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Chapter Four
"Larien!"
"Hmm?"
"LARIEN!"
"HMM?"
Legolas came bursting through her door. "What is it Legolas?" she said, placing the book she was reading on her lap upside down.
"I was wondering whether you wanted to go for a ride today. It's a lovely blue sky out there, and winter will be here soon, so we may as well enjoy the outside while we c-"
"Enough of the reasons. I'll go." She said. Legolas grinned, and walked down to the stables to get the horses ready.
*Legolas*
Legolas climbed down the ladder and walked silently to the stables where Larien kept her horse, and sidled into the dingy wooden room. It smelled like horses and hay. Legolas located Larien's horse, which she called, "Florida". He made a mental note to ask her exactly *why* she called her Florida, because he had never heard of the word before. The horse was a white horse with a raven mane. She had braided the mane here and there, and it was very well kept.
He guided his horse, Arod, and Florida out of the stable. Step click spep click. He turned and saw Larien running over to him.
"You are so easy to hear!" Legolas commented, mounting Arod.
"I *know* that, mellon." She mounted the horse and whispered to it. "Rapido, mi amiga."
Legolas looked at her curiously. "What?" What language was *that*?
Larien's eyes widened, and she blushed and muttered something under her breath. Legolas shrugged, and nudged Arod to move.
"Where do you want to go?" Legolas asked Larien after a morning of riding. "We've been virtually everywhere."
"Follow me, I know somewhere to go." she answered. They were on a path a long way from Larien's tallon. She whispered another, "Rapido," to Florida, and Legolas followed.
She led them through the forest, soon, off the path. The wood was starting to thin, and the trees were not so old in this part of the wood. Larien came to a large, glittering, crystal clear lake and dismounted. The sun was starting to make its way down in the sky.
"Care to swim?" Legolas asked, taking his shirt off. Larien looked somewhat uneasy, but compiled, taking her tunic off, but leaving the white undershirt. She kicked one of her boots off; it sailed through the air, and hit an apple tree branch. Apples showered the ground. She kicked the other one, and hit another branch. More apples fell. "Pure skill..." she muttered, congratulating herself. Legolas stood there, amused.
"You are always full of surprises, mellonamin." He said. He tried to imitate what she had done, but the boot just flew upward, and he had to dodge it so it wouldn't hit his head. She just laughed, and went to pick up some of the apples.
"Want one?" she called over to him, coming back with her shirt full of the red fruits. He nodded, and held out his hand for one. She tossed it into the water. "Fetch!" Legolas sighed. "You said you wanted to swim!" she said. "You'll have to work for your food," and she grinned. Legolas dove into the water and retrieved the floating apple.
"Aren't you coming in?" he called to her.
"I'm coming!" she jumped in the air, tucking her body into a ball and making a humongous splash. Legolas covered his face from the water, and when she surfaced, he splashed her.
"What was that for?"
"For getting me wet!" He splashed her again. She squealed and tried to dodge the water. "You already are!" she called, then she splashed him back. He dived to avoid the water and swam to the bottom.
"Legolas, come up now." She said out loud when he did not return. "Legolas?...Legolas..." she dived down, keeping her eyes open. It didn't sting her eyes, for some reason, and when she reached the bottom, she turned around in the water, looking for her friend. Suddenly, she felt something grab her shoulders, and she jerked around, to find Legolas, smiling at her. His hair was waving around in the lake's current. She smiled at him too. She tried to go to the surface, but he held her down. He leant forward through the water, and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
'What the hell was that for?' Her mind screamed, but something else was happening. She was smiling girlishly and returning his kiss.
Legolas kicked off the lakebed, scattering little dust particles. Larien did the same. They both sped to the surface, and when their faces broke the surface, both were beaming.
"I've been meaning to do that." Legolas said softly to her. Water beads clung to her eyelashes, and her green eyes sparkled.
"Mankoi ume lle um tanya?" (Why did you do that?) She whispered, to him.
"Ten'amin merne a'." (Because I wanted to) he replied, swimming to where they could stand.
"Eller caelaya a'na nat," (There has to be something) she persisted in questioning him.
"N'uma." (No.) he replied.
She gazed into his brown eyes, almost certain she would find an answer to her questions... strangely enough, one look gave her all she needed to know. He loved her. "Sut anda?" (How long) She whispered, her green eyes drilling into his... Legolas took her in his arms. Wrapping his arms around her wet body.
"Attaranda atendea," (two hundred years) he murmured into her ear. She closed her eyes and leant on his chest, thinking back to what happened two hundred years ago...
The Fellowship, the war, right after...
