A/N: I seriously apologize for the delay of chapters...since the last
update was the 4th of November...
I should kick myself...
Orli: Could I do it for you?
Me: No.
Orli: Darn...
Me: But I have more to say! I can give you a valid excuse for the past...what...almost three weeks.: Nov10-16: My gosh, I had high school applications due on the 18th, school poster due, a science test, I had to research Walter Raleigh, and I had to write this. Oh ya, the 15-16th, I was doing homework, at the Rock Climbing gym, and at the John Mayor concert downtown! (it was kool!) Nov17-now: Well, the 17th I was finishing up my high school application, the 18th I was a) sick at home b) it was my 14th birthday c) TTT extd. Version came out, so I had to stay home and watch that. The rest of the week, was catching up on homework, and writing THIS. So overall, if you have read this, sincere apologies about the delay.
Orli: Are you finished?
Me: Well, I would be, but now because you're so rude I don't think I am.
Orli: Why me? *falls to knees*
Me: Several things: Again, this is an AU, so I took little liberties with language, behavior, and personalities. NOT big ones, but they're there. If you have problems with that...deal with them. If you have questions, email me or send them in reviews.
AND NOW...because you've all been waiting, THE DISCLAIMER! *claps*
Disclaimer: I own Fanya, Fanya, Fanya, Fanya, and....Fanya. I also own Larien, most of the dwarf, elf, and human spectators, the bathtub water, and...probably a few bushes here and there. I don't own, Legolas, the dwarfs, elves, hobbits, and men that you know, I don't own Rivendell, the feast...although I wish I owned Aragorn...yummy...But I don't. *tear falls down cheek*
Chapter 18: Many Meetings
A sweaty hour later quite a few spectators (elves, humans, and hobbits alike) were gathered around the grounds watching Legolas and Aragorn fight. Legolas noted that the two hobbits who had hovered around the food table earlier were both leaning against trees eating apples and taking silent bets on who would win, dwarves were huddled on the sides in their own respectable groups pretending that they weren't interested, the humans there were following every clang and clash with awe, and elves present were watching with interest, as most of them knew the strong friendship between the two men.
Clash, clang. One earsplitting sound after another wreaked the clearing as the two men fought on. Both would whisper something to distract the other every once and a while. Arwen, (who seemed to be hovering between rooting for Legolas and Aragorn) was standing in the front of the crowd along with a few of her friends.
A quick sidestep and a hiss of "Arwen's left, Aragorn. No one to cheer for you now!" preoccupied Aragorn long enough so that Legolas darted to the left, tripped him and placed the sword to his heart in victory.
"Nuquernamin lle." Legolas said triumphantly to Aragorn while he held out a hand to help him up.
"Uma. Lle ume." Aragorn agreed. Both men were slightly winded, and sweat was trickling down their faces. Legolas chuckled lightly when Arwen walked up to the both of them, and looked disgusted at the state of Aragorn.
"Lle sintaya, Undomiel," Legolas whispered into Arwen's ear. She swatted at him playfully but he danced out of her reach. He winked and turned around to many pats on the back from bystanders.
Finally Legolas managed to get out of the crowd long enough to breathe. "Much better..." he muttered taking in the slightly scented air around him. He slowly ambled up to his room, where surprisingly yet pleasantly a bath was ready for him again. He eased back into it for the second time that day, while he brooded on things.
He didn't want to think about Fanya, yet every moment his mind was caught off guard a picture of her would creep into his head.
What did he feel for her? Was it more than a childish crush? Was it love? He felt as if he had already come to a conclusion about the whole affair, yet he constantly reflected about it again and again.
It might be love. It could just be that the feelings he had was just a passing obsession, that he would not remember her in a thousand years or so. Yet somehow knew he didn't feel that way. Somehow he knew he couldn't feel that way.
A rap on the door brought him to attention. He called for them to come in, and when Estel entered (he was clean now), he sat up in the tub.
"Mani naa ta?" Legolas asked.
