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Day 24 - Kitchen Wisdom
Aug. 24th, 2014 09:45 pmKitchen 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 Twenty-four
Bell had always loved the old man though old man was certainly not all there was to him. What else she did not know. He called himself wizard but he seemed almost from another world to her. This time he had a human with him.
“Mithrandir! Come in! The king will be with you soon. Would you like something to eat?” Bell never stood much on ceremony and certainly not with Mithrandir.
“I can never get enough of your food, my dear girl! This is Strider of the Rangers. He and I are looking for – well, we’re searching for someone and we found ourselves close so I thought I might come by and visit, perhaps speak with Thranduil before we go on.”
The man was as tall as an elf and long past his youth. He had years on him but was no old man yet. Bell sensed that this man was not a typical man, even of the Rangers.
She poured them both tea and made them a plate of pastries, butter and jam. Strider ate as if he’d not seen food in a long time. She wondered what exactly he and Mithrandir were doing. Thranduil would tell her later, she was sure.
As if by cue, the king appeared in the kitchen. “Mithrandir! To what do we owe the pleasure?”
“My friend and I were close by and we thought we might warn you to be on the lookout for the creature Gollum.”
“We have seen no such creature here.”
“No, probably not but if you begin to get reports of a fish thief, then send for me or Strider.”
“That I can do. I have heard rumors of a creature that lived in the Misty Mountains, a vile little creature who lived in the deeps.”
“That would be our Gollum.”
“Why do you seek him?”
“I think he may know secrets we’d rather the Dark Lord not find out.”
Thranduil looked at Mithrandir. “He stirs, does he not?”
“He does,” the old man acknowledged. “We mean to keep Gollum from him.”
“Then we shall keep a watchful eye. Good luck to you and Strider. We will give aid if needed. Simply call.”
Bell packed them a basket of food and a bottle of wine and saw them to the door. She hugged the old man at the door. “Please be safe, my friends!”
And they were gone.
***
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 Twenty-four
Bell had always loved the old man though old man was certainly not all there was to him. What else she did not know. He called himself wizard but he seemed almost from another world to her. This time he had a human with him.
“Mithrandir! Come in! The king will be with you soon. Would you like something to eat?” Bell never stood much on ceremony and certainly not with Mithrandir.
“I can never get enough of your food, my dear girl! This is Strider of the Rangers. He and I are looking for – well, we’re searching for someone and we found ourselves close so I thought I might come by and visit, perhaps speak with Thranduil before we go on.”
The man was as tall as an elf and long past his youth. He had years on him but was no old man yet. Bell sensed that this man was not a typical man, even of the Rangers.
She poured them both tea and made them a plate of pastries, butter and jam. Strider ate as if he’d not seen food in a long time. She wondered what exactly he and Mithrandir were doing. Thranduil would tell her later, she was sure.
As if by cue, the king appeared in the kitchen. “Mithrandir! To what do we owe the pleasure?”
“My friend and I were close by and we thought we might warn you to be on the lookout for the creature Gollum.”
“We have seen no such creature here.”
“No, probably not but if you begin to get reports of a fish thief, then send for me or Strider.”
“That I can do. I have heard rumors of a creature that lived in the Misty Mountains, a vile little creature who lived in the deeps.”
“That would be our Gollum.”
“Why do you seek him?”
“I think he may know secrets we’d rather the Dark Lord not find out.”
Thranduil looked at Mithrandir. “He stirs, does he not?”
“He does,” the old man acknowledged. “We mean to keep Gollum from him.”
“Then we shall keep a watchful eye. Good luck to you and Strider. We will give aid if needed. Simply call.”
Bell packed them a basket of food and a bottle of wine and saw them to the door. She hugged the old man at the door. “Please be safe, my friends!”
And they were gone.
***