Elves Make For Strange Bedfellows | By : KimmieandFelicia Category: -Multi-Age > General Views: 821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Sam, thank you so much for blessing us with this wonderful meal.” Haldir praised as he approached Felicity and the hobbits.
“It’s my pleasure, Sir.” Sam beamed, “You have quite an allotment stored. For a moment there I was beginning to think that all elves ate were lembas.” he chuckled.
He smiled politely looking at the group of halfings huddled together enjoying their meal. “I am glad that you were able to make use of ‘our’ wares with such skill,” his eyes met with Felicity’s for a moment before he turned and headed for the ladder.
“I do not believe that I have ever had his before. What do they call it?” Orophin inquired sipping the broth from a wood carved bowl.
“It’s a soup I believe,” Kimber offered having sampled it last night. She smiled at the thought of Sam going through so much trouble to prepare this dinner for all of them; one of which who was making himself cozy as he nuzzled closer to her! She thought of inching away but with Orophin next to her such actions would be deemed as rude.
“Kimber,” Rumil whispered into her ear, as the three of them sat enjoying Sam’s stew.
“Yes?” she replied, looking down at the soup. She did not want to bring attention to herself and wanted to appear nonchalant about things.
“I have not been able to speak to you since you have returned to our portion of the wood,” Rumil continued.
“Ah, I know. We have been so busy and tired I might also add,” she replied.
“Well I am glad you are here now, there is much to talk about,” he smiled.
“There is?” Kimber shuttered at the thought of his words, for she could only imagine what was on his mind.
She looked at him for a moment, “Rumil you are right. We do need to talk.” she took a deep breath, readying herself to let him down gently when she was interrupted by the sight of Legolas now standing before the group of hobbits. She marveled at the sight of him as he proceeded to toss what appeared to be three apples in the air and while they descended he launched one arrow piercing all three. The hobbits erupted with praise, “Legolas do it again!!!” they chanted. He smiled widely rather proud of himself and obliged.
Rumil paying no attention continued his conversation, “I have thought of you often Kimber,” he began.
Now engrossed with the sight of Legolas upping the ante with 4 small plums, she paid Rumil little mind picking only her name from the conversation; she nodded.
“Have you thought of me as well?” he wondered. Kimber nodded once more as her eyes went wide seeing Legolas successfully pierce the purple fruit.
“I had hoped to hear that,” Rumil now sat up, “Do you remember our last meeting five years ago?” Only what Kimber heard in her distracted state was “He is quite skillful with a bow,” to which she replied dreamily, “Yes.”
“Do you remember under the canopy on the blanket we enjoyed the wine and each other’s company,” he continued.
Having heard something about wine she looked down at her glass “Yes,” she carelessly replied before casting her eye upon Legolas, who was now blindfolded going after the apples once more. He launched an arrow masterfully piercing them and took a bow as the hobbits clapped with glee.
“Do you remember what we talked about after that Kimber?’ she nodded politely still paying him no mind.
“Well I would like to know if you have considered my proposal?” he inched closer to her.
“Hmm… yes I think so,” Kimber took her cue to answer by the break in conversation for she had no idea what he had said.
“So what do you think?” he asked eagerly.
“Sure, I guess so,” she replied not having the faintest idea what she had just agreed to, perhaps that is why she was so taken so off guard by the kiss he planted on her lips before he stood and eagerly made his way back to the flets to take his post.
“Tis nothing short of witchcraft I tell you!” Boromir mumbled to himself, seeing the kiss Rumil and Kimber shared.
“By your pardon,” Aragorn raised a brow as he leaned next to a whe where Boromir had taken his seat far from the others.
“Oh, you startled me, Aragorn,” Boromir placed a hand over his heart, “It is nothing short of debauchery! I tried to warn Legolas but he is blind to them!” he sneered.
“Blind to who?” Aragorn wondered if Boromir was losing his senses as he peered into the crowd.
“Those pixies, witches! What ever you call them,” he spat.
“They are fairies, Boromir, and what matter do you have with them?” Aragorn looked at him curiously.
