AN Sorry Sorry but washing pig patty out of your hair takes longer than I
thought.
Disclaimer Please have patience it's hard to get pigs to fly their heavy and they don't like heights! But I have been reporting my progress to Peter and he seems to be a little nervous. All this science has meant that my clones have gotten really lonely so I'm going to take some time off before they go stir crazy.
Taraween entered a few seconds before Ennairea. This caused a kind of double take to ripple through the crowd. It surprised Ennairea how many had showed up, though she probably shouldn't have many had heard of her adventures and still more only cared to see how the little terror they remembered had grown. They fully expected to see her in full outland leather regalia, so the ethereal woman that came through the arch was completely unexpected. Her striking looks were causing a sensation through the males assembled particularly a blonde elf standing at the head of the room dumbstruck expression plain for all to see.
She moved though the room making her way to the place where Legolas and Thranduil stood. Thranduil looking as though he had planed the whole thing and Legolas looking as though a cave troll had started spouting off the mysteries of the void while wearing his mother's wedding dress. As she got closer they each managed to tone down their respective looks to a far more reasonable level so that when she finally got to them they looked nearly normal.
"Good evening King Thranduil, Prince Legolas" she said nodding in his direction while keeping her attention on the king much to the relief of Legolas who couldn't formulate a coherent sentence. Though he managed to pull himself together enough to offer his arm to lead her to her seat when his father announced the beginning of the feast. As they sat Legolas looked around trying to locate Taraween he found her sitting among the elves he had seen her with the night before.
He finally came fully to his senses when the first plate of food was set upon the table. As he looked across the table he noticed Ennairea sitting across from him sipping delicately from a crystal wine glass. She was conversing civilly with his father of all people! When she noticed his attention she gave what was for all intents and purposes a perfectly pleasant smile but something predatory in her eyes sent a shiver up his spine. Strangely enough Legolas spent the rest of the meal in a state of amused confusion, owing mostly to the fact that he had an enjoyable conversation with the woman who only the night before he was sure wanted him dead or at the very least humiliated to an extreme degree.
When the meal had ended and the music had started Legolas extended his arm to her and took her toward the area that had been cleared for dancing. At this point Ennairea leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"Do you mind not staring at me like you've never seen a woman before. I'm going to have enough problems gaining respect tomorrow without you making me out to be a piece of meat!" It took Legolas a few seconds to recover from anyone being near his ears.
"Sorry." He said shamefacedly. "This is just not exactly what I expected to see."
"What did you expect to see? My hair tangled and covered in orc blood from head to foot?" One eyebrow raised scowl forming on her face.
"Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a sword swinging in the general area of my head and an arrow aimed at my father's head." Ennairea laughed.
"Yeah that was probably the impression I gave off when I arrived. And believe me the thought had occurred to me." Ennairea spotted Taraween disappearing out the front entrance.
"If you would excuse me for a moment I need get some fresh air." Legolas stepped back and bowed slightly and watched her disappear out the front door. Once Ennairea had turned the corner she ran to catch up with Taraween, she found her just outside the door. She stood next to her and sighed looking up at the stars.
"So how is your night going?" Taraween asked turning her face towards her.
"Fine. Just having long held beliefs dashed, and rather unfortunately developing respect for other people."
"Really! That doesn't happen often who is it?"
"The elven prince strangely enough, it would seem he's not nearly the twit I thought him at first. Kinda annoying really. Oh and you remember hat elf in the pools earlier."
"Yeah, who could forget?"
"Well it would seem that our recently de twitified prince decided to take a swim today." Taraween laughed then smiling said.
"Well we are going to have to find out his bathing schedule."
"Yes we will." Predatory grin spreading across her face "yes we will." Taraween looked back at the stars.
"Well I'm going back in side to listen to a few more men drool over you"
"Ugh" Ennairea said disgusted look spreading across her face. "I'll be in in a minute. Valar I hate social events."
