Fan Fiction ❯ Ripping Greenleaves ❯ Misunderstandings ( Chapter 3 )

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"All right, tip three is; when shooting ar-" Gadwen was cut off as Erestor suddenly jumped out of now where.

Erestor finished her sentence. "When shooting arrows at Legolas, make sure the arrows are set aflame and/or make sure the tip is really sharp."

"I was appointed that task...." Gadwen complained.

"Sorry, it was so tempting."

"Fine, but what are you doing here? I didn't know you were in the story."

Erestor sighed. "I'm hardly in any stories. At least Glorfindel gets his own category....It's always about the elf with golden blonde hair. "

Gadwen sympathetically patted him on the back. "No really, what are you doing here?"

"I'm making a cameo...."

"Ah, I see."

Chapter 3 ~Misunderstandings~

.In Northern Eryn Lasgalen.

Dawn was breaking and the wind quickly danced throughout the forest, shaking the leaves in a melodious rhythm. In this early hour Minuial stood anxiously before the Elven doors, pacing anxiously back and forth. Sometimes stopping and tapping her foot impatiently.

"Where is she?" Minuial whispered to herself.

Suddenly the doors opened and the cold wind crawled in. A few stray leaves skittered inside. Many elves started entering the hall, filling the hallways with light-hearted singing again. Minuial straightened her back and scanned through the crowd, hoping Gadwen was there. Soon the doors were closed and the elves were going back to their corridors. Gadwen hadn't come home yet.

Minuial sighed in disappointment and started walking back to her room. As soon as she entered, she was greeted by a close friend of hers, Nenhiril, also a close friend of Gadwen when she was young.

"Is she here?" Nenhiril asked, looking behind Minuial.

"I'm afraid not," Minuial shook her head.

"Pity," Nenhiril whispered.

Minuial breathed in slowly and sat on her bed. Nenhiril also joined her.

"I'm worried," Minuial admitted. "Faelon set out weeks ago and he hasn't returned."

"Patience Minuial," Nenhiril reassured. "It takes time to travel to Lórien and back."

"I know, but I'm worried that Gadwen won't agree to come back,"Minuial said. "Do you think she'll come?"

Nenhiril smiled. "Of course she will. It's almost like a duty to come to you're sibling's wedding."

"I guess," Minuial tried to smiled. "But even if she does come, she won't stay for long."

Nenhiril pondered for a moment, she bit her lip.

"Well, you could make her stay longer."

"How so?"

"She thinks she's only staying here for a year, maximum," Nenhiril explained. "But you could just add a couple more months, just say that the preparations are taking longer than usual."

"That would work," Minuial nodded her head. "But what about Legolas? If those two cross each others path, another war is bound to arise."

"We'll just make sure those two don't ever get stuck in the same place without supervision," Nenhiril suggested.

"Do you think this is going to work?"

"Yes."

"All right then."

Nenhiril smiled and stood up, she made her way towards the window. She breathed in the fresh air and stood still with her own thoughts. Out of nowhere she asked an unusual question:

"Has Gadwen ever had a particular liking for an ellon?" she asked. "Even just a small liking?"

Minuial thought for a moment. "No, why?"

"Well...it's just I've been hearing rumors."

"About?"

"Um..." Nenhiril turned red. "That some ellith...like other ellith."

"Oh, that's just some phase," Minuial said.

"No, no, I've heard rumors that some ellith just naturally like ellith."

"Really? Wow, but what does this have to do with Gadwen?"

"Well, I've just been thinking about her past and all..."

Nenhiril looked at Minuial with uncertainty. Miniual arched her eyebrow, she was confused. It took several minutes to finally process what Nenhiril was getting at.

"Oh Eru!" Minuial jumped from her bed.

"I mean, it's just a theory!" Nenhiril explained.

"It explains everything!" Minuial said in a shaky voice. "The closeness to ellyn, but only in a sisterly and brotherly way, no silly crushes, the hating for Legolas, the nights when -"

"Actually I think she hated Legolas for the sake of hating him. Nothing to do with...her...um...preferance."

"All right," Minuial paced back and forth. "What are we going to do?"

"Support her?"

"Yes...but still!" Minuial whined.

