OK so this chapter is a bit longer, and I know that not a lot happens. I'm already on chapter four and not a lot has happened. But please, bare with me. Lot's of interesting things will be happening soon. Thank you very much to those of you who reviewed my last chapter, you are greatly appreciated. Please r&r!
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The young woman groaned a bit as she turned in her bed. No…not her bed. She was lying on something else. Her eyes cracked open just a bit and she looked around. She appeared to be outside. She was lying on some kind of thin mat. There were brightly glowing lamps hanging everywhere, slightly clouding her vision. Where was she? She tried to call out for someone. But her throat was dry and scratchy, and no coherent sounds could be made. Her head turned to the right, and she nearly screamed when she saw a strange woman looking down at her. The woman smiled warmly.
Ruali knelt down and placed a hand on the girls forehead. "Your fever is down," she spoke in a soft voice. "And you are finally awake. I must call for Celeborn." The elven woman stood up and scrambled out to the hallway. The teenager laid on her thin mat, starring around the room with great confusion. Moments later, Celeborn came into the room. He walked over to where she lay. He stood above her with a smile. "I am glad o see you have finally awoken. Now, I would like to ask you a few questions."
She simply starred up at the man. He had sandy blond hair, and was dressed in silk robes, lined with gold. There was a strange looked crown around his head. He appeared somewhat middle aged. He was also, much to the young girls astonishment, glowing.
"Wh…who…" she tried to ask. Her mouth was completely dry. Celeborn took a wooden bowl in his hands and knelt down. He held it to her lips. After regarding the bowl for a few moments, she began to drink greedily. When she had managed to drink the bowls entire contents, Celeborn put the bowl down. "Can you speak now?" he questioned. She nodded yes. "Good. Now perhaps you could tell me what you were doing…"
"Who are you? Where am I? How long have I been here?" she screamed frantically. Her breathing became heavy and erratic. Haldir entered the room silently. He'd seen Ruali in the hallway, and she had told him that the girl had awoken.
"I am Celeborn, lord of the Golden wood. You are in Lothlorien. You have been here a little over three days."
The young girl starred in wide eyed panic. Days? Had the man just said days? Her father was going to kill her. Literally. "How…how did I get here?" she asked.
The march warden watched with hidden curiosity as he stepped closer to the two. "One of my men, Haldir, found you lying unconscious in the entrance of the wood. He brought you here."
She starred at the man, Celeborn was it? Where was Lothlorien? Who was Haldir? What was going on? It was then that she noticed the presence of another male in the room. He was watching them with a neutral expression. Celeborn followed her gaze. "Haldir," he greeted happily. He stood up and walked to the other elf's side. "Look who's finally woken up."
She watched the two men. The newest arrival looked a bit younger then the other man. He was about six feet tall. He had straight blond hair, which was pulled back. He looked well built. He was kind of pale, but had that glowing thing going on as well. Her chocolate eyes met his icy blue ones for a moment, and she quickly looked away. That was Haldir? He was gorgeous, to say the least. She tried not to stare at him. She was actually thankful when they began speaking again.
"Ruali told me," Haldir informed Celeborn. "Have you found out her name yet? Or what she was doing here?"
He shook his head. "She just woke up. And look at her. She is frightened. Not to mention she has no idea where she is."
The young girl cleared her throat, gaining the two men's attention. "Do you know how rude it is to talk about someone like their not here? Especially when their sitting right in front of you," she asked boldly. The two males starred blankly at her for some moments.
"She does not seem very frightened to me," the march warden said. He stalked towards her. He looked down at her with the same stone expression he had had when he'd walked into the room. "What is your name? Why are you here? How did you get so injured?" She starred up at the handsome, and seemingly impatient man, unable to answer any of his questions. He narrowed his blue eyes at her in annoyance. "Answer quickly. Now."
Celeborn quickly went to the march wardens side and took his arm in a firm grip. "Haldir," he said. "Can you not see she is confused? Not to mention completely exhausted and hurt. Leave her be. We will get answers from her, I promise. Go and tell Ruali to gather some food for our guest, she must be starving."
