Crying
Whispers
Malucath woke to the sounds of prayers, crying and urgent whispers. Groaning, she opened her eyes to only close them at the glaring white room. After readjusting her vision, she pushed herself up and looked around. A few beds down, a white screen cloaked a bed. She could see many people within, and hear the voice of Elrond whispering in a very soothing language. She cocked her head to the side. What the hell is going on? She thought her eyebrows arching in her thought. Suddenly the prayer stopped and she could hear a slight whimper. Then the screen was pushed back as she saw Elrond speaking to some very…odd people.
There was one man, with wavy brown hair that had become stringy without wash. He had stubble of a beard and kind blue-green eyes. The other companions were midget like people. Two of them had curly brown hair and the other was a pudgy sort of blonde with curly hair as well. They seemed to be all huddled around another midget with short curly dark brown hair. He was breathing deeply, signaling he was asleep, but his clothes were ripped and torn, telling her of his plight.
She winced and watched Elrond talk to the man. Then her ears picked up two words that had her wincing, Lord Elrond. He was a LORD! OMFG! She was being bratty around a fucking LORD that could behead her fucking ass….oh that would explain why he said MY soldiers…I thought he was some sorta captain. Great, just fucking great. She looked at the nightstand next to her and opened it up trying to find one of her belongings. Inside she saw nothing….great. FAN-BLOODY-TASTIC! She held back a curse and instead growled in annoyance. She reached up and pushed her hands through her raven colored hair in order to soothe her frustration…she was hungry dammit. FEED ME! She pouted and then pushed herself back flat on her back, on the surprisingly comfy mattress.
She looked at the corner of her eye to see the man watching her with knitted eyebrows. Great…I don't need to be inspected people! I don't bite! Well….if I'm not threatened. She added as she thought back to Elladan and when she was struggling against him. Hehehehe…she was pinned…it was within her right to bite. HEY! That rhymed! Sweet. She saw Lord Elrond walking towards her, with a mask of nonchalance.
"Good Morning, Malucath. How do you feel?" He said politely.
"Not dizzy or sick…that is a very good sign," she replied. It was…she usually was sick for weeks and weeks…not being able to shake the 'bug'.
"Good. I have some questions on some of the items that are in your pack. If you would follow me?" He said in a tone that just screamed don't argue with me.
"Of course, Lord Elrond," she said a little bit miffed that he didn't tell her that he was a lord. He only gave a brief smile and began to walk off. She got up quickly in her simple white shirt and pants, and followed him, deciding to ignore the stare that the man and the midgets gave her…she would deal with that later.
She followed the Lord down winding halls, ignoring the stares and whispers of curious elves that passed them. Annoying little buggers. They soon arrived to a door which he opened with ease showing a sort of workshop, and on one of the benches was my pack with my stuff everywhere. Her eyes twitched. Some elves were currently reading one of her textbooks on psychology. They nodded every so often in agreement or looked at the book incredulously. She looked up to the tall Lord Elrond.
"Your books have scrolls of studies on rather interesting subjects. None of which are taught on this world. And you have some rather interesting objects," he said watching for her reaction. She nodded.
"My world is rather…focused on studies of the unknown. All the children are taught in general subjects. School is rather important to us," she answered. Glaring at the elf that was fiddling with her calculator. "Hey! Be careful with that! That was expensive to buy!" The elf froze and looked back to her.
"What is this? What purpose does it serve?" he asked. She went over to him and took it from his hands.
"This is a calculator. It can solve complex math problems." She took off the protecting lid and turned it on. She pushed in 2 + 2, "See!" and pushed solve and it showed a number 4 beneath it.
"I can find out a whole bunch of things on here," She said and then saw the shocked surprise on the elf's face.
"Is it alive?"
"No, it uses the power of lightening to work," she said figuring he would have no clue what electricity was. The elf looked at the calculator in awe.
"Amazing…" he said.
"Yeah…" she answered. Then looked to the elf that was reading about psychology.
"Enjoying the reading?" she asked. The elf looked up and looked at her sheepishly.
