Chapter 6 Discoveries and Qualms
After the coronation was done, Arwen, Dia, and Legolas stood apart from the rest if the group, greeting one another.
"We should redo it now," stated Arwen excitedly. Both Arwen and Dia turned to look at Legolas.
"Alright, I'll go excuse us to my father."
He walked to his father and bowed his head cautiously. "Father, will you excuse Dia, Lady Arwen, and myself?" The king nodded knowingly and flashed him a grin that Legolas willingly returned.
When Legolas returned to their side, they set off back towards the lake. Once at the lake they made their way over to the waterfall and pulled back the brush by the base.
They always mixed blood in the same place. A small secret place under the waterfall, a cave if you will. The cave could only be found by those who already knew where it was, unless of course, you were Dia, Legolas, or Arwen who used to have a knack for finding secret places among the castle and in the forest.
They sat down in a circle, their legs crossed before them. Arwen looked to Legolas. "Do you have a dagger?" he shook his head.
"Oo, I do," Dia started pulling back her dress so her thie was exposed. Around it was a small, belt-like thing, with a dagger sheathed in it. Both Arwen and Legolas shook their heads. Dia giggled. "Veb would kill me if she knew I had this. I snuck it on when she wasn't looking. I do not think she would be very happy at all."
"And for a good reason too," Arwen added.
"It's very smart though," laughed Legolas, "Not that you could do much fighting it that dress, but all the same."
Dia smiled and nodded. "I could knock out a few beasts with this trail; and we could use it for tripping purposes. I sure Atar would absolutely love that. He doesn't seem to like it much when I fight." She frowned, but a smile quickly reappeared to her face. She made small cuts on either of her palms; then passed the dagger to Arwen, then to Legolas.
The joined hands and raised their faces towards the heavens, or what would be the heavens had there not been a cave ceiling over their heads. Once more they were united as the other's blood ran into their veins. Slowly, with their hands still joined their gazes lowered to one another. When Arwen's eyes dropped to the two of them they became very large.
"What the-!" She ran out of the cave. She looked like a bucket of ice cold water had been dropped down her back.
They ran out after her. "Arwen, what is it?!"
"You," she pointed towards Legolas. "Or was it you?!" now towards Dia. They shook their heads, not understanding. "You two didn't happen to mix blood lately did you?" she asked in a nervous, faux-calmness way.
"Yes," Dia stated calmly, "before I left."
"Who set it up and arranged it?"
"I did," said Legolas. "Why, what's wrong?"
"So it was you, can I by any chance see the book you used, because no doubt, you being who you are, you used one?"
"Sure?"
They headed back towards the castle in a storm of whipping material and breathing. If they had been seen they surely would have been questioned for this odd behaviour.
They ran up to Legolas's room, for where he retrieved the book from its place. He handed it to Arwen.
"Open it up."
He opened it up to the same page as it had been on 130 years ago. "Look, what's wrong with that?"
He pointed to the start of a new bind ceremony titled "Mellon." It started at the very end of the oage and continued on the next.
"Oh, nothing," Arwen said oddly, turning the page. "Except for the fact of this," she pulled the page she had just turned apart. "There were two pages stuck together."
Legolas and Dia looked puzzled at one another, and then to Arwen. "Well then if we didn't do the friendship binding," she asked, almost afraid to ask, "what did we do?" She looked at the book and saw the title of the next one, it was labeled "Melese." "Melese? Love?" She nearly fainted; the shock of what she had just read was so great. "So are you saying that we," she pointed to Legolas and herself. "So are we.."
"Married?" Legolas finished in an exacerbated tone.
Arwen nodded. Dia ran off to the lavatory where she became very sick for a few moments. Legolas sat down on the bed with his head in his hands. Arwen sat next to him. "Well we didn't consummate it," mumbled Legolas hopefully.
A few minutes later Dia came out, looking perfectly fine. She walked over to and sat down between the two. "It was just a simple mistake, nothing more. We're all friends here. There's nothing we can do about it now." She put her arms around the two. "Now, it's a beautiful day out; I, personally, think that a picnic would be wonderful, but that's only my thoughts."
She stood up and turned to face them. Taking their hands, she pulled them to their feet. "Legolas, you go tell your father; Arwen, you go get some food, and meet me down in the stables when you're done." They nodded and smiled to her as she left.
She made straight to her room to get out of this long dress she was in.
