The Mystery of Love
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Chapter Forty-Nine
From Mystery to Mission
~~~POV-LEGOLAS THRANDUILLION~~~
I was tingling with energy as I led Reyna down the stairs to the Grand Hall. There was a loud applause as every elf in the Hall stood and clapped. I smiled brightly, "Ta na ikotane quel ele llie." {It is so good to see you all.}
Reyna smiled, "Tul'dome, lye caeluva timoel." {Tonight we will have fun.}
She looked so gorgeous in her long gown. "May I have this dance?"
My kitten's eyes sparkled. "En rant melamin." {Of course, my love.}
I pulled her close to me; I could smell the scent of her. "Why do you smell so good?"
She smiled, "I am wearing perfume. It is coconut oil from a coconut. They are lovely trees from the last landing. I will show you some time."
With a nod, I wrapped my arms around her waist. "Yes, you must."
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
Legolas and I had danced many a time before Ariane came over with an inquiry. Legolas had told me that he would be needed elsewhere for a while. It was a shame; he was an excellent dancer. With a sigh, I had resorted to finding something to eat.
As I ate dinner with Loraine during the ball, I sighed. "It is so disturbing. I have a great sister right here is Eryn Lasgallen, you, and yet my blood sister is a terrible conniving she-elf."
Suddenly, another female voice behind me spoke a word of comfort. "No need to worry about someone like her. Tonight is your night Reyna."
"Arwen?" Arwen stood behind me with a bright smile on her face. She looked more then fair in her silver and white gown. "You came here from Imladris?"
She smiled, "Yes. It was not a long ride. Legolas invited us. We are all here, spare Elrohir because he is acting in ata's place, and I cannot wait to see what this is all about!" {Daddy's.}
I smiled brightly, "Come have a seat." Gently, I patted the seat next to mine. Aragorn approached and pulled it out for her.
"Hírilamin." {My lady.} Aragorn sat across from her, next to Loraine. Elrond sat next to Loraine on the other side and Elladan on his left.
I smiled, "Mae Govannen quendi o Imladris." {Well-met elves of Imladris (Rivendell).}
Elrond nodded, "Ar lle Tari Reyna. Sut na lle?" {And you Queen Reyna. How are you?}
Elladan started to talk with Legolas, who took a seat on my left. "Amin na quel, diola lle Hir Elrond. Ar lle? Sut na lle?" {I am well, thank you Lord Elrond. And you? How are you?}
He smiled genuinely. "Amin na quel ten' amin sina mani na tulien." {I am well for I know what is coming.}
Something about his statement made Legolas laugh. "Ta na quel ele enllie." {It is good to see you all again.}
Gandalf's voice rose behind him. "It is always good to see an old friend again."
Legolas turned and embraced the tall elderly man. "Mithrandir! It is so good to see you!"
Gandalf, Elrond, Elladan, Arwen, Legolas, Loraine and I, the one who did not fit, the fluke, toasted to a grand evening.
I smiled and kissed Legolas. "Ar le mela." {And to love.}
Loraine smiled, "Uma." Another toast with Saerloonian Glowfire and Evermead slashing out onto the table brought a laugh from myself and many around me. A hearty feast would raise my spirits, and this looked like just that.
"For tonight, I forget Lotewen Lindele. Tonight, I am Reyna, Queen of the Fae."
This is when the room fell silent. At first, I worried that I had said something wrong. Obviously, I was wrong. Legolas pushed his chair back and turned mine around. He knelt before me, on his right knee (it's the right, correct?) and smiled. "Reyna Lindele, Court of Gondor, Queen of the Wicca Fae and keeper of my heart. It is now that I will ask you if I may add another title to your name. May I now call you fiancé of Legolas, Prince of Eryn Lasgallen? May I now call you Queen of Eryn Lasgallen also?"
I stood still as a statue for several minutes. The only movements were my turquoise colored tears dripping down my face. Every inch of my body was hypersensitive. My feet pressing against the ground, my hair brushing against my back, the soft breeze from the balcony, the coughs or stirring of the other elves, I picked up every sound, sight, touch, and smell.
Legolas was kneeling before me, his eyes locked on mine. With a deep breath, I smiled. "King Legolas Thranduillion of Eryn Lasgallen and Lord of my Heart. I will accept your truly marvelous offer on one condition."
Even the coughing and whispers stopped now. "What is your condition Tariamin?" {My queen.}
"I request that you also become King of the Fae. Never before has a Fae Queen taken more than a consort, but I believe more firmly in our love and wish to do so."