Haldir grumbled a bit. He then turned and walked out of the room, and went in search of Ruali. Celeborn gave a warm smile to the girl. He was just as curious as Haldir, but he knew that he would get no where with the frightened girl by demanding answers. Even though he had been the one to bring her here, the captain was not exactly fond of the company of humans. Especially those whom he assumed were trespassing in his home.
"I must apologize on Haldir's behalf," he said. "I fear he is much to eager for his own good. I do expect all of his questions to be answered, mind you. But only after you have taken your rest and are feeling better. I shall leave you now. I assume you are still quite tired. Haldir or Ruali will be bringing you up some food shortly."
Not knowing what to say or ask, the young girl laid silent as Celeborn left. She could only wonder who these strange people were, and where exactly this 'Lothlorien' was. She wondered if she was even in Washington anymore. Or if her father had dumped her in some woods far away from her home. Maybe these people were some type of psycho tree worshiping cult, who were going to sacrifice her to their God. She shuddered, although it probably wasn't true. With her luck, it would be much worse.
She tried not to think about it. Instead, she focused her attention on the throbbing pain that coursed through her body. After the beating she had received, she'd been sure she might have had no broken rib or two. Even though she was still hurting, it wasn't that bad. Maybe these tree freaks had helped her somehow. She laid back and starred up at the ceiling. Instead of the yellow wall she was used to seeing, she saw the sky. And…tree branches? Was she in a tree? What in the hell?!
Haldir came back into the room carrying a large plate of lembas, meat, and some vegetables. He also carried a goblet filled with cold water. The girl turned her attention to him when she saw him entering the room. She heard her stomach growl as she spied the plate of food. Haldir placed the plate of food at the end of the mat. The two of them regarded each other cautiously.
"Here," he said emotionlessly. She starred at the unreachable food, then at the blond man.
"Uh…do you mind moving that up here please?" she questioned. The march warden stood up and moved to the side of the mat. "Not until all of my questions are answered," he told her in a low, calm voice. He was kneeling beside her, starring at her with those icy eyes. She shifted unconsciously under his gaze. She wanted nothing more then to tell him to take his questions and shove them. But she was starving. So she nodded, urging him to ask away.
"Tell me your name, and where you hail from." She noted the way he didn't even state it as a question, more of a command.
"My name is Akira Richards. I uh…hail from Seattle."
Haldir continued to stare at her. After long moments of studying her with no expression, he spoke. "I have not heard of this Seattle. Tell me, Akira," he said speaking her name somewhat accusingly. "Are you really human? Or some spy sent from Sarumon?" She scrunched her brow in confusion. He really was crazy. What kind of question was that? Was she human. "Perhaps this Seattle is orc country." Haldir saw how her eyes kept straying to the plate of food. He did feel a slight tug of guilt for what he was doing, but he wanted answers. He had to know if he had let an orc spy into his home.
"What's an orc?" she asked. His answer wouldn't matter to her. She'd already made up her mind that indeed he was one of the insane tree huggers. She was only trying to stall him. Haldir saw that there was genuine confusion on her face. She did not know what an orc was. He sighed with a bit of relief showing through. He'd actually thought that this little human girl was a spy. That brought him to his next question. "What are you doing trespassing in these lands?"
Akira's hungry gaze was drawn from the plate of food. "I wasn't trespassing," she said defensively. "I don't even know how I got here."
The march warden scoffed at this. Although he knew now that she was not a spy, but she was obviously lying. How could she not know how she'd gotten here? "I want the truth from you girl," he said. Akira flinched at the tone of his voice.
"I told you that I didn't know. That is the truth, I swear. Now can I please eat?"
The elf shook his head. She would have no food until he got his answers. And he was not feeling all to patient at the moment. During these times of war, no one could be trusted. Especially not strange maidens such as this Akira. "How did you receive your injuries? Were you in some kind of duel?"
Akira really did not want to answer his question. But God, was she hungry. Her stomach was running on empty. She mumbled her answer, but Haldir's elven hearing caught it. As soon as her words were spoken, the march warden regretted his harsh treatment. Though he did not show his remorse openly. She turned her pleading brown eyes to him. "I've answered all your questions, and I'm starving here. Can you just please let me eat now?" Haldir brought the plate of food to her. She quickly began eating. Then, the elf quietly slipped out of the room to go find Celeborn.
