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Chapter 6: The Ever Aggressive Evelyn
After running down a few corridors, Jac skidded to a stop. The hobbits, unable to stop their momentum slammed into her. Grunting, Jac braced herself against the small bodies falling onto her. Giving the hobbits a hand up, she spun around at a greatly amused elf. Arms akimbo at her waist, she glared at him, "Okay, where are Evelyn's sleeping quarters?"
Rubbing his aching head where it had bumped the wall, Pippin said incredulously, "You mean we've been running around this ant hill getting ourselves lost?"
Gasping for breathe, Merry could do nothing but glare at the human and the elf who didn't even look as if they had been sprinting for half a mile.
Legolas raised an eyebrow at Pippin, "Calling my home an 'ant hill' will get you no where, hobbit. However, " he glanced at Jacqueline, "If one were to ask politely I might just know the way to wherever that girl is right now."
Jac gave a long suffering sigh. Kneeling onto the ground in front of the obviously startled elf, she raised her hands beseechingly and bowed from the waist down. That accomplished, she stood up, bowed her head and intoned, "Oh great and gracious price of all elves, my lowly friends and my humble self beg you respectfully for aide in our fruitless quest." The short but dramatic performance over with, she asked, "Well, how did that do Master Hobbits, Elf Prince?" She was clearly quite pleased with herself.
When no reply came, she looked around her. The hobbits were rolling on the floor getting under the feet of several irritated elf guards, and Legolas . . . His face rivaled the common tomato.
Patiently, Jac waited while the hobbits struggled to control their laughter and Legolas tried to get over his embarrassment. When they finally stopped, she pointed to Legolas, "Where is she? I did ask politely."
Grinning, Legolas tapped the shoulder of a passing elf maid, "Fraila, where is the human Evelyn?"
Blushing at being addressed by the prince of Mirkwood, the servitor whispered, "With the Lady Arwen in the North Bower." After forcing out the simple sentence the usually outgoing elf turned tail and fled.
Legolas turned to gloat, an unelvish trait, but the others were already racing down the corridor. Jacqueline shouted back over her shoulder, "Well, what are you waiting for? Come on!"
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When Legolas caught up, he found the hobbits and Jacqueline hiding behind a bush near the bower, giggling behind their hands. One glance at the at the occupants of the grotto gave him the reason. Evelyn was sitting on a bench embarrassing the elf beside her. Evelyn stopped what she was saying and placed her hand on the elf's as she leaned forward, displaying quite a lot of cleavage. The surprised elf flushed a brilliant red.
Obviously, he was not used to this sort of behavior.
Legolas stepped forward, saving the other elf any further embarrassment. Bowing to his prince, the unknown elf stood up, and retreated as fast as courtesy allowed. Evelyn pouted at the elf's abrupt departure, but brightened up again at the sight of the Elf Prince.
Leaping up, she cried, "Legolas, daaaaaaarling! It's been too long!" She threw her arms around his neck. Being human, she could not hear Jac and the hobbits snickering behind them. Legolas, however, did. His feelings at the moment battled between more intense embarrassment and anger.
When Evelyn started to go further then a hug, Legolas had enough. Muttering from the side of his mouth, he said in Elvish to the bushes, "A little help here?"
A whisper that sounded like Jacqueline replied, "You forgot something."
Legolas was surprised for Jacqueline had spoken in the same language. "Fine. Please."
Evelyn paused, her lips inches from his, "Hmmmm? Did you say something?"
It took all of Legolas's body discipline not to jerk out of Evelyn's too-close embrace. How did she get so close? Jacqueline, Merry, Pippin! A little help here?
Right on clue, Jacqueline appeared in the path. She took her time, relishing the feel of Legolas's helplessness. Courtesy prevented Mirkwood's prince from just shoving Evelyn away and Jacqueline was well aware of that. Stopping to smell some flowers that grew only in Mirkwood, Jac almost felt Legolas's nervousness radiating out from him in waves. Feeling sorry for the elf, Jac let her presence be known. "Hello Evelyn. Adding an Elven prince to your list of boyfriends?"
Enraged, Evelyn released a very relieved Legolas. Before Evelyn could start another one of her screaming fits, Jac yanked Legolas down the garden path, pulling the hobbits along with her. Between breathes, Jac gasped out, "Hurry! She'll start screaming soon!"
Two seconds later, a noise that resembled a singing orc and a cat in heat rose above the peaceful garden. Elves all around, including Legolas and Jac dove to the ground, attempting to muffle the sound. Rose bushes flattened at the powerful sound waves. The hobbits ignored the painful noise, awe written all over their faces.
"Wow," whispered Merry, "That's awesome!"
"Yeah," added Pippin, "Bet even the orcs would run from such a sound!"
Ten minutes had passed before the sound stopped, only to be replaced by equally loud sobbing. At least this did not grate on the ears as much. Looking windblown from the sound wave, Jacqueline stood up, "Well, that's what I have to live with 24/7."
Legolas remained on the ground, speechless.
"Well, do you have anything to say, Elf Boy?" Jac's barb got a guaranteed reaction.
Springing from the ground as if he had not even been there in the first place, Legolas cried, "I am not a boy!"
Jac laughed, "Right!"
Legolas could only glare, again, as the hobbits tried to restrain their laughter.
Still laughing, Jac walked away.
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