let anyone tell you otherwise."
"But if my own father doesn't think I am worthy, then who else will?"
"There are plenty of people who believe you are amazing."
"Yeah? Like who?"
"Well. . . all those ladies of court, for example."
"What, them? They just like me because my father is a king."
"Umm. . ."
"See! You can't come up with anyone. Face it, I'm a failure."
Sabriel hit his chest angrily. "No! That's not true!"
"Fine, then name one person who believes I'm amazing. One person who loves me for me and not for my title. One person who believes. . ." his voice softened to a whisper raspy with emotion, ". . .who believes I wasn't a mistake."
A million emotions flashed across Sabriel's face, but she finally settled on a determined expression. She locked eyes with him, willing him to read the truth in her gaze. "Me."
"What?" Legolas breathed.
"Me. I believe. . . no, I KNOW that you weren't a mistake. You are an amazing elf. I know that. Now I just need to prove it to you."
Legolas studied her eyes. Framed by long black lashes, the brown orbs radiated a sincerity and honesty that took his breath away. Slowly, he lowered his head.
He captured her lips in his, sipping hungrily at her sweet flavor. Legolas ran his tongue along Sabriel's bottom lip, eliciting a gasp from her. Seizing the opportunity, his tongue slipped past to explore the hot treasure of her mouth. Surprised by this new sensation, Sabriel's hands tentively slipped up his chest and crept around his neck. What she lacked in experience and finesse, she more than made up in enthusiasm. Aroused by her passionate response, Legolas growled deep in his throat. Slanting his mouth over hers, he deepened the kiss. His hands rose from their place at her waist to tangle in her hair, holding her head fast as he plundered her mouth.
His mind clouded with desire, it took awhile for Legolas to recognize the intruding sound. With great difficulty, he tore his mouth away and took a step back. His eyes raked over Sabriel. Her eyes were still closed, her tanned skin was flushed and glowing while her dark hair was mussed. Her lips looked dewy and swollen from their kiss. Unable to restrain himself, Legolas dropped a last quick, firm kiss on her lips. Her eyelids slowly opened, revealing molten amber fire.
"Hmm. . . why'd you stop?" Sabriel asked dazedly.
Legolas gave a short, gravelly laugh. "Believe me, sweet, I didn't want to stop either. But the dagger-throwing contest is about to start."
Snapping back to attention, Sabriel licked her lips and lifted a hand to smooth her hair. She smiled at Legolas, "I can still taste you on my lips."
He closed his eyes and groaned while leaning back on a rock and running a hand over his face. "DON'T say that. I have to warn you, I'm about this close to taking you right here on the forest floor."
Eyes widening, Sabriel hastily rearranged her clothes before straightening. "Oops, I didn't realize. . ."
"Of course you didn't. So innocent. . ." Legolas sighed playfully as he straightened up again.
Sabriel smiled before grasping his hand and tugging him in the direction of the tournament.
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Wow! I'm so proud of myself! Longest chapter as of yet! And really getting into the psychological conflicts of the story! Don't forget to review, guys!
Big shout out to all my reviewers, you have NO IDEA how much I appreciate all your reviews! You guys are the only reason I have gotten this far on my story, and I just want to thank you with all my heart.
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Lady Death - I made this chapter really long, just for you! I hope you enjoyed it, and I will try to keep up the writing. Is this length about good, or do you want even LONGER chapters?!
Solitary Star - Of course crazy minds are the best!!! He he, thanks for the review, my fellow "crazeebabee!"
tiger - I did create the setting to be sort of like a castle, because for some reason that's how I imagine it to be in my head (shrugs helplessly). Thanks for all the tips, I'll try to keep them in mind while I write.
Desertrain - Your wish is my command! Presto. . . alone time for Sabriel and Legolas. And as a bonus, you get some psychological conflict (not to mention "luv action") going on there! Thanx for all the support!
Piper - No, I haven't read the sequels yet, but I hope to in some spare time. I've heard of Lirael, but is there really another book called Abhorsen? Let me know what you think of them so I have opinions from a fellow Garth Nix fan!
Eradwyn - I would never forget about you guys! You're the reason I haven't given up writing yet!!! I hope you enjoyed this brand new chapter.
Rachel - Babe, what can I say but "Thanx bunches!" I'm glad you're enjoying this story and I hope you will have fun reading my other story as well. Well, once I get more chapters up, that is! :0)
bunny - We got some Lego-mance going on in this chapter! I hope you liked it, and yes there will be more (more involved *wiggles eyebrows* action) later down the line in the story.
jkhan - I dunno. Once again, I'm grateful that you took time to read and review my story, but if you take so much offense to it maybe you shouldn't read it anymore. I mean, I don't want you to feel like I offended you, because goodness knows that's not my goal. So, just try to read stories with a more open mind.
