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Post by Galuwen on Feb 19, 2014 21:31:26 GMT -5
Confusion filled her mind as she raced to fill in the blanks of her mind. She did not know where she was. Colors danced behind her eye lids as she could not open them just yet. But she felt the open air as it blew through the ornate carved tree trunks of the healing house, claiming her some. Her ears could hear chatter of the busy elves. None of theme she recognized. It sent her in a panic. And the memories of the battle came rushing back. The site of Legolas' unconsciousness form. And the faces of the orcs. Linwelos fighting for their lives. Then it all stopped. She was suddenly here. Was Linwelos killed? Did the Prince survive? Her thoughts sent a panic with in her. Galuwen felt water upon her skin being applied gently. She wanted to talk but her voice was dry and creaked. "Linwe..." Her voice faded. "Legol.." She moved hoping to sit up but just an inch of movement sent a shock wave of pain to her. Her eye opened slowly. The new light that filled her eyes was blinding.But welcomed after being in the dark for so long. Once her vision had become clear again, she was looking at one of the woman of the healing house. .The woman was washing her face and arms with water. Galuwen was wearing a white silk long dress. It was plain but the silk shined in the light. She noticed that the room was decorated in the best gold and Elvish silk. The best that Mirkwood had to offer was in that room. She was in the room for fallen royalty and heads of the Mirkwood army. She knew that it was Linwelos who had arranged her to be kept there. And not in the common healing rooms. Linwelos had always insisted that Galuwen be treated by the elves and servants of Mirkwood as royalty. Galuwen was able to turn her head to see someone else laying on another ornate bed as she was. She knew who it was. He was not moving. She hoped he was okay. They seemed to be the only two in beds. Three other beds lay empty. Which was a relive that Linwelos was not in one. She turned her head back to the she-elf tending to her. Galuwen found out she could not move or feel her stomach and some parts of her back. She could not remember what happened to her.
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Post by aedelric on Feb 20, 2014 2:49:31 GMT -5
Linwelos 7:28 pm ::feeling her slender hand be taken in his much larger one she would turn her head to look upon him. the back of her hand brushing along his cheek she would listen to his words. She wasn't expecting to hear those words come from him especially since this was the first time they had met. Those crystal blues of hers would look upon his features and a tender smile cross her fair complexion as she would say to him softly:: that is what you feel of me? ::she was a bit surprised at hearing such but there was something about him that pulled at her as well. Was this what the Valar had in store for her and was set into motion by a single orc attack? Those long strands of golden hair blowing around her face in the nighttime breeze as her features focused on his gaze. Pointed ears awaiting his words as he held her full attention as she wondered what he would say. None of the elves in mirkwood had ever broached her as he just had so it was something she hadn't expected. Were they afraid of her father perhaps and his Reaction? She could understand if that was the case and as he was a very imposing individual. Looking upwards at his features considering their height difference as she wondered what words she would next hear from the woodmen chieftain.:: -d-
Aedelric 7:36 pm "Alas, I do...never in my mind could I have imagined that one of elvenfolk would be capable of ensnaring one of the Followers as us Men are known from ages past. But one look at you and it makes me realize...the Lay of Leithian with regard to Beren's and Luthien's story was ture...as was the great Tuor and Idrial of old. And that...is something most comforting, majesty..." :: and he let her hand down at itss side before he took her deeper into the darkness of Mirkwood that was almost ink black by night time:: "These Gods from across the West, and their Creator I believe have strange plans and ideas for what oru fates become...all I know is that in a way I cannot wholly d**n the orcs for their attacks in that I can hate that they harmed your dear brother and friends...but were it not for their brutality down here, I might never have gotten to feast mine eyes upon thee..." x
Linwelos 7:55 pm My father was quite angry with me for staying and helping my friends where I had no need of being according to him but I could not leave them. I would have never forgave myself if I had for I doubt galuwen would have survived. It is her blood have on me but by the grace of the Valar she was alive when I left with Tauriel to learn more about why the attack happened. ::of course she herself had been injured in the flight from the field of battle with her friend but it was nothing near the seriousness of their wounds in her eyes. Her shoulder where the arrows had landed was quite tender to the touch. She knew and accepted the risks involved by staying and fighting off the orcs for despite being a younger elf. She would let her hand remain within his own gently as they continued to walk within the darkened wood that surrounded Mirkwood. Enjoying the walk they were sharing as feelings continued to grow between them that night. :: -d-
Aedelric 8:03 pm ::Of course, the unfortunate thing was that had this been centuries or even millenia ago, when Mirkwood was not haunted and was still simply the Eryn Galen, tehy may have beens afe. But such was not the case now, and the wood itself was not called Mirkwood for just any simple name. It was a haunted wood, a wood alive with dark and terrible things put there by long slow dark machinations of this Necromancer. And such things suddenly came to pass as int he distance in oen fo the darker shadows not touched by the hallowed moon or Stars of Varda there was a great spider's nest long hidden from the Woodmen, and charging forth to them all a small horde of a dozen spiders the size of large dogs rushed upon them with their meeps of arachnid chirping. Two jumped from the ground and leapt upon his back with such inertia that he was caught off guard and fell forward, while one charged her from the side and actually sunk its fangs into her ankle to numb her, for it was well known that Shelob's Children of Mirkwood had venom that not even the natural constitution of Elves could combat without medicine! Aedelric fell forward in a harsh "OOOOF!" as two more jumped atop him and he began to struggle and wrestle with them. Grunting like an animal ashe wrested with them for survival:: x
Linwelos 8:53 pm ::those ears of hers picked up on something moving in the woods in the darkness. When aedelric was knocked forward she instinctively start to reach for her bow which she still carried with her although her quiver low on arrows. When one latched on to her ankle she would forgo the bow and draw her sword and drive it into the spiders head until it fell limp. Downward motions with her injured shoulder weren't bad but upward ones that pulled those muscles in her shoulder were different. She dare not risk hurting him with her blade so despite the pain it caused she would place the sharpest side underneath the head and cut to sever the head stilling one of them. Though for the 2nd she wouldn't have the strength in her injured shoulder to repeat such. She would push the sword into the spiders head enough to kill the child of darkness but not to injure the woodman chieftain. Being careful on putting pressure on her ankle that was getting numb from being bitten as not to fall.:: -d-
