The Mystery of Love
Chapter Three
Tempers Flare
~~POV-REYNA~~
I woke at eleven a.m. to the sound of a soft knock at my door. I groaned, "I already saw Hir Legolas, thank you anyway."
A soft female voice responded, "Quel arin. (Good Morning) Dear, I think you should come read this." I recognized Arwen's voice and groaned sleepily. She sounded quite urgent so I struggled to steal my alertness back from the night, which stole it in my sleep.
I wiped the sleep from my eyes, "Quel arin to you too." I tried to open my eyes and morning's bright rays momentarily stole my vision. I whined, "Arwen I am tired."
She sounded rather annoyed. She sighed, "You are also engaged."
I sat straight up, "What!?" I grabbed an elegant forest green dress and pulled it over my head. My skin was a pale honey color and complimented it nicely. It had golden threads intertwined in it. I braided the front sides of my hair and pulled them back into a half-ponytail if you will. I then applied a soft gloss to my lips with my magic and smiled. I opened the door for Arwen, "Do tell me of this engagement." Arwen sat down in a lounge chair on my balcony and sighed. She looked terribly preoccupied, and worried. I sat up straight in a chair near her, sipping a cool glass of Mirkwood's finest lemonade.
She smiled weakly at me, "Lorei has posted news of an engagement all throughout Mirkwood. I knew I did not trust that man."
I gasped, "That bastard! I could have his head for slander!" I snarled loudly thinking of him. Never once had I lead him on, I had even stopped his advances in their tracks yet he continues to try and win me. My temper was flaring, and hard to contain.
Arwen grimaced, "You must flee Reyna, it is the only way." She sounded pleading.
I snarled, "Reyna Lindele of the Court of Gondor. Daughter of Deosa and Lindele does not flee. My father was Sauron's right hand man and my mother was Queen Deosa before she died thank you. I flee from no one."
Arwen sighed, "Being the daughter of a Dark Elf of Sauron is not something admired here." Her tone warned me wearily.
I tried not to bare my teeth as I spoke to her. My reign on my temper snapped. My eyes darkened, "I know, I was just proving a point. I will not flee from an arrogant elf who treats me like property." I picked up my bow forged from silver and elven hairs. I sheathed my elven sword and strapped my quiver of wooden, steel tipped arrows onto my back. I also sheathed a small dagger forged of emerald. Aragorn had bequeathed me with it on my one hundred and fiftieth birthday. The handle was silver wrapped in the finest cotton to protect my hands from callusing. I put a small blue stoned necklace around my neck to prove my Wicca Fae heritage and left the room, intent on finding my prey. I stormed past the dining hall where Legolas caught a glimpse of me and followed me. I pushed past three guards and ran into the throne room.
I glared at Thranduil, "Where is that bastard?! Show me where he is so I can gut the prick!" I bowed slightly after speaking and threw the stray strands of chestnut hair over my shoulder. I saw Legolas eyeing me somewhat astonishingly from the doorway. I could tell not why he was giving me such a look.
Thranduil pointed to his left and I stormed down the hall to the massive doors at the end. I threw them open as Legolas caught up and sighed, "Mellon! (Friend) Don't do this. You are a young Híril. It is unflattering for someone of your stature to act in such an undesirable way. You heritage grants you the title of royalty so start acting the part. Such a foul mouth is not becoming." I glared at him, my brown eyes hinted with a stormy gray of cold winter. He had a caring look in his eyes that almost dulled my anger.
I snarled at him, "Legolas.when you act like a Prince I shall behave like a Lady." I knew that I would regret that soon but now was not the time. If my rage dulled much more I would loose all fire and impulse to eradicate Mirkwood of such a dreadful plague.
He growled back, "Lady, please!" I stopped and he put his hands on my shoulders, "Lorei is nothing like any other elf. Please do not kill him, we need him to succeed the king."
I glared into his earnest blue eyes piercingly, "No. You are the one they need and you are not there for them. The people of Mirkwood would be better off without King than with that barbarian dictating to them. Your friends and family would be dead before they realized their error! Now, let me finish what I should never have allowed to start in the first place." I stormed off in a huff.
Arwen ran up, "What on middle earth? You cannot slay the Prince!" I snarled at her also as she tried to stop me.
