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Day 5 - Kitchen Wisdom
Aug. 5th, 2014 10:53 amKitchen Wisdom
Author: alexcat
Type: Gen.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do own this original character but I do not own Middle Earth or Tolkien’s characters, nor do I profit from using them.
Warnings: None
Characters: Oropher, Thranduil, Legolas, Oropher’s wife, Thranduil’s wife, Legolas, Original female character, Bellothia
Archive: Ao3, OEAM, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: Jenny wanted a story about Oropher and Cook, so I decided to give her a month’s worth of them.
Spoilers: For the stories of Oropher and Thranduil, yes.
Summary: Every day, I will tell a little of the story of Bellothia, cook for the house of Oropher.
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Part Five
Adandil was one of the huntsmen who kept the kitchen supplied with meat, so Bell saw him often. He was taller even than Oropher and had hair the color of Thranduil’s. He had come to them with Silvan elves who’d joined them after they’d settled here.
He had been hanging around the kitchen a lot the last few weeks. He always smiled at her but said little. She decided that she’d have to do the talking.
“How did you come to join us?”
“I grew up near these woods and since the Noldor came, we have retreated farther back into the deep woods, far from civilization. My mother and sisters were not happy being so isolated, so when your people came through, I thought it would be a good wayfor them to have a better life.”
“Do they like it here?”
“My sister is already betrothed to one of the king’s guard. My mother has begun to work with the healer, helping her with herbals. So yes, they do.”
“And you?”
“I do. I like having companions to spend time with.”
“Do you have a particular companion?”
He blushed.
She changed the subject and offered him an apple turnover she’d just taken from the oven. “I bake them for Thranduil. He comes by every afternoon for one.”
“Are you – is he – ?”
“No. He is my dearest friend but not that kind of friend.”
She smiled as Adandil’s shoulders visibly relaxed.
“Would you like to be?” she asked as she handed him a cup of fresh milk.
“Yes,” he stammered. “Will you – may I court you?”
“You may.”
Bell was pleased to have Adandil as a suitor and after only a few weeks, they married in the garden that Bell and Gwaelas had planted the week after they’d moved in.
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Author: alexcat
Type: Gen.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do own this original character but I do not own Middle Earth or Tolkien’s characters, nor do I profit from using them.
Warnings: None
Characters: Oropher, Thranduil, Legolas, Oropher’s wife, Thranduil’s wife, Legolas, Original female character, Bellothia
Archive: Ao3, OEAM, Alex’s Story Book
Author’s Note: Jenny wanted a story about Oropher and Cook, so I decided to give her a month’s worth of them.
Spoilers: For the stories of Oropher and Thranduil, yes.
Summary: Every day, I will tell a little of the story of Bellothia, cook for the house of Oropher.
~~~
Part Five
Adandil was one of the huntsmen who kept the kitchen supplied with meat, so Bell saw him often. He was taller even than Oropher and had hair the color of Thranduil’s. He had come to them with Silvan elves who’d joined them after they’d settled here.
He had been hanging around the kitchen a lot the last few weeks. He always smiled at her but said little. She decided that she’d have to do the talking.
“How did you come to join us?”
“I grew up near these woods and since the Noldor came, we have retreated farther back into the deep woods, far from civilization. My mother and sisters were not happy being so isolated, so when your people came through, I thought it would be a good wayfor them to have a better life.”
“Do they like it here?”
“My sister is already betrothed to one of the king’s guard. My mother has begun to work with the healer, helping her with herbals. So yes, they do.”
“And you?”
“I do. I like having companions to spend time with.”
“Do you have a particular companion?”
He blushed.
She changed the subject and offered him an apple turnover she’d just taken from the oven. “I bake them for Thranduil. He comes by every afternoon for one.”
“Are you – is he – ?”
“No. He is my dearest friend but not that kind of friend.”
She smiled as Adandil’s shoulders visibly relaxed.
“Would you like to be?” she asked as she handed him a cup of fresh milk.
“Yes,” he stammered. “Will you – may I court you?”
“You may.”
Bell was pleased to have Adandil as a suitor and after only a few weeks, they married in the garden that Bell and Gwaelas had planted the week after they’d moved in.
***