"Yes. It's rather fascinating," he answered; she nodded in agreement.
"I agree. That's why I took that class." She went over to her bag and got out one of her breakfast bars.
"What are those?" he asked looking at the bar curiously.
"Food, oats, almonds and cranberries baked with honey." She opened the wrapper and took a piece off the bar and ate it.
"Want some?" she offered. The elf looked at it warily and then nodded. She took off a piece and gave it too him. He sniffed it and then ate the small morsel. His dark green eyes lit up and then he smiled.
"That is very good!"
"Yep… That's what I normally eat for breakfast!" she answered. He looked at her shocked.
"But that's so small!" he exclaimed. This made her smile.
"And I don't eat much breakfast normally. And I usually don't have time in the morning to make a big breakfast." She replied. He looked at her blankly and then shrugged. Then he made it a point to give Lord Elrond a look. Not that she could even attempt to figure out what the HELL that look meant, she ignored it as just a look and nothing more. She went through her bag, while eating the breakfast bar. After confirming there was nothing more then papers and random medicines, which she took out and pocketed after telling the elf what they were. She looked back to Lord Elrond.
"What now?" Malu questioned, her raven hair being untangled by her fingers.
"I shall send you with a maid to a new room." Lord Elrond answered as if it was obvious. So obvious that it made her eyebrow tick in annoyance.
"Hmm'kay. Can I bring my stuff too?" She gestured to her bag and the books.
"I will have someone bring them to you tonight." She nodded satisfied.
"Very Well." And with that…the bastard sent her off as if she was a little fly buzzing around his head…jackass.
Within weeks, she felt her going into a steady routine, wake up early, dress, walk in the gardens, find a elf-child to spar with, go back to bed, wake up at 2 pm from an annoyed maid, shower and dress 'properly', eat lunch in kitchens, go to library till 4, walk till 5, eat and listen to stories till midnight, bath, and bed. She made it a point to avoid people as much as possible, being as quiet and stealthy as possible. Well, until the dinner and stories from the elfish mothers or elders. They were kind and spoke in common tongue for her or in basic elvish. She was beginning to learn simple phrases, but she had a LONG way to go. In the meanwhile, she bought a book, from money she found randomly, on the grammer of elvish and a humongous dictionary from common tongue to Sindarin, and vise versa. It was awesome; which was why she spent the time in the libraries, trying to read books in Sindarin. Well, the nice thing that it was a HELL of a lot easier then Spanish. Spanish was so fickle in the verb conjugations. It was rather set standard rules. The pronunciation was also a bit similar to Spanish on occasion…that and French. It was nice and flowing. She still made mistakes….okay she made a lot of mistakes but the elves were enduring with the slaughter of their language.
Though today had been…odd. Everyone was running around like their heads had been cut off. Why? Well she hadn't been able to stop one of them; they would brush her off as soon as she TRIED to ask. She sighed and spotted Elladan. Finally!
" Mani naa marien?"(What is happening/ what is going on?) She asked her brows knitted.
"Mellonea en'Mithrandir hama raktae. Mereth naa Kwaruva ten'sen sina undome!" (Friends of Gandalf have arrived. A Feast is held for them this evening!) Elladan said excitedly. She blinked and cocked her head to the side getting the vague understanding of what he said.
"Ya naa Mithrandir?"(Who is Gandalf?) she asked her head cocked to the side.
"Istari! Valquanta er!"(A wizard! A powerful one!) He said laughing. She looked at him in confusion.
" Istari?" (Wizard?)She said confusedly.
" Uma!"(Yes!) She nodded as Elladan ran off with a goodbye.
She frowned. Who the hell was Mithrandir? Perhaps some research was in order…she thought as she began to wander towards the library, deep in thought. Suddenly, a slamming into a person awoke her.
"Amin hiraetha!"(I'm sorry!) she cried out looking up. She looked up into blue-green eyes.
"N'dela no'ta," (Don't worry about it.) said a deep soothing voice, chuckling. She felt her neck heat up in embarrassment.
