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school exists to keep me away from any writing... HA! Like they can stop me
from writing? Never!!
Chapter 3:
The round table sat the four elves and one dwarf comfortably. The order went as Leithwen, Legolas, Thranduil, Leuthil, and lastly, Gimli, who sat with discomfort on a high chair. Their conversations began amongst themselves until Thranduil shouted again.
"Luin-gil! Tula Sinome! (come here) Manke naa lye vasa? (where is our food?)" Thranduil called. A girl with long dark hair, dark eyes and tanned skin came through a door, holding three trays off food, one on each hand and another balanced on her head.
"Luin-gil!" Leithwen cried out, jumping to her feet to help the elf. "Why are you working alone?" She took the balanced tray and set it on the table. Luin-gil just sighed.
"Your father has given the servants the day off in honor of the prince's return. Amin hiraetha, harunamin. It wasn't easy to cook such a large meal in so short a time," she apologized. (I'm sorry.) She slightly bowed to the Elvenking and looked up to Legolas, who looked at her curiously.
"Why weren't you given a holiday as well?" Legolas asked. She looked at him, blankly and answered.
"Amin naa Luin-gil. I was given the task to care for the castle while you've arrived. Is there anything you might need, heru en amin?" (my lord {formal}) she asked, bowing her head as well to him. Legolas shook his head and as he did, he saw a glazed look on his younger brother's eyes.
"No, thank you," Legolas answered. Luin-gil nodded and proceeded to distribute the food. Leithwen had turned cold at her father, giving him a glare. Legolas couldn't help but feel that there was something important he was missing but the smell of food took his mind away from any substantial thoughts.
"Come sit and join us, Luin," Leithwen invited.
"I'm not sure if I should... I have some other matters to attend to with the arrival of the prince and his guest." She looked blushingly under everyone's gaze.
"Nonsense. Have a decent meal with us, Luin-gil," Leithwen retorted. Luin- gil looked up at her king who looked uncomfortable with the invitation but truth be told she was hungry and cooking had zapped her of energy.
"Just a quick bite," she murmured. Leithwen grinned and motioned for the girl to sit down next to her. Gimli seemed to be taken by the new she-elf, and smiled at her admiringly.
"Luin-gil? You are named for the star?" Gimli asked as the rest dug into the food.
"Yes... I was born on a night that Luinil had disappeared from the skies. I was named in honor for the star that had disappeared. It was a stranger's idea. I believe his name was Mithrandir but I have never had the honor of meeting him." Legolas and Gimli looked at each other.
"Mithrandir? A wizard?" Gimli prodded.
"Yes... I believe so." Her dark eyes looked at them, curiously. "Do you know him?"
"Yes, actually. He was one of the Nine Walkers." Legolas looked at the girl thoughfully. Seldom had Gandalf intervened on any life without some pretense to hold him to it. In fact, NEVER has Gandalf done anything without a point. He wondered what was it about this strange looking girl that caused Gandalf to name her Luin-gil.
"You look like a young elf," Gimli said changing the subject. "How did you come to work at the House of Mirkwood?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are a beautiful creature that should be spending her time on such merry-making excursions of you elves. Why do you spend your time serving the palace?" With the first comment, everyone had changed dispositions. Leithwen and Leuthil had satisfied grins on their faces. Thranduil and Legolas choked a bit on their fruit and Luin-gil bowed her head down, slightly pink. "What did I say?"
"Nothing," Thranduil coughed. "Nothing of importance."
"Then why did all of you start at my last comment?" Gimli asked. Everyone stayed silent until Luin-gil put her head up with a kind smile.
"Master Gimli, as one of the Walkers, I feel it safe to assume that your eyes are not easily deceived and that you judge well the beauty of your own kind, but by the eyes of the Elves I am not beautiful," she explained casually.
"What? Not beautiful? Why?" Gimli asked indignant.
"Well for one thing, I am rounder than the she-elves of Mirkwood. Mostly, they are slender and athletically built. I am not. That's the smaller reason. The real reason is because of skin colour. I have a much darker tone than ANY elf. It is strange and different and causes discomfort from my kind when they see me," she replied, showind her hand's golden tone.
"That has to be one of the stupidest things I have ever heard!" Gimli explained. "Such elven vanity that you are put away by elves because of your skin color. Orc meat if you ask me."
"It is not elven vanity but tradition and culture," Legolas said, looking apologetically at his father for such comments from the dwarf.
"It IS elven vanity though. She is shunned by our kind because she looks different even though her skills and personality I would take over most she- elves I know," Leuthil said. "And it's not like she's hideous."
"Please, let's not start..." Luin-gil tried to stop the heated argument between the three elves that have taken her in but she was ignored.
"Those are harsh judgements made on Elves, Leuthilalren," Thranduil said in a low voice. "Harsh judgements that such a young elf should be making."