“Have you not noticed how they been hampering our progress Aragorn? Legolas has a spell upon him! Have you not seen the look of lust in his eye? She has bewitched him!” he rambled on. Aragorn looked on in amazement as Boromir’s arms now flailed about, “And that Felicity! Do you not see the way she looks at me? I fear for my life, Aragorn. Did you not hear her say that she would turn me into a frog?” panic now filled his voice.
“Boromir, you read too much into what goes on,” Aragorn rested his hand upon his friends shoulder. Boromir quickly jerked away and stood up to face him.
“Listen to yourself!” he pleaded, “They have taken hold of you as well. You make light of what they are doing-it is devilry, I tell you! While we sit here “playing” with these fairies and their elf friends, my kingdom is under attack…YOUR kingdom is under attack!!! Boromir bellowed.
“Lower your voice,” Aragorn warned stepping to him.
“Oh, by your pardon,” Boromir looked at the pendant, “for I nearly forgot where your loyalty lies,” he hissed.
“Do not test me Boromir. And when you return to Gondor be sure to check the hall of records, for I am sure that you will discover if it were not for the elves we are “playing” with you would not be standing here,” he replied coldly before heading toward the others.
“Seems he’s making many friends tonight,” Gimli huffed as Aragorn approached both he and Legolas.
“I see you also have had the pleasure,” Legolas added nodding in Boromir’s direction.
“What is his problem?” Gimli inquired wiping juice from his beard.
“I do not know, Gimli. I can only say that he is dealing with many demons right now,” Aragorn bowed his head, “Perhaps this journey is too much for him,” He concluded.
“Kimber you look as though you have seen a ghost!” Felicity approached her sister who still sat perched upon the log staring into space, “or worse yet-Rumil,” she laughed at the thought of her delicate sister engulfed in a love triangle, “You know what you need?” she whied. ed.
“A drink?” Kimber replied wearily.
“Exactly!” Felicity replied as she waved Orophin over to where they now sat. He had been enjoying hearty conversation with Boromir who had decided to rejoin the group.
“Yes my lady?” he smiled at the two.
“Do you have anymore of that delectable elvish wine about?” she inquired.
He nodded and began to walk away to fetch it when Felicity called to him once more. “Not that weak stuff you passed around before! Haldir’s stash,” she gave him a knowing look.
“Felicity,” he hesitated, “I don't know about that.”
“Oh come now Orophin. It is a special occasion is it not?” Felicity questioned as she batted her dark eyelashes at him.
“You don’t have to Orophin,” Kimber offered.
“It is no trouble,” Orophin spoke softly. He hoped that it would be no trouble as he left for the wine.
“You’re quite the entertainer,” Gimli chuckled heartily as he patted Legolas on the shoulder.
“Gimli, I am not nearly as entertaining as you are my friend,” He smiled in return before scouting the crowd for Kimber. He spotted her engaged in light conversation with Felicity and he soon found himself wondering about what Boromir had said to him earlier. Rumil was nowhere in sight, nor had he seen him with Kimber that evening. Perhaps Aragorn was right in concluding that their journey was taking its toll on Boromir’s sanity.
“Good evening ladies,” he greeted the two and bowed his head to them.
“Good evening,” Kimber replied as she smiled sweetly at him.
“Legolas,” Felicity acknowledged him, “I think that I shall go and help Orophin with that wine,” ensuing the moment, she excused herself.
“Kimber, I do apologize for being so short with you before,” he began before she interrupted him.
“Legolas, it is of no matter,” she offered.
“I am glad that you have such a forgiving heart,” he replied, “Come,” he offered her his hand. She glanced around quickly before taking it, noting that the other elves were nowhere in sight.
They walked for a few moments before coming upon a small stream.
“And I thought that my home was magnificent,” Kimber admired the trees with bark as smooth as glass. A few lanterns hung along the trees that illuminated the dark forest with such majesty that little could compare with its allure. “This is truly breath taking,” she continued.
“And yet it does not hold a candle to the beauty before me,” he drew her hand to his soft lips and kissed them gently. She smiled at him.
“Please,” he motioned to a large rock for them to sit on. She obliged and he sat beside her. He looked at her for a moment then at the plethora of orchids surrounding them. She could feel his gaze wander back to her as she tucked a stray hair behind her She She wondered what they were doing there.
