Chapter Seven: Vanyaleuthil's and Legolas's Journey to Rivendell
"Iriador!" called Vanyaleuthil. "Come!" The crimson unicorn trotted to greet Vanyaleuthil. She stroked Iriador's shimmering white mane and fed the unicorn a sugar cube. Vanyaleuthil was another of her riding costumes—a tight black top that's sleeves nearly reached the ground with a purple vest with alexandrites on the collar. She wore black leggings with a tiny purple skirt with more alexandrites and diamonds along the sides and bottom and shiny black boots with tiny diamonds and opals on the sides. The Harma Mela's stunning diamond glinted gracefully in the sunlight.Her long golden-silver locks were pulled back into a ponytail and braided. It was fastened with an obsidian barrette, darker than midnight, with diamonds and alexandrites, and at the end there was an heart-shaped alexandrite (surrounded by opals) on a black leather strap. She was so beautiful. Vanyaleuthil put the saddle on Iriador and climbed onto the beautiful animal. She gripped the reigns and rode out to the fork in the road outside of Mirkwood. The Araukagil was on her tiny finger, not easily visible under the long belle sleeve.
She was to meet Legolas at the junction. Vanyaleuthil was sad to leave Anya, Lirimalas, and Ëthíathenfírawen behind. They were her dearest friends, but at least Legolas was with her…
Legolas was already there. He was riding a white horse. "Ready, Vanyaleuthil?" he asked.
"Yes."
Vanyaleuthil adjusted the pack on Iriador that held all of her clothing. Iriador carried all of her belongings. He was so strong and trusted Vanyaleuthil so much. Iriador was beginning to trust Legolas, too.
The horse and unicorn walked slowly and Vanyaleuthil and Legolas talked. "The One Ring has been found. A small hobbit carries it. A council will take place."
Is this how I will save Middle-earth? Vanyaleuthil wondered to herself.
"I heard so," Vanyaleuthil said kindly to Legolas. She played with her long, beautiful, silky hair.
In a few hours, Legolas said, "We've reached the Misty Mountains."
The sky was cloudy and thunder rumbled. It was late afternoon. "Shall we stop for the night?" Legolas said.
"No," replied Vanyaleuthil, "We can manage the storm."
"What storm? It's only cloudy now."
BOOM.
A blizzard began. There was thunder and lightning and driving snow.
"This storm!" laughed Vanyaleuthil beautifully.
Legolas grinned. The snowed collected in the Elves' hair, but Vanyaleuthil's didn't look any less beautiful. When they got off the Misty Mountains, Vanyaleuthil and Legolas came to a stream. Vanyaleuthil undid her braid and washed her blonde hair in the river. Legolas did, too. Vanyaleuthil re-braided her hair (and it was just as perfect as before) to look presentable.
Vanyaleuthil and Legolas arrived in Rivendell a few hours later. Elrond invited Vanyaleuthil to stay with Arwen. Vanyaleuthil took a full two-hour bath to be completely clean. She began dressing before the council.
She donned an elegant silk gown (with a softly curved U-shaped collar) of dark, midnight blue with long, floor-length sweeping belle sleeves, a collar, and skirt of lavender. The bodice had pale purple and blue flowers embroidered into it. Tiny pearls, blue diamonds, and opals were sewn around the collar and the end of the sleeves and underskirt. Vanyaleuthil wore a chain belt of small blue topaz, amethyst, and pearls. She wore her favorite necklace, the Harma Mela, a 80-carat heart-shaped pure white diamond that made the Silmarils look like dirt clods full of scraggly weeds, surrounded by tens of pearls of every shade, elegant, speckled opals, and other gems of all types, cuts, and colors. Vanyaleuthil kept the Araukagil on. She pulled the top layers of her radiant hair into four intricate buns rolled together and pinned with barrettes of sapphire and amethyst in the shape of roses. Little diamonds decorated it. The rest of her beautiful hair was left down is shimmering curls of gold and silver. Vanyaleuthil wore a tiara of lavender coral with an large opal surrounded by tiny pearls. She wore small amethyst globe earrings set in blue corral. Her slippers were dark blue with a tiny heart-shaped opal on top surrounded by tiny amethysts.
Arwen looked up at her from a large book she was struggling with. "Vanyaleuthil, can you please help me understand this?"
Vanyaleuthil glided gracefully over and easily explained the plot of the epic Arwen could not understand.
"Oh, goodness, Vanyaleuthil. You are so witty!" Arwen exclaimed.
Vanyaleuthil said, "Oh, no…I'm really not."
Arwen got up to wash her face in the crystal clear water. She pointed to a few small red spots on her cheeks. "Oh, Vanyaleuthil, how I wish I didn't have these."
Vanyaleuthil's flawless skin had never known a pimple, but she didn't brag. "It's all right, Arwen. You are still very beautiful."
"Oh, but nowhere near as you! Your hair is like silver silk full of diamonds with golden comets racing through it with angels riding on the comets! My hair—oh—it's this flat mop, and the color! 'Tis so plain! Your eyes are like an endless sky of sapphires with a flaming star from the heavens, straight from the heavens—and mine are just a boring gray-blue…" Arwen sighed loudly. "How I wish I could have your figure…it's like an hourglass. You have such a big bust! And I'm this flat, silly little girl…"
It was true. Vanyaleuthil was very big, plump, perfectly rounded breasts, making her extremely sexy.
"And your voice! There are legends about it! And your voice is more amazing than the legends!"
"How do you know?" Vanyaleuthil asked, a beautiful smile coming to her perfectly angelic face.
Arwen blushed. "I sneaked into one of your bedrooms, the one down the hall, and listened to you last night; it was so beautiful."
Vanyaleuthil had poured all of her deepest feelings into the song. Her outstanding singing voice had earned Vanyaleuthil her second name, Ancalima, Angel. (It was impossible to sum up Vanyaleuthil in a single name.)
"Thank you," Vanyaleuthil said and Arwen left.
Legolas appeared in Vanyaleuthil's doorway. "The council is about to begin," he said gently.
Legolas took her hand, and he felt the Araukagil. "You brought the Araukagil?" he whispered.
"I couldn't leave it; it could be stolen," Vanyaleuthil replied.
"I'm glad you did. Who knows what danger we could face? That was very wise," Legolas said.
Vanyaleuthil smiled her dazzling smile. "I knew you would approve, Legolas."