Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Lord of the Rings, the characters or places- but I do own the O/C
A/N: So, this is no ordinary Legomance in fact I'm considering creating my own category Legolirt (Legolas- Flirt). Even though I do love a good Legomance as well as the romantic aspect of the stories I always feel there isn't enough sexual tension! Although this does not represent Legolas in the same way as the books or films this is how I would like to imagine him before he had to accept his royal responsibilities. This is based on a younger, less responsible Legolas who is more light-hearted, playful and dare I say more flirtatious? Also can I add I am a huge fan of LOTR books and films alike so would understand if people are adverse to my portrayal but this is just a bit of fun! In particular I know "The neri and the nissi being equal, there can only be a union of one with one." are Tolkien's own words on Elven marriage basically meaning sex = marriage for elves but for the sake of girls who like to imagine I am going against this- sorry Tolkien. All the speech would be in elven of course. Rate and Review if you want J I'll probably update regardless for my own entertainment!
Legolas Greenleaf, the Prince of Mirkwood, is due to arrive in Lothlorien to the she-elfs delight. Rumours are spreading that he was sent by Thranduil to look for a wife but how will he react when there is one elf who doesn't seem interested? Bad summary I know! Story based on a younger more flirtatious and playful Legolas with buckets of sexual tension. LegolasxOC hopefully not a Mary-Sue but I can't promise anything!
Chapter 1: Anticipation
As the golden trees rustled in the wind it was as though they too were whispering about the visitors who would soon be here. All around Lothlorien preparations were already being made for the arrival of the Prince of Mirkwood; lanterns were being lit, the tables laid for the banquet and the elf-maidens were alight with anticipation. It had been many decades since the Prince had visited and if the whispers and murmurs were true, he was arriving on instruction of his father to find a wife. In a clearing on the outskirts of Caras Galadhon a small crowd of she-elves was forming each dressed in their finest gowns of blue and silver to greet the visitors and talking excitedly about the Prince's arrival.
As she came closer to the group, Alassë smiled at the sight of all her friends dressed in their best clothes only to quickly check her own appearance. She smoothed down her dress absentmindedly; it was a simple design in powder blue; thinking ahead she had saved her favourite dress for the ball a few weeks from now. Her golden hair flowed down her back, pinned, with the insistence of her mother, a white flower. Alassë smiled with the memory, she was sure her mother had been more excited than her this morning. 'First impressions are everything' she had fussed inspecting her daughters' gown and hair 'don't worry, stay calm and for the love of Eru don't be rude!' she had insisted as Alassë had escaped through the door.
Now approaching the clearing she felt a flutter of nerves in her stomach, she may have rolled her eyes at her mothers' worries this morning but inside she was undoubtedly excited. She was just about to share this with her friends who were clustered on the edge of the group when Haldir the warden of the Northern Borders spoke up 'We are pleased to inform you that the company of Prince Greenleaf has entered the realm and is swiftly approaching, please arrange yourselves in preparation for his arrival'. Immediately the girls started to form a line along the edge of the clearing, smoothing down their hair and murmuring with excitement and nerves. Slipping beside her friends Morwen and Herenya in the line Alassë stood quietly listening out for the party's approach. Soon the other girls joined her in silence and the only noises were their quiet breaths and the rustles of the leaves until in the distance their sharp hearing picked up the sound of approaching horses; they were coming.
Alassë looked out into the northern trees her eyes scanning for movement; until she saw six white horses appear, the men dressed in green riding clothes with bows and quivers on their backs. The group rode swiftly and quickly came to a halt in front of the assembled girls, elegantly dismounting and coming to stand parallel to the group though easily outnumbered. Alassë studied each of the riders' faces trying to determine who was the Prince, one rider was tall and his face angular another had a broader figure and strong cheekbones. However, her gaze was interrupted when one of the elves stepped out from the line placing his hand on his chest. Alassë sighed, although the elf was no doubt good-looking, with piercing green eyes and long brown hair she couldn't help but be disappointed, he wasn't the elf Prince she had been expecting.
'It is my pleasure...' the elf spoke '…To introduce to you, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood'. Alassës heart skipped in anticipation as one of the taller elves stepped from the line and bowed deeply. He was slender yet his arm muscles were defined through his clothes no doubt from the archery he was so famous for even in Lorien. Alassë had to suppress a laugh at her mistake and surprise; to her horror this resulted in a strange squeak escaping her mouth. Her hands flew to her mouth and she could see Morwen silently shaking with laughter next to her.
The Prince looked along the line until he saw her. His face emotionless, his blue eyes burning into her green eyes, her heart fluttered in embarrassment but she held his gaze. This seemed to surprise him and Alassë was sure she saw a flash of curiosity in his eyes before he returned to addressing the rest of the line. 'The pleasure is mine' he spoke, his voice soft and serious. 'Now if you may excuse us, my men and I have had a long journey and wish to freshen up before meeting with The Lady. I am sure we will all meet again this evening' with this he bowed his head and Alassë saw a small smile playing on his lips.
But by the time he righted himself his face was politely composed, smiling politely with his eyes serious once again 'Until then ladies…' he smiled, before leading his men to the path guided by Haldir. The girls watched him leave until he was lost in the trees. Finally relaxing Alassë bowed her head -great- she sighed before catching her friends laughing at her and closing her eyes in embarrassment –did that just happen!?-.
Sorry it's so short, just needed to find my feet and set the scene!
-J