"That long? You have waited that long?" she was dumbfounded. He had that much patience to wait for her to like him? Then they hadn't seen each other for two centuries, she was hurt that he hadn't said anything...yet there was something else... why now? Why did he wait that long?
"Mankoi ume lle feith an tanya nyar'amin?" (why did you wait that long to tell me?)
"Ten'amin gorgae lle deloth amin," (Because I feared you would hate me.) he said solemnly.
"Amin naa il delotha lle," (I do not hate you) Larien whispered, pulling away slightly to look up at him.
"Lle u'naa?" (You do not?) he whispered.
"N'uma," (No.) She whispered back. Legolas captured her mouth with his in a long, sweet kiss. Legolas' tongue slid quickly into Larien's mouth, which she readily accepted. Their tongues warred, and their bodies molded as they kissed. Finally, Larien took the initiative, and broke the contact, breathing heavily. They were still standing in the water, waist deep. She whispered, "We should get out, it is getting late." She glanced at the sun, which was setting. It was descending quickly, a sure sign that they would have to make a quick trip home.
Larien yawned, and waded out of the water, Legolas following closely behind. Larien put her tunic on, and tried to squeeze out as much of the water out of her clothes as she could without undressing. Legolas was standing beside his horse, shirt still off, watching her every move. Larien put on her tunic and buttoned it up. She was going to get on her horse, but Legolas stopped her.
"Come, ride with me," he whispered in her ear. She complied without hesitation, and mounted in front of him. Legolas kissed her ear while she made herself comfortable. She whistled to Florida, with a short "Siga," and it followed Legolas' horse.
"Larien, I have a few questions," Legolas started ask, but Larien interrupted. "If it's about the language I speak to my horse, I'm not going to tell you much, just that I'm the only one who knows it here." she said sleepily, her head resting on Legolas' shoulder and her eyes closed.
"That was only part of it." Legolas replied. "The other part of the question was, how did you name your horse?"
"Florida is one of my favorite words," she said reminiscently, "It means 'flower'..."
"That's beautiful," he said. "Florida," he tried the word out. It rolled off his tongue, and he liked the sound of it. "This language you speak, could I learn it?"
"Maybe," she yawned. "I might teach it to you some time." They rode in silence, Florida trotting merrily behind them. Finally, just as the first stars were starting to appear, they reached Larien's tallon. Legolas looked down at her, her breathing was slow and even. He hated to wake her up, but there was no comfortable way for him to take her up the ladder. He nudged her awake, and she muttered groggily to herself... something about 'Orli being a total hottie'. Then she shook her head in an effort to wake herself up.
"Larien, you should go to bed. Come on, up the ladder," he coaxed her to climb. He followed her, after telling Arod and Florida to stay in the area and not wander off, in elvish. He placed both hands on her shoulders and guided her into her room. Before she laid down, he kissed her forehead and turned to leave.
But he felt a hand on his wrist, and stopped. "That wasn't a proper good- night kiss now, was it?" She said, most of the sleepiness gone from her voice.
"You're right. It wasn't." he turned around and kissed her cheek, smiling. A firm grip still remained on his wrist. He pretended to want to leave, before descending upon her and kissing her passionately.
"Much better, you're a fast learner." She said when they broke apart.
"And there's much more I can learn, a'melamin." He said, giving her one more kiss, and leaving the room. Larien flumped down on her bed, sighing audibly to no one in particular.
Before closing her eyes, her last thought lingered, 'But why now?'
A/N: I needed a perk up, and my beta for 'Not Knowing' isn't sending my chapter back fast enough........okay, I don't blame her. The fricken' thing IS 20 pages long. So if you want that to be updated, It might be done in about a week, I just need to make a few changes here and there, but it's virtually done.
Thank you for reviewing this story! I love you all who actually read this. Trust me, there IS a plot to it, and if you haven't figured it out, well, I think this chapter will 'open new doors', as they say. =D I had tons of fun writing the elvish, BECAUSE IT'S SO PRETTY! And I had plenty of fun making Larien and Legolas kiss....hehehehehe! Yeah, I know. You probably just want to review this chapter and be done with it, right? OF COURSE YOU DO! So I'll leave you to it!
If you wanna see something happen in this story, suggest it in the review. I'm open to all comments! And also, I need interesting stuff to happen every once and a while... help please? And possibly I may be looking for a beta for this story, email/review me, tell me how much experience you have, whether you beta for other people, etc... BTW, my email is Arwen2013@hotmail.com and if you want to Instant message me with AIM, it's Tinuviel2013... so yeah. REVIEW!