Aedelric 9:02 pm ::Spiders! Aedelric should have known it b ut it was strange, for he and his men had long scoured the immediate wilderness outside of main capital village of spider nests and it seemed strange to him that this one had previously been overlooked. His men may not have been as bright as Dunedain or Elf but they certainly weren't brainless or dumb. A thousand questions raised into his head now about just how old this nest was and these spider minions now clawing at him. But as they say among his people, there was a time for questions and definitely a time for action. And this time was more suited to the latter, fro by now a total of 6 heavy spiders now swarmed atop him and began to claw ath im and smother him. And that's when his beloved Elf maiden opposite him would see something that was almost unique to Men of the Twilight like the Woodmen. For a rage suddenly pumped into his blood and boiled it like tea in a kettle to the bursting point. And with a horror felt rage he groweld like a feral wolf, snarling as he pushed up from the earth with such force that the spiders fell off of him easily despite their size. And one suddenly jumped toward him toa ssail him and he grabbed it by its large beaks of its mouth. He literally yanked it in half, tearing it into two great blackened bloody halves before he then looked to her , face besmackled with black blood as he then howled like a feral wolf and leaped for the next one. With great hammerhand fist he smashed another down and tore its limbs from its body as easily as a small spider woul be crushed by a human foot. And another he lifted over his head and threw toward a distended razor sharp branch that ran it through with ease. The key thing here was...this Woodman was fighting these things without sword nor axe nor spear nor arrow, and was besting them, snarling like a fey lion all the time until when the deed was over he was breathing in snarls and covered with black and green gore of his kills and with tremendous force kicked over the makeshift spider nest so that it was destroyed. Sure, it was not a battle of finesse but whoever heard of fighting agents of Darkness with only one's bare hands?!:: x
Linwelos 9:13 pm ::she would hobble back as he pushed himself up from the ground sending the bodies of the dead spiders to the ground only to be replaced by others. Stumbling slightly as the foot below the ankle that was bitten was numb from the poison that had been left by the spider that bit her but remaining upright. She had never seen a sight like what aedelric was doing before. It was amazing to see one harness the feelings going through him and use that to best the spiders with no weapon at all. She had never seen an elf do such a thing before and those crystal eyes would be wide as she watched such. Not out of fear but amazement at such. Her heart racing within her chest from adrenaline which numbed the pain in her injured shoulder from the earlier attack by the orcs.:: -d-
Aedelric 9:22 pm ::There may have been only one equal to this int he feats of Men of the Vales of Anduin, and that was the great King of Rohan, Helm Hammerhand, who during the Fell Winter had been known to wander out in the dead of the snows of the stronghold of the Hornburg and go hunting after wild game with no weapon on his person but his bare hands and, well, as was only known to men who were all kin of the common ancestor of the Northmen, it was recorded that he stalked and killed orcs and uruks themselves, killign them with his bare hands and even forced, from sheer privation, to butcher and eat of their blackened flesh when necessary. While Aedelric could see the similarities of his kinsman of old in the old Rohirrim king, the only difference was Aedelric would never be pushed to the point of starvationt hat would have prompted him to eat these shredded spiders for sustenance! he was like a fiendish ghoul now, covered in green slime and muck and blackened blood of these fell spiders from head to toe. His hair was frazzled and there were scar marks all over him but nary a single puncture of their fangs into hs flesh, only scratches. And he appeaed int he moonlight before her all the more grotesque and felt shame for her to look upon him like this:: "I must appear as a fey savage to you this moment, noble Linwelos, and for that I apologize..." x
Linwelos 9:39 pm There is no need for apology. We both wear the signs of battles. You the blood of spiders and I the blood of my kin. So you might as well say I don't look as much a Princess as I am. ::she would say with a smile to him. Moving carefully over to where he stood and brushing back a strand of his blonde hair that stuck to his features marred in the blood of the spiders that had come and had died by them. Keeping most of her weight on her left foot as the right was numb. Sheathing her sword marred by black blood. She had apparently made a wise decision in not changing out of her stained riding dress considering the spider blood that now adorned her as well.:: -d-
Aedelric 9:44 pm ::it was when she seemed to be balancing more on her left foot that he knew what had happened. And he murmured:: "You are hurt..." ::and he was oblivious to the muck and gore that was on him and did a noble act, gently moving to her as he would kneel down and arch his right arm under her knees and his left arm under her upper back and softly hoisted up the Princess of the Woodland realm in his strong embrace. She was light as a feather to him and he would say:: "I'll not have you walk on your wounded leg now...what you need is kingsfoil weed administered to your wound and to have the venom drawn out...come dear Linwelos...time is of essence." ::Ever so caring he was as he quickly bound back for the village toward his thatched and wood home, but not before calling out to his personal guard to scour the woods at the revlation that there was a previously unfound spider nest they apparently overlooked. With their mail armor and axes wielded they went to do as tehy were ordered while he took her into his room and brought her to the soft mattress that was his bed laying her upon soft animal skins that were his comforters. He would attend to her well-being now, for it was his responsibility being that he took her out walking:: x
Linwelos 10:05 pm ::she would wince as he lifted her up as pressure was applied to her shoulder that had taken arrows as she raced with galuwen back to her fathers realm in order to get her aid for her wounds. But would not make a sound to notate such. Resting one arm along the back of his neck as he carried her back to the village of his kinsman and would gently lay her upon the animal skins upon his bed. The dark leggings she wore torn from the spiders fangs. It amazed her with the display of brute power and force she had witness that it was all caged and he was as gentle as could be with her. Long strands of her hair that weren't braided fanning around her head as she let him tend to her injured ankle.:: -d-
Aedelric 10:14 pm ::By a stroke, one minute he was completely fell to berserkergang and yet in these moments was more gentle than anything. Hands turning from freakish strangth of thrashing stone to become gentle velvet to her touch as he'd gingerly undo the long dark leggings that stood upon the Elf Princess's legs, slowly easing off the shredded material to look at the bitemarks to see that two punture wounds were indeed deep into just near the calve. He gave no thuoght to his looks now, though grotesque he must be, and whispered:: "I'll not lie my dear Princess of the Woodland Realm, what I must do not will be a little painful so that what venom that did take to your bloodstream will hurt, and because of the advanced decay that the bite has already done to your skin, I will need to cauterize the wound before I will administer the kingsfoil..." ::And gently, gently placing a bowl at the foot of his bed, he lifted her leg and enclosed his lips about the bite ounds to start suckling out what of the venom remained that he could draw out. Spewing out two entire mouthfuls before he then went to the central fire hearth of his room and pushed his large mountain blade knife toward the flames to gt the metal white hot:: x
Linwelos 10:24 pm Tis not the first wound I have endured this day nor shall it most likely be the last. ::she would say to him softly. Closing her eyes as if to brace herself for what was coming. Taking up arms bore risks of injury and she accepted that. Slender fingers gripping what she could of the skins she lay upon as she did the best she could to prepare herself for the pain that was necessary to help the wound she bore to heal properly. She would rather run the risk of injury to help those she could than flee as a coward when one person can make a difference in saving a life and one ending.:: -d-
