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Chapter 2 ~Bad News~

Tip 2- Spread rumors about him saying he likes watching other ellyn bathe.

-Many years ago...-

Gadwen sat in the vast dining hall alone. Today was going excruciatingly slow and there was nothing to do. Bored to death, Gadwen started braiding her hair, but it turned out to be a mess. She huffed in frustration and tried again.

"Grab pieces of hair, then cross over once, then cross of tw-" Gadwen paused, the corner of her eye caught someone walking into the dining hall. It was Legolas.

She hissed, resulting in Legolas looking in her direction.

"YOU!" Legolas shouted.

Gadwen sat still as Legolas walked up to her.

"Why did you kick me?" Legolas angrily asked. "It hurt a lot, you know!"

"Oh really?" Gadwen slyly said. "I thought you didn't have anything there in the first place!"

Legolas shot her a dangerous glance. "Ugly hill-troll!"

Gadwen quickly stood up. "Brainless sac of excrement!"

"Commoner!"

"Horse arse!"

"Yrch!"

"Someone should throw you into the abyss of Moria!" Gadwen yelled.

"Mithrandir should beat you with his staff!" Legolas countered.

Both took one step closer as they yelled at each other.

"I should tie you up to a tree at night and let the spiders eat you!" Gadwen stood on the tips of her toes.

"I should let my father throw you into the dungeons!" Legolas stood face to face with the elleth.

"Well, I hope you end up in the halls of Mandos soon!" Gadwen said in a harsh whisper. "I can arrange that too!"

"I hope you drown in the Anduin-"

"That's enough!" a loud voice suddenly commanded.

Gadwen stiffened and her eyes widened, Legolas quickly turned around and squeaked. It was his father.

"Legolas! How dare you yell at an elleth like that!" Thranduil scolded and grabbed Legolas by his ear. Someone else also entered the room, it was Gadwen's sister.

"Gadwen! How dare you yell at the King's son!" Minuial pinched Gadwen's ear. Both elfings scowled in pain.

"Legolas, have I not taught you well enough?" Thranduil asked. "If word gets out that you've been fighting with this elleth, you shall have no spouse in the future for all the ellith will turn away from you! Now apologize!"

Legolas sneered at the elleth. "Hill-troll." Thranduil pinched his ear even harder. "Ow! Fine!"

"Lady Gadwen, I am deeply sorry and ashamed of my actions. I wish that you forgive me," Legolas muttered.

Minuial raised an eyebrow at her sister.

"Legolas Thranduilion, I accept your apology. I wish that you also forgive me for my actions," Gadwen crossed her arms.

"I accept," Legolas whispered. Thranduil and Minuial released the elfling's ears.

"I apologize for such disturbance my sister has made," Minuial bowed her head.

"Your apology is greatly accepted, but I think it is I who must apologize," Thranduil said. "My son needs to learn some more manners."

"Gadwen needs to learn more manners too," Minuial looked down at her sister disapprovingly.

"The youth these days! Anyway, I must be off now," Thranduil excused himself. "Legolas, come along."

Minuial and Gadwen also took leave from the dining hall. The two elflings looked back in unison. Gadwen stuck her tongue out, Legolas mouthed -bite me-

"Gadwen, you are lucky the King was kind to you!" Minuial said. "I'd have to call you a hypocrite for you are as arrogant as Legolas."

--Present-

Haldir stood leaning against a tree. He was examining his sword, making sure there were no major dents from Gadwen's use. He could hear someone approaching him.

"Have you seen Rúmil?" Orophin asked.

"Hm...somewhere with Gadwen," Haldir said, still inspecting his sword. "Probably annoying her. I wouldn't be surprised if he comes back bruised."

"I see."

Haldir put down his sword and examined his bow.

"When are we resuming our duties?" Orophin asked.

"We're going back tonight. I guess we should go find Rúmil then," Haldir said.

He put his bow down and walked with Orophin. As they got closer to the entrance of the city, they heard galloping. A rider clad in greenish-brown clothing rode into the city. Two guards were also with him. The marchwarden suspiciously eyed the rider, he cautiously walked up to him with Orophin behind him.

"He entered Lothlórien last night," said one of the guards.

"I hail from Northern Eryn Lasgalen," the rider stated. "I wish to talk to Lady Gadwen."

"I will let you do so, but first state your name and purpose," Haldir firmly commanded.

"My name is Faelon, I wish to give a message to Lady Gadwen from her sister," he replied.

"It is obviously an important message if you were sent," Haldir said, the messenger didn't respond. "Have you every met Gadwen before?"

