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"Who are you?" I asked him, looking to the Elf with curiosity. He gave me a small and slightly amused smile. I got the feeling that I was the first one to see him smile in a long time. Suddenly, I just felt downright sorry for him. I somehow felt that I knew, inwardly, that he didn't smile very much, and that it was a gift for me to see it. I wished that he would smile more. It seemed to lighten his features and bring him to an even more masculine beauty.
"Amin naa Celeborn. Lle?"
He said this with a larger smile. I paused for a moment, and then responded, albeit hesitatingly . . . testing what little Elvish my friend Gina had been trying to teach me when I was still back at home.
"Vedui'. Amin naa Jessica. Saesa omentien lle."
Celeborn, I noticed, looked surprised. From what I knew he may have heard, I had been here for a lone day, and already I was speaking Elvish, and understanding what I said, to add to it. Or maybe I already had a teacher, which was pretty unlikely. I tilted my head to the side, watching his reaction in curiosity.
"Have I said something wrong, Celeborne? You look startled. Let me guess . . . I messed up my words, didn't I?"
"Lle ume quel. You did well. Where did you learn? Have you been tutored in the Elvish language already?"
"Um, no. . . But a friend of mine from home taught me some Elvish, is all. You made me nervous, making me wait so long for an answer. I thought that I'd said something really awful or something." I smiled at him, I've always been kind of shy, and if I wasn't a sucker for a good accent and a fair face then I didn't know who I was. The thought alone made me smile a bit more.
He nodded to me. He looked old without looking old. I saw it in his expression, the sad way that he smiled and what I saw in his wise, ocean blue eyes.
I was at a loss as for what to say. I looked to his clothes again and felt half underdressed around him. I met his eyes once again and shrugged. I looked out at the stars for a moment. I was caught by how many that there were, peering over the deep colors of the fading sun. I was used to city lights.
I was literally half blind out here, in the dark, if not more. I felt angry with that. Elves could see easily in the dark, and here I was, in the dark, and he could probably see me just as well as he could have in the dining hall. I turned and saw he was not where he had been, but by the wall now, too. I wondered what he saw in the constellations, but didn't ask.
I looked to the stars, and let them drown me in their eternally cool and glittering blanket of tranquil silence . . .
After awhile, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and gave a light jump. I looked over to where I had been tapped and saw Legolas standing there. Celeborn was gone, as far as I could tell, by looking around. I stood back up, as I had been sitting on the wall, looking out at the stars.
"Legolas, vendui'." I said, looking to him and smiled lightly. I was wide- awake now. And in a much better mood, and I was glad that he had taken me from the stars. It had been getting too distant for me to see any longer, my thoughts in the way of the sky.
"Aragorn tells me that you think I am leaving you with every guest of mine that I can manage, and more." He replied. He didn't look thrilled. I lost some of my good mood and felt like kicking myself. I'd been such an ass to him.
"I apologize Legolas. I was just in a bad mood. Being taken away from the only home you've ever known your entire life will do that to you. I should probably go and apologize to Arwen, too. I mean . . . hell she was only reacting to her instinct to dislike Dwarves, I guess . . ." I looked down, thinking. Legolas seemed to be surprised, and smiled to me.
"Well," he said, looking at me jestingly, "now that you have explained why you were in a foul mood, I think I may even be able to afford the chance," He said, looking teasingly to me, "to afford to accept your apology." He offered his hand to me, and I looked at it in light question. Then it clicked. Hmm. Should I be lady like or no . . .? I looked to him and his hand dropped, but he looked even more amused now.
"Suit yourself. Don't expect to be treated like a lady if you won't act like one," he teased.
I smiled. "Fine. I'm not much of a 'lady' anyway, unless you count being a lady as just being female. Say, where did your fancy bow and Arrow set go? I remember seeing it when you introduced me to Gimli." Indeed, he was now wearing a pale blue shirt and the same leggings as before, and a light white vest over the shirt, and this time his hair was actually combed.
"And where is Celeborn? I mean . . . he just kind of disappeared."
