Returning Home Chapter 2
A few months later, she set out on her journey. The goodbye was long and tiresome, as was the journey, but both were enjoyable, and worth it. She traveled to many places, but resided mainly in the kingdom of Gondor. Training with the young warriors, or reading up on the past with the elders. She gained many friends, and lost many too, while she was away. She was gone for 113 years, and by now she was 300.
She was now very experienced in the way in which did things. She knew how to wield her magic and twin blades. Practicing with the warriors made her improve in many a thing. She was now very talented with the twin blades, and a bow and arrows.
She had change while she was away, very much so. Her personality had changed the least, but for the better. She was now much more playful, but other than that her personality was the same. The thing about her that had changed the most were her looks. She was a grown elf, and had grown beautifully. She had now reached her aging stop.
She was skilled in all of the known languages of Middle Earth, such as, Sindarian, Quenya, Dwarvish, Green and Grey Elvin, and the tongue of the Westernese; including the Black Tongue/ Orkish and Valinorian.
She also found out something very important about herself, something that neither Legolas nor Arwen could figure out either. She figured out why she was called "Queen" or "Turinqui/ Taari". But that will be reveled later.
She had known that ways of men for many past years, and now she was reentering the world of elves. She thought a surprise and sudden entrance would be the right way to do it; so one day when Legolas was out by the lake at their challenge spot, she decided to make her presence known.
He was concentrating very hard, although it was not needed. He did need to keep his attention on what he was doing, but he couldn't keep his mind off Dia. Sure he had thought much about her in her days away, but more so in the past few days. He had sensed her aura, but did not know where she was. It was especially strong in this moment; that was the reason he was working on concentrating so hard.
He suddenly thought he heard a noise come from somewhere to his left, and immediately his attention shifted towards it. "Who's there?! Make yourself know, or I may do harm to you."
"Do not bestow harm upon me fair prince, I am only a weary traveler who has lost her way and cannot find it. Not that I think you could do much harm to me," he heard the person mumble.
Her voice was familiar, but he couldn't see her or place the voice with the face. "Who are you, what is your name?"
"If I have to tell you, than I think you should not know."
He paused for a moment, thinking if he should ask, and risk making a fool of himself if it was not who he thought. He decided upon chancing it, "Dia?" He heard a small familiar laugh. She jumped down from a tree she was sitting in twenty feet away. His reaction to her was very strange, in the way that he didn't have one.
"Legolas?"
He was looking her up and down, without moving. "Dia?" She nodded. He ran to her and wrapped his arms around her as he swung her around. "When did you- how did you- where- how long- I-"
"Shh," she stopped him. She paused looking at him. "My Legolas, you sure have grown," she looked up at him, still a whole foot taller than her; and that was saying something, because she wasn't short.
"And you, look at yourself," he lifted her in his arms once more. "Where is Beau, do you travel alone?"
"Slow down and take a breath," she laughed. "No I do not travel alone, Beau, is with y company."
"How- how many is your company?" he asked uncertainly.
"Two, two youth. I have seen just under sever generations of their family grow while I was away. I came when their forth (great-great-great) grandfathers were young."
"How old are they, and what do they come for?" "Young, they are in the early 20's, just barely men. They came as escorts to me," Legolas laughed. "Don't laugh. And Because I asked them to come. Your father is fine with it."
"My father knows, did you go to him first?"
"No, but your father knows all that goes on in his forest."
Before any more words could be exchanged, the sound of foot steps came to their ears. Dia didn't have enough time to turn around before she was surrounded in a mass of hugs. Brilmar took her head in his hands and kissed her forehead. Dominic did the same.
"We saw Beau and thought you might be here with Legolas. Turns out we were right."
"How well you know me," she laughed. "But what of the two men? Have they been to meet the king yet?"
"No, but we saw them just the same. Thaurfac should be bringing them here momentarily."
"No, we're here now." He smiled at Dia as she turned around to face him. "Little Feé." He hugged her warmly.
"What are your companions' names?" asked Dominic.
"Oh, right, where are my manners. This," she indicated the tall brunette, "is Astes. And this," the blonde, "is Ashtine. They are cousins. This is Brilmar, Thaurfac, Dominic, and Legolas. My very own princes."
"You all look just as she described you," said Astes.
This will be updated, it just take me a long time to type it all up as well as write it. But I do have almost all three of the four stories written up!