Aedelric 10:29 pm ::The sad thing is about the Darkness, in no matter what way whatsoever, its blackness was still rooted in the sum of all evil in Arda, and that was Morgoth Bauglir's malice, and hence all wounds of fell creaturs, whether orc or spider, Haradrim lance or Easterling bow, or Umbarian scimitar or evil spell, destroyed lie and rotted it from within or without, and with a wound like hers it had to be delt with and eradicated, as did enemies of the Woodland Realm or the Woodmen themselves. Aedelric gently rolled ehr over onto her side and bade her gript he sheets hard a s he began to pour stronger alcohols oer the open wound. By then, the blade had lighted to a magnificent white orange-ish hue and was r eady. Kneeling a hand downt o the Elf Princess's hip, Aedelric witha heavy heart pressed the white hot blade's broad side against the open wounda nd began to make that flesh sizzle with the painful scorching of cauterization. Luckily all the wound was clean, and with kingsfoil and water afterward the marring of the cauterized scar could soften away on her skin. He held her down with his great strength so she wouldn't flee, but o it hurt so hard to put her through such pain:: x
Linwelos 10:43 pm ::the way she rolled was off of her injured shoulder which helped considerably. The alcohols that were poured upon the wound made her pained sound leave her but she understood it must be done. Feeling his larger hand settle upon the curve of her hip and apply pressure as he placed the blade to her open wound. That lithe figure of hers would tremble in pain and she would cry out from it but she wouldn't scream. Eyes pressed tightly closed as her knuckles would gleam white from how tight she held her hands together upon the skins of his bed.:: -d-
Aedelric 10:54 pm ::Such a brave elven woman, he thought to himself. Whereas even strongest among his kind would howl in bloodthirsty pain at the searing, she took with but a cry out but trembled. Such wonderful folk, these elves, he thought to himself again. HE didn't hold the blade any longer against her calve than needed be, and when the deed was done he relieved her skin of the hated hot blade and dumped it into a water bucket where steam rose violently to let it come back to its cool consistency. Over the next hour the he took water mixed with kingsfoil weed, that which was known as athelas to elves, and bathed the heavily scarred escarpment on her flesh, soothing it away until all that remained was a slight scar that was barely visible. But onto it it held a strange fiture that reminded him of a..twinkling light. And once dried, he thoughtfully stroked the star shaped scart hat now stood upon Linwelos's leg and would murmur in his own tongue a moment, in Middle Adunaic:: "igmil..." ::And he said:: "The scar left behind on you will remain always unto you, Majesty...but it is in the shape of a star...and will forever remind you that the past was real. I hereby bestow you then the title of Igmil to us Woodmen...Igmil to my countrymen you shall e then Linwelos...but ever shall you be the stronger for what you've survived." ::And he stood up and leaned his head down to nuzzle against her silvery golden hair:: x
Linwelos 11:03 pm ::she would still tremble for several moments once the blade was removed before her body would still under his hand and her voice fall silent. Her eyes would reopen to look upon him as he would tend the wound with athelas and water much like her dear friend and brother were receiving. When she heard him speak after a while her golden head would raise from where it lay to look upon him as she didn't know what igmil meant until he spoke its meaning to her. She would reply to him softly:: in my tongue starlight is known as silme.
Linwelos 11:06 pm ::she would smile at his words and as he nuzzled into her golden head of hair in disarray she would say to him softly:: I thank you Aedelric for all you have done for as difficult as it must have been to do was also necessary. ::letting one of her hands brush against his cheek gently as she would await his words in turn to what had been said:: -d-
Aedelric 11:22 pm ::Perhaps what next came was irrational, or even unwelcome, but after her admission of starlight in her beautiful Sindarin tongue combined with her beauty and utter royal perfectiond espite her litle imperfection on her leg now, he was moved to an act of passion. And he knelt his face down to hers while she caressed his cheek, and for the third time, at least int he time of history reckoned by the realm of bards and chroniclers and others, a kindred of the Atani pressed their lips to a kindred of the Quendi, and two separate children of Illuvatar found a slight union again as he kissed her. It was sweet, and caring, slightly overbearing but loving at the same time, as if giving silent message to Linwelos Igmil that she had nothing to ever fear so long as she was under his protection. The kiss lingered for what could have seemed an entire Age but in truth was only moments before his lips relinquished hers. Forhead resting down upon hers as he laid her back down againon back and murmured:: "IIt kills me to suffer having you suffer so from something that was my fault...were I not dumbheaded to take us out walking so far from the village we might not have found peril with those hellspiders and that unfound nest." ::adn affectionately he kissed her again before tenderly he let his nose bump against hers left, to right:: "Alas...Woodmen as I have been plagued with not arriving in time to save others. We failed to save Isildur Elendilson at the Gladden Fields thousands of years ago and have been cursed ever since to be slow...but I shan't make the mistake of my forefathers. And my love...and my protection will keep you safe always..." x
Linwelos 11:34 pm ::her words would fall to silence as he would kiss her once more. Once their 2nd kiss would come to an end she would look upon his face as he spoke. She would smile and reply to his words:: I put all my trust in you my dear Aedelric for I would feel as safe was you as I would if I were back within my fathers keep. -d-
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Post by NPC Account on Feb 20, 2014 3:27:04 GMT -5
¥ with the Prince of the Woodland realm resting quietly Glaeweth would tend to the red head the Princess had brought in. Her bandages had been recently changed with fresh athelas as well as a healing salve to aid in the wounds closure and fight off any poisons that had been upon the blade. When she began to stir and speak her very soft voice would tell the elf woman¥
rest my child. Let your body heal. You are safe back in the Halls of Mirkwood now and the Battle is done.
¥ taking a cool rag and running it over Galuwens forehead gently in an effort to calm her restlessness.¥
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 20, 2014 3:33:54 GMT -5
"Where." She tired to find her voice. "Linwelos. I need." She could not rest. Thoughts of the way she acted in battled filled her mind. She had to see her friend. They had been through so much together. Galuwen knew that the Princess would be worried. She wanted to sit up but she would have to bend her abdomen to do that. So that was out of the question. "Please."
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Post by NPC Account on Feb 20, 2014 4:05:00 GMT -5
¥ the older elvish woman would rest a comforting hand upon Galuwens brow and say reassuringly¥ The Princess is fine. 'Twas Linwelos that brought you here to us for help. She went with her father shortly after your arrival for something. what I do not know but his voice didn't sound happy when he spoke. ¥ that was all she knew for she had been busy tending to the 2 to hear every word said between the King and his Daughter. Saying to Galuwen before giving her a sip of a soothing liquid to hopefully help her rest and not worry.¥ when I see the Princess I shall send her to see you my child. She very well could be doing something for her father that keeps her from being here now.
