Author's Note: Alright, let me just remind everyone that I am unsure of how to make accent marks on my ketboard, so please excuse their absences in the elven names.! Thank you!
"What have you done now?" the little voice inside of her head hissed angrily. One might call it a conscience of sorts, and with the persistently large gaps in between it's appearences, Tangle would be willing to bet thats excactly what it was. It didn't matter that consciences were suppose to be your moral standing, she figured her conscience saw the work ahead of it., and decided to merely berate her for doing something wrong, rather than going through the struggle of trying to stop the event before it happened. A smart thing that conscience was.
Tangle quickly turned inwardly into the curtains, trying to conceal herself as much as possible. She squenched her eyes tightly shut, as if believing that if she couldn't see him, then he would be unable to see her. She heard the large chair being pushed back as he stood, before the unmistakable sound of steps were head. He was apparenly walking around the desk for clues as to what had just happened. When the sounds of his foot falls ended, Tangle carefully and hesitantly pried one of her eyes open, letting it cautiously glance around before bringing the other one open as well. Timidly, she placed her hands on the edge of the cutrain and peaked over the side
She saw that Legolas had, once again, turned away from her and towards the desk, he seemed to be looking at the silver tray that she had been captive in only moments before.She looked at him curiously as she watched him dip his fingers down against the silver surface, touching something.She craned her head outward more, not wanting to leave the safety of the curtain any more than she already had, and saw to her horror he was looking at the tracks she had made with her less than graceful exit form the pudding!
Tangle bit her lip nervously, contemplating the best course of action that would save her sorry hide.Her answerw was given by the slight breeze she felt brush against her back. Turning around, Tangle realized that the window was indeed open. Tangle quickly flew to the ledge, looking down she saw the large (and rather beautiful) garden, that had an intricate water fountain placed dead center.
Without further hesitation, Tangle began to fly out and down towards the garden, intentionally landing right into the it's blue waters. The water was cool and refreshing, even more so after having been previously covered in chocolate. She swam underneath the water for several seconds, letting herself revel in the sensation of being clean again, before air became an issue, at which point she headed upward towards the surface.
Her head popped through as she stretched her arms behind her, letting her legs kick lightly, forming a sort of back stroke. From this position she looked upwards and saw the color of the sky had transformed from the light, cheery blue, to vairous reds and yellows as the sun made its descent. After all of this commotion, the tranquil atmosphere of the gardens was a welcome treat, so Tangle remained where she was, floating in the once pristine waters of the fountain, watching the sun set.
Tangle's thin hand moved it's way up to her upper arm, stroking it lightly as the night chill began to take a hold of her. The sun had long since retired, leaving the sky a delightful midnight blue, with the stars shining brightly. Tangle remained on the fountain's edge, where she had been for quite some time now. As rambunctious as she was, even she could take a moment to quietly appreciate something so beautiful. Then again, there were other beautiful things she could be looking at....
Her eyes glance upwards to the window she knew to be his study. The curtains remained drawn, but the light that glowed from within it signified that he was still there, working on whatever it was that he had to work on. Another light breeze picked up, chilling her even more. She looked back to the sky once more before she allowed her wings to once again take flight.
She flew up to the small balcony that she had failed to notice in her haste to leave the room before, landing on the detailed, white railing. As the balcony was really too small for someone to even place a chair upon, and there was only the window, and no door leading out to it, it became apparent that it was merely for show. She stood there for a second, cocking her head to one side as she saw the shadowed form of Legolas moving from side to side within. He was pacing it would seem. Wanting to get a better look at the object of her affections that had caused her so much trouble as of late, she flew up to window, placing her hand upon it, intending to push it open, only to meet a great deal of resistence. It was closed. Damnit.
A shiver ran through her body, reminding her that she had more than one reason for seeking shelter inside. Wrapping her arms around her upper body, she began to fly again, spotting another window, she pressed into it only to find that one closed as well.
This went on for a good long while until she found one with light still pouring forth from it. The curtains inside of the room had been drawn back so Tangle peeked inside. Noticing that for some odd reason no one was inside, Tangle entered the open window, immediately heading to the roaring fire. She placed her hands, open palmed against the flame, letting her body warm up.
As she rubbed her hands together, her head turned, looking at her surroundings. It was a person's bedchambers it would seem, seeing as there was a large canopy bed across from the fire that she was currently standing in front of. There was also a large, wooden, armoir, as well as a large vanity mirror. The room was made in neutral earth tones, and the different travel bags at the corner of the room all suggested this to be a guest bedroom, rather than someone's personal chambers.
Figuring whoever was currently occupying the room would be back eventually, Tangle decided to spare herself the agony of having to dart around like a mad woman for a hiding place, and merely flew up to the top of the canopy, letting her body rest against the soft, cloth texture.