"Well, judgements placed on Luin-gil are harsh judgements themselves," Leithwen intervened. "Judgements not rightly made by ANY elf, young OR old."
Legolas and Gimli just sat back stunned. It seemed like this was an argument that was many times repeated before. It was the two children versus the father. Legolas looked at them, strangely. It was as if this fight had been going on for years though he's only been gone for about a little over than one. And such a riff to be made by a stranger! Legolas was confused beyond help... and felt quite left out.
"No more arguments... please!" Luin-gil interrupted, standing up. She looked at Legolas, contritely. "I am sorry, my prince and master elf. I did not mean to cause any tension at the dinner table." She turned to Gimli. "Shall you be waiting the night out in the palace, sir?"
"If it's not too much trouble, yes."
"You're welcome to stay as long as possible, Gimli," Thranduil sighed turning away from his verbal opponents.
"Then, I shall prepare your rooms. Yours shall be adjacent to Prince Legolas' room for your convenience. If there's anything else that any of you might need, please do not hesitate to call for me." With that she exited out of the room, leaving it silent and tense.
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"What was that about?" Legolas asked Leuthil as they walked towards the chambers upstairs after dinner. Gimli has waited with Thranduil to chat.
"What was WHAT about, brother?" Leuthil asked innocently.
"At the dinner table... Who is that she-elf, truly?" Leuthil turned away with a mixture of wistfulness and anger in his eyes. Legolas can only guess which emotion was targeted towards.
"That is not my story to tell, Legolas. I am under instructions not to reveal her history to anyone, especially you." Leuthil frowned. "I don't know why you in particular."
"Me?"
"Yes," Leuthil replied. "All I can say is she is an elf that should be better known before any conclusions can be made of her."
"You have grown wise, younger brother," Legolas said after a silent moment. They had reached his chamber and after a brief nod, Leuthil turned to his own room down the hall.
Legolas undressed and looked into the bathing room to see that the tub was filled with steaming water perfumed in different herbs and covered in bubbles. He slipped into the tub and thought back to his welcome back into his home.
Luin-gil seemed to be an intriguing character. Only time could would tell what conclusions could be made from her... Then his thoughts drifted to what his brother had said.
""I am under instructions not to reveal her history to anyone, especially you.""
"Why me? What have I to do with a stranger?" Legolas asked softly, before reclining his head and relaxing in the warm waters around him.
AN// Please Review! I'll love you always if you do. *grin* Just bear with me here okay? And I'll updates asaIc, I promise.
Chapter 3:
The round table sat the four elves and one dwarf comfortably. The order went as Leithwen, Legolas, Thranduil, Leuthil, and lastly, Gimli, who sat with discomfort on a high chair. Their conversations began amongst themselves until Thranduil shouted again.
"Luin-gil! Tula Sinome! (come here) Manke naa lye vasa? (where is our food?)" Thranduil called. A girl with long dark hair, dark eyes and tanned skin came through a door, holding three trays off food, one on each hand and another balanced on her head.
"Luin-gil!" Leithwen cried out, jumping to her feet to help the elf. "Why are you working alone?" She took the balanced tray and set it on the table. Luin-gil just sighed.
"Your father has given the servants the day off in honor of the prince's return. Amin hiraetha, harunamin. It wasn't easy to cook such a large meal in so short a time," she apologized. (I'm sorry.) She slightly bowed to the Elvenking and looked up to Legolas, who looked at her curiously.
"Why weren't you given a holiday as well?" Legolas asked. She looked at him, blankly and answered.
"Amin naa Luin-gil. I was given the task to care for the castle while you've arrived. Is there anything you might need, heru en amin?" (my lord {formal}) she asked, bowing her head as well to him. Legolas shook his head and as he did, he saw a glazed look on his younger brother's eyes.
"No, thank you," Legolas answered. Luin-gil nodded and proceeded to distribute the food. Leithwen had turned cold at her father, giving him a glare. Legolas couldn't help but feel that there was something important he was missing but the smell of food took his mind away from any substantial thoughts.
"Come sit and join us, Luin," Leithwen invited.
"I'm not sure if I should... I have some other matters to attend to with the arrival of the prince and his guest." She looked blushingly under everyone's gaze.
"Nonsense. Have a decent meal with us, Luin-gil," Leithwen retorted. Luin- gil looked up at her king who looked uncomfortable with the invitation but truth be told she was hungry and cooking had zapped her of energy.
"Just a quick bite," she murmured. Leithwen grinned and motioned for the girl to sit down next to her. Gimli seemed to be taken by the new she-elf, and smiled at her admiringly.
"Luin-gil? You are named for the star?" Gimli asked as the rest dug into the food.
"Yes... I was born on a night that Luinil had disappeared from the skies. I was named in honor for the star that had disappeared. It was a stranger's idea. I believe his name was Mithrandir but I have never had the honor of meeting him." Legolas and Gimli looked at each other.