"Minuial, you're over reacting!" Nenhiril said, she was starting to regret bringing up the subject.

"Well, I have a right to be!"

"But we don't even know if she's like that!" Nenhiril desperately said. "We could be wrong!"

"Yes," Minuial agreed. "But we could be right!"

Nenhiril shrugged, not knowing what to do.

"We're going to make a plan!"

"Plan? No! I do not want to be part of any plan!" Nenhiril shook her head.

"Yes you are!" Minuial quickly walked over to her drawer and pulled out a piece of parchment.

'Oh, what have I done?' Nenhiril asked herself.

.

Gadwen was blessed with such a caring sister, but cursed for the fact that her sister would always jump to conclusion. She was also blessed with a friend with quite an imagination, which may be her death in the future. This was not a good thing; an elleth in Lórien planning to break her sister's love apart, and two crazed ellith in Eryn Lasgalen plotting a diabolical plan. Surely, Gadwen will need some sort of elven therapist after this.... and so will Legolas.

.

Legolas stood outside practicing his archery with a few guards. They all told joyful tales and laughed along to jokes. So far, Legolas' day was peaceful, nothing had disturbed him. Today was going to be perfect, or so he thought.

"Legolas!" A voice yelled out to him.

Legolas smiled, he didn't need to turn around to see who it was.

"Aradir, good morning!" Legolas said.

"A good morning to you also," Aradir said, coming up behind him.

"Are you to join us?" Legolas asked.

"No, I'm here on a different matter," Aradir said in a serious tone.

"Yes?"

"Have you heard the news going around?" Aradir asked.

"What news?"

"You might need to sit down for this," Aradir suggested.

Legolas looked at him oddly. "No, I'll just stand."

Aradir shrugged and took in a deep breath. "Gadwen is coming back."

Aradir looked and Legolas intensely, waiting for a response.

Legolas look back at him blankly. "Gadwen?"

"Yes."

"Am I suppose to be surprised or something?"

Aradir was stupefied. "What? Hello? Gadwen, don't you remember her?"

Legolas took out an arrow and aimed at his target.

"Sorry, I don't recall anyone by the name of Gadwen," Legolas said, still aiming at his target.

"What about commoner, ugly elleth, ghostly Gadwen," Aradir said, "Gadwen the ugly, orc, toad face...remember?"

"I called someone those names?" Legolas said in disgust.

"Yes, well, you were pretty arrogant back in the day, and so was she. Do you remember?"

"Sorry."

Aradir heaved a sigh in frustration, then he smirked.

"Hill-troll."

Legolas yelped and let go of his bow, resulting in the arrow flying towards a guard, who luckily moved out of the way.

"HILL-TROLL!" Legolas let his jaw drop.

"Ah, now you remember!"

"She's coming back? Hill-tro-"

"Gadwen," Aradir corrected.

"Gadwen is coming back?"

"Indeed, she is."

"She dunked my head into the fountain and I nearly drowned!" Legolas said in a high-pitched voice.

"Only after you dumped black ink in her hair."

"She ran after me with knives!"

"After you called her the fattest elleth in Mirkwood."

"She spread rumors about me being a cross-dresser!"

"After you spread rumors about her doing vulgar things in the forest," Aradir defended.

Legolas paused. "Wow, I was pretty rude."

"Yes, but so was she. Plus you've changed."

"Yes, but I still hold a slight grudge against her." Legolas admitted.

"Well, that's normal! Considering the things she did against you." Aradir said. "But I'm worried about her, I've heard rumors that she still has a lot of animosity for you."

Legolas gulped.

"Anyway, that's all I've come here to say," Aradir said. "I've got to go discuss wedding preparations with Minuial. I'll hopefully see you later!"

Legolas gave out a nervous laugh and waved goodbye weakly. Aradir was about to walk away but came back.

"You know what would be funny?"

"What?"

"If you fell in love with her, or vice versa!" Aradir laughed. "That would be interesting."

Legolas shuddered. Aradir started to walk away again, but came back.

"Just in case, start sleeping with daggers and such." Aradir suggested, then finally left.

Legolas sighed. 'I'm afraid all the armory in Eryn Lasgalen could not defend me.'

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