-1Disclaimer: Okay, I don't own Eowyn or Legolas, that nice Mr Tolkien does. Enjoy!
Wait for me.
He waited, maybe it was hours, maybe it was years. All he knew was that this would be the last time he could see his love before he left for Valinor and she would be lost to him.
He sighed inwardly, if he stayed on middle-earth with her, she would die a mortal death and leave him. Yet he knew that he would find no peace in the undying lands without his angel.
Legolas' sharp elven ears caught the slight tread of a woman approaching him from behind. Turning to face her, he brought one hand up to frame her face, catching a single curl of golden hair.
She was a beautiful now as she was when he first laid eyes on her.
"I am here, my lord." the young woman murmured, gazing upon the only man-no elf- she could ever love.
She would rather die than lose him. Yet, if he stayed with her she would die and inflict such hurt on his soul. She therefore made her choice, it would kill her, yet she knew she was strong. She must bear the pain alone.
Legolas looked at his love, unable to express his affection in the common tongue, he decided to speak in his mother tongue;
"Vanimle sila tiri, Melamin."
(your beauty shines bright, my love)
She shook her head, unable to understand the melodious tune, yet able to see the meaning in his eyes.
"You are elf-born, I am a mere woman. It was a dream, and that is all it can ever be" she turned her head into the shadows, all the better to hide the tears that were trickling down her face.
Legolas placed his hand under her chin and turned it to face him. Then, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, pouring into those few moments all of the love, affection, and admiration he had for her. She kissed him back just as fiercely, showing him all of the regret, longing and love she held for him.
As they separated for the last time. He looked at her departing form and whispered the words that she heard with the desperation of a dying soul and she would treasure in her heart forever.
"I love you Eowyn…wait for me."
So, what do you think? The bunnies are just sitting at the computer waiting for the reviews to roll in, you wouldn't want to disappoint them would you?
A sequel may surface in the near future with Eowyn's point of view.
Till then, namaarie. (farewell)