"You wanted to talk privately about your travels, mellonamin."
"More like you wanted to know about them." Legolas muttered. Aragorn smiled. "First let me get out of this bathtub. I think I'm clean enough." Legolas stood up and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around his waist.
"What did you want to know?" Asked Legolas, once they both had gone back into the bedroom and situated themselves on the bed. Legolas was leaning on the headboard, while Aragorn was on the other side of the bed leaning against a bedpost.
"What do you mean? Tell me all." Said Aragorn simply. Legolas gave him a 'do I have to?' look, and Aragorn nodded.
"I set out from Mirkwood on my own. I traveled as far as the nearest human village solo, but I was joined by another. We traveled for miles. She was-"
"Oh. So this someone is a she," interrupted Aragorn.
Legolas glared at him. "Yes. She was on her way to Gondor, while, as you know I was coming to Rivendell."
"Minas Tirith is miles out of the way, Legolas!" Aragorn accused him. "You could have been here weeks ago!"
When there was no reply, Aragorn put two and two together. "Oh. So this is the beautiful half-elven princess of whom you are completely smitten with."
"She is no princess." Legolas replied. "Yet I cannot deny she is beautiful..." he said, somewhat dreamily. "One night I as good as told her that I loved her."
"But something stopped you."
"No...It's just, I didn't want to press a relationship on her. She had allowed my company for that long, and she eventually told me that she was half-elven. Something must have changed overnight, because when I awoke...she was gone."
Aragorn considered this. "Maybe you did bring a relationship upon her a little fast, mellon, yet I cannot see what is wrong for telling her your feelings."
"No, I cannot understand why she left me." Legolas said. "She seemed as though she liked me more than a friend, yet would a friend leave another in the dust?"
"Only if they had a sufficient reason."
"I guess you are right, mellon. I guess that I will have to wait for the answer and settle for not knowing."
Aragorn nodded. "There is a banquet tonight, in honor of the halflings, Frodo, who awoke this morning. His reasoning of being here are for the council tomorrow, though," he hastily added, when he saw a question forming in Legolas' mind.
Legolas selected a green outfit for the banquet that evening as to represent Mirkwood forest. When he arrived in the hall he observed that the hall was significantly ornate as opposed to this morning. Elrond sat at one end of the table, as was custom in a big chair, with Arwen on his right, Aragorn on his left. Down the table sat 5 of the halflings, dwarves, and noble looking men. Four of the hobbits he recognized, but the last one he had not seen before. He had a young look to him, with the largest blue eyes he had ever seen. His dark curly hair was slightly mussed about, but he was smiling and looked like he was having a good time. Legolas took his seat in a respectable spot where guest elves from Mirkwood were sitting.
Several seats down, sat a dwarf with white hair whom he strangely recognized. The dwarf was talking animatedly with the blue eyed halfling, with the oldest looking hobbit, whom he had learned to be Bilbo Baggins, listening in on the conversation, speaking up now and then.
Soon, formalities had been said, wine had been drunken, food had been consumed, and many of the guests had gotten up and started dancing. Legolas stood to the side of the hall, leaning against the wall. He didn't really feel like dancing. He had grown up with so many formal balls that he quickly tired of them.
He laughed as one of the brown haired, food crazy hobbits approached one of the younger elf maidens and asked her to dance. The maiden laughed as well, and nodded her head, while the hobbit dragged her over to the dance floor, momentarily sticking out his tongue to his blonde companion, who promptly went searching for a partner as well.
Legolas chuckled as he observed the two small hobbits dancing with their taller partners. The two elf maidens must have caught each other's eyes, and they were silently gigging as well.
Some ways to the left of him was a pair of open doors, leading to a rather large garden. Aragorn was subtly attracting the attention of Elrond's daughter, and waved for her to go outside. She complied, gliding across the floor silently. He waited a minute, making sure he didn't attract much attention, and he sidled off to meet her.
