The Mystery of Love
~~Lily- You did not leave an e-mail so I will thank you here. Thank you for your review and I am sure there may be 25 or so but not many more erudite people. LOL. Thank you much for your time and I wish you the best of days. Namarie.
~~Mina- You also left no e-mail. To answer your request all the violence is coming up. Reyna is not weak, just innocent. You will soon see her fight and you will love it I am sure. Enjoy and thank you for your review.
Chapter Four
An Unfinished Task
~~POV-REYNA~~
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."
I couldn't help but stare at his lushly moist lips as he hugged my tightly, "Stay safe Prince Legolas."
He smiled, "I will. I want you to go to Arwen and ask her to heal you. Take a long bath and stay near her at all times. Safety in numbers cheiran {my love}."
I blushed at this reference and he ran off into the forest. I followed him until we reached the Bastion grounds. I then ran up to the front entrance and ran towards Arwen's room at full speed. When I reached it she gasped, "Young Reyna, what has happened to your clothes?"
I bit my lip and shook my head, "I dare not say.Hir {Lord} Legolas told me to stay near you until he is done."
Arwen started to ask 'done what' but held her tongue knowingly. She smiled, "Let us get you into a nice bubbly bath."
I smiled, "Yes, thank you." I stripped off his stench, my sweat and blood, and the stains that coated my garments. I filled the bath quickly with warm water. I turned to Arwen, "Híril Arwen, how far along is the babe?"
She smiled, "Only three months, that is why battle is not yet hard on me. I fret though for Aragorn's condition. He is getting rather old and I am afraid our son will end up fatherless before he reaches maturity."
I bit my lip, "Fret not mellon {friend}. Aragorn will be here for the child. Trust me."
She glanced at me, "Dost your Fae senses tell you this Híril?"
I nodded in confirmation, "Thou shan't need to fret so anymore. If worst potential circumstances ensue I shall conduct everything in the proper manner."
Arwen smiled, "Your efforts are always appreciated mellon. I do wonder though, how thy speech may alter so quickly. First you swear viciously at the king and next word you speak is proper tongue. Why the change in your speech when angered?"
I flushed a rosy color, "I suppose it is my father's temper. Being raised in Gondor's court I heard many a swear word and picked up on them in my youth. Always used in anger and without known female presence. Tis the same way I use it, I suppose that would be the reason."
Arwen nodded, "I shall go search my closets for a suitable dress. A banquet is being held tomorrow, tis Ehtele'mele {vernal equinox}."
My eyes widened, "Truly? It has come quickly upon us this year. I shan't have a partner for the festivities though." I frowned, "I shall never accept Hir Lorei's request to be so either. That man is vile and crude and an insult to elven kind."
Arwen face turned serious, "Choose your words well in front of unknown visitors."
I nodded and sunk slowly into the soothing water. Lorei stormed into Arwen's chamber, "Where is she? That lying harlot! My brother just shot three arrows at my chest! One led to the gouge in my arm and now I will slay her for slander!"
Arwen remained calm as I fell completely silent and sunk deeper into the water. She smiled to him, "Hir Lorei, I am sure Híril Reyna would not lie. She is not here, now if you do not mind I would like to take my prepared bath."
Lorei paused for a moment to consider her alibi. He snarled lightly and exited the room in a brusque manner. Arwen turned, "You have gotten him very angry now Híril. You would be best off if you fled." I snarled at her and she sighed. Arwen shook her head, "Just like Legolas, stubborn to a point."
I blushed and she let out a startled laugh. I looked up innocently; "What? Is something so funny that you laugh so?"
Arwen laughed airily, "It seems while Lorei has been after you that someone else has caught your dark eyes."
I rolled my eyes, "My eyes have fell upon no one yet Híril. I am just trying to fulfill my vision. To learn as much about elves as I can."
Arwen smiled, "Sure you are. Is that why you haven't even told a soul of your mission?"
I bit my lip, "Lorei's affections have delayed me." Arwen nodded unbelievingly. I changed the subject, "So how old is Hir Legolas?"
Arwen rolled her eyes, "Two thousand nine hundred and thirty one."
I sighed, "I feel so young. I was proud to turn three hundred."
Arwen eyes sparked with curiosity, "You said your father was Sauron's right hand man.yet the war ended two hundred and thirty years ago. Why on middle earth were you conceived so late into Sauron's downfall?"
