Author's Note: Sorry, I was planning on having this to you on New Years so here it is unbetaed and probably not pretty. I was expecting Keri to send this to me after reading it again but due to some miscommunictation on my part I still haven't got the better copy back. So just go on and read this one and don't worry about the typos they will be fixed!
(Original Author's Note)
Happy New Years everyone!!! Review I care about what you think!!! I need ya'll to tell me if this story is starting to suck. If it is, tell me cause then I won't expect that much from ya'll. Pouts
You know what I realized? This is one of the most powder puff stories on the Web. This is the kind of story you read in a fairy tale book. You know how I noticed this? I went back to fix and read the previous chapters and I was quite surprised by what I saw. Well anyways this is going to get funnier from this moment on. (Hopefully)
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Chapter Ten: New Experiences?
After being warmly greeted by Elrond we were shown our rooms. It seemed that Elrond didn't seem to comprehend why I wanted to have a different room than Legolas and when I had asked for a separate room the rest of the group with us looked at us strangely. Then I remembered that Thranduil had wanted to keep my amnesia a secret. So I quickly told Elrond that I had gained a slight cold on the way there and that I didn't want Legolas to catch it. Even though elves were supposed to be immune to sickness I had half the chance to get sick cause I was a half elf, in laymen's terms Elrond understood and gave me a room that was adjacent to Legolas' and had doors that connected them together.
Before I went to check on Gypsy I made sure that I had everything unpacked and placed neatly in the dresser drawers. I walked down the steps trying to remember which way was the exit. After many minutes of searching I found it.
When I arrived at the stables I spotted Gypsy almost immediately. The stable hands must have taken real good care of her because she was cleaned of all the mud on her that had appeared during the journey. Her mane and tail had been brushed back to the shine it had once held.
I opened Gypsy's stall door and she welcomed me with by nuzzling my cheek. I grabbed one of the back brushes lying on the table next to her and began brushing her even though I knew she didn't need it.
I of course being the unnatural person that I am I started talking to Gypsy. "How are you old girl?" I asked her. She neighed a response and I continued saying, "Well of course you are. Do ya feel better now that you're cleaned up?" I put the brush down and started rubbing her neck. "You are the sweetest horse ever and I bet you wouldn't hurt a..." I left off as a memory suddenly rose out of the void of my mind. It was of me falling off the back of gypsy the day I went into the coma.
Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable being around Gypsy with no one else around. So I tried my best to pretend that I wasn't bothered so she wouldn't get nervous. "Sorry old girl, but I need to go take a bath. I hated riding out there without one. Bye girl, see you in a little bit." I gave Gypsy a farewell pat on her neck and started back up to the main building.
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As I took a bath just like I knew it would it took me several scrubs and hair washings to get all the grim and dirt gone from my body. I felt clean again!!! Yay!!
I dressed swiftly into a clean pair of breeches and a white tunic and quickly put my hair in a semi-bun. I knew I would get many stares from the 'Proper' ladies but I didn't care, I was comfy.
On my way to the dining hall I stopped at one of the overhangs on the side of the building. I looked out on the beautiful gardens underneath and I was filled with a sence of serene tranquility. Feeling much better than I had to begin with I walked to the dinning room entrance and was surprised to find a great many elves gathered in the large area.
As soon as I took a step into the Dining Room, I was transfixed with all the stares in the room. I glanced around the room quickly to find the eyes that I had to see, the ones of my husbands.
From where I was standing I finally spotted Legolas at the dais where Lord Elrond and Arwen were sitting. As soon as he caught my eye he smiled and threw me a look that said 'Come over here and sit'. When I crossed the dinning hall everyone seemed to follow me with their eyes all the way to the dais. The only thing that didn't make me turn around and run back into my room was Legolas' face. I kept my eyes focused on his the entire time, Legolas was my goal and I was walking a mile to get to it, ignoring the others.
When what seemed like forever had past I finally sat in the seat beside his. I smiled at him and carefully grasped my glass of water and sipped. I glanced at all the eyes watching me, as I drank, from over the rim of my glass. I placed my glass back down on the table and Elrond cleared his throat causing all eyes to switch to him.
"Welcome my guests," He started. "To my humble (yeah right) house that is yours for how ever long you chose to stay. As you know we have special guests that arrived today. The elves of Mirkwood have graced us with the presence of Prince Legolas," Legolas rose from his seat and automatically almost all the female eyes flicked to him. "Princess Amaris," Legolas grabbed my arm and pulled me up softly when my name was called. "The latter of which, chose to be late, would you like to explain yourself?" Elrond turned to look at me, expecting me to explain myself. Legolas sat down and once again all eyes ticked to me.