A voice distracted him momentarily. "Excuse me, my lord, may I have this dance?" an elf maiden asked. He turned, and was met with a beautiful maiden, with long dark wavy hair, fair skin, and a beautiful complexion.
"Larien!" He exclaimed, giving her a hug. "It has been long, mellonamin!" He said, a smile gracing his face. "Of course you may have this dance." He said. She took his hand, and he led her onto the dance floor. "I did not know you were in Rivendell," he commented.
"Since I left Mirkwood one thousand years ago, I spent some time traveling. Yet I found that I needed to calm myself down, and settle somewhere. I needed a change, so I settled for Rivendell." She told him, smiling. "And I daresay that you are here on the same errand as most of the guests here?" she asked.
"I know not what I am here for, I just know that my father sent me." He replied.
"Enough talk you prince, let's dance!" she urged him. Legolas was glad to have met his childhood friend again. They had spent timeless days sitting in trees reading and talking when they were young. Both had aged, and found sanctuary in other things, and they rarely saw each other when Legolas had begun his 'Prince Training' as they had called it, basically when his father was instructing Legolas on how to run a kingdom without a single breakdown.
Legolas took her hand, and they slowly danced to the enchanting music. Legolas closed his eyes, and imagined he was dancing with Fanya, and when he opened his eyes again, he was almost disappointed that it was Larien standing before him.
When the song ended, Legolas excused himself and he went out to wander the garden. He approached a stone bench and lowered himself onto it, listening to the sounds of the night. Although it was peaceful here, he knew it was not peaceful elsewhere. How could a place like Rivendell keep so pleasantly rid of evil, when his own Mirkwood was corrupted?
-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-
"Estel, what are you going to do?" whispered Arwen, gazing down over towards a daydreaming Legolas. "He is so lovesick,"
"He told me of part of his travels here, yet I do not know the whole story." He replied, not answering the question at all. He explained what Legolas had told him to Arwen, and her eyes deepened in understanding when he finally finished.
"This halfelven maiden...what is her name?" She asked him.
"Legolas did not mention it." He replied. "I don't know how to explain it, yet he does not seem to fully understand what he feels for her. He tells himself that he loves her, yet he keeps going back to it, thinking it over, and reaching the same conclusion." The man said. Arwen looked confused.
"Estel, I don't fully understand the meaning of that, yet somehow I can comprehend it," She told him. "It was very confusing when I fell in love with you, you know." She poked him playfully on his shoulder.
"I know it was. And I'm still glad you did." Aragorn whispered, pressing a light kiss on her lips.
"And yet," she said lightly, "You say you love me, yet you leave me for a year at a time!" She stood up, and turned her back on him. Aragorn pretended to look hurt.
"Ai, Undomiel, I would stay here if I could." He replied, standing too.
Arwen shook her head, still turned away from him. A grin graced her face, although Aragorn couldn't see it. Aragorn approached her, but she ran off into the forest behind her, all the while holding a giggle fit painfully inside her. Aragorn tore after her.
Arwen stopped suddenly and turned. Aragorn, not expecting this collided into her, and the two were knocked to the ground. Arwen laughed, and as Aragorn tried to stand up again, she grabbed his hand and kept him there.
"Ah ha. Just the way I want you." She said, before covering his mouth with a sweet kiss.
-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-
An hour later, Legolas lay down in his comfortable bed, ready for sleep to take him. As soon as he lay down, he felt slumber enticing him to close his eyes. He gratefully complied, his conscience slipping away like water held in his hands.
*Dream*
Again he found himself in the field void of everything but grassy hills. Some distance away from him was...Fanya.
"Fanya!" he exclaimed, sprinting to meet her.
She smiled at him and waited for him to come to her. And when he planted a kiss on her cheek, she whispered in his ear "I am fine. Stop worrying, princy boy," she gave him a meaningful look, before disappearing completely. Legolas' hand was clasped around where her hand used to be, and slowly he let it fall to his side, a single tear leaking out of his eyes.
