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More Arguments
Aradel smiled. "Nothing, she was always a bit insane though. Not so much that anyone would notice I just noticed that she was well…more exuberant then most Elves." Aradel explained.
"She was raised half human." He replied.
She quirked an eyebrow questioningly. He sighed, how many times did he have to explain this? "Her father died when she was younger and her mother got a human to take his place so she wouldn't have to grow up without a father. It was a good friend of hers. He was a rather hyper human and that's where she gets it from."
"Is that where Nacumirus gets it as well?" she inquired.
"I don't know where Nacumirus gets anything from. He's a strange person." Legolas replied, shaking his head slightly.
"Your family is very strange."
"Yes, yes they are. That's why I love them."
She mock gagged while pushing aside yet another low hanging branch in her way and casually letting it swing back a almost hit Legolas in the face. Luckily his Elven reflexes saved him a nasty scratch.
"That wasn't very nice." He said indignantly. "I could have got a scar it that had hit me."
"Do Elves get scars?"
"Of course! Why shouldn't we get scars?"
"I don't know, I don't have any."
"You've given out a few though haven't you?"
She smirked as he rubbed the back of his head just above the hairline. She gave a hearty chuckle. "Yea, I got you good didn't. Never turn your back on an opponent, Legolas, you should have known that."
"I thought the fight was over, it was a cheap shot." He said with a frown.
"Just because you pinned me doesn't mean the fight is over. You should have verified with me that it was over then maybe I wouldn't have taken a swipe at you." She replied. They could see the city now.
"My back was turned."
"I could have killed you, you should have sensed me with your super Elven senses." She said almost mockingly. "Besides my intent was not to hit you, just to perhaps swipe some of your precious hair."
They came out of the forest and headed towards the Lord and Lady's talan. Legolas continued to complain that they were probably late. Aradel was sure they weren't. When they reached the talan they were greeted by Galadriel herself you congratulated them on being right on time and told them to wash up for dinner. She also told Aradel to change into something for suitable for it. She didn't like it but she agreed all the same.
A few minutes later they entered the dinning hall, Legolas in a new silver and blue tunic and Aradel in the white dress she had neglected in his room. How she had laughed at him when she looked in there and saw a dress on his bed.
Legolas proceeded to sit at the table but Aradel stopped in her tracks, frozen in shock and perhaps anger. Celeborn stood up with the squeaking of his chair on the wooden floor.
"I thought you were in Rivendell." She said with extreme malice.
"I came home to be with my wife. Is that so wrong or do you not care for anyone's welfare." He replied matching her malice.
"You cannot lecture me on people's welfare, Celeborn. You have caused more people harm than I have caused confusion." Legolas suppressed a tiny giggle and Galadriel looked pained.
"What are you doing here, witch!?" Celeborn all but yelled at the furious woman. She took a mental note to ask someone why wizards were regarded with such a high standard and why witches were considered evil, vile, terrible people.
"I was sick. He took me here. I didn't ask to be here, I would rather be as far away as possible from you!" she yelled back pointing at Legolas who shrunk down in his chair slightly.
"What possible sickness could you have been pained with that made you come here?!"
"I inherited my mother's mind apparently! How that made me sick I've no idea, ask Galadriel!" she said desperately hoping that he didn't inquire further about her sickness.
He paused, red faced and breathing a bit faster than normal. He then looked at Legolas. "He still doesn't know?! What is it with you and secrets and deceit?!"
She snorted. "I have never deceived him! Kept secrets, yes, but deceive? Never. I leave deception and evil to you."
"What evil have I committed?!"
"You know very well what you did, you hateful bastard!" she exploded, starting to redden just as he was. At this point Legolas noticed how they both had the same eyes other than colour of course.
"You come here just to insult me! No one wants you here! No one wants you at all! Why do think you've never settled down anywhere?!"
"Celeborn!" Galadriel's powerful voice rang through the hall silencing even the birds outside. She was now standing a furious look on her face. "I will let you speak your mind but to a certain extent, only." She strode over to him and forcefully took his arm to drag him out of the hall. The door clicked as it shut behind them. They heard mumbled voices and a loud, dull thud then just Galadriel came back.
"Do you think she's killed him?" Legolas whispered to Aradel leaning over in his chair.
"Is this really the time or the place?" she glared at him.
"Sorry couldn't resist." He sat back up and watched as the Lady sat back down with a sigh.
"Lord Celeborn will be dining elsewhere tonight." She told them calmly. Just then butlers came out with silver platters of food and bottles of wine.
They went on to collect food on their plates and ate in silence for a while.
Then Aradel broke the silence, her eyes still focused on her plate but obviously carrying a lot of emotion. "I really do hate him you know."
"Aradel…" Galadriel coaxed softly.
"I do." She insisted in such a tone that the whole room knew it was not up for discussion.