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 20, 2014 4:22:41 GMT -5
She relaxed to hear she was alive. And took comfort in the she-elf's worlds. But something kept eating at her soul. As if she had some thing unfinished. She looked once more over to the sleeping prince. Galuwen lifted her head slowly to meet her lips to the cup. The liquid help to coat her dry throat. Galuwen laied her head back down on the pillow., "Do you know what happened to me?" She said looking up at the mix of gold and wood.
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Post by NPC Account on Feb 20, 2014 4:28:01 GMT -5
¥ the older elf woman would shake her head and reply to her as she supported Galuwens head as she would drink.¥
The specifics of how you were injured I do not know My Lady. All I know is whoever gave you some basic healing before you came to us most likely saved your life. I'm assuming it was the Princess for she had a lot of blood upon her when she brought you here.
¥ a sword wound such as that had the potential to be life threatening if the bleeding had not been slowed before she was brought in. Since the older woman wasn't present at the battle she didn't know the specifics on how the injury was created. That would be something the Princess could shed light on.¥
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 20, 2014 5:05:43 GMT -5
Galuwen touched her stomach as she felt the cloth just underneath her gown as the women spoke. Linwelos had saved her life and she would never forget that. She hoped to see her soon. The drink was starting to take effect as she grew sleepy. And would not last much long. "Find her please." She fell asleep peacefully.
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Post by Legolas on Feb 20, 2014 5:48:42 GMT -5
Celius woke up, the Orcs had just been a dream, of course he should have known, considering Galuwen was nearly dead. He relaxed slightly and looked across at his bow. Then all of a sudden, he heard a cry, he lived on a small farm. He got up slowly and picked up his bow, he swung his quiver over his shoulder and ran outside. There was a huge group of Orcs slaughtering his parents. Celius ran past them all and mounted his fathers horse, from there he shot down 4 Orcs and galloped away towards the capital city of Mirkwood.
He galloped through the gates and up the palace stairs, he ran inside and spoke told his story to the military general.
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Legolas awoke again, this time there was no one in his room, he felt dizzy, but able to walk. He went into the next room over and saw Galuwen.
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 20, 2014 20:28:18 GMT -5
Galuwen did not know how much time had passed since the healer had given her something to aid sleep. Or even if it was the same day. She slowly opened her eyes, and thought she was dreaming for a moment. As she found herself looking into the Prince's eyes. She thought he was dead when she saw him draped on a tree branch. Grief even began to take hold of her. And now to see him standing by her sent a smile to her face. "Legolas? Thank the Vala your alive." She still could not sit up even when it pained her not to see him clearly. It would take some time for the wound to heal. The blade passed through her body. It was only do to Linwelos magic that she is alive. "I thought I had lost you." She did not know how the Prince felt about her. So she had to choice her words wisely. She tried to get more comfortable but as she moved she winced from the pain. "Sorry I can not bow to you. Your highness" She smiled.
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Post by aedelric on Feb 21, 2014 2:15:16 GMT -5
Aedelric ::At her assertion that she would be just as safe here as she would be in her father's Halls Aedelric was most content and pleased. He did not know the road that would be headed down with her but knew that it could onyl be a great one, what with the welling in his heart he now felt. They...belonged to one another now in ways probably neither really understood yet and at the same time comprehended all too well. Affectionately kissing her forhead once before he said:: "Come...you must rest now, shining star and relax..." ::To which he reluctantly lt his hold of his arms from her go as he began to tuck her int o the thick animal skin comforter and sheets and would rise. After all it was his bed but she ocupied it now and being a kind one, would pull up a chair close to the bed and sit down into it and just lean back comfotably. The dying embers of the fire began to darken the room as cold winds rustled Mirkwood from outside. Aedelric whispered:: "Rest my loving Igmil...for tomorrow I've no doubt your compatriot will have reported to your father and have sentries brought down to aid our cause...." ::Smiling as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes to relax, to try and seek sleep:: x linwelos 4:12 pm ::she would gently nuzzle him in return before nodding quietly and settling in for some rest. Staying up on her left side to keep from laying upon her injured shoulder. The rise and fall of her chest would begin to slow as she would fall into a quiet slumber. Her form statuesque as she would fall into a peaceful rest under his watchful eye.:: -d-
Aedelric 4:23 pm ::This encounter of orcs, and spiders was no doubt troublign to Aedelric. He intended to bring the information to the attention of Radagast in Rhosgobel on the morrow once Tauriel returned, who by now was facing a furious tonguelashing of Thranduil, thunderously in his hallroom berating hre for having encouraged a ride down fo investigationr egarding the orc attack. Calmly gripping his nerves again as he said:: "With what you have told me I have every right to banish you from the Realm entirely...but for the respect of your father and the kind favor he has done to me ever since my arrival here after Thangorodrim fell, I will tolerate you still. You will now take a sentry of Mirkwood's finest archers sans my son, who is still in recuperation as we speak. Luckily his recovery is guaranteed as will Galuwen's. You are to head down to these inferior Woodmen and bring Linwelos back to me..no later than noon tomorrow lest my wrathb e assuaged..." ::Tauriel was stymied into silence and sighed as she said:: "And the intelligence that thes orcs bear the old red eye symbol of our sinister Foe means nothing to you then, O'Majesty?" ::Thranduil calmly stroked his chin as he said:: "I commission you to look into this matter further once my daughter is back safe to me...you have your orders..." ::Tauriel could at least say that Thranduil was willing to follow up, even fi she still found it so distasteful how his clingy attitude of Lin rubbed off on all. To her chambers she would rest for the night and would head out at first light on the morning. Int he meanwhile, nighttime brought a chill to Aedelric in sleep forcing him to abandon his chair as he was barely sleeping and awoke to find that so mch of the muck of those spiders was encrusted black and dry upon him, and thus under the cover of night he went to go bathe himself and lave his clothing while hisp eople slept and his guards tended to a sweep of the terrain for any other spider nests:: x
linwelos 4:45 pm ::she would rest quietly until just before the sun began to break over the horizon that morning. Crystal hues fluttering open as she would move to sit up amidst the bed coverings within Aedelrics chambers. She figured Tauriel would be returning this day and she would be able to clean herself once she returned home as she had nothing to change into with her. Of course she didn't know that her father now knew of her having accompanied Tauriel and was most displeased yet again. Seeing her alone in the chambers she would move to stand for the first time on her leg that had been injured and move about on it as easily as she had before the injury occurred. Something that she was glad for as she would no doubt imagine her father would have gone ballistic if she knew she had been injured once more during the encounter.:: -d-
