AN: HI! I am so sorry I couldn't update sooner, but I was grounded ((shifty eyes)) Yeah… It's spring break for me right now, but I leave tomorrow for Colorado (tomorrow is also my birthday…) and don't get back until late Friday. Then I have a Karate tournament on Sat. and then Sun. is my last day off, so I really don't know when I'll be able to update again. I also am suffering major sugar loss because I gave up all sweets for lent, so my brain hasn't been working very well… Oh well. Thanx to everyone who reviewed, it really helped. I think that's all…
Disclaimer: I don't own Middle Earth, or that kinda stuff and I don't own any characters except Aster. Cheesy and Emily own themselves. I also don't own my sister's cello, which isn't mentioned, but still!
Chapter 6
"Miss?"
Someone nudged Aster, she groaned and rolled over.
"Please Miss, you must get up."
"Just five more minutes, mom," Aster said groggily.
Whoever it was laughed softly, and shook Aster. "Get up."
"Alright, alright. Can't anyone get a decent amount of sleep around here?" Aster asked as she sat up. She looked around blurrily for a few moments then rubbed her eyes. A female elf, obviously a maid, stood in front of her. There was a dress laid on a bench at the end of the bed. The maid went over and opened the curtains, allowing the sun to light up the room. Aster closed her eyes against the sudden burst of bright light.
"Lady Galadriel instructed me to tell you to hurry," the maid said as she picked up Aster's clothes from yesterday.
Aster swung her legs off her bed, and slowly got up, stretching and yawning. The maid quickly scurried from the room to give Aster some privacy while she dressed. When she finished, she walked out into the hall where she met Emily a couple minutes later.
Emily yawned widely, "I'm so ti-ti-ti-ti-tired."
"Ditto." Still yawning they headed to where they had met Galadriel the night before. When they got there, Galadriel wasn't there, but someone else was.
It was a female elf with long dark brown hair and green eyes. When she noticed them she smiled and said, "Hey! I'm Rachel, though please don't call me that. I prefer THE Cheese Turkey or Cheesy. Galadriel keeps insisting that my name is Nienna, though."
"That is your name," Galadriel said emerging from the shadows. Cheesy, Emily and Aster jumped.
"When did you get here?" Cheesy asked, confused.
"I have been here since you got here."
"Well you almost gave me a heart-attack. You can't just do that to people."
"Wait a minute, are you THE Cheese Turkey from Aster asked.
"Yup! That's me."
"That's so cool! I love your fan fictions! They're so funny and random."
"Thanks. By the way, what are your names?" Cheesy asked.
"Can we please begin the lessons?" Galadriel asked.
Aster ignored her and said, "I'm Aster and this is Emily. Our Elvish names are Laiorë and Aerel, though."
"Cool!" Cheesy said.
"SIT DOWN NOW SO WE CAN BEGIN!" Galadriel had freaked, she obviously didn't like being ignored.
"EEP!" Cheesy, Aster and Emily said in unison, sitting down.
"Thank you," Galadriel said, suddenly back to being completely calm and composed. "We shall begin with a short summary explaining your classes. The desks you are sitting at will be yours until you are ready to leave. In the drawer you will find papers, quills, ink and charcoal sticks. You will need to copy down every thing I write on the chalkboard."
"You have chalkboards here?" Aster asked in amazement.
"Yes, we do. In each class you will take you will be required to complete what I believe you call 'homework.' In your sewing and weaving classes you will obviously be sewing and weaving. In elvish you will learn Sindarin, we do not speak Quenya. In dancing, you will be learning to dance. Sword-fighting, how to fight well with swords and other bladed weapons, and archery, well, archery. Is that understood?"
"When you say dancing, do you mean, like, ballroom dancing?" Aster asked.
"I believe that is what you call it."
Aster groaned and muttered, "I hate dancing…"
Galadriel ignored this comment and said, "Well, we shall begin with sewing." She handed out fabric, needles and thread.
Emily stared at the items handed to her, before she sighed, remembering that they would have to be doing it all by hand, with no sewing machines.
They spent an hour and a half hour on sewing, then went onto weaving.
"Now, we shall begin Elvish. We shall begin with comparing Quenya and Sindarin. Then at the end of the lesson I will teach you some key Elvish phrases."
It was amazing to the three girls how boring Galadriel could make Elvish. They took notes dully, wondering when it would end. Eventually Galadriel finished explaining why they were learning Sindarin and the difference between it and Quenya.