I ran down the hall and nocked my arrow. I shot on arrow straight into Lorei's left calf as he walked towards his chambers unaware of my presence. For an elf he was pretty neglectful of his senses. He howled in pain as my arrow flew true and then he turned and lunged at me. He landed on top of me and clamped a hand over my mouth. I bit him several times and stabbed his arm twice but to no avail. Legolas and Arwen were a ways behind me and I had no clue if they had yet departed or had indeed pursued me. Prince Lorei smirked evilly, "Well well well. Melwa Hírilamin, Reyna. {My lovely lady Reyna} How good it is that you have finally paid me a visit." He grabbed my arm and pulled me up as he stood. He wrenched my arm behind my back, "Make not a sound else your throat be slit."
As I snarled softly he pulled my arm further up and I struggled not to cry out. He walked towards his bedchambers and chuckled softly. I gasped, "Dare not grab me in such a manner again! Let go of me you brute! Help me, someone come to aide me!!"
~~POV CHANGE-LEGOLAS GREENLEAF~~
I heard the yelling of a young girl in the distance and took off down the cluttered corridors. I prayed to Valar that it was not Híril Reyna. My arms habitually drew back my loaded bow as I approached Lorei's corridor. I saw his chamber door lying open and a trail of blood leading up to it. I tensed and walked in. The window was open and blood trailed onto the balcony and over the edge. I bit my lip so that the roar in the back of my throat would not escape and give away my presence. I failed, "Lorei!"
As I received a silent response I bounded off the edge of the balcony and landed soundlessly on two feet. I charged through the forest, elves may not leave footprints but blood doesn't lie.
~~POV CHANGE-REYNA~~
I woke to see the sun setting over the trees and I gasped, "Wherever could I be, what has ensued?" I saw my cloak, weapons and dress laying on a rock nearby. I looked down to see that I was wearing bra and bloody underwear. I gasped, "He wouldn't dare.he couldn't have." I sobbed as I saw blood on my dress also and the numbness of sleep wore off to revive a searing pain between my legs. I painstakingly crawled to my feet and stumbled over to my weapons. I collected them in my feeble arms and lurched through the forest. My senses were too numb with pain and sleep to work properly and I was left with the senses of a human. I staggered through the trees weakly until I heard a soft voice singing a lovely song. I followed it to see Legolas dipping his feet into a lake. He was singing quietly to himself. I made out the words barely. (A/N: I know this is a rather pathetic song/poem but oh well; it fits perfectly)
"Rain falls from the sky,
No one suspects a thing,
But something is happening
While it's raining
~
No one can see you,
As you make you're descent,
But I saw you and know
That you are heaven sent.
~
A twist of fate it is,
Only I see these things
Your brilliant halo
And feathery wings.
~
And such a gift
You have endowed
To let me be here,
With you right now
~
Your eyes are deep,
A mysterious brown.
They encompass me
Your love is all around.
~
Your caress is so soft,
It feels like I am melting
When you say I love you
My heart just starts swelling
~
Your smile can light up a room,
Your laughter is so sweet,
Fate played a dominant role
When it caused our hearts to meet.
~
Please know that you my dearest love
Will be the one I give my heart to.
It yours to hold and cherish
And do with it what you want to."
I sighed, for he had a lovely voice. It flowed through the trees like the golden sun's rays shine through the canopy. As he stopped I stepped on a twig ever so lightly. Ever so lightly, however, was a bit too loud for elf ears and Legolas turned. I gasped and blushed furiously.
He approached me, "Híril {lady}, I was looking for you all afternoon, what has happened to you? I searched as best I could, but to no avail! I am sorry."
He looked at my tattered undergarments and I blushed. I bit my lip, "I just woke at sunset, and after Lorei punched me I do not remember a thing until then." He ran a hand against a very tender bruise on my cheek and shook his head angrily.
He growled, "No decent elf would ever hit a woman. For this he truly shall pay." He looked at my blood soaked panties and gasped, "No! He better not have." His voice trailed off as he gathered up his shoes, bow and sword.
I stopped him, "Legolas, don't do this. Remember just this morning you warned me not to slay him."
Legolas let out a soft feral yell, "No man steals from a woman." I blushed and he looked into my eyes for a long while, "Lady." He brought his face so close to mine that I could smell the sweet scent of the fruit he had eaten recently.
~END~
What's he going to say! HAHAHA!!! Cliffhanger (kind of)! Hahahaha and I need 25 reviews to update so you better yell at all your buddies to read my lovely story! Anyway, please R&R and thank you all for reading. Also, it is not a coincidence that her father's name and her sir name is elvish for 'music' but you will have to wait and find out why. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Chapter Three
Tempers Flare
~~POV-REYNA~~
I woke at eleven a.m. to the sound of a soft knock at my door. I groaned, "I already saw Hir Legolas, thank you anyway."
