A/N: I think you will enjoy this a little bit more than the first chapter.
Anyways...
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Disclaimer: Fonia and Cydrim are my characters, but other than that, all other characters were created by JRR Tolkien.
Chapter Two
After pacing the hall in front of the closed door for about an hour, it suddenly opened and Elrond stepped out, closing the door behind him.
"Will he be okay, Ada? Can I go in to see him?" Concern flooded her face once more, claiming her eyes.
"Yes, he will be fine, but he lost quite a bit of blood. Let him rest so his body can heal. He will be here for a while. You can talk to him later." He gave her a weak smile and walked off. She wanted to obey her father, but she wanted to get another look at the injured elf. She knew he would be sleeping, so she quietly opened the door and slipped in. she just stood by the door observing the form of the sleeping elf. His long, pale blonde hair was spread over the pillow. His chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Her gaze landed on his fair face. His skin was flawless. He was just perfect. She sighed. She wished she could gaze into his eyes.
The elf suddenly stirred, and Fonia jumped out of her day dream. She turned and was halfway out the door, when the elf's eyes fluttered open. He saw her long black hair flowing out the room. The door closed and he fell asleep again.
Fonia walked down the hall and went to turn the corner.
"Why are you here in this hall? Ada told us you weren't supposed to be around here." Elladan awaited her answer.
"I could ask the same of you," she replied, smirking at her brothers.
"We had permission to visit his royal highness," Elrohir commented.
"What do you mean?" She raised an eyebrow in question.
"Do you mean to tell us that you didn't know that Prince Legolas came into Rivendell this morning?" Her brothers tried hiding their laughter, but couldn't hold it in.
"How would I know? He hasn't been here for such a long time, and when you guys go and visit him in Mirkwood, I was never allowed to go with you." Fonia glared angrily at her brothers.
"Don't worry, Fonia. He'll be here for a while. You can spend lots of time with him later." Elladan nudged his brother in the ribs, and laughed.
"Then I'll make sure I am no where around while he's here." With that, she turned on her heel and headed for the barn. She couldn't believe that was Prince Legolas in there. "Why didn't I recognize him?" she thought to herself. She walked outside the doors of her home and heard laughter. She turned around and looked up, and saw Elladan and Elrohir on the balcony of Legolas's room. They had set a chair out, so of course, Legolas was on the balcony, also. He looked down at her and smiled. Elrohir saw her looking at Legolas.
"Aww, our little sister is falling in love with Prince Legolas." Elladan and Elrohir laughed even more, and Legolas blushed. Fonia didn't find it very funny, either, so she picked up a pebble and chucked it at Elrohir, hitting him square in the head. It was Legolas's turn to laugh.
"Fonia, that hurt," Elrohir said, rubbing his head.
"Good."
"You'd better run, because when I catch you, you'll be in for it." He quickly ran out of Legolas's room and was in the yard before she knew it. Fonia was already in the barn, smiling to herself. She could hear Elrohir running and whining about his head, and she also heard Legolas laughing. She re-bridled and re-saddled Cydrim, mounted, and rode out, and passing her brother, she laughed.
Her thoughts kept returning to Legolas. "He's changed so much since the last time I saw him," she thought to herself, as she headed to the archery grounds.
"Why are you so interested in our sister all of a sudden? You don't have feelings for her, do you?" Elladan asked, a smirk on his face.
"No, I don't, thank you very much. It's just that she has changed so much since I last saw her." He watched Fonia's figure disappear into the distance.
"No, she hasn't. She likes everything she did when you were here last," said Elrohir.
"He meant her looks have changed, stupid," said Elladan.
Legolas stood up. "I need to take a message to your father."
"We can go with you!" the twins said at once.
"I'm fine. I'd rather be by myself right now."
"Okay. We'll see you later!" Elladan and Elrohir left the room and Legolas changed into clean clothes. He put on his quiver and bow, put his twin blades into place, grabbed the letter bearing the crest of the Mirkwood family, and headed to see Elrond.
Fonia let go of the string and an arrow went whizzing into the center of the target.
"Good shot," came a voice from behind her.
She turned around quickly and aimed an arrow at Legolas's heart. "I wouldn't sneak up on me if I were you. I've been told I have a killer aim, and I've never missed a target." She faced the target and let go of the string once more. Her arrow split the one she previously shot in half.
Legolas was equally fast, and letting go of the string, his arrow split hers in half.
"Not bad," she commented. She walked over to Cydrim and stroked her face. "Why do you come here? You should be resting so your wound can heal." She gazed at him while waiting for an answer.
"Your father is a fine healer, and I feel much better. Thank you for your concern." He waited to see if Fonia would say anything. "I came to see if you wanted anything to eat." He pulled some lembas bread out of his saddle bag.
"Thanks, but I'm not hungry." Her stomach chose that second to growl.
"That was really convincing." He broke off a piece and handed it to her. She took it, and took a little bite.
