13. A Begetting Day To Remember
Chapter 13 – A Begetting Day to Remember
Rhavaniel eventually settled back into palace life. The memories of the battle were still fresh in her mind. Her heart yearned to be able to continue on with this lifestyle. She thought about Legolas' words and her father's wishes. She wanted to confront her father and convince him that she was meant to become a warrior, not a paper pushing court negotiator. Every time she found her confidence, her father would comment on how well she accomplished something in court and how they needed her there and she could not bring herself to push the issue. Still, she could not help but feel she was dishonoring her mother by not following in her footsteps. Faelwen would never keep her from doing what she loved. There was something else Faelwen touched upon before she died. She had seen the chemistry between Rhavaniel and Legolas, though at the time, Rhavaniel thought she was being silly.
Rhavaniel missed him. She hadn't seen much of him since returning. Things were becoming too involved before she left. She knew Legolas' feelings for her were strong, but he hadn't admitted to anything just yet. Still, he felt he had a right to protect her and keep her safe. This was not at all what she was looking for. She wanted someone that would give her the freedom she needed. As much as she liked Legolas and wanted to be in his company, she could not ignore the fact that he was the Prince. Only a certain type of female would do and she wasn't sure she was it. When he one day took an elleth to be his princess, she would be expected to play the part. Again, it would all be about living at the palace and performing princess duties while the males went about doing whatever it was they did. This idea did not sit well with her. Anyways, why was she thinking about such silly ideas? Legolas had never given any reason to think he would one day ask this of her. Right now, they were comfortable with each other's company and found enjoyment in exchanging a few kisses here and there. Yes, he had become a bit more brave lately, but it was nothing she could not handle. It was enough for now, though it was few and far between lately. Something was happening in the world outside the borders of Mirkwood. She sensed something, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She suspected Legolas knew something of it also.
Well, she decided not to let it get to her. Rhavaniel's begetting day was fast approaching and this one would be most significant. She was to celebrate her majority. She knew just the elf she wanted to celebrate it with too.
She was walking past the library and glanced over to see Legolas sitting, reading a book. She decided it was time to patch things up between them, become closer to him once again.
"Hello Legolas." she said as she approached him.
He smiled and immediately put the book down. "Rhavaniel, how have you been?"
"Fine, I guess." She sat down next to him. "Listen Legolas, I know things have been distant between us lately. I was hoping to change that. I was hoping you would accompany me to my majority celebration. After all, I went to yours."
Legolas laughed. "I was just building up the courage to ask the same thing." He took her hand in his. "I must apologize for the way I behaved. I know you can protect yourself and I did not mean to make you feel like you could not. Sometimes I forget that. It's just the warrior in me I guess."
Rhavaniel touched the side of his face. "Thank you Legolas. You don't know how much this means to me. I think I proved something to myself. I know I have what it takes to become a guard. I just wish my father would understand."
Legolas nodded, knowing what a tough thing it was for her to be held back from doing what makes her happy. "So what about the celebration? Are you sure you want to be seen on the arm of the Prince of Mirkwood? I will not cause any rumors will I?" he said playfully.
Rhavaniel slapped him on the arm. "Let them think what they want. They are just jealous then. Of course I want this. Besides, I think our mothers would have liked to see this also."
They sat in silence a moment and then Legolas spoke. "Then let us do it right and have it here at the palace. I'm sure father would want it this way. He will spare nothing. It will be a beautiful occasion."
Rhavaniel hugged him. "Thank you Legolas. This night will be perfect."
A thought came to Legolas. The night would surely be one they would never forget.
* * *
At last it was the evening of Rhavaniel's majority celebration. Just as Legolas said, the grand hall was decorated with the finest garlands and brightest lanterns. Wild boar and venison along with fruits and vegetables of every variety were available. And of course, the King's finest wine never ran short. It was to be a night for dancing and feasting, a much anticipated celebration.
Rhavaniel had just finished getting ready. Tonight she wore a beautiful gown of the deepest red. The floor length dress trailed out behind her in a sort of short train. The cuffs flailed out and hung almost to the floor. Her hair was pulled up with loose curls falling about her face. A circlet made of roses, which matched the dress, adorned her head.
She was standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself, checking to make sure everything looked fine, when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." she called and in walked her father. He smiled upon seeing her and went to her side.
"Rhavaniel, you look absolutely beautiful tonight. My but you have grown. You are not my little elfling anymore." he said in a soft voice.
"Thank you Ada. You know I never did like wearing these silly dresses." she said making a face.
"Aye, but you will be the center of attention. It is your night and you should be the most beautiful elleth there this evening. Legolas is lucky to be your escort for the evening."
She laughed. "He is lucky isn't he? Well, it seems only right that we go together tonight. I think mother and the Queen would have had it no other way."
"If only your naneth were here to see you on this most important day. I know she is looking down from the stars and seeing what a charming and captivating elleth you have become. You would make her proud. I know you have made me proud. There is talk about moving you up in the courts. Your negotiating skills have not gone unnoticed."
She should have been happy to hear this news but for the fact that it wasn't what she dreamed of being. She smiled humbly and hugged her father. Tonight was not a night for confrontation. She would let her father be happy for her accomplishments, even if she wasn't. To her, it was just a job, one that anyone could do. Being a warrior took a certain type of elf, one that she knew existed in her.
"Well, I better be on my way. Legolas will be here soon to escort me to the hall." she hugged her father once more and they left the room.
Legolas was in the waiting area when she left. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. He looked more handsome than ever dressed in silver and grey. He wore a dark grey robe with silver embroidery of the palace symbol, silver tunic and leggings to match. He looked every bit the Prince with his smooth hair and circlet on his head. His hair hung loose, no braids for an evening such as this.
