Disclaimer: I am not associated with Lord of the Rings in any way. I have nothing to do with any of the original characters in/for Lord of the rings. I'm just obsessed with giving Legolas a love life. I do own only the original character, Melayren and her mother, Saradell.

Chapter 1

The situations and quotes in this first chapter were taken from J.R.R. Tolkien's Return of the King. I am not trying to plagiarize and I'm certainly not getting any money from this. I just want to set the stage of a dream wedding and make believe attraction for Legolas.

The Third Age: 3019 S.R. 1419

May 1st

This was a great day for the people of Gondor. The power of the three rings was no longer and there was a new King to be named. There was an assembly of many people within the walls of Minas Tirith.

Faramir, the Steward, bid the people of Gondor is Aragorn son of Arathorn, chieftain of the Dunedain of Arnor, Captain of the Host of the West, bearer of the star of the North, weilder of the sword reforged, victorious in battle, the Elfstone, should be king and enter the city and live there.

The people, with one voice, cried, "Yea."

Faramir held up the crown that had once belonged to Earnur, the previous king. The crown was all white in color and shaped like them helmets of the guards of the Citadel. The wings on either side were adorned with pearls and silver, resembling a sea-bird.

Aragorn held the crown high and said, "Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come. In this place will I abide and my heirs, unto the ending of the world."

Aragorn gave the crown back to Faramir and said, "By the labor and valor of many I have come into my inheritance. In token of this I would have the Ring-bearer bring the crown to me and let Mithrandir [Gandalf] set it upon my head, if he will; for he has been the mover of all that has been accomplished, and this is his victory."

Frodo took the crown from Faramir and then took it over to Gandalf. Aragorn knelt and Gandalf placed the white crown upon his head. Gandalf said, "Now come the days of the King, and may they be blessed while the thrones of the Valar endure!"

Faramir cried, "Behold the King!" Aragorn was then known as King Elessar; E;essar of the line of Valandil.

Over the following days, Aragorn sat at his thrown and pronounced his judgments, while the companions of the Ring stayed in Minas Tirith with Galdalf. They were happy.

Aragorn knew that the time for the eight friends to go their own way was near. He didn't want it to end just yet.

"At last all such things must end, but I would have you wait a little while longer: for the end of the deeds that you have shared in has not yet come. A day draws near that I have looked for in all the years of my manhood, and when it comes I would have my friends beside me." Of what he mentioned he would not say and it left them all wondering.

Gandalf and Aragorn walked out of the city one night and they took a mountain path to a high hallow. Surveying the land that was now Aragorn's Relm, Gandalf told Aragorn that it was his duty to preserve all that must be preserved and start the new year with great hope.

There, Aragorn found the sapling of the White Tree. It was from the line of Nimloth the fair, and that was a seedling of Galathilionm and the fruit of Telperion, the

Eldest of Trees.

Aragorn uprooted the sapling and carried it back to the Citadel. There he planted the new tree in the courtyard by the fountain, and it began to grow. In the beginning of June it began to blossom. Aragorn smiled and said, "The sign is given and the day is not far off."

Mid-Year's Day arrived. Aragorn's messengers arrived and then it was announced that it was the King's wedding day. The city was made ready.

All the people of the city gathered as evening began to take over the sky. The sun was setting in the west and stars began to shine in the darkening blue sky of the East. The air became cool and fragrant with the many summer blossoms surrounding all of Minas Tirith.

Riders could be seen coming from the North at a slow pace. The people of Gondor stirred and sighed in awe as they watched a caravan of Elves drawing closer to the gates of Minas Titith. The first to ride in great splendor was Elrohir and Elladan with a banner of silver, followed by Glorfindel and Erestor and all the house of Rivendell.

Gimli let out a sigh and then drew in a great breath. Legolas glanced down at his friend and smiled. He then looked back at the procession that Gimli could not take his eyes from. There came the Lady Galadriel and Celeborn, Lord of Lothlorien, riding on giant white horses. They were followed by many elves from their own land. All the elves were dressed in fine grey cloaks and white gems gleamed in each Elve's hair.

Aragorn also had trouble looking away. He found the object of his heart riding a grey horse and he smiled with much longing. Beside Arwen was her father, Master Elrond, mighty among Elves and Men. Behind them were elves from Rivendell. Fair, in contrast, were the faces of all the Elves and the evening stars shown brightly upon them. Aragorn had never felt his heart well with such love for the beautiful Arwen as it did at that moment.