*End Dream*
His eyes snapped open, and they were only met with the blackness of the night. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks and he wiped them away with the back of his hand. He remembered the dream vividly, and though it was short, he remembered that Fanya had told him that she was ok... that he didn't have to worry...yet did he?
A/N: Again, again, again, sorry for the delay, but I gave reasons. =D. So...I'll say a few things now that make me happy.
-My Two Towers Extended version -All my new LotR games (monopoly, trivial pursuit, RotK video game) -My pretty new Elf ring off of tolkientown.com -My birthday cake -My cool book signed by Paige Davis (yea trading spaces!) -My reviewers -My beta -My little brother -The fact that I was lying about the brother thing That's enough for now...Now, onto the goodies that you actually read! Translations: Nuquernamin lle: I defeated you Uma, Lle, ume: Yes, you did Lle sintaya, Undomiel: You should have known, Undomiel Mellonamin: My friend (but you should all know that...if you don't...well, now you know.
Review Responses: Mercuriall: Thanks! Dang...you reviewed fast! =D
Feanen: Thankies! ^^
Harmony99: Lol. Everyone sounds like a two year old every once and a while. Unfortunately, the Leggy-Fanya reunion won't happen for a few chapters. Sry! But I'm really glad that you like it!
Inweofnargothrond: Yes, unfortunately it was a bit confusing. The next chapter will be more straightforward.
KnowInsight: ^_^ I love simple reviews like that! Hope you liked this chapter!
Digital_Tiffany: Hmm...*ponders* No. Orli is here at MY house, with ME. *sticks tongue out* Lol. Not really. Thanks for the review, I'm really glad that you thought it was funny..in fact, you're like the only one...*ponders*
A/N: I'm going to leave you now...because this is a long enough chapter as it is.... But before you go, make two authoresses happy. Click the little button and keep it company. And the second one, review her story. Ardonelle Celebrindal needs fans. She's my (super-cool) beta, and she writes (super- cool) fics. Go read them, and make people happy!!!!!!! -The Hobbit Ivy
I should kick myself...
Orli: Could I do it for you?
Me: No.
Orli: Darn...
Me: But I have more to say! I can give you a valid excuse for the past...what...almost three weeks.: Nov10-16: My gosh, I had high school applications due on the 18th, school poster due, a science test, I had to research Walter Raleigh, and I had to write this. Oh ya, the 15-16th, I was doing homework, at the Rock Climbing gym, and at the John Mayor concert downtown! (it was kool!) Nov17-now: Well, the 17th I was finishing up my high school application, the 18th I was a) sick at home b) it was my 14th birthday c) TTT extd. Version came out, so I had to stay home and watch that. The rest of the week, was catching up on homework, and writing THIS. So overall, if you have read this, sincere apologies about the delay.
Orli: Are you finished?
Me: Well, I would be, but now because you're so rude I don't think I am.
Orli: Why me? *falls to knees*
Me: Several things: Again, this is an AU, so I took little liberties with language, behavior, and personalities. NOT big ones, but they're there. If you have problems with that...deal with them. If you have questions, email me or send them in reviews.
AND NOW...because you've all been waiting, THE DISCLAIMER! *claps*
Disclaimer: I own Fanya, Fanya, Fanya, Fanya, and....Fanya. I also own Larien, most of the dwarf, elf, and human spectators, the bathtub water, and...probably a few bushes here and there. I don't own, Legolas, the dwarfs, elves, hobbits, and men that you know, I don't own Rivendell, the feast...although I wish I owned Aragorn...yummy...But I don't. *tear falls down cheek*
Chapter 18: Many Meetings
A sweaty hour later quite a few spectators (elves, humans, and hobbits alike) were gathered around the grounds watching Legolas and Aragorn fight. Legolas noted that the two hobbits who had hovered around the food table earlier were both leaning against trees eating apples and taking silent bets on who would win, dwarves were huddled on the sides in their own respectable groups pretending that they weren't interested, the humans there were following every clang and clash with awe, and elves present were watching with interest, as most of them knew the strong friendship between the two men.