"Sal', Amin anta tira ten'rashwe."(Still, I need to be careful!) She said looking at him apologetically. He chuckled at some of her mispronunciations.
"Learning how to speak elvish?" He said as more as of a statement then anything else.
"Yes…it's a rather easy language to learn," she said with a grin in return. He chuckled.
"I'm not sure if the elves would be insulted or complimented by that," he said with a mischievous look. She chortled.
"They should be complimented. It means they actually thought out their language. Common tongue is a bit…complex and not very well thought out," she said with a thoughtful look. He laughed in response.
"True. My name is Aragorn." He held out a hand, to help her up.
"My name is Malucath," she replied taking his hand. He pulled her up with ease and brushed a kiss on her knuckles.
"Very nice to meet you, Malucath." She felt her neck heat up again, but she decided to brush it off.
"My, My aren't we a little gentlemen? No worries, you needn't not do so in front of me. I'm not used to such treatment," she laughed flippantly.
"But, milady, you do deserve such attention," he replied, lightly flirting with her.
"Ah, that is where you are wrong, kind sir. I need attention in an intelligent conversation, not common pleasantries." She gave him a smirk, which made him laugh.
"I'm sorry but I must go. I have research I must conduct. So if you would excuse me, kind sir." He looked at her curiously.
"On what subject?"
"On your mysterious friend, Mithrandir. I'm afraid I don't know his story, and I am rather curious." She smiled at him with ease. He nodded.
"Well, he also known as Gandalf, if that may help," he commented. She nodded.
"Tenna'ento lye omenta!"(Until we next meet!) And with that, she ran down the halls, dodging maids, butlers, and elves, while going to the destination of the library.
Several hours later, and a dragging by the ear, an upset and distraught Malu sat in front of a mirror as Maksalosa, her elven maid, brushed her raven hair into a half pony tail, with small braids from the hair above her ears. Her hair, with the special attention it had been getting lately, had gone to the point it shone blue under the light. She wore a dark blue dress with silver leaves embroidered by the scoop neck, sleeves and waist. She had a simple dark blue stone in a tear drop design hang from her ears. Where did she get these things? Apparently these were the perks of being a guest…she felt spoiled rotten…and she didn't like it one bit. Maksalosa had stained her lips a dark burgundy red and her eyes were lightly outlined with coal around the ends. She had a certain sultry look about her…she looked like a bloody whore. Just great…I feel sooooo fucking pretty now I am a whore, there goes my self esteem down 10 points. She pouted and looked to Maksalosa.
"Do I have to goooo?" she whined.
"Yes! It would be horribly rude not to!"
"In this!"
"Yes. You must show off those gifts that Lord Elrond bestowed upon you." This made her sigh.
"Very well…Oy vey." She sighed and gave one last long look and then took a deep breath. "I can do this." She mumbled to herself. She pushed open the door, and began down to the dining hall.
Her breathing seemed to stop as she saw a HUGE amount of elves. Even more then normal. And they all seem to turn to look at her. She felt the hair on her neck stand on end and her neck heated from her heart racing. She held her head high and walked with as much grace as she could, towards where she was Elrohir and Elladan. She sat in next to Elrohir, seeing as Elladan was busy entertaining a female friend. She smiled at Elrohir.
"Nae saian luume," (It's been too long.) she said with a sincere smile.
"Vanimle sila tiri sina undom," (Your beauty shines bright this evening) he said teasingly.
"Aa'na," (Maybe) she said with a careless shrug. He frowned and touched her arm lightly.
"Lle naa!"(You are!) He insisted.
"Il'iire naa anna e'pelu ikotane nir'vamimeas," (Not when to be around so many beauties!) she said lightly with humor. He still frowned but she patted his arm.
"N'dela," (Don't Worry!) She said before interrupted by the doors opening and two very loud midgets talking.
"Oh! So much food, Pip! It's more then the festivals that the Gamgee's hold!"(Because of Farmer Cotton, the Gamgees should have large meals, and Sam seems to have a lot of experience with cooking it leads me to believe his family should have big food festivals) Said one of the brown haired midgets.
