Legolas's Rose

The Accident

Legolas watched Lwyn walk away.
“Why,” he wondered, “can’t she call me Legolas? I know it would be a little awkward at first, but it should not pose too much of a problem.” Legolas stared down at his plate, it was empty, and he was full. There was nothing else to do but gulp down the water that Lwyn gave him.

As Lwyn went to answer another call for water, her foot slipped on a stray piece of lettuce. The water pitcher went flying from her hand. Lwyn blindly reached out for something to stop her descent to the ground. She grasped the table cloth. Big mistake. All the food on that side of the table slid off with the table cloth. A giant crash echoed through the hall.

Legolas, at the crash, jumped up out of his chair. He reached behind himself for an arrow to string in his bow, but then he remembered that he did not have these things. For a split second his mind had reacted as if he were still on the quest with the fellowship. With a red face he lowered his arms to his sides. He still wasn’t used to being home.
In the meantime, the pitcher of water had turned over in mid-air, and splashed it’s contents all over Elrond. After that it fell on his head. Legolas bit his lip in order to hold back the laughter that threatened to escape. King Thranduil shouted for the head servant.
The head servant, Galafwil, stepped forward.
“Galafwil, please get that serving-maid out from under there.”
“Yes, sir.” Galafwil reached down and with his burly arms began to remove the mess from where he was directed, in order to get to Lwyn. Suddenly Galafwil yelled out, “She’s gone!”
At that moment Legolas felt something brush against his legs. He slowly bent down to look under the table, and found Lwyn hiding there. He suddenly realized that it was Lywn who caused the accident, for she was already on the floor and out of his sight by the time the crash had sounded.
Their eyes locked for a moment. Legolas’ heart leaped in his throat. Suddenly Lwyn bolted out from under the table. But, with a move as quick as lighting, he grabbed her.
“Let me go!” She cried. Legolas hesitated, then he saw the pleading look in her eyes. He let go. Lwyn raced out of the banquet hall.
Legolas stood up, with every intention of following Lwyn, but his father restrained him.
“I will go and retrieve her, father,” Legolas said.
“Very well,” his father said. He let go of his son’s shoulder. Legolas sprinted down the hall. His mind was so centered on Lwyn that he didn’t notice that Galafwil had dissapeared.