A soft female voice responded, "Quel arin. (Good Morning) Dear, I think you should come read this." I recognized Arwen's voice and groaned sleepily. She sounded quite urgent so I struggled to steal my alertness back from the night, which stole it in my sleep.
I wiped the sleep from my eyes, "Quel arin to you too." I tried to open my eyes and morning's bright rays momentarily stole my vision. I whined, "Arwen I am tired."
She sounded rather annoyed. She sighed, "You are also engaged."
I sat straight up, "What!?" I grabbed an elegant forest green dress and pulled it over my head. My skin was a pale honey color and complimented it nicely. It had golden threads intertwined in it. I braided the front sides of my hair and pulled them back into a half-ponytail if you will. I then applied a soft gloss to my lips with my magic and smiled. I opened the door for Arwen, "Do tell me of this engagement." Arwen sat down in a lounge chair on my balcony and sighed. She looked terribly preoccupied, and worried. I sat up straight in a chair near her, sipping a cool glass of Mirkwood's finest lemonade.
She smiled weakly at me, "Lorei has posted news of an engagement all throughout Mirkwood. I knew I did not trust that man."
I gasped, "That bastard! I could have his head for slander!" I snarled loudly thinking of him. Never once had I lead him on, I had even stopped his advances in their tracks yet he continues to try and win me. My temper was flaring, and hard to contain.
Arwen grimaced, "You must flee Reyna, it is the only way." She sounded pleading.
I snarled, "Reyna Lindele of the Court of Gondor. Daughter of Deosa and Lindele does not flee. My father was Sauron's right hand man and my mother was Queen Deosa before she died thank you. I flee from no one."
Arwen sighed, "Being the daughter of a Dark Elf of Sauron is not something admired here." Her tone warned me wearily.
I tried not to bare my teeth as I spoke to her. My reign on my temper snapped. My eyes darkened, "I know, I was just proving a point. I will not flee from an arrogant elf who treats me like property." I picked up my bow forged from silver and elven hairs. I sheathed my elven sword and strapped my quiver of wooden, steel tipped arrows onto my back. I also sheathed a small dagger forged of emerald. Aragorn had bequeathed me with it on my one hundred and fiftieth birthday. The handle was silver wrapped in the finest cotton to protect my hands from callusing. I put a small blue stoned necklace around my neck to prove my Wicca Fae heritage and left the room, intent on finding my prey. I stormed past the dining hall where Legolas caught a glimpse of me and followed me. I pushed past three guards and ran into the throne room.
I glared at Thranduil, "Where is that bastard?! Show me where he is so I can gut the prick!" I bowed slightly after speaking and threw the stray strands of chestnut hair over my shoulder. I saw Legolas eyeing me somewhat astonishingly from the doorway. I could tell not why he was giving me such a look.
Thranduil pointed to his left and I stormed down the hall to the massive doors at the end. I threw them open as Legolas caught up and sighed, "Mellon! (Friend) Don't do this. You are a young Híril. It is unflattering for someone of your stature to act in such an undesirable way. You heritage grants you the title of royalty so start acting the part. Such a foul mouth is not becoming." I glared at him, my brown eyes hinted with a stormy gray of cold winter. He had a caring look in his eyes that almost dulled my anger.
I snarled at him, "Legolas.when you act like a Prince I shall behave like a Lady." I knew that I would regret that soon but now was not the time. If my rage dulled much more I would loose all fire and impulse to eradicate Mirkwood of such a dreadful plague.
He growled back, "Lady, please!" I stopped and he put his hands on my shoulders, "Lorei is nothing like any other elf. Please do not kill him, we need him to succeed the king."
I glared into his earnest blue eyes piercingly, "No. You are the one they need and you are not there for them. The people of Mirkwood would be better off without King than with that barbarian dictating to them. Your friends and family would be dead before they realized their error! Now, let me finish what I should never have allowed to start in the first place." I stormed off in a huff.
Arwen ran up, "What on middle earth? You cannot slay the Prince!" I snarled at her also as she tried to stop me.
