A/N: Well,
this is my first attempt at a serious LotR fan fic. I hope you will
like and I'm starting to mess with elven language, so if I messed up any
words/phrases, please let me know. Please review and let me know if
I should continue this or not. Oh, and for those people who don't have
anything to do but do a general flame of romance fics without even bother
to reading them, sorry you feel that way, but if what you try to do is making
me mad and quit, you have another thing coming.
Disclaimer: Anything that you recognize from Lord of the Rings belongs to Tolkien. If you don't is mine.
Vanim Ar' Tel'Uuvanimo
(Beauty and the Beast)
Ch. 3 Creoso Eska (Welcome Home)
The singing and dancing had stopped, and it was time for story telling again. Everyone gathered around the Kwentra, eager for the storyteller to continue her tale.
The storyteller sat comfortably on a pile of pillows scattered in the floor, and once she was settled comfortably, she cleared her throat, announcing that the tale was about to continue once more. The Hall of Fire fell silent.
"The road to Ereb Nost was a long one. For many moons they traveled, the terrain turning treacherous the further they advanced. Until one day, a mighty fortress made out of stone rose from the mountains up ahead of them, the gloominess of the place could be felt from miles away, just by looking at it.
Vanim could feel the despair seep through her, but still she pressed Sultariel to continue on. Looking towards the fortress thoughts went through her mind, 'So this is what you agreed to. A lifetime of servitude to someone who despises himself so much, the darkness surrounds everything that is near him.'
These thoughts just settled her resolve of staying. She had made a promise to Lord Elrond, and in this promise she had also gained his trust. She wasn't going to break that promise or the trust that was given to her. She would make her job to make sure that even if the Lord of Ereb Nost were miserable, the rest of those living there would not have to be.
She followed the group towards the fortress when they saw an elf that was waiting for them at the gates. The elf greeted the group, speaking to Elang, the elf guard that had accompanied them serving as a guide from Rivendell.
Looking at the group, Elang searched carefully until he spotted someone. "Vanim, please come forward."
Vanim made Sultariel go to the front of their group. Elang spoke once again.
"This is Vanim. She has been appointed by Lord Elrond to be the personal maiden for Lord Feuyaer. Vanim, this is Nilad. He will take you to Lord Feuyaer. The rest, follow me."
Vanim dismounted her horse, and giving the reins to Elang, she followed Nilad in silence. They walked to the stairs leading to the entrance. Nilad stopped, and looked at her.
"Just a word of caution, Vanim. Milord is not as bad as he appears at first. You will get used to him and his... temper. He will test your will, to make sure you are worth being his personal servant. Remember that."
Saying this, Nilad turned once more climbing up the set of stairs leading to the entrance. Vanim nodded and followed. Once they reached the entrance, Nilad opened the doors.
Vanim looked around in awe, in the outside the fortress looked like a dreary place, but in the inside it contained a beauty that rivaled that of Rivendell. Nilad started walking again, slower this time.
"You will be in charge of taking care of Milord. You will clean his chambers, serve his food, and be at his call at all times. He is your primary care. You won't be tied up with anything else."
"Serve his food? Doesn't he eat with the rest of you?"
Nilad shook his head. "No he keeps mostly to himself. He isolates himself from the rest of us. No one has seen him really. When he decides to come out he is always under that cloak that disguises all his features. The only one who actually saw him was Mar, his old personal servant, and that is because Mar attended Lord Feuyaer when he was ill. Mar never said anything about what he looked like, only said it was best if we never knew."
As he finished talking he stopped in front of a gigantic set of doors, finely carved with various scenes from many elvish legends. Nilad opened the doors, and stepped to the side, indicating for her to enter before him.
She was surprised to find herself in an enormous library. The library was bigger than the one in Rivendell, if that was possible. She had never seen so many books together in her entire life. She wondered if it was possible for her to read some of the books that were contained in here.
Nilad smiled to Vanim once more, and turned his head gently. "This is where I bid you goodbye Vanim. Lord Feuyaer will be here momentarily to give you further instructions. Good Luck, my dear."