"Yes, why?"

"Then you are familiar with her temper?"

"Yes, why?"

"If that message has anything to do with Thranduilion, I suggest you let me give the message to her," Haldir said. "Unless you really wish to be bludgeoned to death."

Faelon looked down at Haldir, he paused and thought for awhile. Then he took out a pouch and reached into it, he took out a piece of parchment.

"It is my duty to be a messenger, but I know what she's capable of," Faelon gave the parchment to Haldir.

Haldir courteously bowed his head, then took off to find Gadwen. Orophin followed in his footsteps. They ran into a forest, Haldir quickly dodged the branches. He had a bad feeling about this note, he'd have to be very careful with her. His ears quickly caught the sound of laughter, he started to slow down. The two were sitting on the ground, Rúmil was telling another one of his lame jokes, but Gadwen politely laughed.

Gadwen noticed Haldir and sat up.

"What are you two doing here?" Rúmil asked.

"We're here to...um..." Orophin gave Haldir a sharp nudge.

"Gadwen, we have a message to give to you. From your sister." Haldir carefully worded his sentence. He gave the parchment to her, she unraveled the piece of parchment and started to read it out loud:

"To my muinthel,

It certainly has been a very long time since I've seen you, and I hope you are doing well. I have some news for you, whether it is good or bad in your mind, I do not know. Though, it is certainly good in my mind!

Do you remember that ellon named Aradir? Well, I'm getting married to him! He proposed to me two months ago, and I'm full of joy! We have not set a definite date for our marriage ceremony, but we'll figure that out soon.

I wish for you to come back home to help with the preparations and enjoy the celebrations. I know that you dislike it here, but do it for me, please? If you wish, you may return to Lórien after I get married.

If you agree, which I really hope you do, Faelon will be your escort home. Please come home, Adar and Naneth miss you so much. We have lots to catch up on and I can't wait for your tales about Lórien.

Anyway, I hope you really think about coming home! I hope to see you arriving in Eryn Lasgalen soon.

Love,

Minuial"

Rúmil and Orophin had backed at least five meters away from Gadwen. Haldir was the only one that dared to stay close. They all waited for her outburst of anger. Surprisingly she kept calm.

"Um, congratulations to your sister," Orohpin yelled from a distance.

"Aradir?" Rúmil questioned. "Sounds familiar...isn't he that elf that was flirting with one of the Elf-lords of Imladris?

All three looked at Gadwen oddly.

"He went through a phase." Gadwen quietly said.

"I see," Rúmil nodded his head in confusion.

"Well, isn't that delightful!" Orophin said. "Your going back to Northern Eryn Lasgalen! Your definitely going to see Legolas again!"

Rúmil quickly hit his brother before he could say anymore. Gadwen froze, reality came back rushing to her. She looked back at the letter, then ripped it up. In frustration she stood up and stomped on ripped pieces of paper.

"I HATE HIM!" She repeated over and over again.

"Gadwen!" Haldir cried, "Legolas has changed! He isn't that arrogant elf you remember him as!"

"Haldir, don't try to convert me into some Legolas-loving-elleth! I'll always hate him!" Gadwen shouted. "Plus it's not just him that's getting me angry!"

"Who else?" Haldir asked.

"Aradir!!"

"What about him?"

"He's Legolas' best friend!" She screamed. "Not only do I have to withstand Legolas for a year, but I have to watch my sister get married to his best friend! That means I'll never be rid of Legolas! I'll some how be connected to him because of that stupid Aradir!"

"Well, isn't fate a funny thing," Rúmil whispered.

"I knew it! Right after I left, Aradir must've started courting my sister! Meaning that they have been courting for over half a millennium! " Gadwen screamed then started to stomp angrily away from the three brothers.

'I'll think of a plan to sabotage their so-called love!' Gadwen thought to herself.

"Do you think Legolas is a fast runner?" Rúmil asked.

"Why?"

"Gadwen will be running after him, not as an elleth trying to bound him, but as one very scolded maiden looking for revenge." Rúmil stated.

"Well, she could just beat him unconscious and drop him in the waters of Sirannon and let the watcher finish him off," Orophin suggested. "It would be a perfect murder."

Gadwen stopped dead in her tracks after listening to Orophin. Haldir quickly clamped his hand over Orophin's mouth.

"Don't encourage her!"

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(A/N) Well, I hope you liked that chapter! Now, I know she seems like a cold-blooded killer or something, but they're just being sarcastic. (She would never actually kill someone)

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