InsaneJournal

Day Five
Who: Legolas and Giselle
What: Meeting as planned
When: Just before sunrise
Where: Giselle's room
Rating: G, because this is Giselle we're talking about.
Status: Complete



He awoke long before dawn, which was not all that unusual for him. Elves do not even really, truly sleep, and the state of reverie they enter into doesn't take as long to refresh their minds and bodies as a true sleep does. As soon as he became fully aware, he remembered that he had an appointment today. He rose from his bed in the eerie, pre-dawn light. He liked this time of day, actually. He'd discovered that no one else did, and so he usually had time alone to do whatever he wished around this time of day.

It didn't take long for him to shower under the waterfall that fell in the corner of his room, and then he walked over to the closet that was concealed within a tree, just as his bed was. He went for his tunic and leggings, and then stopped himself. He wasn't going to her room as an elven warrior, after all. It would be rude to dress like that. So, instead, his fingers found a soft, light-blue velvet outfit, the sort of thing a princeling would wear when he wanted to look nice. He smiled and put it on, and then walked to the pool at the bottom of the waterfall, which acted as a mirror. He wished he had his mithril crown, but that was far away in Middle Earth. He had just finished thinking that, when there was a dull, metallic thump of something landing at his feet.

Curious, he picked it up and brushed some dirt off of it. An amused smile made it's way onto his lips. His crown. He should really stop being surprised at what the planet kept doing. Still, since it was here... he slipped the delicately worked crown of the silvery metal into place on his head. Now, he was the elven prince. His bow he left, but his knives he carried. He would not willingly be separated from all his weapons. What if someone attacked Giselle at he had to defend her?

When he was ready, he slipped out of his room and walked down the hallway, silent as a shadow. He didn't have to try to be, it was just natural to him. It didn't take long for him to reach the building she lived in, nor to find the room number she gave him. It was just before dawn when he knocked softly on her door. Maybe she was still sleeping? He didn't want to wake her. It was very early for humans, he understood.