I am King of Gondor, Aragorn son of Arathorn
I have been blessed with many things after the war and the ending of the third age, one my wife Arwen Eveningstar the Undmóiel of her people, a beauty that is hard surpassed. We soon hope for a son, and I, to be a father is a great thing indeed.
There has been one thing I have desired though, he has been in my thoughts ever since I laid eyes on him. Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil the King of the Northern Elves of Mirkwood. This Beautiful Prince who I long for to be mine.
Although I had grown up with elves Legolas was different, it was his body the way he moved, I longed for him to touch me. The way his hair moved in a warm breeze, the light bounce in his step
His perfection bewildered me.
Though his beauty was amazing it was far surpassed by his eyes, their distant look I often wondered if they ever found the answers.
When he looked at me it sent shivers down my spine, I would tingle and my heart would race. When I looked into them it was like only being able to see the top of a pond, if he looked at me I could see my reflection. That was all I could see though I would never know the true depths.
These thoughts have troubled me for a long time. I mean are these feeling right? I love Arwen, but the lust i feel for this man is stronger than I have felt for any woman.
The feeling burns inside me how i have longed, i wonder on the thought that he could ever feel the same. If he to burns with passion and lust at the thought of me
I will keep this feeling a secret, i am brave enough to stand at Saurons front door and dare him to stand before me. Though i don't have the heart to speak of my feelings to this man.
Maybe someday I will.
I hope.