Legolas stood and embraced me tightly, "En rant melamin." {Of course my love.} Small turquoise tears caught in my lashes. His kissed me, tenderly yet the kiss was filled with so much passion that I felt like melting.
Melting was exactly the right word. My feet grew weak as he held the kiss. Finally, we separated to breath. "Legolas, I want to love you forever."
He smiled, "You will my love." Then he slipped something cold onto my finger. A bonding ring started to warm as it wrapped around my skin. Just a plain silver band, with a small word inscribed magically. 'Cathelle', or kitten, was engraved in the band.
Slowly, but surely I danced him towards the doors of the Grand Hall. Once we arrived we started to slip out. It was hard to be discreet when I was wearing a small ring of silver garland, a sort of crown, which Legolas had placed on my head and Legolas was wearing a more masculine form of the same thing. No other elf had their head adorned, which only made things worse.
Luckily, or purposely, no one stopped us as we scampered out of the Hall and towards our bedchamber. I kissed him fiercely and grinned. "Too bad we aren't bonded yet, or you would be in for a nice night. I am tipsy and in love with you."
He shrugged, "Oh well." Another kiss silenced the two of us. As I leaned against our bed, I smiled.
"I never knew love was so much fun."
Legolas grinned, "Oh it gets better." I raised my eyebrow curiously.
He looked at my dress keenly. The soft sky blue of the crushed velvet made him reach out and touch it. "Such odd fabrics from Gondor and Rohan. Though I must admit, they are pleasing to the eye on one as fair as you."
His taunting voice caused my mind to spark a singsong poem.
"Truth be told, in mortal lands, this dress was plain and dull. Though I could tell in his eyes so fair that he did not agree at all. Try as I might to slay the demon of love within him. As he beheld my appearance before him, his love filled to the rim. Passionate heat within us swelled and called us together again. He as my King and I the queen, forever shall we reign."
Legolas smiled, "A maiden fair as thee who can improvise verse and song? What more could an elven prince, such as I, forever long?"
I grinned back, "Such a enjoyable game this is but I believe we've missed...there's more to be done before the dawn, so now, let us...kiss." Legolas laughed merrily, such outright merriment made me follow suit. "I will love thee forever, melamin."
My prince smiled. "I have taught you of this love quite well it seems."
"Better than well. You have taught me how to love my Other forever...and that is an irreplaceable gift."
A sly smile covered his lips as he kissed me. "Ah, but thou hast done the same, fair maiden, so no debt lies to pay. Just take me into thy arms so fair and hold me 'till the day." I wrapped him into a tight embrace and fell back onto the bed. He kissed me softly, but it was enough to get my heart racing.
His silken lips traveled from my lips to my throat, causing me to blush brightly. His lips felt so right on my skin. I had never thought that I would have such a feeling. Legolas proved me wrong, and for that I would be forever grateful.
~~~POV-LOTEWEN LINDELE~~~
Anger swelled within me as I watched him get down on his knees. Then, the stupid whore of a sister of mine started crying her perfect blue tears. 'What a fairy tale ending. Tch. I am part Fae too. No one cares about that. I should be queen, not Reyna.' I collected two more plates and carried them into the kitchen. It was a great cover scam. Reyna was not going to wake up tomorrow and I knew exactly how. I watched the two lovesick fools walk out of the Hall, kissing each other.
'Ugh, as if anything could possibly be more disgusting.' I hope she kills him on her to hell. He is a waste of flesh now that he has humbled himself before such trash.' I became nauseated at just the image of him kneeling before her. "She will pay for her transgressions. She will pay a dearly high price."
I know it is roguish of an elf to hate so much, but then again, most elves did not have Reyna for a sister. Two sisters, one raised as a Fae and the other an Elf. Why would the little Princess of the Fae win the heart of my Elven lover? Such terrible fate this is, and how much pain it will bring. As for me, when Reyna never wakes, I will not feel a thing.
An evil smirk crossed my silken elven lips. "Reyna is not the only one who can act through rhyme and song. Come the bright light of day, the little wench will be gone."
Oh how much joy such news brought me. Elation was the only word to explain it. I turned to the captive at my side. "If all does not go well and she appears at midday, I still have the edge."
