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Chapter 1
Legolas was in exceptionally high spirits. As he rode through the gate of Imladris, he thought about the wonderful evening he was about to spend in Lord Elrond's home, in the company of his beloved Arwen.
He and Arwen had been courting like this for about 100 years now, and they were falling deeper and deeper into blissful love. In fact, Legolas was beginning to contemplate how to ask her to marry him when he saw Elrohir waiting for him.
"Greetings, mellon nin," he said as he dismounted his horse. "I hope I find you and all the occupant of Rivendell well?"
"We are all very well, Legolas. In particular my sister, whom I think you look forward to seeing with the most enthusiasm."
"Indeed, I am eager to see Arwen. I hope she's here?" said Legolas, suddenly anxious that his beloved would not be present when he most dearly missed her, even though she had told him she would be returning here.
"Luckily for you," replied Elrohir with a sly grin, "she just returned from staying with our mother's people in Lothlorien."
"Maar!"
"But before the two of you can have some time alone," proclaimed Elrohir, the grin widening, 'you must have some nourishment and pay due courtesies to other members of the household."
So the two elves walked together to the Hall of Fire, where Legolas was pleased to see several of his closest friends. He greeted Elladan in much the same manner as he had Elrohir, then turned to Elrond.
"It is good to see you, Lord Elrond," said Legolas with a bow.
"And you, Prince Legolas. May I inquire on your father's well-being?"
"When last I saw him, about three months ago, he was in perfect health, as usual."
"Good, good. Are you staying with us long?"
"Alas, no," sighed Legolas with a glance at Arwen. "I can only stay in your gracious hospitality the night. I am on the way home, as my father greatly requires my presence in his court."
"That is indeed unfortunate, as Aragorn is expected home soon, and I knew how good friends you are."
"Unfortunate it may be, but I do not despair overly much, for I parted with him but this morning."
"Really? Well, in that case I must go oversee a feast in celebration of Arwen's return and your visit."
Legolas finally turned to Arwen. No words passed between them, but the look they exchanged said all that needed to be said. As soon as Elrond was safely out of the hall, Legolas rushed over and gathered her into his arms and kissed her more passionately than he ever had he ever had before. Elrohir and Elladan just stood there looking embarrassed.
Arwen was the first to recover and remember where they were." My love, we must join in the feast."
"I would assume your presence would be missed," agreed Elladan, trying and failing to keep a straight face.
So they all walked together to the dining hall, Legolas's arm still around Arwen's waist.
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Everyone enjoyed the feast and the songs and poetry in the Hall of Fire that followed, but Legolas was eager to be alone with Arwen. So he caught her eye and nodded towards the door. She nodded her understanding then quietly slipped away. Legolas followed suit soon after.
They met in the gardens. They exchanged words of what was happening in the world, but those were meaningless, just meant to fill the silence. Most of the time they were silent, lost in each other's eyes and the love they found there.
"I really must go in now," she said finally, breaking the silence.
"I suppose." They exchanged one last passionate kiss before going their separate ways to their bedchambers.
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The next morning, Legolas said his farewells to everyone, promising to return soon. As Elrond was present, he had to be satisfied with a small, lingering kiss on Arwen's cheek (which nevertheless caused Elrond to raise his eyebrows), then he turned away and headed through the gates.
How much he would come to rue that departure.
Chapter 1
Legolas was in exceptionally high spirits. As he rode through the gate of Imladris, he thought about the wonderful evening he was about to spend in Lord Elrond's home, in the company of his beloved Arwen.
He and Arwen had been courting like this for about 100 years now, and they were falling deeper and deeper into blissful love. In fact, Legolas was beginning to contemplate how to ask her to marry him when he saw Elrohir waiting for him.
"Greetings, mellon nin," he said as he dismounted his horse. "I hope I find you and all the occupant of Rivendell well?"
"We are all very well, Legolas. In particular my sister, whom I think you look forward to seeing with the most enthusiasm."
"Indeed, I am eager to see Arwen. I hope she's here?" said Legolas, suddenly anxious that his beloved would not be present when he most dearly missed her, even though she had told him she would be returning here.
"Luckily for you," replied Elrohir with a sly grin, "she just returned from staying with our mother's people in Lothlorien."
"Maar!"
"But before the two of you can have some time alone," proclaimed Elrohir, the grin widening, 'you must have some nourishment and pay due courtesies to other members of the household."
So the two elves walked together to the Hall of Fire, where Legolas was pleased to see several of his closest friends. He greeted Elladan in much the same manner as he had Elrohir, then turned to Elrond.
"It is good to see you, Lord Elrond," said Legolas with a bow.
"And you, Prince Legolas. May I inquire on your father's well-being?"
"When last I saw him, about three months ago, he was in perfect health, as usual."
"Good, good. Are you staying with us long?"
"Alas, no," sighed Legolas with a glance at Arwen. "I can only stay in your gracious hospitality the night. I am on the way home, as my father greatly requires my presence in his court."
"That is indeed unfortunate, as Aragorn is expected home soon, and I knew how good friends you are."
"Unfortunate it may be, but I do not despair overly much, for I parted with him but this morning."
"Really? Well, in that case I must go oversee a feast in celebration of Arwen's return and your visit."
Legolas finally turned to Arwen. No words passed between them, but the look they exchanged said all that needed to be said. As soon as Elrond was safely out of the hall, Legolas rushed over and gathered her into his arms and kissed her more passionately than he ever had he ever had before. Elrohir and Elladan just stood there looking embarrassed.
Arwen was the first to recover and remember where they were." My love, we must join in the feast."
"I would assume your presence would be missed," agreed Elladan, trying and failing to keep a straight face.
So they all walked together to the dining hall, Legolas's arm still around Arwen's waist.
**************************************************************************** ***
Everyone enjoyed the feast and the songs and poetry in the Hall of Fire that followed, but Legolas was eager to be alone with Arwen. So he caught her eye and nodded towards the door. She nodded her understanding then quietly slipped away. Legolas followed suit soon after.
They met in the gardens. They exchanged words of what was happening in the world, but those were meaningless, just meant to fill the silence. Most of the time they were silent, lost in each other's eyes and the love they found there.
"I really must go in now," she said finally, breaking the silence.
"I suppose." They exchanged one last passionate kiss before going their separate ways to their bedchambers.
**************************************************************************** ***
The next morning, Legolas said his farewells to everyone, promising to return soon. As Elrond was present, he had to be satisfied with a small, lingering kiss on Arwen's cheek (which nevertheless caused Elrond to raise his eyebrows), then he turned away and headed through the gates.
How much he would come to rue that departure.