Sam's Thoughts
Elvish translations
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"You should be careful what you say you could be thrown in prison for saying things like that." He warned. The healer then got up and moved over to one of the cupboards nearby and came back with some bandages and a bowl of water.
He cleaned her wound then sat her up to rebind it.
"You should get some rest. You don't heal as quickly as us elves." He said as he helped her lie down again.
"No. I don't." she took the herbs that the healer told her to put in her mouth then closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
It wasn't till a month later that Sam was aloud to leave her bed. She had move out of the hospital wing three days after she woke up but had to be carried everywhere. Not that she didn't trying to move around but Legolas always made sure that someone was with her when she was awake.
He would spend most of his time with her except when she ordered him to his own room to sleep or to eat in the great hall with everyone else as was expected of him.
Gimli would also spend most of his time with her but he would leave when ever Sam showed any sign of not wanting him their even if she didn't voice her opinion.
After a month she couldn't take being in bed anymore so she took the liberty of getting herself out of bed on one of the rare occasions that she was alone and moving herself to the window. Legolas had fused over her when he returned but she had refused to be carried around from then on.
Two weeks later she was on her feet doing what ever she wanted. She was still pained by her wound if she stretched by other then that she was fine. She also didn't try to use her weapons knowing that that would be going to far and Legolas had threaten to tie her to her bed if she did.
As soon as she was able to ride a horse again she insisted that she was returning to Gondor.
"I refuse to be treated like this. He stares down on me as if I'm an insect that needs to be squished and I won't stand for it." Sam told Legolas.
"He just needs to get to know you."
"He has made if perfectly clear that he doesn't want to get to know me. Anyway why should it matter to him who you marry? It's not like your heir to the throne."
"Yes but it my father feels that what his children do will reflect on him. He doesn't agree that elves should have children with humans. That is why he hates Elrond so much, he's only half elven."
"What so he's begrudging you what you want because he has a thing against my race. You know this is the type of thing that started most of the wars on my planet, racism."
"If I convinced my father to talk to you once more would you?" Legolas asked her. "If he still doesn't agree with you then we'll leave and I won't ask you to talk to him ever again. Please."
"Fine, but I won't be responsible for what I say or do if he pisses me off."
Two days later Sam found herself in the King's study waiting for him to turn up. Legolas said that Thranduil would come to her after a meeting he was at.
She waited for ten minutes before he arrived.
"Ah yes Legolas said you would be here."
"Yes and I've been waiting for the past ten minutes, your majesty."
"The meeting went longer then I expected."
"Fare enough."
They sat staring at each other for awhile.
"How are you feeling now? The healers said you were lucky to be alive." The king asked, breaking the tense silence between them.
"I'm much better, thank you. Although I was quite annoyed with your son for sitting there for two days watching me. My CO use to do that."
"Your CO?"
"My Commanding Officer."
"So you were in the army where you come from."
Ok how to explain the Air Force without going into detail about aeroplanes? Oh well army is close enough.
"Yeah."
"Yes"
"What so now you're correcting the way I speak?"
"Well it seems that whether my son has my permission or not she is still going to marry you so I may as well accept it."
"Thank you so much." She said rolling her eyes. "So nice to know I'm appreciated."
"And if you are to marry my son then you must look the part, which is very I would like to ask a few things of you." The king continued.
"Well if you tell me what they are and give me a good reason to do them then I will."
"Thank you." The king stood up and started to wander around the room.
"Firstly, and I'm sure this goes without saying but I will say it anyway. I want you to give my son children. I'm sure that you are aware of the fact that elves can die of grief and they also only take one love in their life. But considering you are mortal that could be a problem but if he had children to take care of after your death then he would live through it like I did."
"Okay I can agree to that. What ever you might think I don't love Legolas because of his looks or because he is a prince. The last thing I would want is for him to die because of me."
"Well I'm glad we can agree on something. Secondly, I want you to have an official elven name for when you're in court. Similar to what the king of Gondor has, I believe he is called Elessar in court and Aragorn by his family and friends."
"What would that name be?" she asked.
"Well that does Samantha mean?" the king asked walking over to a bookshelf and taking down one of the books.
She thought for a moment then said, "Listener to God."
"Very well the elvish translation of Samantha is Mélawen. How about that?"
She sat for a moment thinking the name over. Then she nodded.
"I could live with that." She said.
The king nodded and put the book back on its shelf.
"Alright I also want you to talk to my daughter, Lohtë. It is very clear to me that you haven't got a clue about life in the court I with case you wouldn't last a day."
"Fine, is that all?"
"Yes, thank you. You may go Mélawen." She stood and curtsied to the King before turning to leave.
"If you see Legolas can you tell him to come and see me please?" Thranduil asked as she left.
"Yes, I'll tell him, your highness."
She found Legolas and gave him the message, also asking him to come to her room when had talked to the king.
He came back two hours later looking a lot happier then he was when he left.
"Why are you so cheerful?"
"My father has accepted you I think that is reason enough to be cheerful."
"Yes well I don't mean to bust your bubble but why is everyone talking about marriage all of a sudden. I mean we haven't even known each other for a year."
"It is up to you Sam, I would love to bind myself to you right here and now if I could but if you aren't ready then I'm willing to wait."
"No Legolas I would love to marry you I just wish that someone had told me first before planning my future for me."
"I'm sorry Sam I didn't mean for you to lose control of your life."
"Well I'll forgive you but you have to give me a kiss first."
He did just that and Sam then told Legolas what his father had told her.
"He must really love you." Sam told him.
"He says that I remind him of my mother."
"Then she must have been very beautiful." She said cuddling into his chest.
"Just as you are." He replied.