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Please review this chapter. It's my birthday, so I'll just count it as another birthday present!
Haldir- But your birthday was yes...
*puts hand over his mouth.* Never mind him all!
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The young woman groaned a bit as she turned in her bed. No…not her bed. She was lying on something else. Her eyes cracked open just a bit and she looked around. She appeared to be outside. She was lying on some kind of thin mat. There were brightly glowing lamps hanging everywhere, slightly clouding her vision. Where was she? She tried to call out for someone. But her throat was dry and scratchy, and no coherent sounds could be made. Her head turned to the right, and she nearly screamed when she saw a strange woman looking down at her. The woman smiled warmly.
Ruali knelt down and placed a hand on the girls forehead. "Your fever is down," she spoke in a soft voice. "And you are finally awake. I must call for Celeborn." The elven woman stood up and scrambled out to the hallway. The teenager laid on her thin mat, starring around the room with great confusion. Moments later, Celeborn came into the room. He walked over to where she lay. He stood above her with a smile. "I am glad o see you have finally awoken. Now, I would like to ask you a few questions."
She simply starred up at the man. He had sandy blond hair, and was dressed in silk robes, lined with gold. There was a strange looked crown around his head. He appeared somewhat middle aged. He was also, much to the young girls astonishment, glowing.
"Wh…who…" she tried to ask. Her mouth was completely dry. Celeborn took a wooden bowl in his hands and knelt down. He held it to her lips. After regarding the bowl for a few moments, she began to drink greedily. When she had managed to drink the bowls entire contents, Celeborn put the bowl down. "Can you speak now?" he questioned. She nodded yes. "Good. Now perhaps you could tell me what you were doing…"
"Who are you? Where am I? How long have I been here?" she screamed frantically. Her breathing became heavy and erratic. Haldir entered the room silently. He'd seen Ruali in the hallway, and she had told him that the girl had awoken.
"I am Celeborn, lord of the Golden wood. You are in Lothlorien. You have been here a little over three days."
The young girl starred in wide eyed panic. Days? Had the man just said days? Her father was going to kill her. Literally. "How…how did I get here?" she asked.
The march warden watched with hidden curiosity as he stepped closer to the two. "One of my men, Haldir, found you lying unconscious in the entrance of the wood. He brought you here."
She starred at the man, Celeborn was it? Where was Lothlorien? Who was Haldir? What was going on? It was then that she noticed the presence of another male in the room. He was watching them with a neutral expression. Celeborn followed her gaze. "Haldir," he greeted happily. He stood up and walked to the other elf's side. "Look who's finally woken up."
She watched the two men. The newest arrival looked a bit younger then the other man. He was about six feet tall. He had straight blond hair, which was pulled back. He looked well built. He was kind of pale, but had that glowing thing going on as well. Her chocolate eyes met his icy blue ones for a moment, and she quickly looked away. That was Haldir? He was gorgeous, to say the least. She tried not to stare at him. She was actually thankful when they began speaking again.
"Ruali told me," Haldir informed Celeborn. "Have you found out her name yet? Or what she was doing here?"
He shook his head. "She just woke up. And look at her. She is frightened. Not to mention she has no idea where she is."
The young girl cleared her throat, gaining the two men's attention. "Do you know how rude it is to talk about someone like their not here? Especially when their sitting right in front of you," she asked boldly. The two males starred blankly at her for some moments.
"She does not seem very frightened to me," the march warden said. He stalked towards her. He looked down at her with the same stone expression he had had when he'd walked into the room. "What is your name? Why are you here? How did you get so injured?" She starred up at the handsome, and seemingly impatient man, unable to answer any of his questions. He narrowed his blue eyes at her in annoyance. "Answer quickly. Now."
Celeborn quickly went to the march wardens side and took his arm in a firm grip. "Haldir," he said. "Can you not see she is confused? Not to mention completely exhausted and hurt. Leave her be. We will get answers from her, I promise. Go and tell Ruali to gather some food for our guest, she must be starving."
Haldir grumbled a bit. He then turned and walked out of the room, and went in search of Ruali. Celeborn gave a warm smile to the girl. He was just as curious as Haldir, but he knew that he would get no where with the frightened girl by demanding answers. Even though he had been the one to bring her here, the captain was not exactly fond of the company of humans. Especially those whom he assumed were trespassing in his home.
