'Thoughts and flashbacks'
"Language"
" 'Enemy' "
The next morning Elladan and Elrohir went to "wake up" Legolas so they could talk with each other before he left. What they didn't expect to find was said friend sleeping with a certain elven princess. When they opened the door, they purposefully shut it loudly, waking the sleeping elves and alerting them of the twins presence in the room. An awkward silence hung in the air as the four royals simply stared at each other, two in shock, two in confusion. Legolas and Alice glanced at each other, confused as to what they were doing at first before the previous nights events rushed back to them, causing the two to jump out of bed and stand on opposite sides in complete embarrassment.
"Are we interrupting something?" Elladan asked, trying to keep a smile from appearing in his lips. Elrohir took note of how neither of their friends had changed, meaning that Alice only spent the night because something had happened. "If it's Arbellason, he's in the dining hall right now. You have to hurry or he'll start his search again." Elrohir stated quickly, checking the hall before allowing his friend to leave, whispering a quick thanks as she left. Closing the door, the twins then demanded answers from the blonde elf. "Arbellason was standing outside Alice's bedroom, waiting for her. I found Alice hiding in the shadow of a pillar and brought her here, inviting her to stay until morning. Don't start getting ideas, nothing happened." Legolas muttered as he walked to his closet to change. "It looked like something was going on to us." Elrohir stated, laughing at Legolas' as his face started turning red. "Shut up." He muttered once more before continuing getting ready.
~Meanwhile~
Alice walked back to her room silently, trying to calm her racing heart. 'I can't believe that happened. What am I supposed to do now?! Arbellason won't leave me alone and now-' Alice shook her head to rid herself of the next thought, entering her room and locking the door. Alice changed into a long sleeved light blue tunic, placing a black corset like short sleeved tunic over that and dark brown leggings. Slipping on her boots, Alice proceeded to place her book back on the desk when a knock on the door was heard. Turning towards the door, the person knocked repeatedly without giving their name, causing the elleth to unsheathe her dagger and hold it to her side before unlocking the door and throwing it open to reveal her visiter to be a group of elves, wizard, and a man standing outside her door, Lance in particular with his hand raised to keep knocking. A blade was now being held at his throat.
With a shocked gasp, Alice removed her dagger and re-sheathed it panicking. "Ai Valar! Lance are you alright!? I'm so sorry I thought you were someone else!" "It's alright Alice. I'm fine, I promise. I actually came to see if you were in your room. Arbellason is looking for you. Again." Lance replied with an annoyed glance down the hall. The fellowship had to leave soon, so they only had a little bit of time to spend in each others company until then. Leaving her room and closing the door, Alice jumped at the sound of her name being called and groaned quietly, mimicking her brother and walking the other way without looking up. The group walked to the dining hall and ate breakfast, then regrouped at the gates of Rivendell. "The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom. On you who travel with him no oath nor bond is laid, to go further than you will. Farewell. Hold to your purpose. May the blessings of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you." Elrond spoke, watching as the Fellowship left, Aragon sharing one last glance with Arwen before leaving. As they left, Frodo whispered quietly to Gandalf "Mordor, Gandalf. Is it left it right?" "Left." The grey wizard answered as he placed a hand on the hobbit's shoulder.
I know, short chapter, sorry. I've been busy lately so I haven't been able to add any more to this chapter. I promise that the next one will be longer. If you have any suggestions, feel free to comment.