“I hope that you do not mind,” he whispered almost as if he could read her thoughts. “I just wanted to be alone with you,” she blushed at his words and looked on as he stood and walked over to a nearby stream. “I just wanted to tell you that though our meeting was by ill chance, how glad I am that such fate befell us.”
“I am glad also,” she agreed looking on as he turned away for a moment. It seemed that he had been struggling with his affections since their first kiss. His boldness surprised him. Never before had he allowed his emotions to dictate his behr.
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“And I also wanted to tell you,” he began. Kimber looked at him intently as he now lifted his head anokedoked over his shoulder at her. She watched as his golden hair shimmering in the moonlight fell across his back.
“Ah, there you two are,” Boromir stumbled upon them ‘innocently’. Legolas now stepped closer to Kimber as he approached them. “You are missing all of the fun,” Boromir forced a smile to come to his lips when in reality it seethed him to see the two of them together.
“Yes Boromir. Kimber was feeling ill so accompanied her on a walk, not wanting her to become lost or fall into danger,” Legolas stated as matter-of–factly.
“Aye,” Boromir replied waiting for them to follow him back to camp. Legolas offered Kimber a look of lament as he stepped toward his comrade.
She followed them closely as the made their way back through the forest as two things were now heavy on her mind; what had Legolas intended to say to her and why had he lied to Boromir?
To Kimber’s surprise, she arrived back at the camp to find the atmosphere quite different then when had she left. The hobbits and her sister were fully engrossed in what could only be described as a dosey-doe type of a dance. Goblets lay on the floor and Merry and Pippin sang loudly as Sam and Frodo swung Felicity around.
“There you are!” Felicity happily called out as she pulled Kimber by the arm, “You’re just in time!” Felicity giggled spinning her sister wildly into the circle. Kimber whirled around a bit disheveled as Frodo took her by the arm and skipped along with her all the while tapping his foot to the song
Merry and Pippin sang…
Oh the eve it mighty fine…
When you’ve got some elvish wine…
And we could dance the night away
With maidens as fair as dawn is day
They all chuckled now at the chorus.
“Isn’t this great?” Felicity exclaimed as they switched pers.ers. Kimber couldn’t help but to agree as Sam now led her around the campfire. They stepped lightly to where Merry and Pippin stood arm in arm chugging goblet after goblet of wine. Frodo pulled them into the circle and the six of them danced around the fire as Frodo now sang…
Samwise Gamgee to step in time
While I’ll attempt to keep this rhyme
Meridoc best keep the beat
And don’t you step on Pip’s fuzzy feet…
He laughed heartily at himself and at his lead they all collapsed in a heap on the ground paying little attention to their surrounding company. Kimber couldn’t help but to laugh at the hobbits antics for they were pure joy in every sense of the word. Felicity tapped her on the shoulder and handed her a goblet.
“For you,” she lifted her glass and toasted her sister before taking a sip. Kimber looked up at the flets to see Rumil now looking down upon her, then to her right to see Leg wat watching her as well. “Skoal!” she mumbled guzzling the contents of her cup.
“At least we know that they’ll sleep well tonight,” Gimli laughed as the six carried on still oblivious to those around them.
“There is no question about that,” Legolas agreed, enjoying the scene taking place before him.
“What goes on here?” Rumil asked as he approached the group along with Haldir and Orophin.
“Seems as though the hobbits were given the good stuff by your brother,” Gimli chuckled.
Rumil was glad to see Kimber in their company once more; though he had wished that she was present when he had decided to inform Haldir and Orophin of their commitment to one another. He had even asked Haldir if he could go looking for her and to no avail, Haldir refused to allow him to abandon his post to do so for what he deemed as ‘non-essential things’.
“That is your problem,” Rumil had remarked to him, “ ‘You’ cannot separate yourself from this! I fear for your future, my brother for if loneliness is what you choose then so be it; it is not ‘my’ destiny!” he had informed him. Haldir was about to offer a reply when Rumil had spotted Kimber with the hobbits and rushed down along with Haldir and Orophin. He was now at ease as he looked on to see her perched upon a log holding onto Samwise’s arm. Her amber eyes twinkled in the firelight as she listened intently to Merry and Pippin’s recant of how they found them.