I knew I had to be redder than a fire truck at that point in time because my hands turned clammy and butterflies began to swarm in my stomach. For reassurance Legolas grasped my hand and squeezed. And like magic, all my nervousness disappeared and was replaced with calmness. I spoke in a voice as loud as my voice allowed and replied with, "I am terribly sorry that I had happened to cause you all your delay in eating. I can only hope that you will forgive me for being late. I was merely indulging in the pleasures of what I had not been able to enjoy since my last visit here. I am dreadfully sorry." I said all of this in the sweetest voice I could muster without being sickly.
When I was in trouble (which was often), I always used a bunch of big words that made me sound important. I mean I would have bought it (not really because I knew I was good at lying). And apparently they did too because most of their faces had softened to understanding.
Elrond nodded his head at me and answered my question of sitting. I sat down relieved at the thought of it being over. Elrond continued his speech to his guests and then the meal commenced. I started looking down the table at the people and recognized some faces Arwen, Aragorn, Arielond and Haseful.
I soon found out some important information on the guests by dropping eves that night. Mostly all I learned was their names, which was the most important thing. But sometimes I would pause so long in my eating that Legolas would look over at me and whisper in my ear questions like "What are you doing?", "Why aren't you eating?", and "Is there something interesting on the table?". So I started shooting looks at him that caused him to as questions like "What?", "Why are you glaring at me?", and "Why are you holding that knife over your head like that?". By the end of the night I knew all the names of the sixteen people sitting at that particular table and that I could make Legolas fear for his life.
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After the feast I prepared to head back to my room because of the sleep resting on my eyes but Legolas made me follow him and the others into what I would call a Den. The only furniture in the room was various couches spread along the walls and chairs huddled near the fireplace. Legolas brought me over to where Bill, Bob, Stuart and Arielond were leaned against the wall chatting amoung themselves in Elvish, while he turned and left me there, running off to bug someone else I supposed. After a few minutes he returned with a smug look on his face just as Elrond stepped into the middle of the room.
After gaining everyone's attention once again, he began talking in a very pleased voice, "I would like to announce that someone very special has agreed to treat us with her voice as a further apology for her being tardy. She has pleased many with the lilting sound of the miraculous music she can make. Would everyone turn their attention to Princess Amaris?" He pointed in my direction.
Suddenly all eyes were on me and I backed into the elves behind me. My heart began to flutter nervously once again for the night. I shot Legolas a glare that could have killed and I began trying to think a way out of this. Finally speaking after a few moments of silence, "Lord Elrond there has been a mistake. I cannot, in fact, sing. I am the worst singer in the world (which was in fact true). Plus my throat is very raw from me being-"
"Nonsense," Elrond spoke interrupting me. "We all know you can sing. You cannot keep your voice to Legolas a secret. Now sing and let it be heard."
I knew that arguing would be pointless so I took a deep breath and let it out to rid myself of some of my nerves. I opened my mouth and thought of the first song that popped into my head. It was Martina McBride's "A Broken Wing". I let the music float into my mind and began singing to the rhythm:
She loved him like he was
The last man on Earth
She gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little, and then take it back
She'd tell him 'bout her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord, he loved to make her cry
"You're crazy for believin'
You'll ever leave the ground
He said, "Only angels know how to fly"
And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you oughta see her fly
One Sunday mornin'
She didn't go to church
He wondered why she didn't leave
He went up to the bedroom
Found a note by the window
With the curtains blowin' in the breeze
And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you oughta see her fly
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you oughta see her fly
I of course couldn't carry the last note out as long as Martina could but I tried. Nevertheless I received a very shocking response from the listeners: I was applauded. The shock of people actually NOT running outside and banging their heads on the closest tree was overwhelming. So after everyone had given me his or her opinion on my singing I was granted leave. Legolas led me to our rooms and told me I did very well.
Before I told him goodnight I punched him in the arm and gave him a warning of being hurt worse than that if he ever made me do that again. We said goodnight and I opened the door and slipped into my chambers. I changed quickly fearing that I would freeze if I didn't and hasted to climb into bed.
For a long while I did nothing but stare at the ceiling thinking about what had happened that day. The last thought before sleep claimed me was the look in Legolas' eyes as I finished singing. For a brief moment I had seen how deep his feelings were for me. And in that moment I began to feel the same way.
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Author's Note: With this chapter I was smart. I wrote it all the day you had your last update. YAY ME!!! Then I realized that I had to go back and change a lot of this chapter because I was going to add something else before I added what I previously had in this chapter. Don't worry I'll explain later!!
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