Frodo watched Arwen glimmer in the prominent moonlight and turned to Gandalf, "At last I understand why we have waited! This is the ending. Now not only shall today be loved, but tonight shall be beautiful and blessed and all fear pass away!"

Gandalf smiled at the hobbit and nodded his head. This night would be joyous and long remembered by all present.

The wedding caravan slowly made its way through the thick forest and down a medium grade slope. The wind gently caressed each elf and carried a warm scent of earth.

Arwen contently gazed at the passing trees and floral bushes that lined the mountain trail. She twisted slightly in her saddle and peered back at her cousin, with a smile on her face. She was still overcome with joy at seeing her favorite relative after 21 years. "I still can't believe that you have been gone so long. I never knew how much I truly missed you, Melayren."

Melayren smiled and urged her pony to quicken so that she may ride alongside Arwen for a stretch. Reaching out her right palm, she took hold and gently squeezed Arwen's left hand. "I shall stay with you for a while. I have need to return to Ered Luin within two months. They have some new textiles that must be shipped. One day you must sail with me. It's quite adventurous."

Arwen smiled in deep wonder. She couldn't imagine leaving the woods. They were her existence and her healer. She felt at peace.

Ahead of the caravan the path began to narrow once again. Arwen devilishly smiled at Melayren and said, "The road narrows. You had best take your place once more… behind me."

Melayren laughed boisterously and bowed her head, "As you wish, my Princess." She then gave Arwen's hand a small shake and slowed her palfrey to fall behind Arwen's horse.

Arwen was garmed in beautifully flowing robes of Lavender. She carried with her a light fragrance of wild botanical flowers that intoxicated the senses. "I dare say that you rival our beloved Grandmother at this very moment, cousin Arwen."

Arwen turned slightly and replied in a hushed voice, "Oh, don't allow our Lady Galadriel to hear you call her that!" Then with another grin she added, "Though she may have already heard you call her that, in her mirror."

It was a long time jest that the two elf maidens shared about the Lady of the Wood. Lady Galadriel always knew what the two cousins were doing and what havoc they were causing, in their early years. It was a comforting thought that they were watched over.

The sound of horse hooves was slightly muffled when a great cheer was heard from the direction of the front caravan. The people of Gondor were giving welcome to the Elves and the time had come that they reached their destination. Excitement flowed through the evening air. The sky was turning a brilliant Sapphire blue and the stars began to illuminate the green leaves of each tree and shine upon the faces of the fair folk of the wood. The glory at that moment was reserved for Arwen, for the stars created a soft glow at her brough and she appeared of wondrous illusion. She was the true Evenstar.

All the elves reached the inner walls of Minas Tirith. The horses formed small rows and left a large area for Master Elrond and Arwen to approach the King.

Aragorn welcomed his guests and all the elves dismounted. Elrond helped Arwen from her horse and they approached the King respectfully. Elrond handed Aragorn the scepter of Annuminas, and then laid Arwen's hand in Aragorn's hand. The two peered into each other's eyes momentarily and then ascended the stairs into the High City, together.

Slowly the members of the Fellowship and the heads of the houses of Elves followed Gandalf into the city to watch the exchange of marriage vows. The remaining elves followed suite and when all were seated among the many benches and chairs provided, the ceremony began.

Melayren wiped at tears that continued to flow down her cheeks. Her heart was filled with a happiness that shown through her eyes. She looked around her to see the admiration in the faces of all the witnesses. She saw the proud face of Gandalf, and the smiling faces of the heroes of the eight members remaining from the 'Nine Walkers'. One member, of the fellowship, commanded her admiration. He was unaware of her eyes on him and she took the advantage to study him. Melayren knew this elf even without being introduced to him. This was the elf-warrior who traveled the perils to help the ring-bearer defeat Sauron. He is known as Legolas.

Melayren listened to the words spoken in the ceremony, but she continued to study the elf prince. He looked graceful and kind, collected and peaceful. Melayren couldn't see the fierceness that could slay an enemy at the blink of an eye; but she knew it existed, for all elves were very quick in reflex.

Melayren looked away and watched as Aragorn lightly kissed Arwen on the lips. Everyone applauded and cheered with great merriment. When Melayren glanced at Legolas once more, she stared directly into his eyes. For a brief moment, nothing else in the great hall existed. A warm feeling rose to her cheeks and she quickly looked away.