Seas: Chapter 3
Hey again! It's chapter 3! As you could tell, I finally made Olórëdes on DollDivine (it is ALL DD, give the credit for the game to them), and I put her in her dress and hair for the dinner that is coming up hopefully in chapter four (maybe 5). You'll seeeee... :D. Anyway, thanks doodle8200 for her review! I would love some more! And also thank you doodle for your follow as well as Stialyna, llcyyxx, and Oriana5 for your follows! You guys are my first four! Alright, on to the chapter, with cute fluff!
"I have grand news, Olórëdes. The King has invited us to a feast of Lords that he shall be hosting tonight," my father said, smiling. I gasped. "Ada, really?" I asked in disbelief. Imagine! I true feast with all of the nobles in the kingdom, and the King himself no less! My father nodded, "Indeed. It shall begin at sundown, so be ready by then," he confirmed. I hugged my father tightly again. "Of course! I must begin preparing!" I said excitedly. He smiled and after kissing me on the crown of my head, left with a "Gi melin*". I began to anxiously get ready for the feast. Thought I ran into an almost immediate wall: my hair.
I sat down at my vanity and brushed through my hair again, then began trying to accomplish some intricate pattern of braids in my hair. But, of course, the end result was never satisfactory. I attempted to make something three times, but I always ended up unhappy with the results. I was pulling out the last few braids from my third try and smoothing my hair down when a loud and hurried knock sounded at my door. I rose and, again, quickly scurried to the door. I opened it and peeked out, then was abruptly shoved out of the way as a blond figure barged in and shut the door behind themselves, leaning against it with both arms and breathing heavily.
I was aghast. "Excuse me! I would have hoped for a more formal entrance; at least a greeting. Barging into one's room is very ru-," I ct off when my breath caught as the figure turned around. I looked up to meet soft blue eyes and my anger melted. "L-Legolas," I breathed. He gave an apologetic smile, still partially panting. "I am truly sorry if I came at a bad time..," he began, nervously tucking a loose strand of his hair behind his ear. Why was he nervous? "..but I needed to see you , for I must ask you something. A few guards saw me earlier and asked where I was going, but of course I couldn't tell them, so I lied and said I was going for a walk through the hallways. I do believe one was following me, to explain why I was running," he explained, his breath eventually returning to normal. "Well.. what was it that you wanted to ask?" I questioned, slowly moving back to my vanity and sitting to try once again with my hair. I would not waste time that I could use braiding my hair in accomplishing nothing with conversation. Legolas moved to stand in front of the hearth and watch the fire.
"I assume that your father has already conveyed this message, but my father has invited both of you to the feast tonight. I wanted to know if you would be joining your father...," he trailed off, his voice beginning to grow slightly nervous, as if I would have denied. I smiled to myself as I inspected the braids I had finished. "Of course I am attending. I would never miss such a marvelous opportunity," I said, then added with slightly gritted teeth: "Which is why I am becoming quite aggravated with my hair at the moment. It needs to be perfect for the feast, but I cannot seem to do a single braid correctly."
I quickly started to pull out the braids I had tried, and my hair became tangled in the process. I squinted my eyes shut to attempt pulling through the knots, but my hands froze as another pair gently took them off of my head and placed them in my lap. I snapped my eyes opened and looked up in my looking glass to see Legolas slowly untangling my hair, and begin to expertly braid it. I had to work to suppress the shivers that tried to pulse through my body whenever one of his fingertips brushed against my scalp. After what seemed like no time at all, but by the fire was probably an hour, he finally finished. I reached up and placed my hand on my head, then pulled in a small gasp.
The braids he had done were perfect and detailed, weaving back and forth across and down the back of my head. I could not comprehend how his fingers had moved so quickly and wondrously. "Legolas...thank you...," I whispered, still shocked. He smiled. "It was my pleasure, Olórëdes," he answered, moving towards the door. "Wait, Legolas," I said, and lurched from the chair to go to him. "Will I be seeing you at the feast?" I asked. He broke into a dazzling smile again "Of course. My seeing you there is the only reason why I am putting up with another of my father's silly parties," he said jokingly. I gave a short laugh.
"Alright, now go! I should think the guards would be fairly suspicious by now," I said, playfully steering him towards to door again. "Goodbye, I shall be looking forward to seeing you tonight, my lady," he said, smiling and giving a teasing bow, then opening the door. "Goodbye, Legolas," I said softly, closing the door behind him. I sighed. Why had I allowed that to take place? He could not have seen it any other way than accepting his love...which is precisely what I do not want him to be believing. But..I also do not want to break his heart. What should I do?
I allowed these thoughts to circulate through my head as I stood behind the closed door. But then I pushed them out again. Now was certainly not the time to worry about this. The feast would be beginning soon, and I needed dress for the event, now that my hair was as beautiful as only Legolas could make it.
Yay! I hoped you all liked it! I know it wasn't as long as it should have been, but I was finishing copying what I had already written on my phone, and I had finished it at a good stopping point. I'm hopefully going to have yet another chapter up later this week, because I'm on Thanksgiving Break until Sunday, so we may get all the way to chapter 6 by then! Please leave reviews! I love new ideas!
P.S. If Legolas is seeming a little OOC, please tell me. I have decided that this is taking place after the War of the Ring, who knows how Legolas went after that, but if he seems way off, please tell me.
*Gi melin- Sindarin Elvish for "I love you".