"He had to meet with Elrond, I suppose. He may have left quietly so as not to disturb you. As for my bow and arrows, they are in my room. Did you truly expect me to carry them around all the time? Maybe I'll show them to you tomorrow if you'd like." He stepped back a few steps and leaned against a pillar as he spoke.
I brightened still further. It sounded like fun. Maybe he'd let me try them out? There was a chance, I guessed.
After a little more conversation, and wandering around, I began to try to find my room, which seemed to have grown legs and disappeared. After about two more hours of poking around, I was so tired I thought I was asleep on my feet. Is that even possible, though? I wondered, passing yet another unfamiliar door. They all looked the bloody same. I sighed exasperatedly.
"Well if I can't find my room, I'm going to kidnap a pillow and blanket for a nice outside view."
"Sounds interesting." A voice replied. I jumped and turned, instantly more awake from being startled. I blinked when I saw Elrond standing there, smiling like I was one of the most amusing things that had happened to him, for a very long time.
"Perhaps you should try the garden if you wish to sleep outside. The ground may be a tad moist in the coming morning, however . . ." He said, grinning.
I remembered the waterfall wasn't so far from it. I gave him a lopsided smile. "Um, can you help me find my room, please? Outside the mosquitoes will suck me dry if I go out there now." I joked, shrugging.
"Indeed. Yes, I will help you find your room. How did you become so lost? Your room is on the other side of my house . . ." he said, and started leading me to it. I told him how tired I was and he nodded in what seemed like understanding.
When we finally got there I was so happy about it, that I hugged Elrond. Poor Elrond was so startled that, for a moment, all he did was stand there, then he tenderly gave me a very light hug back and pushed me off lightly towards the door.
"Diola lle." I said, and he turned away after a nod. I closed the door and sat on the warm bed. The only things I got off were my shoes, and then I curled under the covers and let sleep fall over me like a warm and welcome thing.
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"Who are you?" I asked him, looking to the Elf with curiosity. He gave me a small and slightly amused smile. I got the feeling that I was the first one to see him smile in a long time. Suddenly, I just felt downright sorry for him. I somehow felt that I knew, inwardly, that he didn't smile very much, and that it was a gift for me to see it. I wished that he would smile more. It seemed to lighten his features and bring him to an even more masculine beauty.
"Amin naa Celeborn. Lle?"
He said this with a larger smile. I paused for a moment, and then responded, albeit hesitatingly . . . testing what little Elvish my friend Gina had been trying to teach me when I was still back at home.
"Vedui'. Amin naa Jessica. Saesa omentien lle."
Celeborn, I noticed, looked surprised. From what I knew he may have heard, I had been here for a lone day, and already I was speaking Elvish, and understanding what I said, to add to it. Or maybe I already had a teacher, which was pretty unlikely. I tilted my head to the side, watching his reaction in curiosity.
"Have I said something wrong, Celeborne? You look startled. Let me guess . . . I messed up my words, didn't I?"
"Lle ume quel. You did well. Where did you learn? Have you been tutored in the Elvish language already?"
"Um, no. . . But a friend of mine from home taught me some Elvish, is all. You made me nervous, making me wait so long for an answer. I thought that I'd said something really awful or something." I smiled at him, I've always been kind of shy, and if I wasn't a sucker for a good accent and a fair face then I didn't know who I was. The thought alone made me smile a bit more.
He nodded to me. He looked old without looking old. I saw it in his expression, the sad way that he smiled and what I saw in his wise, ocean blue eyes.
I was at a loss as for what to say. I looked to his clothes again and felt half underdressed around him. I met his eyes once again and shrugged. I looked out at the stars for a moment. I was caught by how many that there were, peering over the deep colors of the fading sun. I was used to city lights.
I was literally half blind out here, in the dark, if not more. I felt angry with that. Elves could see easily in the dark, and here I was, in the dark, and he could probably see me just as well as he could have in the dining hall. I turned and saw he was not where he had been, but by the wall now, too. I wondered what he saw in the constellations, but didn't ask.