"Merry! Pip! Slow down!" called a blonde hair midget.
"Hurry up Sam! They got a whole feast for us!" Pip said cheerfully.
"No it's for Frodo and Strider!" Strider? Frodo? Which one was Aragorn…She heard several elves either laugh appreciatively at their antics or snort in disgust. She wasn't sure which emotion she had…she was a bit confused. Suddenly she saw Aragorn entering with a very beautiful woman with long dark hair. What was her name? OH! Arwen! That's right. She saw him whispering in her ear making her smile and giggle. Uh oh! She was flirting with a taken man earlier! SHIT! Oh well…she wouldn't do that again…I'm such an idiot. She thought with a sigh. She watched the two sit near her up closer along with the midgets, now with another midget that had long dark hair. They called him Frodo….OH! So Aragorn is Strider…neat-o!
The evening went well; Elrohir got distracted by a nice elf lady as was Elladan, so she was left alone. They midgets were caught up in their own little world and Aragorn or Strider only had eyes for Arwen. That meant she could sneak off soon…if Elrond didn't give the look every time she got near the door…damn he was psychic. So for the 10th time so far, she sighed in agitation. She needed to get out of here. Her head turned left and right, looking for someone to entertain her. Dammit…give me entertainment.
She spotted a long blonde haired elf and grinned. He was sporting some elven wine and talking to a few elven maids who were flirting…he looked uncomfortable. Obviously he didn't want to hang out with fangirls…I wonder if he would mind one eccentric human female? …I don't think so at the moment. She walked gracefully up to Legolas.
"Lle merna salk? Amin vesta n' a'vanoa no'dal!" (Would you like to dance? I promise not to step on your feet!)She said with a careless laugh, offering her hand to the prince. He smiled.
"Uma, Arwen en amin," (Yes, milady) He said taking her hand and moving her to the dance floor. She attempted to keep up with him. But she felt warmth breath spray across her ear.
"Diola lle,"(Thank you.) he said softly, both dancing in circles with the other couples.
"Seasamin. Edainme maa ve' ron irma medi lle," (My pleasure. The women looked like they wanted to eat you) she said cheerfully. "Ar'lye n'tur garo tanyo,"(And we couldn't have that!) She could feel the short spurts of breath, telling her that he was trying to hold back a laugh. She put on a big smirk. She heard the music wind down.
"Amin quena lle karnuva asca." (I say that you should make haste!) He gave her a grin and brought her hand up and kissed her knuckles.
"Mani naa essa en lle?" (What is your name?) He asked quickly.
"Malucath Dae, Tarin Legolas en' Mirkwood,"(Malucath Dae, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood.) she said with an impish grin. He smiled back and nodded.
"Lissenen ar' maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuva," (Sweet water and light laughter till next we meet) he said softly. She smiled back and watched him walk regally towards a group of male friends with a look of scolding on his face. They must have abandoned him with the elf-maidens. This made her laugh.
Suddenly she could sense someone behind her. She turned to see a grinning Elrohir and Elladan.
"And what were yooou doing with Mister Princey?" Elrohir said with a smirk
"Saving him from a gaggle of fangirls," she said as if she saved him from death itself. "The menaces of society…fangirls." She spat out the would fangirls like elf do of orcs or dwarves…either one had the same effect. Elladan shuttered.
"What a horrible fate indeed, death by fan-girls." She nodded empathetically.
"I pity the fool who thinks they're tame." Both elves nodded somberly.
"Those poor naïve fools," they said at once. Malu sighed and then looked to the elves.
"So where are you're dates? Or did they finally tire of your antics?" She said with a playful smirk.
"Tanya awra!" (That Hurts!) They said simutaneously.
"And such a mean thing for a friend to say. Especially one whom happens to adore our very antics," Elladan said poking her arm. Malu smiled sickly sweet at him.
"Only on days ending with –y." Both of them laughed.
"Then everyday then!"
"Aye…what a sad fate indeed," she said looking terrible upset at the revelation. Elrohir laughed.