"Now, we shall move on to phrases. Please copy this down."
Galadriel wrote:
'Hellos:
Suilad- Greetings
Mae Govannen- Well met
Gîl sîla erin lû e-govaded vín- A star shines upon the hour of our meeting
Baren bar lin. Le hannon a tholel- My home is your home. Thank you for coming
Good-byes:
Navaer- Farewell
Na-den pedim ad- Until we speak again
Le cenithon ned lû thent- I will see you in a short time
Nîr tôl erin baded lîn- A tear comes on your going
Cuio mae- Live well
Garo arad vaer- Have a good day
No i Melain na le- May the Valar be with you
Sílo Anor bo men lín- May the sun shine on your road'
"I will expect you to have these memorized by tomorrow, and you must also have a five page paper written on the difference between Quenya and Sindarin and why we are studying Sindarin. Now, if you will please go to the training field were Rumil, Orophin and Haldir will start your sword-fighting and archery lessons. Garo arad vaer," Galadriel said.
Aster, Emily and Cheesy looked at her confused for a minute, then glanced at the board.
"Oh…Navaer," Emily said uncertainly.
The three girls left. As soon as they were out Cheesy said, "Can you believe her! Five pages and memorizing all that stuff!"
"Yeah," Aster agreed. "We can't do much about it, though."
Cheesy sighed and asked, "So…do you know where the training field is?"
"Um…no?" Emily said, looking around, as though for a sign leading the way.
They wandered around for a little while before they asked an elf for directions.
"Excuse me. Could you tell us how to get to the training fields?" Emily asked.
The elf stared at them blankly. "Man?"
"Let me try," Cheesy said, stepping forward. "Where training field?" she said caveman style, miming shooting an arrow.
A look of comprehension dawned on the elves face, and he pointed a ways to the right, "Ennas.(there)"
"Thank you," Aster smiled.
The elf gave them a weird look than walked off.
Emily snickered. "You now, I bet he's never seen an elf have to use caveman talk before."
"Yeah, very funny. Let's just get there. We're already late," Aster said, attempting to break the fight up.
"Alright."
They reached the training fields to find Rumil, Orophin, and Haldir waiting for them. When Haldir spotted them, he came over. "What took you so long?"
"We got lost," Aster responded. She looked at Emily and Cheesy for support, and found them both staring at Haldir.
"Yeah…that's right…" Emily said distractedly.
"Alright. Let's get started. Aerel you'll be working with Orophin, Laiorë you will be with Rumil, and Nienna you will be with me," Haldir said, seeming not to notice.
Emily walked over to Orophin. "What are we doing first?" she asked.
"We will start with elven swords," he showed her one. He offered it to her, and she cringed slightly, "It won't hurt you." She took it slowly and held it, still eyeing it warily.
"Let's start."
After a long and tiring practice, the girls nearly crawled off the field, they were so sore. Only Cheesy seemed to be feeling fine.
"That was easy! I love the sword!" she said, happily.
"Easy for you to say," Aster groaned. Her arms were tired from lifting the sword over and over again.
"Nienna! Wait!" The girls turned to see who was shouting after them. It was Haldir. "I forgot to tell you, you have dancing right now, in Galadriel's house."
His words were met by a loud groan from Aster and Emily. Aster had taken ballet for several years in her old life, and hated all forms of dancing because of it. Emily didn't mind most kinds of dancing, but she had taken ballroom for a ter, and hated that. They made there way to the house, and spent another two hours learning "the lively art of dancing" as Galadriel called it. Finally they were allowed to return to their rooms.
Aster and Emily stumbled into the house, and, after a weary good-night, fell into bed without bothering to take their clothes off.
Well, that's chapter six.
I actually based Galadriel on my English teacher. She freaks out sometimes at us, and is very feminine. She is pure evil, and forces us to write a three page paper almost every night. I thought it would be kinda fun to have Galadriel be like her…
Once again, I'm sorry about the long wait for this chapter. I was grounded until the end of term…I'll try to update again before my break ends, but I really can't promise anything.
Also, I'm sorry if there are any incomplete words, or missing words, but i have this cybersitter thing on my comp, and it erases some words. I'm not sure which, but I'm really sorry if anything was hard to understand because of this.
Reponses to reviews:
THECheeseTurkey- It's fine. I got all your info down, as you can see…
Elvish Translations:
Man?- What?
Ennas.- There.
That's all…