Revised Version - actually all the chapters are revised now, why do I keep putting this stupid notice up?

Chapter 5

Disclaimer : This isn't mine, its Tolkien's, woo, that's a lot of fanfics he owns. If fanfics were £1 coins, I bet he could buy a large county. I bet he could buy the Queen, bless her.

I figured right. I've been walking for ages, And another thing, the amount of stairs that are in this place, its massive, they must really like stairs, judging by the number of them that they have built, and that I regrettibly, have had to climb. Its still one behind and one in front, don't know why, but I feel like a naughty kid.

Seems that we must be going right into the inner chambers, this is because the father we walk, the more Elves are present in the corridors. I don't like this, I've got a bad feeling about it, they seem to almost secrete suspicion. What? Its not like I am walking round carrying a big blood dripping knife is it? I don't exactly look dangerous! Or, at least I don't think I do.

But you never know with other cultures, maybe to them denim is highly offensive.

I really don't know where we are going, and I can't image what's going to happen next. There is a largish hall ahead, with some big oaken doors at the end, yep, that looks like our destination, unless we are going to do a sharp U-turn.

Ooh, we are at the fancy looking doors finally, both of my escort (I have to say it, they can escort me any day) took a handle each pulled open the doors, now instead of walking behind and in front of me, both Elves marched me through the doors and forward, to the centre of the hall. Sat on a very grand looking throne was what I could only have guessed was the king. Its sort of obvious as my two escorters have just bowed to him and now gone and stood by the door. I feel very stupid, just stood here awkwardly while everyone, well everyone to the total of the three people in this massive cave type room look at me.

"Who are you?"

"Katie" I responded, trying my best not to sound sarcastic.

"Katie? You are called only Katie?" Mr King said, he sounded as though he thought that unusual.

"Well, no. My full name is Katie Rhiannon Clare Aldis, but I never get called that.

"What is your age, child?" His Kingliness asked me.

"Child!" I said, frowning.

"Yes. You are a child are you not?" Though that didn't really sound like a question to me.

"I'm not a child, I'm 17!"

"So you are a child, you are also acting like one." Stupid smug king.

"My Elves informed me that you were found in one of my trees, and that you refused to come down when ordered too. Is this correct?"

"Yes" what does he expect me to say? No, I was dancing around naked in circles?

"Explain yourself!" Hmm, total lack of perfectly acceptable reason for being in one of his trees seems to have angered king. Bad as he doesn't seem to be the kind you mess about. Note to self - think before opening mouth in future.

"Something small and smelly shot me, what would you do? Go running after it shouting 'you forgot your arrow'?" Oh crap. Note to self - try to remember previous notes to selves. Big big VERY big mistake. Stupid mouth running away with me.Why when it really matters does that happen? I think I'm going to pay for this one. Oh nuts...

King looks to furious to speak, I can hear the Elves at the door muttering to each other in disbelief. The king is an unnatural shade of red. Defiantly not a good sign.

"SILENCE! You two! Take her away! I will not be spoken to like that by a child! And In my OWN HALLS!"

The Elves are running forward, "You" He said, pointing a finger at me, square between the eyes, "You will learn what respect is!"

That was it, the Elves both took an elbow and pulled me away. To be honest, I'm quite glad. I don't like being shouted at. I'm also quite pleased with myself, in a twsited sort of way. Normally in that sort of situation I would have burst into tears, and would have started hiccupping "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over again like a broken record. Which would have embarrassed everyone involved, or more specifically me.

I think we have created a safe distance between us and the king, which is what they seem to be thinking too, that might be the reason why they've both let go of my elbows and why they are chatting to each other as we walk. I can't understand what they are talking about, but considering what had just gone on, I've got a feeling what the main subject is, (also the fact that I kept catching them looking at me as they talk is a big clue).

I think I will just shut up for now, every time I open my mouth I seem to get into trouble.

This area looks a lot less nice than where we have come from, so I'm guessing that we are near the dungeons.

Yes, I'm right, I can see lots of rows of rusty looking metal doors ahead of me. Not that it matters really, but I wonder which one is mine, and another thing, how long was I in there for?

I'll ask them, I'm sure one of these two will know. Ok here goes!

Oh, too late, we are here, wherever here is. One of them produced a key, unlocked the door and held it open for me to go through. That's nice, or maybe that's typical dungeon warden behaviour. Well, if he is going to be polite, I can do polite too. I am polite, usually.

"Thank you" I said adding an extra lovely smile as I walked in.

Hahaha, that got the effect I wanted! Both dungeon keepers looked mildly surprised. But that was it.

One of them looked at me as if he was going to say something, but he just closed the door, shaking his head as he did so.

A/N : I wanted to put more in this chapter, but it didn't quite work out. This one turned out to be longer than I thought it would be. Next chapter will be much more interesting. What a painful lesson Katie learned today. Well it was bound to happen sooner or later.

Moriarwen

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