"We can have a sad fate together then, right milady?" Elladan said sweetly at her. She rose an eyebrow.
"Where is this milady? I will have to hurt her for stealing my friends." She looked around in fake anger. They laughed.
"She is a beautiful lady indeed. Shoulder length black hair. Sultry eyes. Nice big-" Elrohir was interrupted with a punch on his shoulder.
"I realllly didn't want to know you were looking. Please let me remain naïve," she said with a grimace. Elladan smirked.
"Of course milady." This made her roll her eyes.
"Yeah… What ever you say." She looked away and at Lord Elrond.
"He has been watching me the whole time…he really doesn't want me to leave early does he?" she said to the twins. They nodded.
"He wants to show that humans are able to be just as polite as elves. Some of the Mirkwood elves are a bit…hateful to humans." Elrohir said carefully, not wanting her to get angry.
"Understandable, a lot of humans are idiots that like to start war. Though…I still didn't appreciate the fact the dwarves AND Mirkwood elves are giving me paranoid looks and talk about me behind my back," she said with a sigh.
"At least I am making an effort to understand them and get to know them before I judge…prejudice people do annoy me so." Elladan and Elrohir looked to each other. Malu sighed and ran her fingers through her loose strands of hair.
"I'm gonna go try and escape. Can you go create a distraction?" She asked looked at them pleadingly. They looked hesitant but soon nodded.
"One distraction coming right up! Now make haste! Good night, my dear Malu," Elladan said with a smile. Elrohir gave his good-bye as well, as she made her way to the door on the other side of the room as quickly as possible. When she opened the door, she heard whooping and laughter. She quickly ducked into the halls and headed towards her rooms.
Grinning from ear to ear, Malu settled in a tree in the gardens. She stretched and lied across on her stomach while straddling the sturdy branch. She was content. She could see the moonlight filter through the branches and the lights reflect off of the small pool of water. Exotic flowers released a wonderful scent and gave a beautiful style to the scene. Yawning, she settled her head on her arms and stared at the clear depths of the water. Unaware, someone was watching her. She hummed quietly as she moved the skirt of her dress to show a book strapped to her thigh. She pulled it and a pen out of the straps and rearranged her skirt. Positioning the pen correctly, she pulled it across the page in light strokes, beginning to take what she saw and put it on paper. A shift in the bushes, made her jump up in surprise.
"Whose there? Yaa naa eller?" (Who is there?) She said nervously. She didn't like to be caught off guard.
"Pip! You have to be stealthy!" This made her blink. The midgets? What do they want? Shouldn't they be eating?
"If you wanted to be stealthy, you failed. Now come out so I can see you!" She called out. Two blushing midgets came out from the bushes.
"Sorry. But you looked so lonely, we just had to come out and cheer you up. But once you got settled…you looked so beautiful." Pippin, whom she recognized, said quietly. She blinked.
"I'm sorry but I am no beauty. The elven maidens are fairer then I," she said with a smile. "But thank you anways.anyway. I'm flattered."
"But that isn't true! The elf-ladies all look the same, but you look so…different." This made her laugh heartily.
"Thank you. I like being odd." They giggled both leaning against each other.
" You are surely one of a kind, Milady," Merry said with a brilliant boyish smile. She shook her head.
" Everyone is one of a kind…being different isn't that special these days," she said rubbing the back of her neck with a sheepish smile. They simultaneously blinked at her logic.
" I…never thought of it that way," admitted Pippin. Merry smirked and took the initiative.
" You never think, Pip!" Exclaimed Merry, a mischievous look in his eyes. Pippin huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Do to!" Rebuffed the said Pippin. Malucath rolled her eyes. Holding out a hand, she began introductions.
" My name is Malucath Dae" Merry and Pippin turned to her, realizing they never introduced themselves.
" Peregrin Took of the Shire, you may call me Pippin and this is Meriadoc Brandybuck of the Shire, you can call him Merry." He gestured to the said person with a smile.
" Pleased to meet you." And there was the beginning of a wonderful, mischievous and prank-filled friendship.