Aedelric 4:52 pm ::Just before the dawn was his favorite time of hte day, and Aedelric delighted int he promise of a new day every day, for in his opinion it offered a new slate, new beginnings for goodness and adventures. After finishing his intensive bath at the nearby ditched lake, Adeleric mad ehis appearance again in his home but of course was rather different of raiment now than when he had fought those spiders. Now his hair was wet and damp and was down his back to his mid-shoulder and was devoid of tunic upon his upper body, revealing his broad biceps and chest muscles. Pectorals so broad and defined, his abdominals apparently so pristine as if carved from sheetrock. A heavy cloth adorned his lower personage so as to make for decency as he came in, sandals adorning his feet as he walkd in again and beheldhis precious Igmil, Princess Linwelos, walking about. With a fond smile he would observe her for but a minute before making his presence known:: "You are making quick and fast recovery, Linwelos. Did you sleep well during the night?" x
linwelos 5:01 pm ::those elegantly pointed ears of hears would have heard his footsteps approaching before he knew she was aware of his presence. She would look back upon him with a tender smile before making her way towards him and would reply:: and I have you to thank for my recovery being as swift as it is my dear Aedelric. ::of course she still looked a mess while he looked dashingly handsome all cleaned up. As well as being quite the sight to look upon as well. Adding to her words when he asked of her sleep she would say:: I slept very well, thank you. I was under your watchful eye so I had naught to worry about as I slept. -d-
Aedelric 5:08 pm ::Of course the affection came out again as he would reach a hand up and do something not usual, but ever the curiosity of his compelled himt o do so. And his right hand tenderly ran up to one of those sensitive Sindarin elve ears and he gently began to touch and caress. Softly outlining her ear with his fingertips up to the pointed tip as he'd marvel breathlessly:: "It always made me curious why the Creator's First Children were given such majestic years...whereas we as the Followers have nothing so impressive upon our own appendages..." ::He then leaned into her and gave a gentle kiss to her lips again before he said:: "If you require a bathe I can have one heated for you and placed into a tub...for the ditchwaters near our settlement are quite cold at this hour and I wouldn't wish for you to have to face that..." ::hand softly moving down from her ear to gently slide through those golden platinum tresses before coming to the back of her neck, whereby Aedelric gave Linwelos a gentle massage of her neck, softly squeezing tot he back:: "A bath would do you wonders, Igmil, and I can have fresh raiment placed upon you so that your compatriot doesn't have to worry of what happened to us last night. What do you say?" x
linwelos 5:26 pm ::as he would trace the shape of her ear the smile would continue to grow upon her features. Closing her eyes as they kissed she would gently reciprocate the tender action in turn before looking upon him once it had ended. Saying to him softly:: that would be very kind of you and something that my shoulder could benefit from as well. ::letting the warm water relax the taut muscles from the night before and the encounter with the spiders as well as having taken the arrows upon the flight to the healing houses with Galuwen when she was injured.
linwelos 5:31 pm That also being an injury he most likely wasn't aware that she had either as it was concealed beneath her stained riding dress as she had allowed the arrows to be removed and basic care done to it but wished the medicine used upon her friends who were in a more dire need of it than she at that point. Also gathering that wound was something not even her father had been aware of either.:: -d-
Aedelric 5:39 pm ::he of course was willing to bend over backwards for her. There was no issue here. IF she needed a bathe, then a bath she would have! And he would head for the quarters of his chambermaidens and bade them to fetch water from the ditch lake and get a fire going to heat it up. The hot pails of water were led in a line to a larger enclosed woodfinish bath that was in his quarters until a good steaming hot mire of wbathing water was made. Kingsfoil weed and flowers were dipped into the waves to provide extra healing and revival and Aedelric would lead her forth to the steaming bath and said:: "Your privacy in my home is ensured. Bathe at your luxury, for as short, or as long as you like. Your dressing I can have one of my seamstresses repair and will bade maidens to provide you fresh clothing once you are revived, Igmil..." ::With that he would bow his head respectfully to her and head otu of the entrance of his home so that he could put on frsh raiment too, for it was turning into quite the cold and icy morning iN Mirkwood today!:: x
linwelos 5:50 pm Thank you Aedelric you have been most kind. ::she would say with a smile to him as he would leave. Once she was alone she would begin to undress and sink into the hot water which was heaven upon the tight muscles of her shoulder. Fingers unbraiding the strands of her hair that had been braided so that those long golden tresses could be washed as well. She would remain with the waters letting them relax her injured shoulder after the dressing had been removed so the warm soothing water could contact it directly. Once the waters began to grow chill she would step from it and dry herself before wrapping her svelte form to keep herself decent incase someone would enter.
linwelos 5:53 pm She would no doubtedly look different all clean as he did and not covered in the grime of battle. Her fair complexion was once again restored as were those golden locks though a bit darker in color from the water. She would gather the clothes removed and set them aside. Looking upon the newfound scar upon her leg and brushing her fingers over it gently:: -d-
Aedelric 6:01 pm ::Maidens of the WOodmen ushered forth when they heard their guest emerge from the waves of teh hot both. They took care to at least retain her modesty but one said:: "Here...to help clothe thee while our finest seamstres Edda tends to your ruined clothing. We will have them repaired for you and then some, noble Igmil..." ::And with that, one set the new folded blue and white woolspun dress into her harms while another picked up the bloody and ragged garments she recently wore to take them for proper repair. They left her in silence while Aedelric stood upon the porch of his home in a rocking chair while holding a long pipe with a healthy dose of weed to puff upon. Cold mornings like this were perfect for a good smoke, and pipeweed was something so many of the Men of Twilight like him enjoyed. His feet were slanke d upon a wooden beam while he blew out puff rings awaiting his precious Igmil to finish with her revival:: x
linwelos 6:14 pm ::as the maidens came forth she would smile upon them as her lithe figure was wrapped up keeping her appropriate before them. Saying to them as they would give her fresh clothing and take her riding dress for repair:: thank you for you all have been most kind.:: once they had left she would dry her hair as best she could and let the rest air dry. Placing the covering she had used for modesty by the tub she would don the blue and white gown. Replacing her shoes upon her feet as fingers brushed the scar along her leg before it was hidden. Moving to join him upon the balcony and look upon the cool morning that had dawned over his settlement. Saying to him with a gentle smile:: the bath was most refreshing this morn. ::it did feel nice to look normal again despite the mess she had looked the day and evening prior:: -d-
Aedelric 6:22 pm ::He puffed out another large smoke ring as it dissipated in the forsty morning. Icy clear sheens appeared on the ground and on trees as the pines int his section of Mirkwood were slightly frosty from the temperature drop of the night. He turned to behold her and would lay a hand to his chest and murmured:: "Be still my beating heart. You are a vision this morning, Linwelos..." ::He smiled and set aside his longpipe to look her from head to toe:: "Fresh as the morning you are, with all of its clean crispness like the ice and dew that lasts upon the land..." ::HAnd reached to intertwine his finger with hers:: "You are most refreshed because we add an extra ingredient to our bath...for you had the uplifted cleansing essence of fresh pine needle extract added tot he water to help revive you all the more." ::smiling:: "Well then ym dear Igmil you are a sight to behold. We can partake in sating our hunger of the night while we wait for your friend's return...and then we must head for Rhosgobel where the brown wizard Radagast lives." x