"I must apologize on Haldir's behalf," he said. "I fear he is much to eager for his own good. I do expect all of his questions to be answered, mind you. But only after you have taken your rest and are feeling better. I shall leave you now. I assume you are still quite tired. Haldir or Ruali will be bringing you up some food shortly."
Not knowing what to say or ask, the young girl laid silent as Celeborn left. She could only wonder who these strange people were, and where exactly this 'Lothlorien' was. She wondered if she was even in Washington anymore. Or if her father had dumped her in some woods far away from her home. Maybe these people were some type of psycho tree worshiping cult, who were going to sacrifice her to their God. She shuddered, although it probably wasn't true. With her luck, it would be much worse.
She tried not to think about it. Instead, she focused her attention on the throbbing pain that coursed through her body. After the beating she had received, she'd been sure she might have had no broken rib or two. Even though she was still hurting, it wasn't that bad. Maybe these tree freaks had helped her somehow. She laid back and starred up at the ceiling. Instead of the yellow wall she was used to seeing, she saw the sky. And…tree branches? Was she in a tree? What in the hell?!
Haldir came back into the room carrying a large plate of lembas, meat, and some vegetables. He also carried a goblet filled with cold water. The girl turned her attention to him when she saw him entering the room. She heard her stomach growl as she spied the plate of food. Haldir placed the plate of food at the end of the mat. The two of them regarded each other cautiously.
"Here," he said emotionlessly. She starred at the unreachable food, then at the blond man.
"Uh…do you mind moving that up here please?" she questioned. The march warden stood up and moved to the side of the mat. "Not until all of my questions are answered," he told her in a low, calm voice. He was kneeling beside her, starring at her with those icy eyes. She shifted unconsciously under his gaze. She wanted nothing more then to tell him to take his questions and shove them. But she was starving. So she nodded, urging him to ask away.
"Tell me your name, and where you hail from." She noted the way he didn't even state it as a question, more of a command.
"My name is Akira Richards. I uh…hail from Seattle."
Haldir continued to stare at her. After long moments of studying her with no expression, he spoke. "I have not heard of this Seattle. Tell me, Akira," he said speaking her name somewhat accusingly. "Are you really human? Or some spy sent from Sarumon?" She scrunched her brow in confusion. He really was crazy. What kind of question was that? Was she human. "Perhaps this Seattle is orc country." Haldir saw how her eyes kept straying to the plate of food. He did feel a slight tug of guilt for what he was doing, but he wanted answers. He had to know if he had let an orc spy into his home.
"What's an orc?" she asked. His answer wouldn't matter to her. She'd already made up her mind that indeed he was one of the insane tree huggers. She was only trying to stall him. Haldir saw that there was genuine confusion on her face. She did not know what an orc was. He sighed with a bit of relief showing through. He'd actually thought that this little human girl was a spy. That brought him to his next question. "What are you doing trespassing in these lands?"
Akira's hungry gaze was drawn from the plate of food. "I wasn't trespassing," she said defensively. "I don't even know how I got here."
The march warden scoffed at this. Although he knew now that she was not a spy, but she was obviously lying. How could she not know how she'd gotten here? "I want the truth from you girl," he said. Akira flinched at the tone of his voice.
"I told you that I didn't know. That is the truth, I swear. Now can I please eat?"
The elf shook his head. She would have no food until he got his answers. And he was not feeling all to patient at the moment. During these times of war, no one could be trusted. Especially not strange maidens such as this Akira. "How did you receive your injuries? Were you in some kind of duel?"
Akira really did not want to answer his question. But God, was she hungry. Her stomach was running on empty. She mumbled her answer, but Haldir's elven hearing caught it. As soon as her words were spoken, the march warden regretted his harsh treatment. Though he did not show his remorse openly. She turned her pleading brown eyes to him. "I've answered all your questions, and I'm starving here. Can you just please let me eat now?" Haldir brought the plate of food to her. She quickly began eating. Then, the elf quietly slipped out of the room to go find Celeborn.
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Please review this chapter. It's my birthday, so I'll just count it as another birthday present!
Haldir- But your birthday was yes...
*puts hand over his mouth.* Never mind him all!