A few months later, she set out on her journey. The goodbye was long and tiresome, as was the journey, but both were enjoyable, and worth it. She traveled to many places, but resided mainly in the kingdom of Gondor. Training with the young warriors, or reading up on the past with the elders. She gained many friends, and lost many too, while she was away. She was gone for 113 years, and by now she was 300.
She was now very experienced in the way in which did things. She knew how to wield her magic and twin blades. Practicing with the warriors made her improve in many a thing. She was now very talented with the twin blades, and a bow and arrows.
She had change while she was away, very much so. Her personality had changed the least, but for the better. She was now much more playful, but other than that her personality was the same. The thing about her that had changed the most were her looks. She was a grown elf, and had grown beautifully. She had now reached her aging stop.
She was skilled in all of the known languages of Middle Earth, such as, Sindarian, Quenya, Dwarvish, Green and Grey Elvin, and the tongue of the Westernese; including the Black Tongue/ Orkish and Valinorian.
She also found out something very important about herself, something that neither Legolas nor Arwen could figure out either. She figured out why she was called "Queen" or "Turinqui/ Taari". But that will be reveled later.
She had known that ways of men for many past years, and now she was reentering the world of elves. She thought a surprise and sudden entrance would be the right way to do it; so one day when Legolas was out by the lake at their challenge spot, she decided to make her presence known.
He was concentrating very hard, although it was not needed. He did need to keep his attention on what he was doing, but he couldn't keep his mind off Dia. Sure he had thought much about her in her days away, but more so in the past few days. He had sensed her aura, but did not know where she was. It was especially strong in this moment; that was the reason he was working on concentrating so hard.
He suddenly thought he heard a noise come from somewhere to his left, and immediately his attention shifted towards it. "Who's there?! Make yourself know, or I may do harm to you."
"Do not bestow harm upon me fair prince, I am only a weary traveler who has lost her way and cannot find it. Not that I think you could do much harm to me," he heard the person mumble.
Her voice was familiar, but he couldn't see her or place the voice with the face. "Who are you, what is your name?"
"If I have to tell you, than I think you should not know."
He paused for a moment, thinking if he should ask, and risk making a fool of himself if it was not who he thought. He decided upon chancing it, "Dia?" He heard a small familiar laugh. She jumped down from a tree she was sitting in twenty feet away. His reaction to her was very strange, in the way that he didn't have one.
"Legolas?"
He was looking her up and down, without moving. "Dia?" She nodded. He ran to her and wrapped his arms around her as he swung her around. "When did you- how did you- where- how long- I-"
"Shh," she stopped him. She paused looking at him. "My Legolas, you sure have grown," she looked up at him, still a whole foot taller than her; and that was saying something, because she wasn't short.
"And you, look at yourself," he lifted her in his arms once more. "Where is Beau, do you travel alone?"
"Slow down and take a breath," she laughed. "No I do not travel alone, Beau, is with y company."
"How- how many is your company?" he asked uncertainly.
"Two, two youth. I have seen just under sever generations of their family grow while I was away. I came when their forth (great-great-great) grandfathers were young."
"How old are they, and what do they come for?" "Young, they are in the early 20's, just barely men. They came as escorts to me," Legolas laughed. "Don't laugh. And Because I asked them to come. Your father is fine with it."
"My father knows, did you go to him first?"
"No, but your father knows all that goes on in his forest."
Before any more words could be exchanged, the sound of foot steps came to their ears. Dia didn't have enough time to turn around before she was surrounded in a mass of hugs. Brilmar took her head in his hands and kissed her forehead. Dominic did the same.
"We saw Beau and thought you might be here with Legolas. Turns out we were right."
"How well you know me," she laughed. "But what of the two men? Have they been to meet the king yet?"
"No, but we saw them just the same. Thaurfac should be bringing them here momentarily."
"No, we're here now." He smiled at Dia as she turned around to face him. "Little Feé." He hugged her warmly.
"What are your companions' names?" asked Dominic.
"Oh, right, where are my manners. This," she indicated the tall brunette, "is Astes. And this," the blonde, "is Ashtine. They are cousins. This is Brilmar, Thaurfac, Dominic, and Legolas. My very own princes."
"You all look just as she described you," said Astes.
This will be updated, it just take me a long time to type it all up as well as write it. But I do have almost all three of the four stories written up!