Anyone and everyone else I missed because I am dumb, stoopid, and blind - Sorry, sorry, I am so sorry! But no time and no room! I just want to thank you so much for reviewing, I hope you enjoyed this new chapter.
In response to a review I have gotten, I just want to remark that Sabriel is not performing work that is lower than her station. She is the daughter of Elrond, and in the absence of her mother (who has sailed to the Grey Havens) Sabriel runs the household by directing the servants. And although something like the laundry seems very trivial, in fact it shows the palace's dependence on Sabriel's leadership and organization abilities.
Reminder: Check out my newest story, "Loving You from Afar" featuring Anwanárë and Legolas. An unconventional love story for your enjoyment. . .
Disclaimer: I don't own any aspect of LotR or Legolas Greenleaf, this whole story exists only in my mind and those of my readers. . .
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Sabriel strolled along by herself in the forest while awaiting the start of the dagger-throwing contest. She closed her eyes and absorbed the quiet serenity of the tall trees, the fresh crispness of the cool air, and the lilting melodies of the birds. A true daughter of the forest, Sabriel loved to walk among the trees. She reveled in the beauty and the harshness of nature, loving the way her spirit soared with the birds and her soul sank into the soil with the roots.
With her eyes still closed, Sabriel came to a stop on the well-worn path. "Hello, Legolas."
Shaking his head, Legolas stepped out from the foliage behind Sabriel. "That loud, huh?" he asked with a lopsided grin.
Sabriel opened her eyes and turned around slowly. She tilted her head to the side and studied his lean frame. Shrugging, she said, "So the adoring legions of court ladies finally let you escape their grasps."
"Yeah, I had to use escape plan B."
Unable to stop herself, Sabriel smiled. "Okay, what's escape plan B?"
"Well, first I call to the other single warriors. After they amble over, I casually direct the conversation to them and make my daring escape when the ladies aren't paying attention."
Sabriel laughed softly. "You know, you could just point and yell 'Fire!' then run away really fast."
Pretending to ponder over the suggestion, Legolas stroked his chin in an exaggerated manner while looking up at the trees. Finally, he made eye contact with Sabriel. "You're right, that would produce the same desired result, however it would cause such a panic that I would earn a scolding from your father afterwards." He face broke into a big playful grin.
Sabriel smiled back. "Then my father would tell your father and you would really get it!"
"Hey, I hadn't thought of that. . ." The panicked look on Legolas's face sent Sabriel into hysterical giggles. He turned to her, doubled over with laughter. Arching an eyebrow, Legolas asked, "Care to share the mirth?"
"You. . . *gasp* . . .you. . . *giggle* . . .should. . . *deep breath* . . .you should have seen the look on your face! *ahahaha* Priceless! *heeheehee*" Gradually, Sabriel calmed enough to stand up straight again. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled brightly at Legolas.
Unfortunately, Legolas didn't share Sabriel's enjoyment. When Sabriel finally noticed his cold expression, the cheerful mood they had shared disappeared. Legolas had a brooding (and slightly hurt) look upon his face. Confused, Sabriel walked up closer to him.
"Legolas? Oh come on, Legolas, I was only joking."
Legolas turned his head and locked eyes with Sabriel. She saw a deep sadness and vulnerability clouding his vivid blue eyes.
"Oh dear." Sabriel reached out to touch Legolas's arm comfortingly. "Would he really yell at you for such a thing?"
"Yes." His answer was so soft that Sabriel had to strain with all her elven senses to catch it.
"Oh, sweetheart, does his opinion really matter that much?" Sabriel's hand slid down Legolas's arm to link with his fingers.
"You don't understand. I can never live up to my father's expectations." Legolas squeezed Sabriel's fingers gently. He flashed her a small, sad smile. "First, he gives me a task in which I can prove my abilities and it makes me feel so proud. But then he always finds something wrong with it. At first, I thought perhaps it was because I was young and lacking experience. Now, I think he just finds something wrong in me."
Sabriel gently tugged on Legolas's fingers, bringing him forward into her arms. She hugged him comfortingly. "That's not true."
"But it is. Many times I even think he wishes for another son. A different son. One who isn't me."
"Look at me." Sabriel disengaged their hands and reached up to grasp Legolas's chin. Seeing the immense pain in his eyes immediately filled her heart with sadness and anger. "No matter what your father says, don't you EVER believe that you are inferior. You are an amazing elf, and you need to know that. Generous, kind, responsible, handsome, your father couldn't wish for a better son in you."
Legolas's blue eyes suddenly twinkled with amusement. "You think I'm handsome, huh?"
Sabriel slapped his arm playfully. "Hey, that's not the point."
"Okay, so what's the point?" His vulnerable look returned and he eyed Sabriel warily. Nestled in his arms, her brown eyes were fueled with a righteous anger.
She went on passionately, "The point is, you are the most wonderful son any king could possibly hope for. And don't you dare let anyone tell you otherwise."
"But if my own father doesn't think I am worthy, then who else will?"
