Chapter 10: Of Ilweth & Isendor
After last night's almost perfect moment thanks to Lailomeiel's friend Ilweth, Legolas walked the hallways with his father, Thranduil.
"So how did you two fare last night?" Thranduil faced his son with a glint in his eyes.
"Almost perfect." Legolas said lividly.
"What do you mean? You two had a fight?"
"No, nothing like that Father, everything went fine with the both of us." Thranduil looked at his son, he could tell he was telling the truth but there was this uncertainty because of the tone of his voice.
"Then why with the riled tone Legolas?"
"Lailomeiel friend, Ilweth."
"Ilweth?" Thranduil stifled. Legolas noticed his father's reaction and grew worried.
"Ilweth? Do you know her father?"
"I don't know Legolas, but her name, Ilweth, it is really familiar as far as I am concerned."
"Father? Legolas?" Thranduil opened his arms to receive his daughter as she ran to him.
"Morning father." She said as she kissed his cheek, then she looked at Legolas as she kissed him too. "Morning Legolas."
"Lailomeiel, would you like to go to the waterfalls?"
"Oh Legolas I would love too!" she then turned to Thranduil. "Do you want to join us, Father?" Thranduil looked at Legolas who gave him his "I don't want you to go Father." Look.
"Uh sorry dear Lailomé, but I can't go now, I have to talk other elven lords to strengthen the alliances between our lands, besides Legolas is there with you." Lailomé sighed, "Okay, Father, but you will go with us right? Some other time maybe?
"Some other time indeed dear."
Legolas helped Lailomeiel to mount on her horse; As he mounted on his, Ilweth appeared in the scene.
"Going somewhere?" she asked cheekily.
"Oh Great." Legolas blurted out. "Why does she always has to show up in times like this." He thought.
Lailomé looked at him with disbelief, she knew Legolas disliked Ilweth. She will then knock that sense to him later when they get back.
"Is there something wrong?" Ilweth asked looking at Legolas.
"Uh No, Ilweth, Everything's fine." Lailomé interjected.
"So where are you two going?"
"Somewhere out there…" Legolas now irritated at Ilweth's presence.
"Oh I see, So Lailomé can I join you both?" Lailomé looked at Legolas, she knew this wasn't what he had planned from the beginning but it's just wasn't her nature to turn down someone.
"Sure you can, it's okay if Ilweth would join us, right Legolas?" Legolas plastered a fake smile on his face and agreed.
"Really? Can you guys wait for me while I go and get my horse?" she said as she ran off to the stables.
As soon as Ilweth was out of sight, Lailomé turned to Legolas.
"What was that all about?"
"What about?"
"Ilweth."
"I just don't like her." He stammered.
"Legolas, if you don't like her then please be civil to her, besides she's a nice person."
"Nice person! Lailomé couldn't you be less trusting?" he spat.
"Less trusting? Legolas I have known Ilweth for almost half of my life."
"Why won't you listen to me?"
"Because you're rude thoughts about my friend is making you a narrow minded elf Legolas."
Legolas didn't know what to say or do, he didn't want the whole Ilweth subject to be the cause of a disagreement between him and Lailomé, also, with the fact that she was already raising her voice at him, he argued to himself if he would just pretend, everything would be alright between them, and lastly, he didn't know why he disliked Ilweth that much.
Legolas was about to raise his voice at Lailomé if not for Ilweth who appeared in the scene.
"So how are you two faring while I'm gone?" Ilweth asked, almost innocuously.
"Just fine, Ilweth don't you worry."
"Not until you came along…" Legolas added, as Lailomé gave him a deadly glare.
Ilweth laughed.
The three of them took the trail by the riverside with Ilweth riding between Legolas and Lailomé that Legolas is really irritated about and just decided to keep it to himself.
"Let's rest here for awhile." Legolas said as he pointed out to a clearing.
It was already nightfall when they got back to Elrond's residence, Legolas, tired from their trip and most especially, tired from evading both Ilweth and a future dissent with Lailomé; but was surprised that she didn't held on with the subject and that he knew she decided to shrug it off.
Lailomé looked up at him and said, "You should give her a chance you know, she deserves it."
"I'll try." Was his only reply.
The air was filled with nocturnal scents, Lailomé breathed in the night air as she marched along the hallway. She continued her gaily walk when she came across Elrond's study.
"Uncle Elrond… can I come in?" she said as she knocked on the door.
There was no reply. She knocked again.
"It's me, Lailomé, come in child." Thranduil said as he opened the door.
"Hello Father, Where's uncle Elrond?"
