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Day 27 - Kitchen Wisdom
Aug. 27th, 2014 09:25 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 Twenty-seven
Thranduil was livid when he found out that Legolas had really gone to Imladris to meet with Mithrandir and Elrond. He knew nothing good would come of this. They’d blame him for Gollum’s escape. He had paced and ranted and raved for hours when Bell had heard enough.
“What would have him do, then, Sire?” she asked with no trace of formality.
“He should obey me?”
“Like you did Oropher? Legolas has always been an obedient child. That he was willing to go without your permission should tell you how important this is to him.”
“I cannot protect him there!” Thranduil shouted.
“No, you cannot but he is an adult. He is a capable warrior and a sensible elf. Trust him to do what is right.”
Thranduil was not happy in the least but he did calm down a bit.
Several weeks later, Goweston came back home without Legolas.
“What do mean, journey?” Thranduil asked as he backed Goweston across the room.
“He is going on a journey with Mithrandir, Strider and some others to return to the One Ring to Mount Doom.” Goweston said very, very quickly.
“What others?” Thranduil had him against the closed door.
“Four hobbits, a man from Gondor and a dwarf.”
“A dwarf? What in the name of Eru is he doing that for?”
“We – they – all decided that the Ring must be destroyed and this is the only way anyone knows to do it.”
“Why did my son go instead of you?”
“He volunteered.”
“You go back and tell him to come home this instant!”
“They left already, sire.”
Thranduil was so angry that he released Goweston from his service and banned anyone from speaking the name Legolas in his presence.
Bell had never seen him so distraught or angry over anything. She made his favorite dishes, she honeyed him, she yelled at him and nothing seemed to make him back into his old self.
She hoped nothing bad happened to Legolas on his journey because she was going to kill him herself when he returned home. With her bare hands, if need be.
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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 Twenty-seven
Thranduil was livid when he found out that Legolas had really gone to Imladris to meet with Mithrandir and Elrond. He knew nothing good would come of this. They’d blame him for Gollum’s escape. He had paced and ranted and raved for hours when Bell had heard enough.
“What would have him do, then, Sire?” she asked with no trace of formality.
“He should obey me?”
“Like you did Oropher? Legolas has always been an obedient child. That he was willing to go without your permission should tell you how important this is to him.”
“I cannot protect him there!” Thranduil shouted.
“No, you cannot but he is an adult. He is a capable warrior and a sensible elf. Trust him to do what is right.”
Thranduil was not happy in the least but he did calm down a bit.
Several weeks later, Goweston came back home without Legolas.
“What do mean, journey?” Thranduil asked as he backed Goweston across the room.
“He is going on a journey with Mithrandir, Strider and some others to return to the One Ring to Mount Doom.” Goweston said very, very quickly.
“What others?” Thranduil had him against the closed door.
“Four hobbits, a man from Gondor and a dwarf.”
“A dwarf? What in the name of Eru is he doing that for?”
“We – they – all decided that the Ring must be destroyed and this is the only way anyone knows to do it.”
“Why did my son go instead of you?”
“He volunteered.”
“You go back and tell him to come home this instant!”
“They left already, sire.”
Thranduil was so angry that he released Goweston from his service and banned anyone from speaking the name Legolas in his presence.
Bell had never seen him so distraught or angry over anything. She made his favorite dishes, she honeyed him, she yelled at him and nothing seemed to make him back into his old self.
She hoped nothing bad happened to Legolas on his journey because she was going to kill him herself when he returned home. With her bare hands, if need be.
***