Life

1. Thranduil's Headache

Thranduil wakes up, discovering that Lusa lies next to him. He kisses her on her cheek and gets up. He gets dressed and walks to the bathroom, what's connected to their bedroom. Suddenly he feels so nauseous.
Lusa is meanwhile awake. She stares dryly at the ceiling. When she turns around to embrace her husband, she finds out he's gone. "Honey? Where are you?" She sits up in the bed. Then she hears Thranduil approaching. "What is it meleth nîn?" He stands in the doorway of their bathroom. "What in name of the spirits are you doing over there?" Thranduil looks amazed. "How do you mean? I was just going to take a bath. Ok now tell me, what's wrong? Nothing. Thranduil, you never, ever take a bath in the morning. You always say that you don't like your hair wet during the day." He looks at her with a face like 'damn, she knows.' "And now you're looking at me with your 'damn, she knows' face. Damn, you know." Lusa shakes her head and gets out of bed. "Well....." Thranduil sighs. "I'm just a little ill, that's all. Thrandy honey, elves don't just get ill." Then he becomes pale. Lusa always knows. He hates that. "Alright, alright. Well, there we go." To Lusa's relief her husband finally confesses. "I drank your new expresso recipe." Lusa sighs and facepalms. "You knew Mark and I are still working on that. That was our only one. We need more coffee bones for a new one, and they are only be delivered once a month. We haven't tested it yet." Thranduil presses his lips together. "Well, you have now." Now she lowers her hand and stares back at Thranduil. "I'm sorry." Lusa laughs and shakes her head. "Well, now you know the price it takes. I hope you aren't that ill, are you? No, just a little. That's good." She says while walking towards him and kisses him. After she walks back to her desk. "Isn't Legolas coming back today? Aye. I hope their journey went well. Should we be heading outside to await them?" Asks Thranduil. "Nope. Why not?" She sighs again and turns back to her husband. "I'm Queen Lusa, I'm known for being late. Always, everywhere." Thranduil chuckles.

Legolas has just arrived back in Avaria with his companions. Sonhar already awaits them. "Ah, Legolas. Hello Sonhar. Why isn't my adar here to await me? He usually always awaits me. I don't know." Sonhar notices the others now. "So, who are your companions? Oh, right!" Legolas laughs and turns around. "This is Lord Elrond, from Rivendell. These are his twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir. And their brother, Estel. And this is Elrond's assistant and minstrel, Lindir. Welcome in Avaria, to you all. Well, let's head inside, shall we?" They walk inside the palace. "You must hungry and exhausted after this long journey. I shall first lead you to your rooms." They follow Sonhar to the bedrooms. There they meet Queen Lusa, her sisters, her husband and Mark. "Welcome, my travelers, to my Realm. I'm glad you've arrived save. Me too Lusa." Elrond steps forward. "Let me introduce me and my companions. My name is Elrond, Lord of Rivendell. These are my sons, Estel, Elladan and Elrohir. And this is my assistant and minstrel, Lindir. We thank you for your invitation, my queen. Ah. Well, I think you will already know my husband. These are my sisters, Emily and Laila. And this is my Taïnglo, Mark. We are glad to have you here. Although I don't like to keep going with this formal language." Lusa laughs. Then she turns her head from Elrond and to the twins. "So, twins huh? Aye." She sighs. "Oh my." She sighs again and turns around. "I already don't remember who's who anymore." She whispers to Emily.

A few minutes later in the twins' room. Elladan is ordening his room and giving a place to his stuff. Elrohir haven't done anything yet and lays down on his bed. "Ro, aren't you going to do anything?" But his twin doesn't respond and keeps staring at the ceiling. Elladan turns around and walks toward his brother. "Ro!? Huh, what?" Ro sits up and looks at his twin who facepalms now. "Do you remember that blond haired girl, Dan? What blond haired girl? Emily." Elrohir lies back down again and stares back at the ceiling. "Yeah.... Emily, isn't that a beautiful name? Ro, wake up. She's never going to pick you. You haven't even saw her brother. You were to busy with studying the patrons on the walls." Elrohir rolls his eyes. "Well, she can't be that beautiful. And even if she is, then she's never going to pick you. How do you mean, Dan? Because if she really is, then she will only pick a really handsome person. Like me." Elrohir raises an eyebrow at his twin. "Dan, maybe you haven't noticed yet, but we look the same. No, we don't! I'm the more handsome one, that's what distinguishes us! Not true!"