linwelos 6:34 pm ::a soft laugh would escape her at his words when she joined him upon the balcony that morn. As his hand took hers she would move to stand beside he as he sat and let her fingers mesh with his own gently. Saying to him as fingers upon her other hand would caress the line of his jaw lightly:: be safe upon your travels to visit the wizard once I have left to return to my fathers realm. ::bright crystal hues searching his own gently as part of her was beginning to not want to leave but she knew she must. Lest her father have a fit with her being gone. Her shoulder much more at ease after having been loosened by the hot waters of the bath as he held her full attention:: -d-
Aedelric 6:42 pm "Then...you're leaving back for the Woodland Realm once your friend returns..." ::And he felt already a sense of loss with knowing her time here was almost at an end. After all, who knew if his paths would even cross with her again once she was back to the Halls of Thranduil?! And just when he was ready to lean into her for amnother kiss, the majestic Tauriel appeared from thewoods again and it appeared as if she had been on a brisk walk the entire night. She brushed frosto ff of the shoulders of her green cloak and came before them both none the wiser for the attacks of the spiders, and so long as Aedelric could help it, she'd know nothing of it to only worry her. Her dark brown eyes beheld her liege and dear friend and said:: "Your father's answer to you coming with me was hateful and angry as could be expected, but he has willingly sent in the arching sentries from the Halls to head southward. They have been on my tail since the evening and are ready to scour Mirkwood. I am bidden to have you back to his Halls by the mid-day though...for I am afraid he is quite cross with me now for having encouraged you to come along with me, Lady Linwelos..." ::And then her observant eye looked to their hands intertwined and her right eye sligthly narrowed:: "Is...all okay here?" x
linwelos 7:36 pm If I do not then there will be a rage within my fathers house... :: her words would trail off as their faces neared those pointed ears of hers heard footsteps and would pull back. When she spied Tauriel a sigh of relief escaped her as that could have been an awkward situation. Not realizing their hands were still together she would say in turn to her friend:: it does not surprise me he disapproved of such. He apparently disapproves of anything that involves me outside of his sights. ::and such was the truth apparently as a soft sigh escaped her. Casting her gaze from tauriel to aedelric she would say softly:: if I didn't have to go I wouldn't. I wish you not to suffer my fathers wrath if I stayed::hand within his giving. It a gentle squeeze before saying to tauriel:: I shall be ready for travel momentarily. -d-
Tauriel 7:45 pm ::Tauriel would of ourse wait fo her liege since there was no other cohice, even if she found it rather curious the two held hands. Just what had transpired this eve while she had been reporting to Thranduil? It was a curious thing indeed but she would let the matter subside while Aedelric reluctantly released the hold her hand had on his and would lower it downt o her lithe hip:: "I will see to it that my maidens work on fixing your tattered elven dress promptly and I will have a runner deliver it to Thranduil's Halls for you that you may have it once more. And, dear friend of Igmil's, I bid your thanks for having left her here while yous ped word to your lord. Let him know that I am undertaking the investigation personally and will head for Rhosgobel to meet the wizard himself Radagast, that his wisdom may help me in this matter..." ::Tauriel would gie a slight bow and murmured;: "Your servant, my lord. I thank you for watching out for my friend and consider oyou a friend of Silvans like myself int hese watchfuld ays of darkness..." x
linwelos 7:55 pm ::a quiet nod would be given with regards to her riding dress the seamstresses were repairing for her. hand that had been within his would come to rest at her side as she would move within his home to gather her weapons for travel. Moving out of sight of tauriel as she waited for her to join her Linwelos would wait to see if Aedelric would follow her inside. Placing her bow and arrows upon her back and scabbard with sword carried in hand. Crystal hues looking over the bedroom she had spent the night within one last time before her departure would occur to return to the elven realm.:: -d-
Tauriel 8:00 pm ::Tauriel of course was puzzled by what the Woodman meant when he referred to her great friend Lin as "Igmil"...it sounded like rough Adunaic but n othing on the level of the old Tongue of Numenor. Well perhaps her dear friend would tell her in time whta it all meant. Int he meantime Aedelric headed inside after her for he was concerned, for perhaps the Elf Princess had forgottens omething or a thought was needing to be said. Begging leave from Tauriel a moment, he followed her back into his home a moment close behind Linwelos and would say:: "Dear Majesty, what is wrong? Have thou forgotten something in my home or have dire word to send me before your trek back for the north?" ::even now in her presence he felt his heart pound so. Never having felt such a way for any woman before, eitehr of Atani or Quendi:: x
linwelos 8:13 pm ::she would shake her head no and say to him softly:: I've not other than to thank you for your kindness during my stay here. ::taking his hand once more and raising up to place a gentle kiss to his lips she would say once it ended:: I would not leave if I didn't have to. Since. My father knows now I am here I wish you not to face his wrath if I did not return with tauriel. ::she would return to standing flat footed before him once more as crystal hues searched his own. Something in her heart compelling her for that last kiss before she returned to her kin within mirkwood. Saying to him softly in her native tongue so he could hear such within his mind upon her leaving:: Namarie, Aedelric an Im estel na kena ata le. *farewell Aedelric for I hope to see you again.* ::whispering to him what she had just said in her native tongue before moving outside to join Tauriel and collect her mount for the trip back. Though most likely walking for a time as the gown she wore wasn't exactly friendly to riding.:: -d-
Aedelric 8:22 pm ::That elven tongue was so very amazing. It was otherworldly to him, so beautiful and graceful and yet even if he didn't understnad a lick of it othert hant he Sindarin pronunciation for his name, he could guess all too well what she said just from her nuances. But of course she was off again with her friend whom now helped guide her back north once Lin's well watered and fed steed was provided. On that porch he just tood there, still watching her, even waving when she was well out of sight and sighed deeply, murmuring to himself:: "And so she left our lives...but alas Linwelos Igmil the Bright Star...I will await you once more...sooner rather than later I hope..." ::And with that, he began to dress himself up for the journey west for Rhosgobel. And Tauriel once they were high up country in Mirkwood would finally say:: "Igmil, my Lady? He called yout hat...and your fingers were intertwined as if you both have lost your hearts to one another. And you look at him with a fondness I've never known you to focus upona nother before. Linwelos you have been my friend for so long...whatever is going on? What transpired between you two last night? Will you share with me?" ::the dark eyed and redheaded Silvan was ever so curious about just what was between the two of them!:: x
linwelos 8:31 pm ::she hated to leave but she knew she must for her father would know no bounds of anger if she didn't. She would wave back before they disappeared into the wood with Tauriel when the redhead spoke. She would look towards her friend and answer the question of what Igmil meant:: it means star within his native tongue. ::when she mentioned their hands being together she didn't know what to say for several moments. Looking away from Tauriel for a time as her horse would gently nudge her shoulder as if to encourage her to answer. Finally she would say softly in turn::
linwelos 8:40 pm I don't know how to explain it honestly for I have never known such before myself. We walked beneath the darkened woods last night after sharing food and drink and he said that he now knew how Beren felt when he looked upon Tinuviel as she sang. ::it was an awkward situation but one that felt right at the same time. She would look away from her traveling companion into the wood as they walked towards her Fathers realm in the silence that was that morning over the wood. Naught but the sounds of their steps and the hoof falls of her mount would be heard. Her horse giving a soft nicker as if he were putting his 2 cents in on the conversation as well. Adding to her words:: as we walked spiders came and they were killed but one bit me and he tended the wound throughout the night. All that is left is a star shaped scar hence I've becoming known as a star to them. -d-
