About a month had passed since my arrival at Mirkwood, and slowly life was
getting better. My friendships with Alassé and Legolas were growing
stronger and I was growing closer to them both.
Legolas was still evidently upset about his father choosing to send Tithirön to the Council of Elrond. Sometimes Legolas would talk about sneaking to the Council anyway, but never made any move to do so, to my half relief. He was no longer allowed to spend his time in the archery field, as it was begin used to give Tithirön last-minute training before he left Mirkwood for Rivendell in a week's time.
Being robbed of his favourite pastime, Legolas was spending more time with his sister and I. Sometimes, when Alassé was with her friends, Legolas and I would walk together through the forest or by the river, and I learned a lot more about him. He was a really nice guy, sensitive and sweet, and I felt myself falling for him more deeply than for anyone else I'd ever met.
Sometimes I would see Tithirön in passing throughout the castle. He would always give me a sort of leering smile and if he ever saw me with Legolas, he was give us a horrible sneering, patronising look and walk off without speaking. His eyes were very close together, giving him a suspicious look, and he acted suspiciously too, always sneaking around and always being unpleasant to people. In fact, the only elves he was ever nice to were the king and Alassé, and I wasn't all too sure that was sincere.
Despite his close-together eyes, Tithirön was actually quite good- looking, and Alassé was very much attracted to him. He was nothing on Legolas, but of course Alassé couldn't be attracted to her own brother.
Tithirön was always smarming up to Alassé, and about two weeks after being chosen to represent Mirkwood, had asked her to be his girlfriend. She had immediately accepted, but I had a bad feeling about the whole thing. I tried to warn her, but how do you tell someone their boyfriend is a jerk when they're totally and completely smitten? I had no proof, anyway, and as Alassé could only see Tithirön's good side, she would never believe he was up to anything. But, call it sixth sense, or premonition, I had a horrible feeling about his ulterior motives.
Legolas was still evidently upset about his father choosing to send Tithirön to the Council of Elrond. Sometimes Legolas would talk about sneaking to the Council anyway, but never made any move to do so, to my half relief. He was no longer allowed to spend his time in the archery field, as it was begin used to give Tithirön last-minute training before he left Mirkwood for Rivendell in a week's time.
Being robbed of his favourite pastime, Legolas was spending more time with his sister and I. Sometimes, when Alassé was with her friends, Legolas and I would walk together through the forest or by the river, and I learned a lot more about him. He was a really nice guy, sensitive and sweet, and I felt myself falling for him more deeply than for anyone else I'd ever met.
Sometimes I would see Tithirön in passing throughout the castle. He would always give me a sort of leering smile and if he ever saw me with Legolas, he was give us a horrible sneering, patronising look and walk off without speaking. His eyes were very close together, giving him a suspicious look, and he acted suspiciously too, always sneaking around and always being unpleasant to people. In fact, the only elves he was ever nice to were the king and Alassé, and I wasn't all too sure that was sincere.
Despite his close-together eyes, Tithirön was actually quite good- looking, and Alassé was very much attracted to him. He was nothing on Legolas, but of course Alassé couldn't be attracted to her own brother.
Tithirön was always smarming up to Alassé, and about two weeks after being chosen to represent Mirkwood, had asked her to be his girlfriend. She had immediately accepted, but I had a bad feeling about the whole thing. I tried to warn her, but how do you tell someone their boyfriend is a jerk when they're totally and completely smitten? I had no proof, anyway, and as Alassé could only see Tithirön's good side, she would never believe he was up to anything. But, call it sixth sense, or premonition, I had a horrible feeling about his ulterior motives.