The rest of dinner mostly consisted of Legolas trying to start a conversation in a polite yet ungodly annoying way. Galadriel found the time and energy to amuse him, but Aradel made no such attempt. She was obviously very upset, and all because of Lord Celeborn. The strangest part was he didn't even do anything, just his presence set her off and it was likewise for him. Legolas wished desperately that he knew what in god's name was going on.
When the silent dinner was over she excused herself politely and walked off. From there she intended to go back to her room to lay on her bed, read, and maybe write a bit. Her plans were abruptly interrupted when she ran into Celeborn, yet again, in the hall.
They both stopped walking about a foot from each other. She fixed her with an icy cold stare. "Move." She said bluntly with a bit of a malicious tag in her voice.
"No." he replied much more angrily than she had. "You want to speak your mind? Go ahead. I shall warn you though, Galadriel isn't here to protect you."
"I can protect myself, thank you." She said taking a step forward. "And I know I could kill you right here right now if I wanted to. But I wouldn't stoop down to such a low level, like you."
He sneered. "Your right, I would kill you right here right now. And I will." He took a quick step forward but stopped when she pulled a knife from the ankle holster that apparently was hidden within the folds of her dress.
"I know what your thinking, Celeborn. No, I'm not going use this against you. You're unarmed, that would be cowardly. I'm not like you, Celeborn, I'm not a coward." She said in an eerily calm voice. "I would, however, like to see what would happen if you had the knife and I were the one unarmed. Fortunately I'm not so stupid as to give you this."
"So what do you plan on doing?" he asked with sincere curiosity. Would she kill him? Would she stab herself in the arm and blame him? Would she stab him in the arm, claim he attacked her and plead self-defense? Time would tell.
A/N: Aradel with a knife. That's never good. Will she kill/attack Celeborn? Will she damage some property? As i said before time will tell. Muahahaha. I wonder why I'm still not telling why Aradel and Celeborn are always pissed at each other. You'll get a small clue in the next chapter, i promise! I swear to god! That's right looks at sky and starts to swear rather violently I'm sorry i'm very hyper right now. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Muddie21: Hm. Probably not soon but eventually he will yes. At the end. I have to cram alot of stuff into the end. :D
Elven Script: Yay! Now i only need to worry about being beaten by my friend#1, my friend#2, my friend#3 ... ect. my brother (feeble but still) everyone on the street and everyone who knows me! One less person to be afraid of. Thank you for your not beatingness. :D
More Arguments
Aradel smiled. "Nothing, she was always a bit insane though. Not so much that anyone would notice I just noticed that she was well…more exuberant then most Elves." Aradel explained.
"She was raised half human." He replied.
She quirked an eyebrow questioningly. He sighed, how many times did he have to explain this? "Her father died when she was younger and her mother got a human to take his place so she wouldn't have to grow up without a father. It was a good friend of hers. He was a rather hyper human and that's where she gets it from."
"Is that where Nacumirus gets it as well?" she inquired.
"I don't know where Nacumirus gets anything from. He's a strange person." Legolas replied, shaking his head slightly.
"Your family is very strange."
"Yes, yes they are. That's why I love them."
She mock gagged while pushing aside yet another low hanging branch in her way and casually letting it swing back a almost hit Legolas in the face. Luckily his Elven reflexes saved him a nasty scratch.
"That wasn't very nice." He said indignantly. "I could have got a scar it that had hit me."
"Do Elves get scars?"
"Of course! Why shouldn't we get scars?"
"I don't know, I don't have any."
"You've given out a few though haven't you?"
She smirked as he rubbed the back of his head just above the hairline. She gave a hearty chuckle. "Yea, I got you good didn't. Never turn your back on an opponent, Legolas, you should have known that."
"I thought the fight was over, it was a cheap shot." He said with a frown.
"Just because you pinned me doesn't mean the fight is over. You should have verified with me that it was over then maybe I wouldn't have taken a swipe at you." She replied. They could see the city now.
"My back was turned."
"I could have killed you, you should have sensed me with your super Elven senses." She said almost mockingly. "Besides my intent was not to hit you, just to perhaps swipe some of your precious hair."
They came out of the forest and headed towards the Lord and Lady's talan. Legolas continued to complain that they were probably late. Aradel was sure they weren't. When they reached the talan they were greeted by Galadriel herself you congratulated them on being right on time and told them to wash up for dinner. She also told Aradel to change into something for suitable for it. She didn't like it but she agreed all the same.
A few minutes later they entered the dinning hall, Legolas in a new silver and blue tunic and Aradel in the white dress she had neglected in his room. How she had laughed at him when she looked in there and saw a dress on his bed.
Legolas proceeded to sit at the table but Aradel stopped in her tracks, frozen in shock and perhaps anger. Celeborn stood up with the squeaking of his chair on the wooden floor.
"I thought you were in Rivendell." She said with extreme malice.