With another smirk I turned to leave, "Sorry if it is not what you are used to Princess but it will have to do." I looked at the other captive. "And what will Reyna say when she finds out her friend of old is in peril? Will she give up her claim to the Prince? She better, or you two will never see the light of day again." Cold malice filled my voice. How I loathed that child. Why had she survived? Until only weeks ago I had thought her dead. When I had thrown her into the river, how had she survived? The stupid Fae.
'Fae! She was Fae! Her branches...they were...Sky...and Light...no, there were three because she had to be the prissy little angel. Water! Curse it all! She is just the perfect little girl in every way!'
I glanced into a mirror down the hall; 'Well, not every way. I certainly got the looks of the family and she is an awful archer...or she was. Blast it all! Looks and archery, that is all I get? I can utilize fire and earth but I do not even like my Fae powers. How useless. Perhaps I can use the earth branch to bury Reyna. That would be very satisfying. She always stole father's attention from me, even though I am the pretty one. It was always "I am going to take Reyna into town" or "I have a present for you Reyna" and all she ever did was treat our atar like dirt!'
Anger stirred within me. "Ataramin {my father} will rise again. No matter what the cost." With that I walked into my chambers, a ramshackle room that no one wanted. It served its purpose. I lay on my bed and prepared to go to sleep, I would need my energy if Reyna did wake in the morning.
~~~POV-ARIANE~~~
I paced my room; Loraine was still not back. Curse it! Where could she be? I dare not wake Reyna to ask, she needs her sleep. I bit my silken lip until it bled. "Please return safely to my, melamin." With that, I sat on the bed and prepared to wait up all night. If that was what it took to see her walk back in the door and into my arms, I was ready and waiting.
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
I rose from the bed and ran to the chamber pot. I could not keep down whatever I ate. Oh well, better out of the system then letting it harm me. I probed the vomit with my magic to find something that shouldn't have been there. Someone tried to poison me.
With a shiver, I returned to the bed and into Legolas's warm arms. I held him tight, filled with worry, and tried to fall asleep again.
~~~To Be Continued~~~
By the way, anyone who really likes reading elvish in a story should read my co-authored fic. We have the first three or four chapters with all elvish speech. It's cool. The penname is Vardaparmawen, it's on my fav. authors is you can't find it via search.
380 Reviews!! YOU GUYS KICK ASS! Do I have to up the rating for that? LOL.
A/N: MS WORD IS BACK! YEAH!
Chapter Forty-Nine
From Mystery to Mission
~~~POV-LEGOLAS THRANDUILLION~~~
I was tingling with energy as I led Reyna down the stairs to the Grand Hall. There was a loud applause as every elf in the Hall stood and clapped. I smiled brightly, "Ta na ikotane quel ele llie." {It is so good to see you all.}
Reyna smiled, "Tul'dome, lye caeluva timoel." {Tonight we will have fun.}
She looked so gorgeous in her long gown. "May I have this dance?"
My kitten's eyes sparkled. "En rant melamin." {Of course, my love.}
I pulled her close to me; I could smell the scent of her. "Why do you smell so good?"
She smiled, "I am wearing perfume. It is coconut oil from a coconut. They are lovely trees from the last landing. I will show you some time."
With a nod, I wrapped my arms around her waist. "Yes, you must."
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
Legolas and I had danced many a time before Ariane came over with an inquiry. Legolas had told me that he would be needed elsewhere for a while. It was a shame; he was an excellent dancer. With a sigh, I had resorted to finding something to eat.
As I ate dinner with Loraine during the ball, I sighed. "It is so disturbing. I have a great sister right here is Eryn Lasgallen, you, and yet my blood sister is a terrible conniving she-elf."
Suddenly, another female voice behind me spoke a word of comfort. "No need to worry about someone like her. Tonight is your night Reyna."
"Arwen?" Arwen stood behind me with a bright smile on her face. She looked more then fair in her silver and white gown. "You came here from Imladris?"
She smiled, "Yes. It was not a long ride. Legolas invited us. We are all here, spare Elrohir because he is acting in ata's place, and I cannot wait to see what this is all about!" {Daddy's.}
I smiled brightly, "Come have a seat." Gently, I patted the seat next to mine. Aragorn approached and pulled it out for her.
"Hírilamin." {My lady.} Aragorn sat across from her, next to Loraine. Elrond sat next to Loraine on the other side and Elladan on his left.
