Disclaimer: I do not own not lotr, I barely own any
merchandise of lotr for god's sake. This special chappie is dedicated
to Madrone and the Ethereal Lady of the Light. Madrone take a bow my
faithful reviewer. I hope you enjoy this it's been a while coming. DLN
It Starts
Amanda
When I awoke, I awoke to see an empty bed. Panic stricken I leapt out of the chair ready to shout Frodo's name when Gandalf grabbed me by the shoulders and sat me down calming me as only a real father can. When I relaxed he told me plainly that Frodo was fine that he was up and about after his long sickness. Gandalf also told me that since I had cloistered myself in Frodo's room as though I were sick as well that I should do the same. So after Gandalf left I immediately bathed and put on clean clothes that the Elves had fashioned at Gandalf's insistence. They looked identical to my other clothes so it wasn't really that bad. Likely Laurelin had the same thing done for her. I then went out into the bright Sunny beauty that was Rivendell I had grown up here and had missed it's beauty. Truly I felt like a brand new mage. Feeling frisky and vibrant I sped to the front gate of Rivendell wondered if the outside had changed. I spotted a tree and climbed it like the hoyden mage I was. Once I was high enough to see over the gate and good ways into the distance, I could see that horses were approaching the gate. A man jus then rode through the gate, dismounted and then looked around in awe. I looked over the wall again and saw in the distance an unmistakable Elf rider heading this way with his brethren.
"It starts," I whisper evilly as I climbed down the tree with the speed of a madwoman and ran directly to the gardens of Elrond where Laurelin tended to spend most of her time unless she had other distractions. I said not a word just grabbed her and heaved her over my shoulder and then ran back for that gate as fast as my mage legs would carry me. I had time it just right he rode in and dismounted and looked tome as I ran full tilt skidding to a halt in front of him. Once stopped I slid my bundle from my shoulder and set her on her feet beside me.
"How now Blondy?" I cried throwing my arms out in greeting. Laurelin being more demure than me curtsied and whispered,
"We are most honoured to greet Prince Legolas of Mirkwood." Laurelin dropped her eyes to the forest floor as I knew she would. Blondy turned his half smile on me as I lowered my arms and then he extended his hand to Laurelin hooking her chin with his index finger forcing her to tilt her head up to look into his pale sky blue eyes.
"Do not call me Prince," he admonished softly. "For that is not how friends greet each other." He then let her chin go and stepped back holding his arms open in expectation.
"Legolas," Laurelin screeched dropping her skirts and rushing into his open arms. My heart melted at the sight, it was right and had always been so.
"Now that was the greeting I expected but I did not expect you to have grown that much. How long has it been a thousand years?" he asked incredulously. Laurelin giggled becomingly then and said,
"Three years have passed since you last saw me."
"Is that all it took?" he whispered in awe. They 'd forgotten all about me.
"What took?" she asked her voice muffled by his princely robe. He then pulled her back at arms length.
"For my sweet little girl to become a beautiful woman," he said almost choking on the last word as he brought up his hand and caressed her face. Laurelin turned a lovely shade of red at this. If they didn't kiss now I was going to beat them both.
"Laurelin, Amanda," yelled Gandalf harshly coming in on the tender moment. "Come it's time for us to prepare for the council." Reluctantly Legolas dropped his hand away from her face and turned back to his companions. Frustrated I grabbed Laurelins hand and led her away. I felt better only by telling myself that I was going to yell at Gaddy later for interrupting.