Thwack
Thwack
Thwack
Thwack
"1,2,3"
"1,2,3"
"1,2,3"
This was all that could be herd in the small clearing. The clearing was in an oval shape with golden trees surrounding it. On the far side of the clearing was several targets, each had at least ten arrows in each bulls-eye. At the other side stood what appeared to be two teenagers, one a girl who looked to be around the age 15, the other, a boy, who seemed to be 18 or 19.
The girl had on a flowing baby blue dress, it hugged her every curve perfectly. She was counting out loud "1,2,3" while dancing, she held up her arms as if there were someone there to dance with her. She had auburn hair that reached down to her waist, and when the light hit it just right it would shine a color so beautiful you would be put in a trance. Her eyes were almond shaped and were the most pure green that you could imagine. Her skin was an olive color, and her lips were full. She was skinny, and stood at what looked like 5 feet and 2 inches. From far away you could tell she was beautiful. She was said to be one of the most beautiful elves, if not the most beautiful.
The boy had on an emerald green tunic and brown leggings. He had a quiver of arrows on his back and a beautifully carved bow. He had blonde hair that was almost white which reached down to the middle of his shoulder-blade. He had traditional elfish braids in his hair. He had high cheek bones, and his chin was nicely pointed. His eyes were a deep blue and if you looked into them you would be lost forever. He was slightly tan, but still was white. You could tell by looking at him that he was muscular. He was about 5 feet 10 inches. Many of the elfish girls found him handsome and would often find themselves drooling over him.
Itarildë's Point of View:
"1, 2,3. 1,2,3. 1,2,3." I counted out loud while praciting my waltz.
"Will you stop so I can concentrate" Legolas said without taking his eyes off the targets.
"You seemed to be doing just fine when I was counting earlier so I think that I will continue."
I herd him let out a sigh and saw him shake his head.
"Why do you practice so much anyway?" I found myself stopping to look at him, "We never play like we used to at the river or lake, and whenever I visit you are always here, sunrise to sunset. You are either working with a sword or that stupid bow." I crossed your arms over my chest. "I miss your company," I told him in a whisper
It was true you did miss his company, your older twin brothers were no fun, they always played tricks on you and your older sister and you just didn't connect. However, you and Legolas seemed to have a special friendship, you both understood each other and could talk for hours about nothing.
Thwack.
He let one more arrow go before he turned to you. His face showed no emotion but you could have sworn you saw worry, guilt, and concern in his eyes.
"I'm sorry I don't have time for a stupid girl like you!" he yelled
I was taken back by his words, and did expect to hear that. I felt tears come to my eyes, but I would not let them fall, never had I let someone see me cry, not since that one day. Never has Legolas spoken to me in that way. Sure we had our fights, but we never spoke to each other like that.
"Well then if you feel that way I will leave you," I turned and left before he could say anything.
Legolas' Point of View:
"Well if you feel that way I will leave you," she said calmly.
I was surprised at her calmness and was sure she would explode like she did with her brothers when they said something to her. Immediately regret began to take over as I watched her run away, but before she left I would have sworn I saw tears in her eyes, I knew that she would not let me see her cry.
I turned back to the targets, I would apologize to her later at the feast. I pulled out an arrow and strung it, I tried to concentrate and shoot it, but the look on her face still ran through my head. I knew that I hurt her bad, I lowered the arrow and put it back. I then turned back to where she stood earlier, I didn't know why but I wished that she still stood there, looking stupid and practicing dancing.
I stood there for a moment thinking that maybe she would come back, when I realized she wasn't I ran toward the palace.
'Now if I were her where would I go….to the stables, maybe her room…no, her place by the small creek!'