I looked to the stars, and let them drown me in their eternally cool and glittering blanket of tranquil silence . . .
After awhile, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and gave a light jump. I looked over to where I had been tapped and saw Legolas standing there. Celeborn was gone, as far as I could tell, by looking around. I stood back up, as I had been sitting on the wall, looking out at the stars.
"Legolas, vendui'." I said, looking to him and smiled lightly. I was wide- awake now. And in a much better mood, and I was glad that he had taken me from the stars. It had been getting too distant for me to see any longer, my thoughts in the way of the sky.
"Aragorn tells me that you think I am leaving you with every guest of mine that I can manage, and more." He replied. He didn't look thrilled. I lost some of my good mood and felt like kicking myself. I'd been such an ass to him.
"I apologize Legolas. I was just in a bad mood. Being taken away from the only home you've ever known your entire life will do that to you. I should probably go and apologize to Arwen, too. I mean . . . hell she was only reacting to her instinct to dislike Dwarves, I guess . . ." I looked down, thinking. Legolas seemed to be surprised, and smiled to me.
"Well," he said, looking at me jestingly, "now that you have explained why you were in a foul mood, I think I may even be able to afford the chance," He said, looking teasingly to me, "to afford to accept your apology." He offered his hand to me, and I looked at it in light question. Then it clicked. Hmm. Should I be lady like or no . . .? I looked to him and his hand dropped, but he looked even more amused now.
"Suit yourself. Don't expect to be treated like a lady if you won't act like one," he teased.
I smiled. "Fine. I'm not much of a 'lady' anyway, unless you count being a lady as just being female. Say, where did your fancy bow and Arrow set go? I remember seeing it when you introduced me to Gimli." Indeed, he was now wearing a pale blue shirt and the same leggings as before, and a light white vest over the shirt, and this time his hair was actually combed.
"And where is Celeborn? I mean . . . he just kind of disappeared."
"He had to meet with Elrond, I suppose. He may have left quietly so as not to disturb you. As for my bow and arrows, they are in my room. Did you truly expect me to carry them around all the time? Maybe I'll show them to you tomorrow if you'd like." He stepped back a few steps and leaned against a pillar as he spoke.
I brightened still further. It sounded like fun. Maybe he'd let me try them out? There was a chance, I guessed.
After a little more conversation, and wandering around, I began to try to find my room, which seemed to have grown legs and disappeared. After about two more hours of poking around, I was so tired I thought I was asleep on my feet. Is that even possible, though? I wondered, passing yet another unfamiliar door. They all looked the bloody same. I sighed exasperatedly.
"Well if I can't find my room, I'm going to kidnap a pillow and blanket for a nice outside view."
"Sounds interesting." A voice replied. I jumped and turned, instantly more awake from being startled. I blinked when I saw Elrond standing there, smiling like I was one of the most amusing things that had happened to him, for a very long time.
"Perhaps you should try the garden if you wish to sleep outside. The ground may be a tad moist in the coming morning, however . . ." He said, grinning.
I remembered the waterfall wasn't so far from it. I gave him a lopsided smile. "Um, can you help me find my room, please? Outside the mosquitoes will suck me dry if I go out there now." I joked, shrugging.
"Indeed. Yes, I will help you find your room. How did you become so lost? Your room is on the other side of my house . . ." he said, and started leading me to it. I told him how tired I was and he nodded in what seemed like understanding.
When we finally got there I was so happy about it, that I hugged Elrond. Poor Elrond was so startled that, for a moment, all he did was stand there, then he tenderly gave me a very light hug back and pushed me off lightly towards the door.
"Diola lle." I said, and he turned away after a nod. I closed the door and sat on the warm bed. The only things I got off were my shoes, and then I curled under the covers and let sleep fall over me like a warm and welcome thing.
((Hello again everyone!! =) Thank you to all of you that have reviewed so far. I know I'm thanking you a lot. : ) Oh, by the way, the chapter name for last chapter has been fixed. Sorry for any confusion.))