AN Review and I'll write more. Tell me if you want more party otherwise its all going to be in flashbacks. Once again sorry for the delay. I love you guys please keep it up cause if you don't I wont. (eww that sounded gross)
Disclaimer Please have patience it's hard to get pigs to fly their heavy and they don't like heights! But I have been reporting my progress to Peter and he seems to be a little nervous. All this science has meant that my clones have gotten really lonely so I'm going to take some time off before they go stir crazy.
Taraween entered a few seconds before Ennairea. This caused a kind of double take to ripple through the crowd. It surprised Ennairea how many had showed up, though she probably shouldn't have many had heard of her adventures and still more only cared to see how the little terror they remembered had grown. They fully expected to see her in full outland leather regalia, so the ethereal woman that came through the arch was completely unexpected. Her striking looks were causing a sensation through the males assembled particularly a blonde elf standing at the head of the room dumbstruck expression plain for all to see.
She moved though the room making her way to the place where Legolas and Thranduil stood. Thranduil looking as though he had planed the whole thing and Legolas looking as though a cave troll had started spouting off the mysteries of the void while wearing his mother's wedding dress. As she got closer they each managed to tone down their respective looks to a far more reasonable level so that when she finally got to them they looked nearly normal.
"Good evening King Thranduil, Prince Legolas" she said nodding in his direction while keeping her attention on the king much to the relief of Legolas who couldn't formulate a coherent sentence. Though he managed to pull himself together enough to offer his arm to lead her to her seat when his father announced the beginning of the feast. As they sat Legolas looked around trying to locate Taraween he found her sitting among the elves he had seen her with the night before.
He finally came fully to his senses when the first plate of food was set upon the table. As he looked across the table he noticed Ennairea sitting across from him sipping delicately from a crystal wine glass. She was conversing civilly with his father of all people! When she noticed his attention she gave what was for all intents and purposes a perfectly pleasant smile but something predatory in her eyes sent a shiver up his spine. Strangely enough Legolas spent the rest of the meal in a state of amused confusion, owing mostly to the fact that he had an enjoyable conversation with the woman who only the night before he was sure wanted him dead or at the very least humiliated to an extreme degree.
When the meal had ended and the music had started Legolas extended his arm to her and took her toward the area that had been cleared for dancing. At this point Ennairea leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"Do you mind not staring at me like you've never seen a woman before. I'm going to have enough problems gaining respect tomorrow without you making me out to be a piece of meat!" It took Legolas a few seconds to recover from anyone being near his ears.
"Sorry." He said shamefacedly. "This is just not exactly what I expected to see."
"What did you expect to see? My hair tangled and covered in orc blood from head to foot?" One eyebrow raised scowl forming on her face.
"Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a sword swinging in the general area of my head and an arrow aimed at my father's head." Ennairea laughed.
"Yeah that was probably the impression I gave off when I arrived. And believe me the thought had occurred to me." Ennairea spotted Taraween disappearing out the front entrance.
"If you would excuse me for a moment I need get some fresh air." Legolas stepped back and bowed slightly and watched her disappear out the front door. Once Ennairea had turned the corner she ran to catch up with Taraween, she found her just outside the door. She stood next to her and sighed looking up at the stars.
"So how is your night going?" Taraween asked turning her face towards her.
"Fine. Just having long held beliefs dashed, and rather unfortunately developing respect for other people."
"Really! That doesn't happen often who is it?"
"The elven prince strangely enough, it would seem he's not nearly the twit I thought him at first. Kinda annoying really. Oh and you remember hat elf in the pools earlier."
"Yeah, who could forget?"
"Well it would seem that our recently de twitified prince decided to take a swim today." Taraween laughed then smiling said.
"Well we are going to have to find out his bathing schedule."
"Yes we will." Predatory grin spreading across her face "yes we will." Taraween looked back at the stars.
"Well I'm going back in side to listen to a few more men drool over you"
"Ugh" Ennairea said disgusted look spreading across her face. "I'll be in in a minute. Valar I hate social events."
AN Review and I'll write more. Tell me if you want more party otherwise its all going to be in flashbacks. Once again sorry for the delay. I love you guys please keep it up cause if you don't I wont. (eww that sounded gross)