After the coronation was done, Arwen, Dia, and Legolas stood apart from the rest if the group, greeting one another.
"We should redo it now," stated Arwen excitedly. Both Arwen and Dia turned to look at Legolas.
"Alright, I'll go excuse us to my father."
He walked to his father and bowed his head cautiously. "Father, will you excuse Dia, Lady Arwen, and myself?" The king nodded knowingly and flashed him a grin that Legolas willingly returned.
When Legolas returned to their side, they set off back towards the lake. Once at the lake they made their way over to the waterfall and pulled back the brush by the base.
They always mixed blood in the same place. A small secret place under the waterfall, a cave if you will. The cave could only be found by those who already knew where it was, unless of course, you were Dia, Legolas, or Arwen who used to have a knack for finding secret places among the castle and in the forest.
They sat down in a circle, their legs crossed before them. Arwen looked to Legolas. "Do you have a dagger?" he shook his head.
"Oo, I do," Dia started pulling back her dress so her thie was exposed. Around it was a small, belt-like thing, with a dagger sheathed in it. Both Arwen and Legolas shook their heads. Dia giggled. "Veb would kill me if she knew I had this. I snuck it on when she wasn't looking. I do not think she would be very happy at all."
"And for a good reason too," Arwen added.
"It's very smart though," laughed Legolas, "Not that you could do much fighting it that dress, but all the same."
Dia smiled and nodded. "I could knock out a few beasts with this trail; and we could use it for tripping purposes. I sure Atar would absolutely love that. He doesn't seem to like it much when I fight." She frowned, but a smile quickly reappeared to her face. She made small cuts on either of her palms; then passed the dagger to Arwen, then to Legolas.
The joined hands and raised their faces towards the heavens, or what would be the heavens had there not been a cave ceiling over their heads. Once more they were united as the other's blood ran into their veins. Slowly, with their hands still joined their gazes lowered to one another. When Arwen's eyes dropped to the two of them they became very large.
"What the-!" She ran out of the cave. She looked like a bucket of ice cold water had been dropped down her back.
They ran out after her. "Arwen, what is it?!"
"You," she pointed towards Legolas. "Or was it you?!" now towards Dia. They shook their heads, not understanding. "You two didn't happen to mix blood lately did you?" she asked in a nervous, faux-calmness way.
"Yes," Dia stated calmly, "before I left."
"Who set it up and arranged it?"
"I did," said Legolas. "Why, what's wrong?"
"So it was you, can I by any chance see the book you used, because no doubt, you being who you are, you used one?"
"Sure?"
They headed back towards the castle in a storm of whipping material and breathing. If they had been seen they surely would have been questioned for this odd behaviour.
They ran up to Legolas's room, for where he retrieved the book from its place. He handed it to Arwen.
"Open it up."
He opened it up to the same page as it had been on 130 years ago. "Look, what's wrong with that?"
He pointed to the start of a new bind ceremony titled "Mellon." It started at the very end of the oage and continued on the next.
"Oh, nothing," Arwen said oddly, turning the page. "Except for the fact of this," she pulled the page she had just turned apart. "There were two pages stuck together."
Legolas and Dia looked puzzled at one another, and then to Arwen. "Well then if we didn't do the friendship binding," she asked, almost afraid to ask, "what did we do?" She looked at the book and saw the title of the next one, it was labeled "Melese." "Melese? Love?" She nearly fainted; the shock of what she had just read was so great. "So are you saying that we," she pointed to Legolas and herself. "So are we.."
"Married?" Legolas finished in an exacerbated tone.
Arwen nodded. Dia ran off to the lavatory where she became very sick for a few moments. Legolas sat down on the bed with his head in his hands. Arwen sat next to him. "Well we didn't consummate it," mumbled Legolas hopefully.
A few minutes later Dia came out, looking perfectly fine. She walked over to and sat down between the two. "It was just a simple mistake, nothing more. We're all friends here. There's nothing we can do about it now." She put her arms around the two. "Now, it's a beautiful day out; I, personally, think that a picnic would be wonderful, but that's only my thoughts."
She stood up and turned to face them. Taking their hands, she pulled them to their feet. "Legolas, you go tell your father; Arwen, you go get some food, and meet me down in the stables when you're done." They nodded and smiled to her as she left.
She made straight to her room to get out of this long dress she was in.