Clash, clang. One earsplitting sound after another wreaked the clearing as the two men fought on. Both would whisper something to distract the other every once and a while. Arwen, (who seemed to be hovering between rooting for Legolas and Aragorn) was standing in the front of the crowd along with a few of her friends.
A quick sidestep and a hiss of "Arwen's left, Aragorn. No one to cheer for you now!" preoccupied Aragorn long enough so that Legolas darted to the left, tripped him and placed the sword to his heart in victory.
"Nuquernamin lle." Legolas said triumphantly to Aragorn while he held out a hand to help him up.
"Uma. Lle ume." Aragorn agreed. Both men were slightly winded, and sweat was trickling down their faces. Legolas chuckled lightly when Arwen walked up to the both of them, and looked disgusted at the state of Aragorn.
"Lle sintaya, Undomiel," Legolas whispered into Arwen's ear. She swatted at him playfully but he danced out of her reach. He winked and turned around to many pats on the back from bystanders.
Finally Legolas managed to get out of the crowd long enough to breathe. "Much better..." he muttered taking in the slightly scented air around him. He slowly ambled up to his room, where surprisingly yet pleasantly a bath was ready for him again. He eased back into it for the second time that day, while he brooded on things.
He didn't want to think about Fanya, yet every moment his mind was caught off guard a picture of her would creep into his head.
What did he feel for her? Was it more than a childish crush? Was it love? He felt as if he had already come to a conclusion about the whole affair, yet he constantly reflected about it again and again.
It might be love. It could just be that the feelings he had was just a passing obsession, that he would not remember her in a thousand years or so. Yet somehow knew he didn't feel that way. Somehow he knew he couldn't feel that way.
A rap on the door brought him to attention. He called for them to come in, and when Estel entered (he was clean now), he sat up in the tub.
"Mani naa ta?" Legolas asked.
"You wanted to talk privately about your travels, mellonamin."
"More like you wanted to know about them." Legolas muttered. Aragorn smiled. "First let me get out of this bathtub. I think I'm clean enough." Legolas stood up and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around his waist.
"What did you want to know?" Asked Legolas, once they both had gone back into the bedroom and situated themselves on the bed. Legolas was leaning on the headboard, while Aragorn was on the other side of the bed leaning against a bedpost.
"What do you mean? Tell me all." Said Aragorn simply. Legolas gave him a 'do I have to?' look, and Aragorn nodded.
"I set out from Mirkwood on my own. I traveled as far as the nearest human village solo, but I was joined by another. We traveled for miles. She was-"
"Oh. So this someone is a she," interrupted Aragorn.
Legolas glared at him. "Yes. She was on her way to Gondor, while, as you know I was coming to Rivendell."
"Minas Tirith is miles out of the way, Legolas!" Aragorn accused him. "You could have been here weeks ago!"
When there was no reply, Aragorn put two and two together. "Oh. So this is the beautiful half-elven princess of whom you are completely smitten with."
"She is no princess." Legolas replied. "Yet I cannot deny she is beautiful..." he said, somewhat dreamily. "One night I as good as told her that I loved her."
"But something stopped you."
"No...It's just, I didn't want to press a relationship on her. She had allowed my company for that long, and she eventually told me that she was half-elven. Something must have changed overnight, because when I awoke...she was gone."
Aragorn considered this. "Maybe you did bring a relationship upon her a little fast, mellon, yet I cannot see what is wrong for telling her your feelings."
"No, I cannot understand why she left me." Legolas said. "She seemed as though she liked me more than a friend, yet would a friend leave another in the dust?"
"Only if they had a sufficient reason."
"I guess you are right, mellon. I guess that I will have to wait for the answer and settle for not knowing."
Aragorn nodded. "There is a banquet tonight, in honor of the halflings, Frodo, who awoke this morning. His reasoning of being here are for the council tomorrow, though," he hastily added, when he saw a question forming in Legolas' mind.