I ran down the hall and nocked my arrow. I shot on arrow straight into Lorei's left calf as he walked towards his chambers unaware of my presence. For an elf he was pretty neglectful of his senses. He howled in pain as my arrow flew true and then he turned and lunged at me. He landed on top of me and clamped a hand over my mouth. I bit him several times and stabbed his arm twice but to no avail. Legolas and Arwen were a ways behind me and I had no clue if they had yet departed or had indeed pursued me. Prince Lorei smirked evilly, "Well well well. Melwa Hírilamin, Reyna. {My lovely lady Reyna} How good it is that you have finally paid me a visit." He grabbed my arm and pulled me up as he stood. He wrenched my arm behind my back, "Make not a sound else your throat be slit."
As I snarled softly he pulled my arm further up and I struggled not to cry out. He walked towards his bedchambers and chuckled softly. I gasped, "Dare not grab me in such a manner again! Let go of me you brute! Help me, someone come to aide me!!"
~~POV CHANGE-LEGOLAS GREENLEAF~~
I heard the yelling of a young girl in the distance and took off down the cluttered corridors. I prayed to Valar that it was not Híril Reyna. My arms habitually drew back my loaded bow as I approached Lorei's corridor. I saw his chamber door lying open and a trail of blood leading up to it. I tensed and walked in. The window was open and blood trailed onto the balcony and over the edge. I bit my lip so that the roar in the back of my throat would not escape and give away my presence. I failed, "Lorei!"
As I received a silent response I bounded off the edge of the balcony and landed soundlessly on two feet. I charged through the forest, elves may not leave footprints but blood doesn't lie.
~~POV CHANGE-REYNA~~
I woke to see the sun setting over the trees and I gasped, "Wherever could I be, what has ensued?" I saw my cloak, weapons and dress laying on a rock nearby. I looked down to see that I was wearing bra and bloody underwear. I gasped, "He wouldn't dare.he couldn't have." I sobbed as I saw blood on my dress also and the numbness of sleep wore off to revive a searing pain between my legs. I painstakingly crawled to my feet and stumbled over to my weapons. I collected them in my feeble arms and lurched through the forest. My senses were too numb with pain and sleep to work properly and I was left with the senses of a human. I staggered through the trees weakly until I heard a soft voice singing a lovely song. I followed it to see Legolas dipping his feet into a lake. He was singing quietly to himself. I made out the words barely. (A/N: I know this is a rather pathetic song/poem but oh well; it fits perfectly)
"Rain falls from the sky,
No one suspects a thing,
But something is happening
While it's raining
~
No one can see you,
As you make you're descent,
But I saw you and know
That you are heaven sent.
~
A twist of fate it is,
Only I see these things
Your brilliant halo
And feathery wings.
~
And such a gift
You have endowed
To let me be here,
With you right now
~
Your eyes are deep,
A mysterious brown.
They encompass me
Your love is all around.
~
Your caress is so soft,
It feels like I am melting
When you say I love you
My heart just starts swelling
~
Your smile can light up a room,
Your laughter is so sweet,
Fate played a dominant role
When it caused our hearts to meet.
~
Please know that you my dearest love
Will be the one I give my heart to.
It yours to hold and cherish
And do with it what you want to."
I sighed, for he had a lovely voice. It flowed through the trees like the golden sun's rays shine through the canopy. As he stopped I stepped on a twig ever so lightly. Ever so lightly, however, was a bit too loud for elf ears and Legolas turned. I gasped and blushed furiously.
He approached me, "Híril {lady}, I was looking for you all afternoon, what has happened to you? I searched as best I could, but to no avail! I am sorry."
He looked at my tattered undergarments and I blushed. I bit my lip, "I just woke at sunset, and after Lorei punched me I do not remember a thing until then." He ran a hand against a very tender bruise on my cheek and shook his head angrily.
He growled, "No decent elf would ever hit a woman. For this he truly shall pay." He looked at my blood soaked panties and gasped, "No! He better not have." His voice trailed off as he gathered up his shoes, bow and sword.
I stopped him, "Legolas, don't do this. Remember just this morning you warned me not to slay him."
Legolas let out a soft feral yell, "No man steals from a woman." I blushed and he looked into my eyes for a long while, "Lady." He brought his face so close to mine that I could smell the sweet scent of the fruit he had eaten recently.
~END~
What's he going to say! HAHAHA!!! Cliffhanger (kind of)! Hahahaha and I need 25 reviews to update so you better yell at all your buddies to read my lovely story! Anyway, please R&R and thank you all for reading. Also, it is not a coincidence that her father's name and her sir name is elvish for 'music' but you will have to wait and find out why. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!