"There are plenty of people who believe you are amazing."
"Yeah? Like who?"
"Well. . . all those ladies of court, for example."
"What, them? They just like me because my father is a king."
"Umm. . ."
"See! You can't come up with anyone. Face it, I'm a failure."
Sabriel hit his chest angrily. "No! That's not true!"
"Fine, then name one person who believes I'm amazing. One person who loves me for me and not for my title. One person who believes. . ." his voice softened to a whisper raspy with emotion, ". . .who believes I wasn't a mistake."
A million emotions flashed across Sabriel's face, but she finally settled on a determined expression. She locked eyes with him, willing him to read the truth in her gaze. "Me."
"What?" Legolas breathed.
"Me. I believe. . . no, I KNOW that you weren't a mistake. You are an amazing elf. I know that. Now I just need to prove it to you."
Legolas studied her eyes. Framed by long black lashes, the brown orbs radiated a sincerity and honesty that took his breath away. Slowly, he lowered his head.
He captured her lips in his, sipping hungrily at her sweet flavor. Legolas ran his tongue along Sabriel's bottom lip, eliciting a gasp from her. Seizing the opportunity, his tongue slipped past to explore the hot treasure of her mouth. Surprised by this new sensation, Sabriel's hands tentively slipped up his chest and crept around his neck. What she lacked in experience and finesse, she more than made up in enthusiasm. Aroused by her passionate response, Legolas growled deep in his throat. Slanting his mouth over hers, he deepened the kiss. His hands rose from their place at her waist to tangle in her hair, holding her head fast as he plundered her mouth.
His mind clouded with desire, it took awhile for Legolas to recognize the intruding sound. With great difficulty, he tore his mouth away and took a step back. His eyes raked over Sabriel. Her eyes were still closed, her tanned skin was flushed and glowing while her dark hair was mussed. Her lips looked dewy and swollen from their kiss. Unable to restrain himself, Legolas dropped a last quick, firm kiss on her lips. Her eyelids slowly opened, revealing molten amber fire.
"Hmm. . . why'd you stop?" Sabriel asked dazedly.
Legolas gave a short, gravelly laugh. "Believe me, sweet, I didn't want to stop either. But the dagger-throwing contest is about to start."
Snapping back to attention, Sabriel licked her lips and lifted a hand to smooth her hair. She smiled at Legolas, "I can still taste you on my lips."
He closed his eyes and groaned while leaning back on a rock and running a hand over his face. "DON'T say that. I have to warn you, I'm about this close to taking you right here on the forest floor."
Eyes widening, Sabriel hastily rearranged her clothes before straightening. "Oops, I didn't realize. . ."
"Of course you didn't. So innocent. . ." Legolas sighed playfully as he straightened up again.
Sabriel smiled before grasping his hand and tugging him in the direction of the tournament.
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Wow! I'm so proud of myself! Longest chapter as of yet! And really getting into the psychological conflicts of the story! Don't forget to review, guys!
Big shout out to all my reviewers, you have NO IDEA how much I appreciate all your reviews! You guys are the only reason I have gotten this far on my story, and I just want to thank you with all my heart.
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Lady Death - I made this chapter really long, just for you! I hope you enjoyed it, and I will try to keep up the writing. Is this length about good, or do you want even LONGER chapters?!
Solitary Star - Of course crazy minds are the best!!! He he, thanks for the review, my fellow "crazeebabee!"
tiger - I did create the setting to be sort of like a castle, because for some reason that's how I imagine it to be in my head (shrugs helplessly). Thanks for all the tips, I'll try to keep them in mind while I write.
Desertrain - Your wish is my command! Presto. . . alone time for Sabriel and Legolas. And as a bonus, you get some psychological conflict (not to mention "luv action") going on there! Thanx for all the support!
Piper - No, I haven't read the sequels yet, but I hope to in some spare time. I've heard of Lirael, but is there really another book called Abhorsen? Let me know what you think of them so I have opinions from a fellow Garth Nix fan!
Eradwyn - I would never forget about you guys! You're the reason I haven't given up writing yet!!! I hope you enjoyed this brand new chapter.
Rachel - Babe, what can I say but "Thanx bunches!" I'm glad you're enjoying this story and I hope you will have fun reading my other story as well. Well, once I get more chapters up, that is! :0)
bunny - We got some Lego-mance going on in this chapter! I hope you liked it, and yes there will be more (more involved *wiggles eyebrows* action) later down the line in the story.
jkhan - I dunno. Once again, I'm grateful that you took time to read and review my story, but if you take so much offense to it maybe you shouldn't read it anymore. I mean, I don't want you to feel like I offended you, because goodness knows that's not my goal. So, just try to read stories with a more open mind.
Anyone and everyone else I missed because I am dumb, stoopid, and blind - Sorry, sorry, I am so sorry! But no time and no room! I just want to thank you so much for reviewing, I hope you enjoyed this new chapter.