"Mithrandir? A wizard?" Gimli prodded.
"Yes... I believe so." Her dark eyes looked at them, curiously. "Do you know him?"
"Yes, actually. He was one of the Nine Walkers." Legolas looked at the girl thoughfully. Seldom had Gandalf intervened on any life without some pretense to hold him to it. In fact, NEVER has Gandalf done anything without a point. He wondered what was it about this strange looking girl that caused Gandalf to name her Luin-gil.
"You look like a young elf," Gimli said changing the subject. "How did you come to work at the House of Mirkwood?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are a beautiful creature that should be spending her time on such merry-making excursions of you elves. Why do you spend your time serving the palace?" With the first comment, everyone had changed dispositions. Leithwen and Leuthil had satisfied grins on their faces. Thranduil and Legolas choked a bit on their fruit and Luin-gil bowed her head down, slightly pink. "What did I say?"
"Nothing," Thranduil coughed. "Nothing of importance."
"Then why did all of you start at my last comment?" Gimli asked. Everyone stayed silent until Luin-gil put her head up with a kind smile.
"Master Gimli, as one of the Walkers, I feel it safe to assume that your eyes are not easily deceived and that you judge well the beauty of your own kind, but by the eyes of the Elves I am not beautiful," she explained casually.
"What? Not beautiful? Why?" Gimli asked indignant.
"Well for one thing, I am rounder than the she-elves of Mirkwood. Mostly, they are slender and athletically built. I am not. That's the smaller reason. The real reason is because of skin colour. I have a much darker tone than ANY elf. It is strange and different and causes discomfort from my kind when they see me," she replied, showind her hand's golden tone.
"That has to be one of the stupidest things I have ever heard!" Gimli explained. "Such elven vanity that you are put away by elves because of your skin color. Orc meat if you ask me."
"It is not elven vanity but tradition and culture," Legolas said, looking apologetically at his father for such comments from the dwarf.
"It IS elven vanity though. She is shunned by our kind because she looks different even though her skills and personality I would take over most she- elves I know," Leuthil said. "And it's not like she's hideous."
"Please, let's not start..." Luin-gil tried to stop the heated argument between the three elves that have taken her in but she was ignored.
"Those are harsh judgements made on Elves, Leuthilalren," Thranduil said in a low voice. "Harsh judgements that such a young elf should be making."
"Well, judgements placed on Luin-gil are harsh judgements themselves," Leithwen intervened. "Judgements not rightly made by ANY elf, young OR old."
Legolas and Gimli just sat back stunned. It seemed like this was an argument that was many times repeated before. It was the two children versus the father. Legolas looked at them, strangely. It was as if this fight had been going on for years though he's only been gone for about a little over than one. And such a riff to be made by a stranger! Legolas was confused beyond help... and felt quite left out.
"No more arguments... please!" Luin-gil interrupted, standing up. She looked at Legolas, contritely. "I am sorry, my prince and master elf. I did not mean to cause any tension at the dinner table." She turned to Gimli. "Shall you be waiting the night out in the palace, sir?"
"If it's not too much trouble, yes."
"You're welcome to stay as long as possible, Gimli," Thranduil sighed turning away from his verbal opponents.
"Then, I shall prepare your rooms. Yours shall be adjacent to Prince Legolas' room for your convenience. If there's anything else that any of you might need, please do not hesitate to call for me." With that she exited out of the room, leaving it silent and tense.
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"What was that about?" Legolas asked Leuthil as they walked towards the chambers upstairs after dinner. Gimli has waited with Thranduil to chat.
"What was WHAT about, brother?" Leuthil asked innocently.
"At the dinner table... Who is that she-elf, truly?" Leuthil turned away with a mixture of wistfulness and anger in his eyes. Legolas can only guess which emotion was targeted towards.
"That is not my story to tell, Legolas. I am under instructions not to reveal her history to anyone, especially you." Leuthil frowned. "I don't know why you in particular."
"Me?"
"Yes," Leuthil replied. "All I can say is she is an elf that should be better known before any conclusions can be made of her."
"You have grown wise, younger brother," Legolas said after a silent moment. They had reached his chamber and after a brief nod, Leuthil turned to his own room down the hall.
Legolas undressed and looked into the bathing room to see that the tub was filled with steaming water perfumed in different herbs and covered in bubbles. He slipped into the tub and thought back to his welcome back into his home.
Luin-gil seemed to be an intriguing character. Only time could would tell what conclusions could be made from her... Then his thoughts drifted to what his brother had said.
""I am under instructions not to reveal her history to anyone, especially you.""
"Why me? What have I to do with a stranger?" Legolas asked softly, before reclining his head and relaxing in the warm waters around him.
AN// Please Review! I'll love you always if you do. *grin* Just bear with me here okay? And I'll updates asaIc, I promise.