Legolas selected a green outfit for the banquet that evening as to represent Mirkwood forest. When he arrived in the hall he observed that the hall was significantly ornate as opposed to this morning. Elrond sat at one end of the table, as was custom in a big chair, with Arwen on his right, Aragorn on his left. Down the table sat 5 of the halflings, dwarves, and noble looking men. Four of the hobbits he recognized, but the last one he had not seen before. He had a young look to him, with the largest blue eyes he had ever seen. His dark curly hair was slightly mussed about, but he was smiling and looked like he was having a good time. Legolas took his seat in a respectable spot where guest elves from Mirkwood were sitting.
Several seats down, sat a dwarf with white hair whom he strangely recognized. The dwarf was talking animatedly with the blue eyed halfling, with the oldest looking hobbit, whom he had learned to be Bilbo Baggins, listening in on the conversation, speaking up now and then.
Soon, formalities had been said, wine had been drunken, food had been consumed, and many of the guests had gotten up and started dancing. Legolas stood to the side of the hall, leaning against the wall. He didn't really feel like dancing. He had grown up with so many formal balls that he quickly tired of them.
He laughed as one of the brown haired, food crazy hobbits approached one of the younger elf maidens and asked her to dance. The maiden laughed as well, and nodded her head, while the hobbit dragged her over to the dance floor, momentarily sticking out his tongue to his blonde companion, who promptly went searching for a partner as well.
Legolas chuckled as he observed the two small hobbits dancing with their taller partners. The two elf maidens must have caught each other's eyes, and they were silently gigging as well.
Some ways to the left of him was a pair of open doors, leading to a rather large garden. Aragorn was subtly attracting the attention of Elrond's daughter, and waved for her to go outside. She complied, gliding across the floor silently. He waited a minute, making sure he didn't attract much attention, and he sidled off to meet her.
A voice distracted him momentarily. "Excuse me, my lord, may I have this dance?" an elf maiden asked. He turned, and was met with a beautiful maiden, with long dark wavy hair, fair skin, and a beautiful complexion.
"Larien!" He exclaimed, giving her a hug. "It has been long, mellonamin!" He said, a smile gracing his face. "Of course you may have this dance." He said. She took his hand, and he led her onto the dance floor. "I did not know you were in Rivendell," he commented.
"Since I left Mirkwood one thousand years ago, I spent some time traveling. Yet I found that I needed to calm myself down, and settle somewhere. I needed a change, so I settled for Rivendell." She told him, smiling. "And I daresay that you are here on the same errand as most of the guests here?" she asked.
"I know not what I am here for, I just know that my father sent me." He replied.
"Enough talk you prince, let's dance!" she urged him. Legolas was glad to have met his childhood friend again. They had spent timeless days sitting in trees reading and talking when they were young. Both had aged, and found sanctuary in other things, and they rarely saw each other when Legolas had begun his 'Prince Training' as they had called it, basically when his father was instructing Legolas on how to run a kingdom without a single breakdown.
Legolas took her hand, and they slowly danced to the enchanting music. Legolas closed his eyes, and imagined he was dancing with Fanya, and when he opened his eyes again, he was almost disappointed that it was Larien standing before him.
When the song ended, Legolas excused himself and he went out to wander the garden. He approached a stone bench and lowered himself onto it, listening to the sounds of the night. Although it was peaceful here, he knew it was not peaceful elsewhere. How could a place like Rivendell keep so pleasantly rid of evil, when his own Mirkwood was corrupted?
-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-
"Estel, what are you going to do?" whispered Arwen, gazing down over towards a daydreaming Legolas. "He is so lovesick,"
"He told me of part of his travels here, yet I do not know the whole story." He replied, not answering the question at all. He explained what Legolas had told him to Arwen, and her eyes deepened in understanding when he finally finished.
"This halfelven maiden...what is her name?" She asked him.