~The Hobbit Ivy
Chapter Four
"Larien!"
"Hmm?"
"LARIEN!"
"HMM?"
Legolas came bursting through her door. "What is it Legolas?" she said, placing the book she was reading on her lap upside down.
"I was wondering whether you wanted to go for a ride today. It's a lovely blue sky out there, and winter will be here soon, so we may as well enjoy the outside while we c-"
"Enough of the reasons. I'll go." She said. Legolas grinned, and walked down to the stables to get the horses ready.
*Legolas*
Legolas climbed down the ladder and walked silently to the stables where Larien kept her horse, and sidled into the dingy wooden room. It smelled like horses and hay. Legolas located Larien's horse, which she called, "Florida". He made a mental note to ask her exactly *why* she called her Florida, because he had never heard of the word before. The horse was a white horse with a raven mane. She had braided the mane here and there, and it was very well kept.
He guided his horse, Arod, and Florida out of the stable. Step click spep click. He turned and saw Larien running over to him.
"You are so easy to hear!" Legolas commented, mounting Arod.
"I *know* that, mellon." She mounted the horse and whispered to it. "Rapido, mi amiga."
Legolas looked at her curiously. "What?" What language was *that*?
Larien's eyes widened, and she blushed and muttered something under her breath. Legolas shrugged, and nudged Arod to move.
"Where do you want to go?" Legolas asked Larien after a morning of riding. "We've been virtually everywhere."
"Follow me, I know somewhere to go." she answered. They were on a path a long way from Larien's tallon. She whispered another, "Rapido," to Florida, and Legolas followed.
She led them through the forest, soon, off the path. The wood was starting to thin, and the trees were not so old in this part of the wood. Larien came to a large, glittering, crystal clear lake and dismounted. The sun was starting to make its way down in the sky.
"Care to swim?" Legolas asked, taking his shirt off. Larien looked somewhat uneasy, but compiled, taking her tunic off, but leaving the white undershirt. She kicked one of her boots off; it sailed through the air, and hit an apple tree branch. Apples showered the ground. She kicked the other one, and hit another branch. More apples fell. "Pure skill..." she muttered, congratulating herself. Legolas stood there, amused.
"You are always full of surprises, mellonamin." He said. He tried to imitate what she had done, but the boot just flew upward, and he had to dodge it so it wouldn't hit his head. She just laughed, and went to pick up some of the apples.
"Want one?" she called over to him, coming back with her shirt full of the red fruits. He nodded, and held out his hand for one. She tossed it into the water. "Fetch!" Legolas sighed. "You said you wanted to swim!" she said. "You'll have to work for your food," and she grinned. Legolas dove into the water and retrieved the floating apple.
"Aren't you coming in?" he called to her.
"I'm coming!" she jumped in the air, tucking her body into a ball and making a humongous splash. Legolas covered his face from the water, and when she surfaced, he splashed her.
"What was that for?"
"For getting me wet!" He splashed her again. She squealed and tried to dodge the water. "You already are!" she called, then she splashed him back. He dived to avoid the water and swam to the bottom.
"Legolas, come up now." She said out loud when he did not return. "Legolas?...Legolas..." she dived down, keeping her eyes open. It didn't sting her eyes, for some reason, and when she reached the bottom, she turned around in the water, looking for her friend. Suddenly, she felt something grab her shoulders, and she jerked around, to find Legolas, smiling at her. His hair was waving around in the lake's current. She smiled at him too. She tried to go to the surface, but he held her down. He leant forward through the water, and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
'What the hell was that for?' Her mind screamed, but something else was happening. She was smiling girlishly and returning his kiss.
Legolas kicked off the lakebed, scattering little dust particles. Larien did the same. They both sped to the surface, and when their faces broke the surface, both were beaming.
"I've been meaning to do that." Legolas said softly to her. Water beads clung to her eyelashes, and her green eyes sparkled.
"Mankoi ume lle um tanya?" (Why did you do that?) She whispered, to him.
"Ten'amin merne a'." (Because I wanted to) he replied, swimming to where they could stand.
"Eller caelaya a'na nat," (There has to be something) she persisted in questioning him.
"N'uma." (No.) he replied.
She gazed into his brown eyes, almost certain she would find an answer to her questions... strangely enough, one look gave her all she needed to know. He loved her. "Sut anda?" (How long) She whispered, her green eyes drilling into his... Legolas took her in his arms. Wrapping his arms around her wet body.
"Attaranda atendea," (two hundred years) he murmured into her ear. She closed her eyes and leant on his chest, thinking back to what happened two hundred years ago...
The Fellowship, the war, right after...