I smiled, "Mae Govannen quendi o Imladris." {Well-met elves of Imladris (Rivendell).}
Elrond nodded, "Ar lle Tari Reyna. Sut na lle?" {And you Queen Reyna. How are you?}
Elladan started to talk with Legolas, who took a seat on my left. "Amin na quel, diola lle Hir Elrond. Ar lle? Sut na lle?" {I am well, thank you Lord Elrond. And you? How are you?}
He smiled genuinely. "Amin na quel ten' amin sina mani na tulien." {I am well for I know what is coming.}
Something about his statement made Legolas laugh. "Ta na quel ele enllie." {It is good to see you all again.}
Gandalf's voice rose behind him. "It is always good to see an old friend again."
Legolas turned and embraced the tall elderly man. "Mithrandir! It is so good to see you!"
Gandalf, Elrond, Elladan, Arwen, Legolas, Loraine and I, the one who did not fit, the fluke, toasted to a grand evening.
I smiled and kissed Legolas. "Ar le mela." {And to love.}
Loraine smiled, "Uma." Another toast with Saerloonian Glowfire and Evermead slashing out onto the table brought a laugh from myself and many around me. A hearty feast would raise my spirits, and this looked like just that.
"For tonight, I forget Lotewen Lindele. Tonight, I am Reyna, Queen of the Fae."
This is when the room fell silent. At first, I worried that I had said something wrong. Obviously, I was wrong. Legolas pushed his chair back and turned mine around. He knelt before me, on his right knee (it's the right, correct?) and smiled. "Reyna Lindele, Court of Gondor, Queen of the Wicca Fae and keeper of my heart. It is now that I will ask you if I may add another title to your name. May I now call you fiancé of Legolas, Prince of Eryn Lasgallen? May I now call you Queen of Eryn Lasgallen also?"
I stood still as a statue for several minutes. The only movements were my turquoise colored tears dripping down my face. Every inch of my body was hypersensitive. My feet pressing against the ground, my hair brushing against my back, the soft breeze from the balcony, the coughs or stirring of the other elves, I picked up every sound, sight, touch, and smell.
Legolas was kneeling before me, his eyes locked on mine. With a deep breath, I smiled. "King Legolas Thranduillion of Eryn Lasgallen and Lord of my Heart. I will accept your truly marvelous offer on one condition."
Even the coughing and whispers stopped now. "What is your condition Tariamin?" {My queen.}
"I request that you also become King of the Fae. Never before has a Fae Queen taken more than a consort, but I believe more firmly in our love and wish to do so."
Legolas stood and embraced me tightly, "En rant melamin." {Of course my love.} Small turquoise tears caught in my lashes. His kissed me, tenderly yet the kiss was filled with so much passion that I felt like melting.
Melting was exactly the right word. My feet grew weak as he held the kiss. Finally, we separated to breath. "Legolas, I want to love you forever."
He smiled, "You will my love." Then he slipped something cold onto my finger. A bonding ring started to warm as it wrapped around my skin. Just a plain silver band, with a small word inscribed magically. 'Cathelle', or kitten, was engraved in the band.
Slowly, but surely I danced him towards the doors of the Grand Hall. Once we arrived we started to slip out. It was hard to be discreet when I was wearing a small ring of silver garland, a sort of crown, which Legolas had placed on my head and Legolas was wearing a more masculine form of the same thing. No other elf had their head adorned, which only made things worse.
Luckily, or purposely, no one stopped us as we scampered out of the Hall and towards our bedchamber. I kissed him fiercely and grinned. "Too bad we aren't bonded yet, or you would be in for a nice night. I am tipsy and in love with you."
He shrugged, "Oh well." Another kiss silenced the two of us. As I leaned against our bed, I smiled.
"I never knew love was so much fun."
Legolas grinned, "Oh it gets better." I raised my eyebrow curiously.
He looked at my dress keenly. The soft sky blue of the crushed velvet made him reach out and touch it. "Such odd fabrics from Gondor and Rohan. Though I must admit, they are pleasing to the eye on one as fair as you."
His taunting voice caused my mind to spark a singsong poem.
"Truth be told, in mortal lands, this dress was plain and dull. Though I could tell in his eyes so fair that he did not agree at all. Try as I might to slay the demon of love within him. As he beheld my appearance before him, his love filled to the rim. Passionate heat within us swelled and called us together again. He as my King and I the queen, forever shall we reign."
Legolas smiled, "A maiden fair as thee who can improvise verse and song? What more could an elven prince, such as I, forever long?"