"Legolas did not mention it." He replied. "I don't know how to explain it, yet he does not seem to fully understand what he feels for her. He tells himself that he loves her, yet he keeps going back to it, thinking it over, and reaching the same conclusion." The man said. Arwen looked confused.
"Estel, I don't fully understand the meaning of that, yet somehow I can comprehend it," She told him. "It was very confusing when I fell in love with you, you know." She poked him playfully on his shoulder.
"I know it was. And I'm still glad you did." Aragorn whispered, pressing a light kiss on her lips.
"And yet," she said lightly, "You say you love me, yet you leave me for a year at a time!" She stood up, and turned her back on him. Aragorn pretended to look hurt.
"Ai, Undomiel, I would stay here if I could." He replied, standing too.
Arwen shook her head, still turned away from him. A grin graced her face, although Aragorn couldn't see it. Aragorn approached her, but she ran off into the forest behind her, all the while holding a giggle fit painfully inside her. Aragorn tore after her.
Arwen stopped suddenly and turned. Aragorn, not expecting this collided into her, and the two were knocked to the ground. Arwen laughed, and as Aragorn tried to stand up again, she grabbed his hand and kept him there.
"Ah ha. Just the way I want you." She said, before covering his mouth with a sweet kiss.
-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-~^*^~-
An hour later, Legolas lay down in his comfortable bed, ready for sleep to take him. As soon as he lay down, he felt slumber enticing him to close his eyes. He gratefully complied, his conscience slipping away like water held in his hands.
*Dream*
Again he found himself in the field void of everything but grassy hills. Some distance away from him was...Fanya.
"Fanya!" he exclaimed, sprinting to meet her.
She smiled at him and waited for him to come to her. And when he planted a kiss on her cheek, she whispered in his ear "I am fine. Stop worrying, princy boy," she gave him a meaningful look, before disappearing completely. Legolas' hand was clasped around where her hand used to be, and slowly he let it fall to his side, a single tear leaking out of his eyes.
*End Dream*
His eyes snapped open, and they were only met with the blackness of the night. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks and he wiped them away with the back of his hand. He remembered the dream vividly, and though it was short, he remembered that Fanya had told him that she was ok... that he didn't have to worry...yet did he?
A/N: Again, again, again, sorry for the delay, but I gave reasons. =D. So...I'll say a few things now that make me happy.
-My Two Towers Extended version -All my new LotR games (monopoly, trivial pursuit, RotK video game) -My pretty new Elf ring off of tolkientown.com -My birthday cake -My cool book signed by Paige Davis (yea trading spaces!) -My reviewers -My beta -My little brother -The fact that I was lying about the brother thing That's enough for now...Now, onto the goodies that you actually read! Translations: Nuquernamin lle: I defeated you Uma, Lle, ume: Yes, you did Lle sintaya, Undomiel: You should have known, Undomiel Mellonamin: My friend (but you should all know that...if you don't...well, now you know.
Review Responses: Mercuriall: Thanks! Dang...you reviewed fast! =D
Feanen: Thankies! ^^
Harmony99: Lol. Everyone sounds like a two year old every once and a while. Unfortunately, the Leggy-Fanya reunion won't happen for a few chapters. Sry! But I'm really glad that you like it!
Inweofnargothrond: Yes, unfortunately it was a bit confusing. The next chapter will be more straightforward.
KnowInsight: ^_^ I love simple reviews like that! Hope you liked this chapter!
Digital_Tiffany: Hmm...*ponders* No. Orli is here at MY house, with ME. *sticks tongue out* Lol. Not really. Thanks for the review, I'm really glad that you thought it was funny..in fact, you're like the only one...*ponders*
A/N: I'm going to leave you now...because this is a long enough chapter as it is.... But before you go, make two authoresses happy. Click the little button and keep it company. And the second one, review her story. Ardonelle Celebrindal needs fans. She's my (super-cool) beta, and she writes (super- cool) fics. Go read them, and make people happy!!!!!!! -The Hobbit Ivy