"Oh he's at the dinner halls, he's making sure that this dinner would be special."
"Special?" Lailomé said, curiously.
"I think it's up to you to find out, besides, dinner will start in 10 minutes." He said as he gave Lailomé his "you'll soon know" look.
"Oh Father, c'mon, I hate surprises."
"Just wait, Lailomé. Just wait."
"Well if it isn't Elessar and the future queen of Gondor." Lailomé teased as she approached Arwen and Aragorn in the great halls.
"Well if it isn't the Queen of the Great Lands." Arwen fired back.
"Oh, correction dear, still Princess of the Great Lands, why do all of you regard to me as Queen?" Lailomé asked questioningly as she picked up a small cream truffle from the table.
"I don't understand." Aragorn cried as he looked at Lailomé in disbelief.
"Let me explain, mellamin." Arwen interjected as she stepped in between Aragorn and Lailomé.
"Lailomé here is still princess, you see, she still doesn't have a husband."
"But everybody calls her, oh no, not calls, but knows that she is already the Queen of the Great Lands."
"It's always a facade, Briarvale told me that." Lailomé added. "It is to protect the Great Lands." She answered as-a-matter-of-factly.
Aragorn nodded. "I see."
"All you need is a husband." Aragorn joked.
"And he will never be you." Arwen shot back at Aragorn. Lailomé laughed.
"You sure had a fiancé you should never stray upon, Elessar." Lailomé said, in between her giggles.
The three friends are enjoying themselves when the servant told them that dinner was served.
Dinner time… Lailomé took the chair beside Thranduil and Legolas, Thranduil who gave her a stern look for slumping herself on the chair.
"Oops… must've slipped a little… sorry." Their dinner was indeed special… compared to Elrond's past celebration menus. She had three glasses of Elverquisst; in which she took everyone by surprise of how she took the rare wine like mere plain water. She also enjoyed having the dinner with all those special in her life, well almost everyone anyway, for Briarvale Eversborrow had to take care of the Great Lands while she's gone, also, Nathan, her old friend wasn't there too. She also felt complete, for all her stay in Rivendell, it had never felt like this, with Legolas and her Father at her side, Elrond, Arwen… everyone… It did felt like home, something she had never felt fulfilled before for the past 1,500 years.
After everyone finished eating, Elrond and Thranduil talked about the usual elven politics along with other high elven officials, with some advice taken from the Princess of the Great Lands.
"Hey Queen." Aragorn chuckled.
"Yes, King of Gondor?" Lailomé fired back, stressing the word 'king' she knew that the following conversation will end with a laugh.
"Why don't you join your kind?" Aragorn said, pointing to the table where the elder elves are conversing.
"If you would join me then I would." She said as she gave Arwen a look that she meant no harm.
"Oh I think I will be the one to join in." Said a voice from behind.
"Oh so future King of Mirkwood decided to join." Arwen snickered.
Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Is there any prejudice here in this discussion?"
All of them burst out laughing, even the four hobbits joined in. Their laughter caused quite a commotion as all the elves in the dining room shook their head in disbelief, even Gandalf joined in as he pulled his chair closer.
"May I know what caused elf boy's dismay?" Gandalf chimed.
"Elf boy wants to be King." Aragorn mused.
"Look who's talking." Legolas butted in.
Gandalf and Gimli laughed at Legolas, Lailomé who partly felt sorry for Legolas, but was so into enjoying herself in pestering her former brother.
"King & Queen of Gondor is here… So is the Queen of the Great Lands, the Great Wizard Gandalf, Gimli son of Gloin… oh and the four noble hobbits…" Merry commented… "Whatever happened to the poor Prince of Mirkwood?" Merry, who gave emphasis with the word "poor" frowned before he bursted into hysterical laughter after seeing Legolas' flustered look.
"Say what you want, that won't ruin me." Legolas remarked.
"Oh, noble prince decided to give up." Aragorn said as he kissed Arwen in the cheek.
All of them were enjoying themselves in harassing Legolas when Elrond called their attention.
"Melleonamin, Once again, it has been a very special night… Again, it is an honor to say that this night is again the one of the almost complete elven attendance…" Elrond said as he raised an eyebrow, everyone is looking at him like he just sprung from the ground.
"I am again, proud to present to you, Sir Isendor Windspell."
Then came a loud applause as a handsome elf with jet black hair, a high brow and with deep light green eyes came into sight. The elf stepped right beside Elrond and Thranduil. Lailomeiel watched him since he appeared in the hall. "What might be so special with him?" she asked herself. She was in the middle of her thoughts when she caught him looking at her, their eyes met, in which gave her a sudden surge of fear.
