Over-view of the passed years
After the quest, Frodo went to the Gray Havens, as you all should know. When Frodo comes back, he goes and stays with Legolas in Mirkwood. They both decide it a good idea to visit Aragorn and Arwen in Gondor…
When Legolas and Frodo got to the gates of the city, they left their horses with the guards, and headed to the house of Aragorn and Arwen.
They walked up one long flight of stairs. At the top, there was one set of double doors, made of polished oak. On each door there was a single, yet elaborate star made of crystal. The handles were gold, and in the shape of horses, that shown brightly in the ever sinking sun.
The building itself was made of fine stone and crafted with skilled hands. In the center on the highest floor, there was a Blacony, crowded with exotic flowers and plants. When Legolas and Frodo finished admiring the beautiful craftsmanship, Frodo knock on the door.
“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise.” Arwen exclaimed when she realized who was standing infront of her. “Aragorn, come here. Guess who came to visit us.”
Aragorn came to the door with a wide smile on his face. “Legolas…Frodo, come in and join us!” Aragorn patted each of them on the back, and showed them through the front hall to the dining room.
“How was the Gray Havens Frodo?” Arwen said after they were seated at a long table and someone had brought out wine.
“It was a really neat place, everything glowed, it reminded me of Lothlorien at night.”
“That sounds beautiful.” Legolas said with bright eyes.
“Does your shoulder still hurt?” Aragorn asked remembering when he had to carry Frodo through the woods.
“Not in the least, it almost feels like there was nothing there to begin with.”
“That’s good to hear.” Arwen replied with a smile. “Legolas, how’s your father, and what have you been up to lately?”
“Well, Frodo just came back 7 days ago, and before that Gimili and I were exploring as you might say.”
“Neat, did you guys find anything interesting?” Aragorn asked cutting in.
“Yes, actually we did. It was kind of odd, Gimili and I were walking through this icy path in the Misty mountains, when I saw something shining. I ran up to it and found that a Palantir with frozen in the ice.”
“Oh my, what did you do with it?” Arwen asked shocked.
“I brought it back to my father, about a year ago. He’s trying to use it to see if he can locate any of the other lost Palantirs, but so but he hasn’t had any luck.”
“That is really neat Legolas!” Frodo said trying to sound shocked, he didn’t really know anything about Palantirs.
It was getting late, after about an hour and a half of talking. Arwen suggested showing the two guests to their rooms where they could rest for the night.
“Quel esta*, Legolas!” Arwen said, as she kissed him on the forehead.
“Goddnight Milady.” Legolas said blushing.
“Until tomorrow Legolas.” Aragorn whispered.
Legolas wentinto his room, and closed the door. He changed into a pair of silk, forest green pants and slipped under the coveers and blew out the candle. As hard as Legolas tried, he couldn’t go to sleep. he decided that he would take a walk through the garden in the back of the house. He put his day clothes back on (kind of like in the LOTR movie) and crept quietly downstairs, and out the front door, turned the corner. The garden was beautiful, there was a miniature water fall that fell in to a pool, that had three rainbow fish. All around the little oasis there were blooming flowers of many different colors. He sat under a Malorn tree, and started to sing, out of the corner of his eye he noticed someone was standing behind him.
“I didn’t mean to disturb you.” The woman answered.
She was an elf, she had flowing but wavy blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a ruby red flowing dress that sparkled in the moonlight.She wore a vanilla colored cloak over her dress, and she went barefoot. Legolas was so stunned by her beauty, all he could say was,
“Mani naa essa en lle*?”
“My name is Gabriella Northstar, and you are?”
“…Forgive me I have been so rude, my name is Legolas, Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil, Prince of Mirkwood. If you don’t mind me asking, where are you from?”
“I was from the City of Mindolliun the last race of the ancient elves, my mother and father were Valia and Galdir. My parents and my people were slaughtered by a band of orcs, about nine years ago during the war.” Gabriella studdered. “But what am I doing, worrying you with my affairs.”
“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Legolas pleaded.
“There is nothing to forgive.” Gabriella said as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve, she still got a little teary eyed when she spoke of her parents. “Is it alright if I join you, you have a beautiful voice.”
“Yes, of course, it’s the least I can do.” Legolas said as he moved over a bit. “What would you like me to sing?”
“Anything you desire.”
Legolas sang of Lothlorien, and of the cheerful parts of his adventures with the fellowship. As he sang Gabriella leaned over and laid her head upon his breast, and closed her eyes.
When Legolas finished sining he leaned his head against the trunk of the tree and fell asleep. when He awaoke, he realized it was way past sunrise, and he had probably already missed brunch.
“Pardon me Gabriella, but I need to return back to the palace. You could join me if you”d like.”
“Yes please.” Gabriella replied as she streched her arms out. “I would love that.”
She got up and walked with him, arms linked.
*Quel esta means rest well.
*Mani naa essa en lle? means what is your name?
(The crest for Mindolliun is a three-pointed crown, with a diamond in the middle of the middle point, and three stars above each point.)