Tauriel 8:49 pm ::Tauriel listened to what she suspected and...she learned with wide eyes that the man known as Aedelric had fallen in loe with his beloved friend! He lost his heart to her, and throught he night they ame closer when peril came from a spider attack..and she could only surmise that that love was returned by how the sparkle in her eyes was! She was stunned but kept the pace of walking as she heard all of this. No doubt part of her felt perhaps just a little envy for such feelings, which she herself never knew. She would then say:: "And...what of these feelings he has givent o you? For the Lay of Leithian is quite clear that Luthien was doomed in that not only did Beren love her, but seh him...Lin...has your heart fallen doom to one of the Followers?" x
linwelos 9:04 pm ::she knew what such meant but would not look towards her friend for a time as they would walk. Saying to her finally in a soft tone:: he is a noble man despite the fact he is not elf kind. For any man that has the ability to fell multiple spiders with just his bare hands and no other weapon and those same hands be as gentle as can be when dealing with a wound is beyond me. ::she was not insinuating that his kind were better than the elves at all. She knew there were differences between their kin and his. But the fact that in her time within the keep none ever broached her as he had. She would say after a brief pause in her words:: I've not had one of our kin ever say something of that nature to me. Whether or not if its related to my father I know not that they have not said such. But tis nice to have another have such feelings and have that sort of closeness begin to form. ::when she would look back towards tauriel she would ask of her:: please mention none of this to my father. If things come to pass I
linwelos 9:08 pm would like to be the one that tells him. You or no one else should have to take the lashing for such news but myself. ::she knew in her heart her father would disapprove just by how clingy he had been over her as she had grown. Perhaps that had been part of what brought this to pass. But in her heart she felt it the will of the Valar that they were meant to meet as they had the day prior. Despite the sadness and worry they. Day had wrought from the injuries her friends and family had suffered in the orc attack:: -d-
Tauriel 9:20 pm ::Tauriel of course was happy for her friend and she gleefully remarked:: "Teh secret is safe with my my dear friend...but indeed for what you ahve said I agree..it should be your time and place to let you know the impending Doom taht yuo have inviting willingly in giving your heart to that Woodman. And of course I do not judge nor do I disapprove...for what I have long come to understand is, all of us are still Children of Illuvatar, whether we be animal, Ent, Huorn, Elf, Human or otherwise. We all share in fates simialr to Arda Marred and its glory, and in the end we all will live and face Doom together...and if your love is given to the Woodman, then I am happy for you...and truly I am...for none have ever deserved such more than yourself..." ::For Tauriel always rued the fact that Thranduil kept Linwelos locked iwthin his Halls like some daffodil, some damsel helpless to do anything. Soft grasses crunched under her feet as she knelt a friendly arm over Lin's shoulders and said:: "I will do what I can to see that you might see him again...Igmil" ::she smiled, liking how it rather sounded even if it wasn't Silvan:: x
linwelos 9:40 pm Tis very much appreciated mellon nin. ::she would say looking upon her friend. In her heart relieved that Tauriel was happy for her. A smile spreading onto her features as the winds that blew through the woods would catch the ends of her hair and blow them about her face. Saying as they walked:: I feel as if the path the Valar has for me now at least is known and that there something to look forward to when I'm able to be away from Father and his hiding me away from everyone's sight. ::for a while she wondered if she had done something to make her father hide her away from the rest of the world but she come to learn it was most likely because she was the last link to her mother and was very much like her as well.:: -d-
Tauriel 9:53 pm "Your father clings to you, and its no secret, for you are the last remnant of noble Calwanel that he still has. Truth is the Elvenking jsut hasn't much been the same when your mother took that long errand to Dol Amroth and looked upon the great seas of Belegaer and had the yearning..like all your Telerin kind, for the sea. I can only imagine what sundering two kindred souls can do for one another...just as I can only imagine what the great light of Valinor must be like...to take that journey into the West." ::Speaking from truth, for all Silvans like her were of the Avari, ones never having known the Light of the Trees and thus never having takent he Summons of Orome to Aman.:: "ALl of this helps to explain why your father treats you as such, but even I dread to think how he will respond when he knows you have lost your heart to the Woodman." ::After all, helping friends fight off orcs is one thing...but finding love with one not o your race is something else entirely!:: x
linwelos 10:03 pm I already know it shall not be pleasant and something I must prepare myself for when that time comes. But I will not deny what I feel when I've never felt such for another until this occurred. If this is the path under the Valar then I shall do so. ::she didn't know when this discussion would be occurring how long a period she had to prepare for such a discussion with her father. She would overcome what opposition he would place upon her for she was strong enough within to do so. Especially with another giving her happiness that none other had ever done. Saying to her friend:: if his wrath spills out to you or others besides me when he is made aware of my choice I apologize in advance for that. ::part of her thought he would never let her be with anyone their kind or not. Now she had a reason to not allow such to occur even if such would call for drastic actions to see it through when time came.:: -d-
Tauriel 10:09 pm ::Tauriel would make sure to let her know that she would think nothing of it if Thranduil ever did give angry words again. Soon they were back in sight of the Halls but before they would cross over toward the opening gate Tauriel would say:: "I must take to the wild again now and take leave of you for now my friend..for Thranduil is disturbed by the revelation of the Lidless Eye ont he armors of those orcs ane has bade me to investigate further. The answer lies int his forest and I intend to find it. In the meantime...play it safe withy our father dear...do nothing to arouse his wrath for now and at teh proper time we'll make an arrangement for you to see Aedelric once more." ::she smiled and crossed her arms over her chest before her:: "Namarie nin mellon"...::And for the forest she began a steady walk once more. The Woodman talked of the Brown Wizard. Perhaps she would be privy to taht and find out if that animal loving friend of nature had something to say about all this:: x
linwelos 10:26 pm ::she would nod at Tauriels words and bade her farewell. She had plenty to look forward to when she and Aedelric would once again see one another. But the time was not now for her father to know the secret she kept within. As she entered her fathers realm she would place her mount within his stall and bed him as she usually did. Seeing to it he had food and water before heading to her chambers to dress in a dress appropriate for her father to see her in. Once within her chambers she would select a rich green gown with gold accents upon the neckline and upper arm sleeves. A green and gold belt that would go around her narrow waist and down to the floor in a Y shape with a pair of green shoes. Braiding those long strands back out of the way as they had been the day before so that 3 small sections went from separate braids to one down her back. A silver necklace with a deep green stone set in the center would adorn her neck and a silver headpiece akin to the broach her father wore would be set atop her head.