I laughed, "Well. My father hadn't a clue that he had impregnated an immortal. You see, a human carries child for ten months; whilst all immortal's terms are fifteen months. I was supposed to be a boy that could inherit all of my father's lands.yet when my mother bore a girl he was furious. He killed her. Gandalf took me to Gondor and then slain my father himself. My father was foolish to think a Wicca Fae could bear a male. Since all Wicca Fae are female there was a twenty-five percent chance of me being male." I shook my head, "Luckily for me, since I am only half Wicca Fae there is approximately a thirty-seven point five percent chance that I can bear a male. When I have a child her chances will also increase. The only way to keep our blood pure is to mate with an Istari. I wish not to keep my blood pure though. I wish to bear the first male Wicca Fae."
Arwen nodded, smiling. She sighed, "I would love to visit your lands sometime. Do they call them kingdoms?"
I smiled, "We call them landings. Since we don't have kings there is not reason to call them so. We have a Countess of each landing and finally we have the Queen who rules over all five landings. You should visit sometime. Maybe you and the babe can visit once my dreams cease. It is so beautiful. The architecture is similar to Rivendelle's and it is so gorgeous. The Bastion, where I will return, is high in the mountains while the landings lead down each side to the foot of the mountain. Snow falls at least once a week. There are massive fireplaces in each room. The dining hall holds one thousand guests and one hundred members of the court. We have great feasts all the time. Dense forests cover the land outside the Bastion and rivers that freeze in the winter. Tis the most lovely land I have ever set foot upon. It smells of fresh snow in winter, sweet buttercups in spring, rich brooks in summer, and sweet maple syrup in fall."
Arwen opened her eyes, "I could almost picture it.""
I smiled, " I think I am beginning to miss home." Arwen smiled and walked towards the door.
"Híril Reyna, keep your senses up because I am going to go find Legolas. If I see Ariane or Kiray I will tell them to come guard my room. They are male but they are also decent males."
I laughed, "Thank you for the warning. I wish you the quickest of searches." Arwen nodded and departed. I sank into the tub softly. About twelve minutes passed and there was a soft knock on the door, "Híril Reyna, it is I, Ariane."
I smiled, "Come in Ariane." He walked around the corner and I gasped, "Help!" I dashed out of the tub and grabbed a towel. I wrapped it around my body and growled. "Lumna Hanu {burdensome male}."
~~End~~
Who is it? BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! CLIFFHANGER (not really)!!!! Well, was it good? I hope so. Next chappy will be out as soon as possible. Thank you all for your reviews! Please R&R.
~~Lily- You did not leave an e-mail so I will thank you here. Thank you for your review and I am sure there may be 25 or so but not many more erudite people. LOL. Thank you much for your time and I wish you the best of days. Namarie.
~~Mina- You also left no e-mail. To answer your request all the violence is coming up. Reyna is not weak, just innocent. You will soon see her fight and you will love it I am sure. Enjoy and thank you for your review.
Chapter Four
An Unfinished Task
~~POV-REYNA~~
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."
I couldn't help but stare at his lushly moist lips as he hugged my tightly, "Stay safe Prince Legolas."
He smiled, "I will. I want you to go to Arwen and ask her to heal you. Take a long bath and stay near her at all times. Safety in numbers cheiran {my love}."
I blushed at this reference and he ran off into the forest. I followed him until we reached the Bastion grounds. I then ran up to the front entrance and ran towards Arwen's room at full speed. When I reached it she gasped, "Young Reyna, what has happened to your clothes?"
I bit my lip and shook my head, "I dare not say.Hir {Lord} Legolas told me to stay near you until he is done."
Arwen started to ask 'done what' but held her tongue knowingly. She smiled, "Let us get you into a nice bubbly bath."
I smiled, "Yes, thank you." I stripped off his stench, my sweat and blood, and the stains that coated my garments. I filled the bath quickly with warm water. I turned to Arwen, "Híril Arwen, how far along is the babe?"
She smiled, "Only three months, that is why battle is not yet hard on me. I fret though for Aragorn's condition. He is getting rather old and I am afraid our son will end up fatherless before he reaches maturity."
I bit my lip, "Fret not mellon {friend}. Aragorn will be here for the child. Trust me."
She glanced at me, "Dost your Fae senses tell you this Híril?"
I nodded in confirmation, "Thou shan't need to fret so anymore. If worst potential circumstances ensue I shall conduct everything in the proper manner."
Arwen smiled, "Your efforts are always appreciated mellon. I do wonder though, how thy speech may alter so quickly. First you swear viciously at the king and next word you speak is proper tongue. Why the change in your speech when angered?"
I flushed a rosy color, "I suppose it is my father's temper. Being raised in Gondor's court I heard many a swear word and picked up on them in my youth. Always used in anger and without known female presence. Tis the same way I use it, I suppose that would be the reason."