Sure enough, it was only a matter of minutes before she heard the tell tale sound of the door knob being turned, as well as footsteps as the person walked in. Turning onto her stomache, Tangle, rested her head upong her arms at the edge of the canopy, allowing her to see the room from above without being spotted. Two elleths had entered, the one in front leading the second seemed to be of nobility of some sort, as the emerald gown she wore would surely indicate. The other one however, was dressed much more simply, most likely a lady in waiting to the first.
"A masquerade ball, how exciting!" the first said jubilantly, she seemed rather silly to Tangle as she flung the amoir doors open as she hit the word "exciting".
The second elleth merely nodded, but the first continued on, not seeming to mind the absence of the other's speech, "It will be so beautiful! I will certainly have to look my best. Oh, that Lessien is going to be green with envy be the end of tomorrow's eve!"
The second elleth noded again, before saying in an overly sweet tone that portrayed her incincerity "Oh, yes, Lessien will be mortified for sure when she sees you in thatg new gown you acquired" before she added "Although, you'd be able to cause such a reaction in even garbs as plain as these, Lady Enelya", gesturing to her own humble attire.
Tangle was shocked when Enelya merely continued in her task of pulling out a royal blue gown, not seeming to notice how her servant was so clearly lying to her. This sense of awe only continued as she walked in front of the full length mirror, holding the gown against her body, and said "Well, yes, I suppose thats true. Then again, the only one who has ever held her looks in high regard is herself" she laughed at her own joke while she held a silk scarf to her neck with her free hand, before tossing it over her shoulder, having it land on the bed spread.
"Too true, miss, too true indeed" said the second elleth before she went to pick up the discarded scarf, carefully foling it and placing it back on the comforter. Enelya, yet again, seemed to pay her no mind as she was already holding up another scarf to her neck before tossing it as she did the second one, then picking up a third. The scarves were very pretty, and obviously of very high quality, and Tangle thought it to be a bit, well, rude, to treat them as if they meant nothing.
After the third and forth scarf failed to meet whatever standards she had, she groaned in melodramatic frustration and picked up a colorfully decorated mask, "I have to look ravishing, Nessa. His Highness will be attending of course, and one must make a presentation", she tried adjusting the mask in several ways before saying "Hm, perhaps I should acquire a smaller mask, one shouldn't hide a blessing you know". The mask was actually very nice as well, covering around her eyes and the bridge of her nose.
"Yes, that would be a true shame indeed" Nessa answered, her voice and enthusiasm never changing, "But if he is not enticed by your beauty, miss, he'll surely fall for your wit"
Tangle's lips dragged down into a frown, not liking where this conversation was going one bit.
Enelya, smiled into the mirror at that, "Well, there is always that.", she moved her hand to the billowing skirts of the gown, making it swish around her, "I really need not worry as much I suppose, His Highness has always been known for his good taste."
At this point, Tangle was seriously considering pulling every single piece of hair off of her bloated, blonde head. Getting a hold of her temper long enough to realize that that wasn't a possibility, since not only would she be seen, but she needed a place to sleep. Then again, in all honesty she wasn't sure if she could stand a night in this room with that elleth.
Enelya hanged the gown back in the armoir before sitting on the small stool in front of the vanity, Nessa automaticly walked behind her, grabbing a brush off of the table and begna to brush out the Lady's long, golden tresses.
Tangle looked down at the bed spread, where the folded scarves still lay. Hm...she really was taking her things for granted before was she? One couldn't blame someone for mistaking it for a sign of not wanting them, could they? With a smirk firmly in place, Tangle took advantage of their distraction, flying down to the bead spread, before swiftly picking up two of the silk pieces of cloth.
Tangle hid behind one of the wooden banisters, glancing at the pair to make sure they were still well enough distracted before making a quick dart to the window, flying out without a second glance.
Tangle found herself flying back towards Legolas's study. The light still remained, and apparently, so did he. She stopped in mid-air to look at the winndow for a moment before heading towards the green ivy that climbed the walls of the palace. Right underneath his balcony, as a way to avoid being seen, she tied the ends of one of the scarves to the questing plant, creating a makeshift hammock for herself. Next she carefully folded the second scarf several times so that it would be thicker, and accomaodate her size.
She carefully settled down in her silk bed, pulling her "blanket" over her, finding herself surprisingly warm. She knew that she had never slept in a more perfect place, under the starry sky, overlooking the most beautiful garden she had ever seen, and very near to a certain elf.
Well, there is the third chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it, I think it might have been a bit rushed, but let me know what you think! Remember, the more reviews I get, the sooner you'll see an update!