"That long? You have waited that long?" she was dumbfounded. He had that much patience to wait for her to like him? Then they hadn't seen each other for two centuries, she was hurt that he hadn't said anything...yet there was something else... why now? Why did he wait that long?
"Mankoi ume lle feith an tanya nyar'amin?" (why did you wait that long to tell me?)
"Ten'amin gorgae lle deloth amin," (Because I feared you would hate me.) he said solemnly.
"Amin naa il delotha lle," (I do not hate you) Larien whispered, pulling away slightly to look up at him.
"Lle u'naa?" (You do not?) he whispered.
"N'uma," (No.) She whispered back. Legolas captured her mouth with his in a long, sweet kiss. Legolas' tongue slid quickly into Larien's mouth, which she readily accepted. Their tongues warred, and their bodies molded as they kissed. Finally, Larien took the initiative, and broke the contact, breathing heavily. They were still standing in the water, waist deep. She whispered, "We should get out, it is getting late." She glanced at the sun, which was setting. It was descending quickly, a sure sign that they would have to make a quick trip home.
Larien yawned, and waded out of the water, Legolas following closely behind. Larien put her tunic on, and tried to squeeze out as much of the water out of her clothes as she could without undressing. Legolas was standing beside his horse, shirt still off, watching her every move. Larien put on her tunic and buttoned it up. She was going to get on her horse, but Legolas stopped her.
"Come, ride with me," he whispered in her ear. She complied without hesitation, and mounted in front of him. Legolas kissed her ear while she made herself comfortable. She whistled to Florida, with a short "Siga," and it followed Legolas' horse.
"Larien, I have a few questions," Legolas started ask, but Larien interrupted. "If it's about the language I speak to my horse, I'm not going to tell you much, just that I'm the only one who knows it here." she said sleepily, her head resting on Legolas' shoulder and her eyes closed.
"That was only part of it." Legolas replied. "The other part of the question was, how did you name your horse?"
"Florida is one of my favorite words," she said reminiscently, "It means 'flower'..."
"That's beautiful," he said. "Florida," he tried the word out. It rolled off his tongue, and he liked the sound of it. "This language you speak, could I learn it?"
"Maybe," she yawned. "I might teach it to you some time." They rode in silence, Florida trotting merrily behind them. Finally, just as the first stars were starting to appear, they reached Larien's tallon. Legolas looked down at her, her breathing was slow and even. He hated to wake her up, but there was no comfortable way for him to take her up the ladder. He nudged her awake, and she muttered groggily to herself... something about 'Orli being a total hottie'. Then she shook her head in an effort to wake herself up.
"Larien, you should go to bed. Come on, up the ladder," he coaxed her to climb. He followed her, after telling Arod and Florida to stay in the area and not wander off, in elvish. He placed both hands on her shoulders and guided her into her room. Before she laid down, he kissed her forehead and turned to leave.
But he felt a hand on his wrist, and stopped. "That wasn't a proper good- night kiss now, was it?" She said, most of the sleepiness gone from her voice.
"You're right. It wasn't." he turned around and kissed her cheek, smiling. A firm grip still remained on his wrist. He pretended to want to leave, before descending upon her and kissing her passionately.
"Much better, you're a fast learner." She said when they broke apart.
"And there's much more I can learn, a'melamin." He said, giving her one more kiss, and leaving the room. Larien flumped down on her bed, sighing audibly to no one in particular.
Before closing her eyes, her last thought lingered, 'But why now?'
A/N: I needed a perk up, and my beta for 'Not Knowing' isn't sending my chapter back fast enough........okay, I don't blame her. The fricken' thing IS 20 pages long. So if you want that to be updated, It might be done in about a week, I just need to make a few changes here and there, but it's virtually done.
Thank you for reviewing this story! I love you all who actually read this. Trust me, there IS a plot to it, and if you haven't figured it out, well, I think this chapter will 'open new doors', as they say. =D I had tons of fun writing the elvish, BECAUSE IT'S SO PRETTY! And I had plenty of fun making Larien and Legolas kiss....hehehehehe! Yeah, I know. You probably just want to review this chapter and be done with it, right? OF COURSE YOU DO! So I'll leave you to it!
If you wanna see something happen in this story, suggest it in the review. I'm open to all comments! And also, I need interesting stuff to happen every once and a while... help please? And possibly I may be looking for a beta for this story, email/review me, tell me how much experience you have, whether you beta for other people, etc... BTW, my email is Arwen2013@hotmail.com and if you want to Instant message me with AIM, it's Tinuviel2013... so yeah. REVIEW!
~The Hobbit Ivy