"I came home to be with my wife. Is that so wrong or do you not care for anyone's welfare." He replied matching her malice.
"You cannot lecture me on people's welfare, Celeborn. You have caused more people harm than I have caused confusion." Legolas suppressed a tiny giggle and Galadriel looked pained.
"What are you doing here, witch!?" Celeborn all but yelled at the furious woman. She took a mental note to ask someone why wizards were regarded with such a high standard and why witches were considered evil, vile, terrible people.
"I was sick. He took me here. I didn't ask to be here, I would rather be as far away as possible from you!" she yelled back pointing at Legolas who shrunk down in his chair slightly.
"What possible sickness could you have been pained with that made you come here?!"
"I inherited my mother's mind apparently! How that made me sick I've no idea, ask Galadriel!" she said desperately hoping that he didn't inquire further about her sickness.
He paused, red faced and breathing a bit faster than normal. He then looked at Legolas. "He still doesn't know?! What is it with you and secrets and deceit?!"
She snorted. "I have never deceived him! Kept secrets, yes, but deceive? Never. I leave deception and evil to you."
"What evil have I committed?!"
"You know very well what you did, you hateful bastard!" she exploded, starting to redden just as he was. At this point Legolas noticed how they both had the same eyes other than colour of course.
"You come here just to insult me! No one wants you here! No one wants you at all! Why do think you've never settled down anywhere?!"
"Celeborn!" Galadriel's powerful voice rang through the hall silencing even the birds outside. She was now standing a furious look on her face. "I will let you speak your mind but to a certain extent, only." She strode over to him and forcefully took his arm to drag him out of the hall. The door clicked as it shut behind them. They heard mumbled voices and a loud, dull thud then just Galadriel came back.
"Do you think she's killed him?" Legolas whispered to Aradel leaning over in his chair.
"Is this really the time or the place?" she glared at him.
"Sorry couldn't resist." He sat back up and watched as the Lady sat back down with a sigh.
"Lord Celeborn will be dining elsewhere tonight." She told them calmly. Just then butlers came out with silver platters of food and bottles of wine.
They went on to collect food on their plates and ate in silence for a while.
Then Aradel broke the silence, her eyes still focused on her plate but obviously carrying a lot of emotion. "I really do hate him you know."
"Aradel…" Galadriel coaxed softly.
"I do." She insisted in such a tone that the whole room knew it was not up for discussion.
The rest of dinner mostly consisted of Legolas trying to start a conversation in a polite yet ungodly annoying way. Galadriel found the time and energy to amuse him, but Aradel made no such attempt. She was obviously very upset, and all because of Lord Celeborn. The strangest part was he didn't even do anything, just his presence set her off and it was likewise for him. Legolas wished desperately that he knew what in god's name was going on.
When the silent dinner was over she excused herself politely and walked off. From there she intended to go back to her room to lay on her bed, read, and maybe write a bit. Her plans were abruptly interrupted when she ran into Celeborn, yet again, in the hall.
They both stopped walking about a foot from each other. She fixed her with an icy cold stare. "Move." She said bluntly with a bit of a malicious tag in her voice.
"No." he replied much more angrily than she had. "You want to speak your mind? Go ahead. I shall warn you though, Galadriel isn't here to protect you."
"I can protect myself, thank you." She said taking a step forward. "And I know I could kill you right here right now if I wanted to. But I wouldn't stoop down to such a low level, like you."
He sneered. "Your right, I would kill you right here right now. And I will." He took a quick step forward but stopped when she pulled a knife from the ankle holster that apparently was hidden within the folds of her dress.
"I know what your thinking, Celeborn. No, I'm not going use this against you. You're unarmed, that would be cowardly. I'm not like you, Celeborn, I'm not a coward." She said in an eerily calm voice. "I would, however, like to see what would happen if you had the knife and I were the one unarmed. Fortunately I'm not so stupid as to give you this."
"So what do you plan on doing?" he asked with sincere curiosity. Would she kill him? Would she stab herself in the arm and blame him? Would she stab him in the arm, claim he attacked her and plead self-defense? Time would tell.
A/N: Aradel with a knife. That's never good. Will she kill/attack Celeborn? Will she damage some property? As i said before time will tell. Muahahaha. I wonder why I'm still not telling why Aradel and Celeborn are always pissed at each other. You'll get a small clue in the next chapter, i promise! I swear to god! That's right looks at sky and starts to swear rather violently I'm sorry i'm very hyper right now. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Muddie21: Hm. Probably not soon but eventually he will yes. At the end. I have to cram alot of stuff into the end. :D
Elven Script: Yay! Now i only need to worry about being beaten by my friend#1, my friend#2, my friend#3 ... ect. my brother (feeble but still) everyone on the street and everyone who knows me! One less person to be afraid of. Thank you for your not beatingness. :D
