Of Such Sweet Love
WOW! 3 reviews in 1 night! WOW! You guys totally rock my socks! Ok, now down to business.
To theamazingtechnocoloredringwraith: yeah, I know, Arwen was OOC, but its very hard to have a catfight between two elf's and keep them in character. Yes I know they probably wouldn't have been fighting in the first place, but I couldn't resist! Keep reading!
To turn-the-page-and-keep-on-reading: hi Paige! How's stuff? I didn't know you read my fan fiction stories! Cool! Well, yes I know this was different then the others, but I wanted to have a bit of fun.
To Lady Alathon: Yeah, she probably would have the sense to do it another way, but she is still a young elf and rather prone to jealousy. And they're both holding grudges. And Ciryaher is a witch-with-a-capital-B so Arwen can't help it. Ciryaher ruined her dress! And don't we all hate Arwen for ruining any chances we may already never have had? Sigh its too bad really. Darn it. Why is he so much older than us? I hate the age difference! Anywho! Heres marshmallows!!! Throws little-half-empty-bag of marshmallows to Lady Alathon (sorry, I got hungry)
Disclaimer: I don't own, you don't sue. We're both happy! Actually, I figured it out, I'm not happy, but you are! You get a wonderful story! And you don't have to sue!
OOO! TWO flashbacks in this chappie! Aren't you the lucky people?
ON WITH THE STORY!
Chapter 7. Dancing
Where we left off....
Screaming in fury the daughter of Lord Ondoher leapt onto Arwen, falling to the floor the elleths pummelled and scratched, shrieking in fury.
Legolas, Elrond, and Lord Ondoher all leapt to their feet. Legolas grabbed a flailing Arwen around her waist and Elrond moved between her and Ciryaher, who was being restrained by her father.
"Its all her fault! Arwen slipped, and I tried to help her but-"
Ciryaher was cut off by Arwen growling and trying to throw herself on Ciryaher again. "Stop lying! You know you pushed me on purpose! And you spilt wine on me!"
Elrond and Legolas held back a fighting Arwen until she took a few deep calming breaths and tried to straighten her red-but-previously-white dress.
"Ada, don't you see? She's jealous of me! Look what she did to me! I'm never going to get this stuff out of my hair! And my beautiful dress! Just look at me!"
Ciryaher and Arwen both lost control for the second time and started to shriek insults at one another with clichéd fists until Elrond bellowed: "SILENCE! I will NOT tolerate this in my hall! Both of you get out of my sight! I don't want either of you back in this hall until you have cleaned yourselves up and apologized. I've had enough. No more of this foolish behaviour!"
Elrond herded the astonished and shocked guests out of the wine stained hall. The hall emptied slowly until it was only Elrond, Ondoher, Legolas, Ciryaher and Arwen who remained. Elrond gave them a stern look and swept out of the hall. Legolas shot Arwen an apologetic look and took Lord Ondoher out of the hall.
Arwen clenched her fists and glared at the ground while Ciryaher fumed silently at this, in her opinion, most unfair behaviour. Arwen turned on her heel and began to stalk out of the hall. Ciryaher followed her. Up to the apartments they went. An embarrassed, and fuming Arwen, and a furious Ciryaher.
Ciryaher turned into her room and left Arwen to carry on to her apartments. When the door was firmly slammed Ciryaher threw a magnificent tempertantrum. She stomped on the floor, kicked a chair, threw a pillow across the room and shrieked in fury. When she had sufficiently calmed down she went into her bathroom. After considering trying to drown Arwen she washed herself, throwing her dress carelessly onto the floor. She donned a new gown. This time in pale lavender.
Arwen continued down the hall to her apartments. She threw open the doors and then slammed them behind her. After throwing her own badly stained dress onto a chair she flung herself onto her luxurious bed, which was covered with throw pillows. She turned onto her stomach and burying her face in a cushion she screamed all sorts of nasty things, while drumming her feet on her bed. She washed in the washbasin in a corner and then donned a pale blue dancing gown. She called for a maid to come tend to her hair.
Smirking into a mirror she thought of all the work it would take to fix Ciryaher's golden locks.
Down in the hall Legolas was lounging on a couch, very confused about what was going on with the elf maidens today. He thought about Ciryaher's large purple eyes, then Arwen's deep blue ones. Having no doubt which he preferred he thought more about Arwen's eyes. Then about Arwen herself...
(-Flashback-)
Legolas was woken by the sun streaming though a window onto his face. He lay for a moment, trying to recall why he was sleeping on the ground, in front of an elegantly carved door. Then his head came back with a thump and all the events of the previous day hit him like a thunderbolt.
He sat bolt upright and listened intently to the sounds coming from inside the door. Arwen's door. He climbed to his feet and opened the door a crack. Elrond and Glorfindel turned from the bed they were leaning over and saw Legolas' dirty face peering through the opening. Elrond beckoned him in. Legolas cautiously opened the door and crept inside.
"Well, well Legolas. What am I to do with you now?" Legolas put his hands behind his back and scuffed at the ground with one boot, trying to avoid Elrond's piercing gaze, "Well, what do you think? Young prince of Mirkwood? Do you wish to stay in Rivendell? Or return to Lorien and stay with your grandmother for as time?"