“It is nice to see them like this once again,” Aragorn spoke aloud now as they watched the two hobbits lunge at one another reenacting their slaying of the goblins.
“Yes, they are happy folk. I feel our journey has tainted them in some way,” Legolas suggested.
“In all of my other worries, I have feared that also,” Aragorn replied, wearily.
“Well, fear no longer,” Boromir laughed as he motioned to the two hobbits. Merry was now moaning and groaning as he fell to the ground; his impression of a fallen goblin no doubt. He quickly rose and took a bow along with Pippin.
The audience clapped heartily. Even Haldir could not help but offer applause at the jovial halflings. He evfferffered them a smile, which quickly dissipated as he caught a glimpse of Frodo’s arm around Felicity.
“Well it pleases me that you have enjoyed your first eve in Lothlorien,” he apphed hed the group and patted Merry and Pippin on the back. “But I am afraid that we must take rest now as it is growing late and many evils travel by moonlight,” he continued.
“Beds have been prepared in three neighboring flets. Boromir, Aragorn, Legolas and the dwarf,” He began.
“My name is Gimli,” He retorted gruffly.
“Right, Gimli, shall sleep in the flet of Ash, along with Orophin. You may rotate the night watch.” He nodded at Orophin in dismissal.
“The halflings will stay in this willow on the first level along with Rumil and as for the fairies,” he paused, ”I will keep them under my watch on the second level,” he concluded looking at the both of them.
The group quickly cleaned up the camping area as the sentinels took their posts and waited for their guests.
“Sleep well my lady,” Legolas whispered to Kimber as he passed by. She was packing away the remainder of Sam’s cooking supplies.
“And you also,” she replied softly.
LegoLegolas!” he turned to see Boromir waiting for him, “Come, we must arrange the watch schedule,” he insisted. Kimber looked after them as they hurried to the ash tree; when Boromir turned and offered her a look of detest.
“Do not worry,” Felicity offered noticing the look that was given to her sister. She returned to tying Samwise’s pots to his pack, “I will deal with him soon enough,” she smiled coyly before taking Kimber by the arm and leading her to their flet.
As they reached the first landing they could not help but to laugh as the hobbits stood there in what could only be construed as their undergarments.
“I beg your pardon my fair maidens,” Sam blushed, “But our clothes needed a good washing, so I took them down to the stream while you were all cleaning up,” he apologized.
“Sam no need for apologies,” Kimber replied with a giggle.
“Yes, that’s nothing compared to the show Merry and Pipsqueak gave us,” Felicity chuckled.
“It’s Pippin!” he insisted standing with his hands on his hips.
“I did not know that you would be joining us this eve?” Frodo smiled at them.
“They are not,” Haldir suddenly interjected and motioned the two fairies to the ladder heading to second level of the flets. Felicity made her way to the ladder and began to climb as Haldir followed her closely behind.
“I hope that you find your sleeping quarters suitable.” Haldir spoke softly to her as they reached the second story. She nodded as she took in her surroundings. The flet contained two oversized hammocks and was decorated with beautiful, fresh flowers and candles illuminating its boundary. He obviously had come up here and prepared this area especially for her and her sister which brought a smile to her face.
“I do not have to tell you that I will be keeping an eye on you,” he warned.
“It would be more of a surprise to me if you did not,” she replied.
“I must give the others their charges for the evening but I will return Felicity so please…” he began.
“Haldir, just go,” she shooed him with her hand. He turned and began to climbn thn the ladder before he stopped and watched as she walked over to the opposite edge of the flet.
“Go” she smiled with her back still facing him, for she knew he had still been there, she could feel his stare a mile away. He quietly descended to the first level, trying now to clear his mind and focus once again on his responsibilities.
“Rumil, I am going to the ash to receive their watch orders. I shall return shortly,” Haldir commanded as he made his way down the ladder to the ground.
“Aye” Rumil replied before turning to see that Kimber still remained and was talking to the hobbits.
“Goodnight Merry. Goodnight Pippin. Goodnight Frodo. Goodnight Sam and…” she smiled politely turning to him, “Good night Rumil,” before quickly turning and heading towards the ladder to join her sister.