"So how did you two fare last night?" Thranduil faced his son with a glint in his eyes.
"Almost perfect." Legolas said lividly.
"What do you mean? You two had a fight?"
"No, nothing like that Father, everything went fine with the both of us." Thranduil looked at his son, he could tell he was telling the truth but there was this uncertainty because of the tone of his voice.
"Then why with the riled tone Legolas?"
"Lailomeiel friend, Ilweth."
"Ilweth?" Thranduil stifled. Legolas noticed his father's reaction and grew worried.
"Ilweth? Do you know her father?"
"I don't know Legolas, but her name, Ilweth, it is really familiar as far as I am concerned."
"Father? Legolas?" Thranduil opened his arms to receive his daughter as she ran to him.
"Morning father." She said as she kissed his cheek, then she looked at Legolas as she kissed him too. "Morning Legolas."
"Lailomeiel, would you like to go to the waterfalls?"
"Oh Legolas I would love too!" she then turned to Thranduil. "Do you want to join us, Father?" Thranduil looked at Legolas who gave him his "I don't want you to go Father." Look.
"Uh sorry dear Lailomé, but I can't go now, I have to talk other elven lords to strengthen the alliances between our lands, besides Legolas is there with you." Lailomé sighed, "Okay, Father, but you will go with us right? Some other time maybe?
"Some other time indeed dear."
Legolas helped Lailomeiel to mount on her horse; As he mounted on his, Ilweth appeared in the scene.
"Going somewhere?" she asked cheekily.
"Oh Great." Legolas blurted out. "Why does she always has to show up in times like this." He thought.
Lailomé looked at him with disbelief, she knew Legolas disliked Ilweth. She will then knock that sense to him later when they get back.
"Is there something wrong?" Ilweth asked looking at Legolas.
"Uh No, Ilweth, Everything's fine." Lailomé interjected.
"So where are you two going?"
"Somewhere out there…" Legolas now irritated at Ilweth's presence.
"Oh I see, So Lailomé can I join you both?" Lailomé looked at Legolas, she knew this wasn't what he had planned from the beginning but it's just wasn't her nature to turn down someone.
"Sure you can, it's okay if Ilweth would join us, right Legolas?" Legolas plastered a fake smile on his face and agreed.
"Really? Can you guys wait for me while I go and get my horse?" she said as she ran off to the stables.
As soon as Ilweth was out of sight, Lailomé turned to Legolas.
"What was that all about?"
"What about?"
"Ilweth."
"I just don't like her." He stammered.
"Legolas, if you don't like her then please be civil to her, besides she's a nice person."
"Nice person! Lailomé couldn't you be less trusting?" he spat.
"Less trusting? Legolas I have known Ilweth for almost half of my life."
"Why won't you listen to me?"
"Because you're rude thoughts about my friend is making you a narrow minded elf Legolas."
Legolas didn't know what to say or do, he didn't want the whole Ilweth subject to be the cause of a disagreement between him and Lailomé, also, with the fact that she was already raising her voice at him, he argued to himself if he would just pretend, everything would be alright between them, and lastly, he didn't know why he disliked Ilweth that much.
Legolas was about to raise his voice at Lailomé if not for Ilweth who appeared in the scene.
"So how are you two faring while I'm gone?" Ilweth asked, almost innocuously.
"Just fine, Ilweth don't you worry."
"Not until you came along…" Legolas added, as Lailomé gave him a deadly glare.
Ilweth laughed.
The three of them took the trail by the riverside with Ilweth riding between Legolas and Lailomé that Legolas is really irritated about and just decided to keep it to himself.
"Let's rest here for awhile." Legolas said as he pointed out to a clearing.
It was already nightfall when they got back to Elrond's residence, Legolas, tired from their trip and most especially, tired from evading both Ilweth and a future dissent with Lailomé; but was surprised that she didn't held on with the subject and that he knew she decided to shrug it off.
Lailomé looked up at him and said, "You should give her a chance you know, she deserves it."
"I'll try." Was his only reply.
The air was filled with nocturnal scents, Lailomé breathed in the night air as she marched along the hallway. She continued her gaily walk when she came across Elrond's study.
"Uncle Elrond… can I come in?" she said as she knocked on the door.
There was no reply. She knocked again.
"It's me, Lailomé, come in child." Thranduil said as he opened the door.
"Hello Father, Where's uncle Elrond?"
"Oh he's at the dinner halls, he's making sure that this dinner would be special."