Rhavaniel smiled as she approached him. "Happy begetting day, Legolas."
"Happy begetting day Rhavaniel. You are quite stunning tonight. I have never seen you look more radiant." he answered not able to take his eyes from her. "Are you ready? We wouldn't want to be late to your own celebration."
"Yes I'm ready." she said as he offered her his arm. She wrapped hers around his and they were on their way.
As they made their way to the grand hall, Rhavaniel giggled. "You know, I think this is the first time we agreed to accompany each other without a duel first."
"Well, if you would rather we made a stop at the archery field first…" he jested.
Rhavaniel pulled him closer to her. "That won't be necessary tonight, at least not yet."
Legolas escorted Rhavaniel to the grand hall of his father's palace. This time they entered through the doors together. Everyone turned to look as they announced the arrival of the Lady Rhavaniel and Prince Legolas. The elves clapped and cheered as they were happy to see these two together once again. Today she had become a grown elleth for it was her majority day.
Her eyes scanned the crowd and tears welled up as she saw her father. He was smiling ear to pointed ear. How she wished her mother was standing next to him. They had many conversations about what was to be expected of her when she finally reached her majority. The one thing her mother could not have been more correct about was the fact that she would reach this day with the Prince on her arm. Rhavaniel laughed to herself when she thought about all the times she thought her mother had lost her right mind.
Legolas looked at her and caught her smile. "And what is so funny?"
"Mother was right." she said. Legolas seemed confused, but Rhavaniel drew him in closer to her side. "Thank you for being here with me this night."
"There is nowhere else I would rather be." he whispered in her ear.
They descended the stairs and immediately went to the dance floor. The elves had been waiting for the guest of honor to have the first dance before anyone else joined in. Legolas very elegantly led her to the area, took her by the waist and began the dance. After a little while, the other guests joined in and the dance floor was full. As they twirled and swayed, some other couple bumped into them. They looked away from each other to find Antien and Glandur smiling back at them.
"You make a lovely couple." Glandur said.
"As do you." Legolas answered courteously.
Antien seemed ready to cry. "I knew you two were destined to be together. My intuition has never failed me yet."
Rhavaniel smiled, on the verge of tears herself. "Oh Antien, I could not have asked for a better friend."
Legolas and Rhavaniel kept dancing, once again looking longingly into one another's eyes. "How do you feel tonight?" Legolas asked.
"I feel like anything is possible on a night like this. There is a whole world out there waiting to be discovered." she said dreamily.
"Good. That is just how you should feel." he said. Then he dared to let his arms wrap around her, pulling her closer to him. He lowered his head to hers and brushed his lips gently across hers. "You are so beautiful." he whispered before kissing her more passionately.
Rhavaniel's heart soared at the feel of his warm lips on hers. It seemed silly now that they had spent all those years fighting with each other. They had both made mistakes. Now they saw each other in a whole new light. They dared to let love in, ready to take the next step. Legolas had been true to his word and waited for her to reach her majority. She was no longer an elfling. She was a fully matured elleth and she was stealing his heart.
The song ended and the couples separated to clap in appreciation for the wonderful musicians. The next song began and couples once again joined in for a dance. Legolas led Rhavaniel from the dance floor in search of refreshments. As they stood sipping their wine, a strong hand was placed upon each of their shoulders. They turned to find Thranduil standing behind them.
Legolas smiled at his adar, bowing his head respectfully. Thranduil smiled back at his son, the pride of a father in his eyes. Then he looked at Rhavaniel and took her hand. "You are absolutely glowing tonight my dear. Your mother would be so proud of the fine elleth you have become." He then turned to Legolas. "You are very lucky to be able to escort Rhavaniel tonight my son. It is very fitting that both of you are here together. I only wish both of your mothers were here to witness the joy in your eyes."
Rhavaniel smiled. "I think they are here in spirit my king. They would not have missed this no matter where their souls are now."
* * *
A couple hours had passed now. Legolas and Rhavaniel ate, drank and danced together. They were inseparable tonight. Finally, Legolas led her out onto the balcony. "Do you remember this spot?"
"Of course I do. This is where we almost kissed before you tried to push me off onto your friend." she said with her eyebrow raised as if to challenge him.
"I know it was not our finest hour, but that was when I realized I felt something for you. At the time I was not sure what it was, but I know I wanted to explore it further." Legolas took hold of both of her hands and brought them to his chest. "Do feel this? My heart beats so loud. You do this to me. I have never felt such emotions before. There is no one I want to be with more and there is nowhere else I'd rather be than right here with you. We have been through so much together yet we always seem to find each other. I can hide my feelings no longer. Rhavaniel, I love you with all my heart."
"Oh Legolas. You have made me so happy this night. My heart could not soar any higher but you have managed to make me lose myself this evening. You are most handsome and charming. My feelings for you have been strong for some time but I was not sure until now. Legolas, my Prince, I love you."
He smiled and his dimples became very prominent. Rhavaniel loved his smile. She always had, but now this joy was just for her. Her hands came up to wrap around the back of his neck and she lowered him to her. Their lips met and the feeling was exquisite. A fire began to build between them. The last time this happened, she pushed him away. Now, she let herself be consumed by his love and desire for her. "Do you think we can slip away from here and not be missed?" she asked, surprising herself and Legolas.
"The evening is just about to wrap up anyways. Where is it you want to go?" he asked curiously.
"Somewhere quiet. Somewhere private where we can be alone to do what we do best."
"Let's go then." he answered not wanting to waste another moment.
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