"So," she said between chewing, "why did you really come all the way out here?" She put the last bite into her mouth and chewed.
"Your father told me you wanted to talk to me," he commented.
"Well, he must have heard wrong." She mounted Cydrim, and Legolas followed suit, mounting his own horse.
"Elrond doesn't hear wrong." He looked into her eyes. "It seems that you don't want to talk to me. Why?"
"Why do you ask so many questions of me? What did I ever do to you?"
"You came into my room when you thought I was sleeping, when I was actually awake, and you didn't even say hello to me." He kept looking into her eyes, and she couldn't look away. His eyes were so enchanting. At the moment, they were a pale blue, but they turned into deep pools of water. "Why do you hide what you want to say? It's not as if I'd tell your brothers."
She finally looked away from him and told her horse to walk. Within seconds, Legolas had caught up with her. "How do I know you won't tell Elladan or Elrohir?" She stared into his eyes again.
He offered her his hand. "On my honor as a prince, I swear not to say a word of this conversation to Elladan or Elrohir." He kept his face straight, which made Fonia trust him. She reached her hand out and shook hands with him. She took a sharp intake of breath. His hands were rough, for he was a warrior, but they felt secure and gentle.
"Sorry. Warrior hands. I know they're rough." Fonia let go, and the two elves were quiet for a minute. It was Fonia who broke the silence.
"What is it like to be the Prince of Mirkwood?" she asked, looking straight ahead.
"Everyone is always waiting on me hand and foot, and I can barely ever do things on my own. Whenever I do get out to visit the village, females swarm around me. They are constantly calling me Prince Legolas or My Lord, even after I ask them to call me Legolas. The only time I get away from it is when I get here. It is so peaceful. I could go the whole day here without being bothered."
"It may seem peaceful, but it is so boring here. I want to go on an adventure and sleep outdoors." Fonia looked into the horizon. "Nyë óla i Rómen. Nyë óla i mahta." She took a breath. "I dream of the east. I dream of fighting," she said quietly. Legolas could barely hear her. They got back to the barn, the two elves dismounted and groomed their horses.
"Thank you for listening to me. I haven't been able to talk to anyone about that before," said Fonia. "You're the first person I've told that to."
"What a privilege. I'll be glad to listen to you any time." He smiled and bowed.
"I'll keep that in mind," she replied, and went back to her room, a smile on her face.
A/N: Well, that's all for now. What did you think? Your comments would be much appreciated. Please review. Thank you!!!!!!!!
Reviews: PLEASE SEND SOME IN!!!!!!!!! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!!
Disclaimer: Fonia and Cydrim are my characters, but other than that, all other characters were created by JRR Tolkien.
Chapter Two
After pacing the hall in front of the closed door for about an hour, it suddenly opened and Elrond stepped out, closing the door behind him.
"Will he be okay, Ada? Can I go in to see him?" Concern flooded her face once more, claiming her eyes.
"Yes, he will be fine, but he lost quite a bit of blood. Let him rest so his body can heal. He will be here for a while. You can talk to him later." He gave her a weak smile and walked off. She wanted to obey her father, but she wanted to get another look at the injured elf. She knew he would be sleeping, so she quietly opened the door and slipped in. she just stood by the door observing the form of the sleeping elf. His long, pale blonde hair was spread over the pillow. His chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Her gaze landed on his fair face. His skin was flawless. He was just perfect. She sighed. She wished she could gaze into his eyes.
The elf suddenly stirred, and Fonia jumped out of her day dream. She turned and was halfway out the door, when the elf's eyes fluttered open. He saw her long black hair flowing out the room. The door closed and he fell asleep again.
Fonia walked down the hall and went to turn the corner.
"Why are you here in this hall? Ada told us you weren't supposed to be around here." Elladan awaited her answer.
"I could ask the same of you," she replied, smirking at her brothers.
"We had permission to visit his royal highness," Elrohir commented.
"What do you mean?" She raised an eyebrow in question.
"Do you mean to tell us that you didn't know that Prince Legolas came into Rivendell this morning?" Her brothers tried hiding their laughter, but couldn't hold it in.
"How would I know? He hasn't been here for such a long time, and when you guys go and visit him in Mirkwood, I was never allowed to go with you." Fonia glared angrily at her brothers.
"Don't worry, Fonia. He'll be here for a while. You can spend lots of time with him later." Elladan nudged his brother in the ribs, and laughed.
"Then I'll make sure I am no where around while he's here." With that, she turned on her heel and headed for the barn. She couldn't believe that was Prince Legolas in there. "Why didn't I recognize him?" she thought to herself. She walked outside the doors of her home and heard laughter. She turned around and looked up, and saw Elladan and Elrohir on the balcony of Legolas's room. They had set a chair out, so of course, Legolas was on the balcony, also. He looked down at her and smiled. Elrohir saw her looking at Legolas.