She was just about to place her foot on the ladder when she felt Rumil’s hand on her arm.
“My fair Kimber, might I have but a kiss to hold me through the night?” he whispered to her as he closed his eyes and puckered his lips. She scowled for a moment before kissing him politely on the cheek.
“You are something Kimber,” he sighed. “I will come to you before long,” he promised. Hearing that, Kimber hurried up to the second level and dove on to her hammock. Quickly she closed her eyes.
“Whoa, what is going on?” Felicity inquired as Kimber pretended to snore.
“I am trying to sleep so Rumil doesn’t come up here,” she whispered.
“Ah,” Felicity replied, “Well don’t let me stop you then,” she smiled as she yawned herself.
“Don’t forget to say goodnight to the hobbits,” Kimber insisted peaking at her sister from across the platform.
“Oh right!” she replied, “Goodnight Frodo, Goodnight Merry, Goodnight Sam, Goodnight Pimple!!” She hollered to which they chorused, “Goodnight Felicity!!!” “…And it’s Pippin!” came a voice a half second later.
She laughed at the remark and looked over at her sister who, oddly enough, was sound asleep. For all of Kimber’s frivolities, she had a very strong will.
‘No matter’, she thought to herself as she stood up and walked over to the edge of the flet. Stretching, she turned to head back to her hammock when she was startled by Haldir who was sitting on her bed. He shifted his gaze from the floorboards to her and motioned for her to sit next to him. Hesitant at first, she waited a moment before approaching him.
“So ‘you’ never told me why you are traveling with this fellowship?” he glanced at her.
“Have you not tired of such tales having already heard it from, Aragorn and the hobbits?” she replied.
“I would like to hear you tell it now,” he responded evenly.
Well, they were lost and needed our help so we figured we would lead them as far as our border then that Boromir started running his mouth so I thought we would bring them to you so ‘you’ could enlighten him, I mean them,” she replied.
“Ah, and here I thought that you just wanted to see me” he smiled.
“Do not flatter yourself Warden” she stood up but he reached out and pulled her back to the hammock and down next to him. The shape of the bed forced them to sit close to one another.
“Don’t be so hasty, Felicity. Must you always huff around? I was joking with you, there does not always need to be harsh words between us, does there?” He looked upon her softly.
“No, I suppose you are right. I am sorry” she apologized, nestling beside him.
“Do you remember your first time at the borders?” He looked at her now. The thought of her stealing his clothing while he bathed in the very springs she had kicked Legolas in brought a smile to his face. “I still can not believe that you would do such a thing not even knowing who I was,” he continued.
“Oh believe me Haldir, I had my eye on you many a night before that incident,” she smiled.
“I remember getting out of the spring and looking around for nearly an hour before stumbling upon you behind that rose bush.” he stared off into space. The vision was clear in her mind as well.
“You wanted to be found,” he smirked.
“I did”, she agreed.
“I remember you just running off into the night like a dream. I wondered if you were even real or just my imagination. I thought about you all night until you came to me again two evenings later during my watch,” he looked into the vastness of the night.
“I remember that was the first time we spoke words to one another,” he toyed with his bow. “I was a might surprised to hear you speak my tongue,” he sighed, “And even more surprised to learn that it was you who taught Rumil and Orophin Westron.”
“They were quick learners”, she replied quietly, for she was engulfed by the stillness of the night.
“As were you, Melamin,” he offered now thinking of their first kiss, which had occurred in the very spot they were now sig. Hg. He placed his hand upon her knee.
‘Melamin’ the words rang in her ears for a moment. Felicity looked at him now for he had not uttered those words to her in years. His eyes which were as blue as crystals resembled the stars that now twinkled above them in the night sky.
He leaned in and kissed her gently, at once he remembered the sweet cinnamon taste of her lips.
“Haldir!” Rumil called from down below, “The sentinels from the western borders have arrived for their charges, “he continued.
He rose and hurried to the ladder “Goodnight Felicity,” he whispered.
“Goodnight” she replied.
Haldir watched her from the ladder for a moment as she closed her eyes. He should not have kissed her he thought to himself for by doing so he had awakened his desire for her once again.
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