"Oh no, my lord. I want to stay here. I need to look after Arwen. I promised her you see, and I want to make sure she is all right."
Glorfindel laughed. "That is all very well, young master, but what are we to do if you decide to run away again? And take our princess with you?"
"O I am sorry sir! I promise I will never run away again! I promise! And I didn't take her away!" Legolas added indignantly, "She ran away too!"
"All right then young sir. IF you would like to wash yourself now, I'm sure Arwen wouldn't mind you leaving her side for just another little while. I can promise you she will not wake while you are gone."
After reluctantly agreeing, Legolas was taken to his recently abandoned rooms. He was washed and given a new set of clothes to wear. His hair was washed and rebraided. When he was clean and fed he returned to Arwen's rooms where he sat next to her bed all day.
He fell asleep that night curled in a chair next to her large, four-poster bed. Celebrian smiled at his tired form and let him remain there, 'to guard Arwen from the night.'
When Arwen woke midmorning the next day, the first thing she saw was Legolas, curled in a chair next to her bed. She thought for a moment, confused. How did she get here? She tried to sit up, but her head and side ached so much that she couldn't manage, and fell backwards onto her pillows with a 'plump' that woke the sleeping elf boy.
"Arwen! You are awake! I was so afraid when you fell over the waterfall! I thought you would die! But Glorfindel brought you back to your father! You're going to be all right! And i'm not in trouble! But we're not allowed to run away again."
While Arwen digested this information, Legolas deposited into her hand a ring. On the ring were carved the leaves of Lorien. In the middle was the star of Elendil. The ring was pure silver and Arwen marvelled at the tiny detail.
"Where did you get this Legolas? Is it yours? Its beautiful!"
Legolas smiled. "Yes its mine. Your mother gave it to me. I... I wish you to have it."
Arwen slipped the large silver ring onto her finger. It was too large and would slip off. Legolas handed her a silver chain from his pouch. "Here, it will be too large for your fingers."
Arwen slipped the chain over her head. She peered at the ring. "Legolas, it is custom for elf's to give one another jewellery when they get engaged..."
Legolas stood up next to her bed. He solemnly looked down at her. "Arwen Undomiel, will you marry me? Some day?"
Arwen took his hand "Yes, I think I will. Someday."
(-End Flashback-)
His thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of both elleths, though through different doors. Elrond led everybody back into the hall and feast restarted. But two servants carried the wine around the table.
The rest of the dinner went off without a hitch. Then came the ball.
Elrond took his sisters hand to begin the dancing of the ball. He and his sister whirled around the room. Legolas made his way though the crowd of hopeful elleths to Arwen. Only Ciryaher blocked his way. But ignoring her coy smile he took Arwen's hand. "Will you dance?"
Arwen accepted and Legolas drew her out onto the floor. They danced together through the first song, and the second, then Arwen laughed, "Legolas, do you remember when I taught you to dance?"
Legolas smiled, "Yes melda, I do."
(-Flashback-)
"But Ada! Why must I stay in bed? I'm better now! Truly!" Arwen Undomiel sat up in bed and pleaded with her father to let her attend the ball that night.
"Arwen, Aierea, you must rest. I will tell you goodnight later."
Celebrian smiled at her frustrated daughter then kissed her forehead. "Come Legolas, we must greet the guests."
She and Elrond swept out of the room. Legolas scowled at the door. "I will visit you later. After the dinner." He left the room and Arwen sighed. She settled down to read a book.
Legolas returned a short time later. "Why are you back so soon Legolas?" Arwen put down her book and sat up.
"I can't dance. They're all dancing. Its boring." Arwen tilted her head to one side. Through the partially opened door she could hear strains of music. "You can't dance?"
Legolas shook his head. Arwen climbed out of bed and curtsied. "May I have this dance?"
Legolas stood up slowly. He bowed. "Umm... yes?" Arwen laughed and took his hand. In the centre of the room He took his hand and put on of her waist. She took his other hand and held it.
They started with one step, then Arwen taught him another. They were waltzing around the room. The song ended. A slightly faster song started. Arwen laughed. "It's the same thing, only a little faster."
At the end of one passage Legolas picked her up and spun her. Putting her down gently he carried on with his dance. "I thought you didn't know how to dance?" Arwen accused him.
"Maybe you're just a good teacher." He picked Arwen up and spun her in circles all over the room. Arwen flung back her head and laughed.
"You're wearing your ring! Do you like it?"
"I LOVE it! I never take it off." Legolas beamed. When Arwen grew too tired to dance Legolas carried her to her bed. He laid her on her pillows and then hesitated. Then carefully, slowly, he gently kissed her on the lips. Arwen looked astonished for a moment, then smiled.
"Goodnight Legolas."
"Goodnight Arwen."
(-End Flashback-)
Legolas picked Arwen up and spun her in a circle. "You're an amazing teacher.
"May I cut in?" Ciryaher simpered at Legolas with a sickening smile. Legolas looked at Arwen questioningly. Arwen sighed. Ciryaher pushed between her and Legolas. Pulling Legolas close to her she pulled him onto the floor.
Arwen took a goblet of wine. "Hussy."
END OF CHAPTER 7!
WOOT! 2 chappies in two days! How great am I? I am amazing! Ok, pple, Start reviewing! I'm waitin'! I have more marshmallows to hand out!
Spencer