Rivendell is a very strange place. There is still green but not as much as in Mirkwood. Lord Elrond greets us at the gates.
"Welcome!" He says in the man-tongue as there are men among us. "To Rivendell. Make yourself at home and please, enjoy your stay." His voice is heavily accented, making it clear he rarely uses the man-tongue.
"We are here for a meeting, not for a party!" Remarks a man standing near the back, Boromir of Gondor.
"Yes," Elrond answers calmly "but you shall be here a while."
"Mianline Elrond," Legolas steps forward "we have travelled far. Could we please be shown to our quarters?"
"Mianline Legolas ah mianline Myweil I am aware you have travelled from the woodland realm of Mirkwood, which is far away. Arwen-" he gestures to an elf standing beside him, "shall show you to your quarters, and I will show the men to theirs."
"What about us?" Squeaks a little voice, a hobbit.
"You, Pipin, will go with the elves."
Arwen walks us down many winding corridors. Until she stops at a large carved door. "This is your room Myweil." She sMianloneays and continues down the hall to the third door down "and this is your room Legolas," she shows him an identical door. I blindly walk through the door into the most beautiful chambers I have ever seen. A large room flowing into a little balcony. I move my things onto the bed in the corner, like the rest of the room, it's sheets are white and gold.
"I wonder how long it will take you to realise that I am here," I turn to see a lithe figure detach it's self from the shadows. The elf is about 7ft tall with dark brown hair and grey eyes.
"Ellador, meleth nin!" I run toward him, he holds out his arms and I hug him so tight he give a little squeak. "Too tight." He whimpers. I pull back with a sheepish smile on my face. He bends his face to mine and kisses me. 'Ellador' I think giddily as he breaks the contact.
"I have missed you," he whispers. I laugh and pull him in for another kiss. "I have missed you too," I whisper back. Our heads jerk around to the sound of a knock on my door.
"Myweil, Ellador, I don't care if you are speaking or doing unthinkable things to each other." I stride over to the door and fling it open. Legolas stands in the door way, his 6' 9'' frame leaning against the wall.
"Arwen found a hobbit that has been stabbed by a mortal blade. He needs woodland healing magic. We have been summoned to the infirmary." He promptly spins on his heal and walks off down the corridor. I turn to Ellador.
"Where on middle-earth is the infirmary?" I ask. Ellador just smiles and holds out his hand.
"I'll show you."
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Translations
Mianline- my lord
Meleth nin - My love
ah- and