Arwen nodded, "I shall go search my closets for a suitable dress. A banquet is being held tomorrow, tis Ehtele'mele {vernal equinox}."
My eyes widened, "Truly? It has come quickly upon us this year. I shan't have a partner for the festivities though." I frowned, "I shall never accept Hir Lorei's request to be so either. That man is vile and crude and an insult to elven kind."
Arwen face turned serious, "Choose your words well in front of unknown visitors."
I nodded and sunk slowly into the soothing water. Lorei stormed into Arwen's chamber, "Where is she? That lying harlot! My brother just shot three arrows at my chest! One led to the gouge in my arm and now I will slay her for slander!"
Arwen remained calm as I fell completely silent and sunk deeper into the water. She smiled to him, "Hir Lorei, I am sure Híril Reyna would not lie. She is not here, now if you do not mind I would like to take my prepared bath."
Lorei paused for a moment to consider her alibi. He snarled lightly and exited the room in a brusque manner. Arwen turned, "You have gotten him very angry now Híril. You would be best off if you fled." I snarled at her and she sighed. Arwen shook her head, "Just like Legolas, stubborn to a point."
I blushed and she let out a startled laugh. I looked up innocently; "What? Is something so funny that you laugh so?"
Arwen laughed airily, "It seems while Lorei has been after you that someone else has caught your dark eyes."
I rolled my eyes, "My eyes have fell upon no one yet Híril. I am just trying to fulfill my vision. To learn as much about elves as I can."
Arwen smiled, "Sure you are. Is that why you haven't even told a soul of your mission?"
I bit my lip, "Lorei's affections have delayed me." Arwen nodded unbelievingly. I changed the subject, "So how old is Hir Legolas?"
Arwen rolled her eyes, "Two thousand nine hundred and thirty one."
I sighed, "I feel so young. I was proud to turn three hundred."
Arwen eyes sparked with curiosity, "You said your father was Sauron's right hand man.yet the war ended two hundred and thirty years ago. Why on middle earth were you conceived so late into Sauron's downfall?"
I laughed, "Well. My father hadn't a clue that he had impregnated an immortal. You see, a human carries child for ten months; whilst all immortal's terms are fifteen months. I was supposed to be a boy that could inherit all of my father's lands.yet when my mother bore a girl he was furious. He killed her. Gandalf took me to Gondor and then slain my father himself. My father was foolish to think a Wicca Fae could bear a male. Since all Wicca Fae are female there was a twenty-five percent chance of me being male." I shook my head, "Luckily for me, since I am only half Wicca Fae there is approximately a thirty-seven point five percent chance that I can bear a male. When I have a child her chances will also increase. The only way to keep our blood pure is to mate with an Istari. I wish not to keep my blood pure though. I wish to bear the first male Wicca Fae."
Arwen nodded, smiling. She sighed, "I would love to visit your lands sometime. Do they call them kingdoms?"
I smiled, "We call them landings. Since we don't have kings there is not reason to call them so. We have a Countess of each landing and finally we have the Queen who rules over all five landings. You should visit sometime. Maybe you and the babe can visit once my dreams cease. It is so beautiful. The architecture is similar to Rivendelle's and it is so gorgeous. The Bastion, where I will return, is high in the mountains while the landings lead down each side to the foot of the mountain. Snow falls at least once a week. There are massive fireplaces in each room. The dining hall holds one thousand guests and one hundred members of the court. We have great feasts all the time. Dense forests cover the land outside the Bastion and rivers that freeze in the winter. Tis the most lovely land I have ever set foot upon. It smells of fresh snow in winter, sweet buttercups in spring, rich brooks in summer, and sweet maple syrup in fall."
Arwen opened her eyes, "I could almost picture it.""
I smiled, " I think I am beginning to miss home." Arwen smiled and walked towards the door.
"Híril Reyna, keep your senses up because I am going to go find Legolas. If I see Ariane or Kiray I will tell them to come guard my room. They are male but they are also decent males."
I laughed, "Thank you for the warning. I wish you the quickest of searches." Arwen nodded and departed. I sank into the tub softly. About twelve minutes passed and there was a soft knock on the door, "Híril Reyna, it is I, Ariane."
I smiled, "Come in Ariane." He walked around the corner and I gasped, "Help!" I dashed out of the tub and grabbed a towel. I wrapped it around my body and growled. "Lumna Hanu {burdensome male}."
~~End~~
Who is it? BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! CLIFFHANGER (not really)!!!! Well, was it good? I hope so. Next chappy will be out as soon as possible. Thank you all for your reviews! Please R&R.