"Aww, our little sister is falling in love with Prince Legolas." Elladan and Elrohir laughed even more, and Legolas blushed. Fonia didn't find it very funny, either, so she picked up a pebble and chucked it at Elrohir, hitting him square in the head. It was Legolas's turn to laugh.
"Fonia, that hurt," Elrohir said, rubbing his head.
"Good."
"You'd better run, because when I catch you, you'll be in for it." He quickly ran out of Legolas's room and was in the yard before she knew it. Fonia was already in the barn, smiling to herself. She could hear Elrohir running and whining about his head, and she also heard Legolas laughing. She re-bridled and re-saddled Cydrim, mounted, and rode out, and passing her brother, she laughed.
Her thoughts kept returning to Legolas. "He's changed so much since the last time I saw him," she thought to herself, as she headed to the archery grounds.
"Why are you so interested in our sister all of a sudden? You don't have feelings for her, do you?" Elladan asked, a smirk on his face.
"No, I don't, thank you very much. It's just that she has changed so much since I last saw her." He watched Fonia's figure disappear into the distance.
"No, she hasn't. She likes everything she did when you were here last," said Elrohir.
"He meant her looks have changed, stupid," said Elladan.
Legolas stood up. "I need to take a message to your father."
"We can go with you!" the twins said at once.
"I'm fine. I'd rather be by myself right now."
"Okay. We'll see you later!" Elladan and Elrohir left the room and Legolas changed into clean clothes. He put on his quiver and bow, put his twin blades into place, grabbed the letter bearing the crest of the Mirkwood family, and headed to see Elrond.
Fonia let go of the string and an arrow went whizzing into the center of the target.
"Good shot," came a voice from behind her.
She turned around quickly and aimed an arrow at Legolas's heart. "I wouldn't sneak up on me if I were you. I've been told I have a killer aim, and I've never missed a target." She faced the target and let go of the string once more. Her arrow split the one she previously shot in half.
Legolas was equally fast, and letting go of the string, his arrow split hers in half.
"Not bad," she commented. She walked over to Cydrim and stroked her face. "Why do you come here? You should be resting so your wound can heal." She gazed at him while waiting for an answer.
"Your father is a fine healer, and I feel much better. Thank you for your concern." He waited to see if Fonia would say anything. "I came to see if you wanted anything to eat." He pulled some lembas bread out of his saddle bag.
"Thanks, but I'm not hungry." Her stomach chose that second to growl.
"That was really convincing." He broke off a piece and handed it to her. She took it, and took a little bite.
"So," she said between chewing, "why did you really come all the way out here?" She put the last bite into her mouth and chewed.
"Your father told me you wanted to talk to me," he commented.
"Well, he must have heard wrong." She mounted Cydrim, and Legolas followed suit, mounting his own horse.
"Elrond doesn't hear wrong." He looked into her eyes. "It seems that you don't want to talk to me. Why?"
"Why do you ask so many questions of me? What did I ever do to you?"
"You came into my room when you thought I was sleeping, when I was actually awake, and you didn't even say hello to me." He kept looking into her eyes, and she couldn't look away. His eyes were so enchanting. At the moment, they were a pale blue, but they turned into deep pools of water. "Why do you hide what you want to say? It's not as if I'd tell your brothers."
She finally looked away from him and told her horse to walk. Within seconds, Legolas had caught up with her. "How do I know you won't tell Elladan or Elrohir?" She stared into his eyes again.
He offered her his hand. "On my honor as a prince, I swear not to say a word of this conversation to Elladan or Elrohir." He kept his face straight, which made Fonia trust him. She reached her hand out and shook hands with him. She took a sharp intake of breath. His hands were rough, for he was a warrior, but they felt secure and gentle.
"Sorry. Warrior hands. I know they're rough." Fonia let go, and the two elves were quiet for a minute. It was Fonia who broke the silence.
"What is it like to be the Prince of Mirkwood?" she asked, looking straight ahead.
"Everyone is always waiting on me hand and foot, and I can barely ever do things on my own. Whenever I do get out to visit the village, females swarm around me. They are constantly calling me Prince Legolas or My Lord, even after I ask them to call me Legolas. The only time I get away from it is when I get here. It is so peaceful. I could go the whole day here without being bothered."
"It may seem peaceful, but it is so boring here. I want to go on an adventure and sleep outdoors." Fonia looked into the horizon. "Nyë óla i Rómen. Nyë óla i mahta." She took a breath. "I dream of the east. I dream of fighting," she said quietly. Legolas could barely hear her. They got back to the barn, the two elves dismounted and groomed their horses.
"Thank you for listening to me. I haven't been able to talk to anyone about that before," said Fonia. "You're the first person I've told that to."
"What a privilege. I'll be glad to listen to you any time." He smiled and bowed.
"I'll keep that in mind," she replied, and went back to her room, a smile on her face.
A/N: Well, that's all for now. What did you think? Your comments would be much appreciated. Please review. Thank you!!!!!!!!