"Special?" Lailomé said, curiously.
"I think it's up to you to find out, besides, dinner will start in 10 minutes." He said as he gave Lailomé his "you'll soon know" look.
"Oh Father, c'mon, I hate surprises."
"Just wait, Lailomé. Just wait."
"Well if it isn't Elessar and the future queen of Gondor." Lailomé teased as she approached Arwen and Aragorn in the great halls.
"Well if it isn't the Queen of the Great Lands." Arwen fired back.
"Oh, correction dear, still Princess of the Great Lands, why do all of you regard to me as Queen?" Lailomé asked questioningly as she picked up a small cream truffle from the table.
"I don't understand." Aragorn cried as he looked at Lailomé in disbelief.
"Let me explain, mellamin." Arwen interjected as she stepped in between Aragorn and Lailomé.
"Lailomé here is still princess, you see, she still doesn't have a husband."
"But everybody calls her, oh no, not calls, but knows that she is already the Queen of the Great Lands."
"It's always a facade, Briarvale told me that." Lailomé added. "It is to protect the Great Lands." She answered as-a-matter-of-factly.
Aragorn nodded. "I see."
"All you need is a husband." Aragorn joked.
"And he will never be you." Arwen shot back at Aragorn. Lailomé laughed.
"You sure had a fiancé you should never stray upon, Elessar." Lailomé said, in between her giggles.
The three friends are enjoying themselves when the servant told them that dinner was served.
Dinner time… Lailomé took the chair beside Thranduil and Legolas, Thranduil who gave her a stern look for slumping herself on the chair.
"Oops… must've slipped a little… sorry." Their dinner was indeed special… compared to Elrond's past celebration menus. She had three glasses of Elverquisst; in which she took everyone by surprise of how she took the rare wine like mere plain water. She also enjoyed having the dinner with all those special in her life, well almost everyone anyway, for Briarvale Eversborrow had to take care of the Great Lands while she's gone, also, Nathan, her old friend wasn't there too. She also felt complete, for all her stay in Rivendell, it had never felt like this, with Legolas and her Father at her side, Elrond, Arwen… everyone… It did felt like home, something she had never felt fulfilled before for the past 1,500 years.
After everyone finished eating, Elrond and Thranduil talked about the usual elven politics along with other high elven officials, with some advice taken from the Princess of the Great Lands.
"Hey Queen." Aragorn chuckled.
"Yes, King of Gondor?" Lailomé fired back, stressing the word 'king' she knew that the following conversation will end with a laugh.
"Why don't you join your kind?" Aragorn said, pointing to the table where the elder elves are conversing.
"If you would join me then I would." She said as she gave Arwen a look that she meant no harm.
"Oh I think I will be the one to join in." Said a voice from behind.
"Oh so future King of Mirkwood decided to join." Arwen snickered.
Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Is there any prejudice here in this discussion?"
All of them burst out laughing, even the four hobbits joined in. Their laughter caused quite a commotion as all the elves in the dining room shook their head in disbelief, even Gandalf joined in as he pulled his chair closer.
"May I know what caused elf boy's dismay?" Gandalf chimed.
"Elf boy wants to be King." Aragorn mused.
"Look who's talking." Legolas butted in.
Gandalf and Gimli laughed at Legolas, Lailomé who partly felt sorry for Legolas, but was so into enjoying herself in pestering her former brother.
"King & Queen of Gondor is here… So is the Queen of the Great Lands, the Great Wizard Gandalf, Gimli son of Gloin… oh and the four noble hobbits…" Merry commented… "Whatever happened to the poor Prince of Mirkwood?" Merry, who gave emphasis with the word "poor" frowned before he bursted into hysterical laughter after seeing Legolas' flustered look.
"Say what you want, that won't ruin me." Legolas remarked.
"Oh, noble prince decided to give up." Aragorn said as he kissed Arwen in the cheek.
All of them were enjoying themselves in harassing Legolas when Elrond called their attention.
"Melleonamin, Once again, it has been a very special night… Again, it is an honor to say that this night is again the one of the almost complete elven attendance…" Elrond said as he raised an eyebrow, everyone is looking at him like he just sprung from the ground.
"I am again, proud to present to you, Sir Isendor Windspell."
Then came a loud applause as a handsome elf with jet black hair, a high brow and with deep light green eyes came into sight. The elf stepped right beside Elrond and Thranduil. Lailomeiel watched him since he appeared in the hall. "What might be so special with him?" she asked herself. She was in the middle of her thoughts when she caught him looking at her, their eyes met, in which gave her a sudden surge of fear.