To Mirkwood
Prologue: Arrivals
By: Banana Nut Muffin
I don't own anything. But I do own E'thane.
A/N: This takes place like, after the fall of Mordor and before the hobbits leave to go back to the shire and whatnot.
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The slurred speech and laughter of the men filled the streets of the White City. The wrath of Mordor was now gone, and the peoples of Middle Earth felt that they could finally rest and have fun. And have fun they did. Ale was brought in from all over, and as the night progressed, more and more men were staggering around the streets, their vision blurred.
Lucky for them, the women refrained from such habits and were helping the men to their homes and into their beds before they hurt themselves.
Up in the halls of the new king, the same slurred speech filled the air. However, in one corner, a group of fair folk sat together, discussing the grotesque ways of the humans. They held their goblets filled with wine in their long, delicate hands.
"How will you live with these habits, my dear?" Lord Elrond asked his newly married daughter.
"Oh Ada." She smiled. She looked to the wood elf leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. "Legolas, when will you be returning to Mirkwood?" Arwen asked him.
"I do not know yet." He said. "I feel that there has been so much excitement here that going home would just be dull."
"Well, know that if you ever get bored at home, you can always come here." Arwen told him. Legolas smiled at her.
"Thank you, m'lady." Just as he said that, Aragorn strode over to the corner. He didn't look drunk, but his eyes were beginning to fog over.
"Aragorn, I do believe you've had too much to drink." Arwen told him. Aragorn said nothing, but smiled at her.
"King Aragorn!" A loud cry resounded through the halls. Aragorn turned and saw a soldier running through the crowd. He stopped in front of the king and bowed. "Sire, there is a group of hooded figures approaching the city on horses!" He cried. Aragorn's eyes widened and he followed the soldier out to the courtyard. Legolas was about to find Gimli to follow, but he found his short friend passed out in a corner. He shook his head and followed Aragorn.
Out in the courtyard, they went to the end and looked out at the vast field. There was a group of horses moving swiftly across the grasses. They were dark. "Come Legolas." Aragorn said. The two friends climbed horses and went around and down to the gates of the city.
Minutes later, they were at the gate. The soldiers guarding the gate saluted. "Open the doors." Aragorn commanded, sliding off his horse. Legolas did the same. The doors were opened and Aragorn and Legolas stepped out into the fields. The riders came closer. Soon, the stopped, and the leader stepped gracefully off his horse. He came closer to the torches lit beside the doors. As he came into the light, he threw off his hood, revealing blond hair and green eyes.
"Ada?"
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End of Prologue.
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Banana Nut Muffin