I grinned back, "Such a enjoyable game this is but I believe we've missed...there's more to be done before the dawn, so now, let us...kiss." Legolas laughed merrily, such outright merriment made me follow suit. "I will love thee forever, melamin."
My prince smiled. "I have taught you of this love quite well it seems."
"Better than well. You have taught me how to love my Other forever...and that is an irreplaceable gift."
A sly smile covered his lips as he kissed me. "Ah, but thou hast done the same, fair maiden, so no debt lies to pay. Just take me into thy arms so fair and hold me 'till the day." I wrapped him into a tight embrace and fell back onto the bed. He kissed me softly, but it was enough to get my heart racing.
His silken lips traveled from my lips to my throat, causing me to blush brightly. His lips felt so right on my skin. I had never thought that I would have such a feeling. Legolas proved me wrong, and for that I would be forever grateful.
~~~POV-LOTEWEN LINDELE~~~
Anger swelled within me as I watched him get down on his knees. Then, the stupid whore of a sister of mine started crying her perfect blue tears. 'What a fairy tale ending. Tch. I am part Fae too. No one cares about that. I should be queen, not Reyna.' I collected two more plates and carried them into the kitchen. It was a great cover scam. Reyna was not going to wake up tomorrow and I knew exactly how. I watched the two lovesick fools walk out of the Hall, kissing each other.
'Ugh, as if anything could possibly be more disgusting.' I hope she kills him on her to hell. He is a waste of flesh now that he has humbled himself before such trash.' I became nauseated at just the image of him kneeling before her. "She will pay for her transgressions. She will pay a dearly high price."
I know it is roguish of an elf to hate so much, but then again, most elves did not have Reyna for a sister. Two sisters, one raised as a Fae and the other an Elf. Why would the little Princess of the Fae win the heart of my Elven lover? Such terrible fate this is, and how much pain it will bring. As for me, when Reyna never wakes, I will not feel a thing.
An evil smirk crossed my silken elven lips. "Reyna is not the only one who can act through rhyme and song. Come the bright light of day, the little wench will be gone."
Oh how much joy such news brought me. Elation was the only word to explain it. I turned to the captive at my side. "If all does not go well and she appears at midday, I still have the edge."
With another smirk I turned to leave, "Sorry if it is not what you are used to Princess but it will have to do." I looked at the other captive. "And what will Reyna say when she finds out her friend of old is in peril? Will she give up her claim to the Prince? She better, or you two will never see the light of day again." Cold malice filled my voice. How I loathed that child. Why had she survived? Until only weeks ago I had thought her dead. When I had thrown her into the river, how had she survived? The stupid Fae.
'Fae! She was Fae! Her branches...they were...Sky...and Light...no, there were three because she had to be the prissy little angel. Water! Curse it all! She is just the perfect little girl in every way!'
I glanced into a mirror down the hall; 'Well, not every way. I certainly got the looks of the family and she is an awful archer...or she was. Blast it all! Looks and archery, that is all I get? I can utilize fire and earth but I do not even like my Fae powers. How useless. Perhaps I can use the earth branch to bury Reyna. That would be very satisfying. She always stole father's attention from me, even though I am the pretty one. It was always "I am going to take Reyna into town" or "I have a present for you Reyna" and all she ever did was treat our atar like dirt!'
Anger stirred within me. "Ataramin {my father} will rise again. No matter what the cost." With that I walked into my chambers, a ramshackle room that no one wanted. It served its purpose. I lay on my bed and prepared to go to sleep, I would need my energy if Reyna did wake in the morning.
~~~POV-ARIANE~~~
I paced my room; Loraine was still not back. Curse it! Where could she be? I dare not wake Reyna to ask, she needs her sleep. I bit my silken lip until it bled. "Please return safely to my, melamin." With that, I sat on the bed and prepared to wait up all night. If that was what it took to see her walk back in the door and into my arms, I was ready and waiting.
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
I rose from the bed and ran to the chamber pot. I could not keep down whatever I ate. Oh well, better out of the system then letting it harm me. I probed the vomit with my magic to find something that shouldn't have been there. Someone tried to poison me.
With a shiver, I returned to the bed and into Legolas's warm arms. I held him tight, filled with worry, and tried to fall asleep again.
~~~To Be Continued~~~
By the way, anyone who really likes reading elvish in a story should read my co-authored fic. We have the first three or four chapters with all elvish speech. It's cool. The penname is Vardaparmawen, it's on my fav. authors is you can't find it via search.