linwelos 10:28 pm Glittering within the lights of her chambers. Her mind going to her dear friend and brother in the healing houses and would have to check upon them. First she needed to make sure her father knew she had returned and that tauriel had brought her back safe and sound.:: -d-
Thranduil 10:47 pm ::And Thranduil would be in his hall having himself a deep cup of mead that was at least relaxing himself. IT was growing close to noon and anytime would he be expecting her. And into that room when she did make her entrance he saw her out of the corner of hsi eyes then closed them. He would firstly say:: "I am glad you ahve returned...its bad enough tow orry me through yesterday but to have you go ont his adventure with Tauriel...its becoming clear that it is hard for met o understand who you are anymore, Linwelos. You perhaps don't care for my feelings, but as a father it is my duty to care for your welfare and well-being even if you do not..." ::And he would say:: "Galuwen has recovered, as has Legolas. But as punishment for your utter defiance of my demand that you remain here, I am banishing you to your room until I deem you ready to come out. Now go on, daughter, and think carefully about what you next do lest I see to it that you never leave these Halls whatseoever again..." ::The funny thing about this is every word was rational an calm, not one spoike in anger or passion to her. But the punishment was clear...he was technically grounding her! His eyes remained closed as his voice grew more stern and he commanded her:: "Linwelos...to your room...NOW! x
linwelos 10:57 pm ::when her father saw her and began to speak she expected a tongue lashing for going with Tauriel. After all she couldn't go anywhere out of his sight without him not approving of such. When he banished her to her room she would say to him in a voice as calm as his:: I shall remain within my chambers as long as you like, ada. ::her words pausing as she would say looking over her shoulder towards him and adding extra emphasis on the word 'not':: but not until I have checked upon Galuwen and the others for myself. ::with those words she would head to the healing houses. The skirt of her dress rustling on air as quiet footfalls would move over the floors as she set towards her destination. He could follow her all the way there if he wanted and back but she wasn't residing herself to her room until she had checked upon the 2 since her return.:: -d-
Thranduil 11:02 pm ::It was a stingign of pride when Thranduil was not bade in his commands by others, leaset of all fo a daughter who would only follow his instruction to mretire to her room until she hadchecked upon friends as if it was her condition and hers alone that only mattered. He couldn't exactly just up and physically harm her and sendher to her room, for that was not the wayo f ANY of the Children of Illuvatar to harm their kindred in such ways, for to do so, even int erms of discipline, raised far too many dark memories of violence of the past, such as the dreaded Kinslaying in an entirely bygone era. No, Thranduil would do nothing but follow to make sure that hsi dughter had enough time to look over her friends, but he was not going to suffer her to ahve anymore than that:: x
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Post by Larien Séregon, Lady of Lórien on Feb 21, 2014 3:03:42 GMT -5
:: with her father no doubted lay shadowing her she would do as he asked but not til she saw to her friends. She would make her way to the healing houses and slip quietly inside. A few of the workers looking towards her with smiles and bows or curtsies in respect. She would turn the corner to the room where Legolas and Galuwen were staying. Seeing him awake and up and her dear friend awake as well. Saying to them both with a tender smile upon her features:: tis good to see you two looking much better.
::moving to take a seat in a chair near to Galuwens bedside for several moments and to give her dear friend a gentle hug so that she would not have to raise up and hurt her midsection wrapped in bandages. Seeing her father watching her every move as she sat with her brother and best friend before whispering to Galuwen::
I cannot tarry long but when you are able to move about come see me in my chambers for we have much to discuss.
::words said very close to Galuwens ear as to decrease the chance of anyone further away hearing the words said between friends.::
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 21, 2014 3:24:32 GMT -5
A tear fell from Galuwen's eyes as she heard the one that saved her life. She was overwhelmed with emotion. "Linwelos." She out stretched her arms to reach for her. Giving her a hug as best as she can laying in bed. "I have been told you are the reason I live. I owe you my life. My old friend." She smelled an unfamiliar scent on her as she hugged her. Where had she been? She listened as Linwelos asked to see her alone when she was better. She wonder what she was up too. And were she had been all this time. She returned a smile to her friend and nodded her head. "I still can not sit up for that requiters that I bend at the waist. No one would tell me how I got to be this way. I can not feel my stomach and parts of my back. And am stuck in this bed. Please tell me what happened, mellon nin."
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Post by Larien Séregon, Lady of Lórien on Feb 21, 2014 3:37:37 GMT -5
::her smile would widen as her friend hugged her back and nod quietly. She would answer her friends question and reply to her.:: you leapt from a tree to come towards me when an Orc raced up behind you. I took aim and fired just as it ran you through the midsection with its sword. I did what basic healing I could to slow the bleeding and get you here for the ladies within the house to work their magic upon you.
::her words would pause as she would say to her after a brief pause in her words:: I thought I was going to loose you and worried myself how the outcome would be since my skill is nothing compared those here in healing.
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Post by Galuwen on Feb 21, 2014 3:55:46 GMT -5
She touched her silk dress feeling the cloth underneath. As she listen to the story of her wounds. "I was ran through?" She could not understand it. She should be dead. She looked up at her friend reaching a hand out to hold Linwelos hand. She smiled at the same words she had said to Legolas not but a moment before. "I was scared in battle. I dishonored the realm. I let the fear of both of you dying cloud my judgment, am sorry. Legolas I thought you dead when I found you on that branch, my world came to an end. And there was something that I had to say to you Linwelos that I did not watch for orcs. " She paused and looked at Legolas. Then back to the Princess. "I have to sit up. I can not take this bed anymore."
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