Nilad turned and quickly left the library, closing the doors behind him, without making a sound. Vanim decided to study the titles of some of the books that were at her eye level in the shelves closest to her, so she never noticed the large cloaked figure approach her silently from behind."
The kwentra fell silent once more, as the first rays of the new day made their way into the Hall of Fire.
Disclaimer: Anything that you recognize from Lord of the Rings belongs to Tolkien. If you don't is mine.
Vanim Ar' Tel'Uuvanimo
(Beauty and the Beast)
Ch. 3 Creoso Eska (Welcome Home)
The singing and dancing had stopped, and it was time for story telling again. Everyone gathered around the Kwentra, eager for the storyteller to continue her tale.
The storyteller sat comfortably on a pile of pillows scattered in the floor, and once she was settled comfortably, she cleared her throat, announcing that the tale was about to continue once more. The Hall of Fire fell silent.
"The road to Ereb Nost was a long one. For many moons they traveled, the terrain turning treacherous the further they advanced. Until one day, a mighty fortress made out of stone rose from the mountains up ahead of them, the gloominess of the place could be felt from miles away, just by looking at it.
Vanim could feel the despair seep through her, but still she pressed Sultariel to continue on. Looking towards the fortress thoughts went through her mind, 'So this is what you agreed to. A lifetime of servitude to someone who despises himself so much, the darkness surrounds everything that is near him.'
These thoughts just settled her resolve of staying. She had made a promise to Lord Elrond, and in this promise she had also gained his trust. She wasn't going to break that promise or the trust that was given to her. She would make her job to make sure that even if the Lord of Ereb Nost were miserable, the rest of those living there would not have to be.
She followed the group towards the fortress when they saw an elf that was waiting for them at the gates. The elf greeted the group, speaking to Elang, the elf guard that had accompanied them serving as a guide from Rivendell.
Looking at the group, Elang searched carefully until he spotted someone. "Vanim, please come forward."
Vanim made Sultariel go to the front of their group. Elang spoke once again.
"This is Vanim. She has been appointed by Lord Elrond to be the personal maiden for Lord Feuyaer. Vanim, this is Nilad. He will take you to Lord Feuyaer. The rest, follow me."
Vanim dismounted her horse, and giving the reins to Elang, she followed Nilad in silence. They walked to the stairs leading to the entrance. Nilad stopped, and looked at her.
"Just a word of caution, Vanim. Milord is not as bad as he appears at first. You will get used to him and his... temper. He will test your will, to make sure you are worth being his personal servant. Remember that."
Saying this, Nilad turned once more climbing up the set of stairs leading to the entrance. Vanim nodded and followed. Once they reached the entrance, Nilad opened the doors.
Vanim looked around in awe, in the outside the fortress looked like a dreary place, but in the inside it contained a beauty that rivaled that of Rivendell. Nilad started walking again, slower this time.
"You will be in charge of taking care of Milord. You will clean his chambers, serve his food, and be at his call at all times. He is your primary care. You won't be tied up with anything else."
"Serve his food? Doesn't he eat with the rest of you?"
Nilad shook his head. "No he keeps mostly to himself. He isolates himself from the rest of us. No one has seen him really. When he decides to come out he is always under that cloak that disguises all his features. The only one who actually saw him was Mar, his old personal servant, and that is because Mar attended Lord Feuyaer when he was ill. Mar never said anything about what he looked like, only said it was best if we never knew."
As he finished talking he stopped in front of a gigantic set of doors, finely carved with various scenes from many elvish legends. Nilad opened the doors, and stepped to the side, indicating for her to enter before him.
She was surprised to find herself in an enormous library. The library was bigger than the one in Rivendell, if that was possible. She had never seen so many books together in her entire life. She wondered if it was possible for her to read some of the books that were contained in here.
Nilad smiled to Vanim once more, and turned his head gently. "This is where I bid you goodbye Vanim. Lord Feuyaer will be here momentarily to give you further instructions. Good Luck, my dear."
Nilad turned and quickly left the library, closing the doors behind him, without making a sound. Vanim decided to study the titles of some of the books that were at her eye level in the shelves closest to her, so she never noticed the large cloaked figure approach her silently from behind."
The kwentra fell silent once more, as the first rays of the new day made their way into the Hall of Fire.