She Is Vàna

Foreword:

They met in Minas Tirith, he an Elven Prince and she a mortal of royal lineage. Neither of them knew what life would bring under the fair stars of Middle Earth, but they didn't think of love.

Chapter I

She is Vàna

King Elessar, or Aragorn to those close to him, was hosting a Midsummer festival in Minas Tirith and Legolas was delighted to join in the festivities. He brought along Gimli in hopes of distracting Aragorn's son long enough to talk with his father. Little did he know that his attentions would be captured by another.

Legolas stepped into the courtyard and was instantly tackled by Eldarion, Aragorn's son. Eldarion always loved when the elf visited, but was even more pleased when he saw Gimli trailing behind Legolas. He was able to get away long enough to greet his friend.

"Mellon Nin, so good to see you." Aragorn greeted pulling him into a hug.

"And you, Estel." Legolas answered. They exchanged news and pleasantries when Arwen joined them along with another. Legolas greeted her with a gentle hug and then turned to the new comer.

"She is Vàna," Arwen supplied.

He bowed and she curtsied. In taking her hand he kissed it and said, "My lady."

"My lord," her deep voice answered with a strange accent.

Legolas was surprised by her beauty. Her dark hair was short, barely reaching her chin. Her light eyes held an age that was well past her years. She was short as well; a little shorter than Arwen but she held he head in a regal fashion, like she was a practiced queen. He was quite taken with her.

Suddenly a small figure appeared between them and the moment was lost. Legolas heard Aragorn chiding Eldarion for interrupting.

"It is all right, Mellon Nin. He is just excited to see his uncle Legolas," he said never taking his eyes from her face.

Vàna smiled and then her own name was heard. "If you will excuse me my lords, lady," she said before moving off to the source of the call.

"Who is she? She is beautiful," Legolas remarked, struggling with Eldarion, who was trying to get Legolas to see something over the city wall.

"She is a visiting diplomat from a far off country," Aragorn answered.

"Then she will be leaving soon?"

"No, I expect not," Aragorn answered. "Her land is in turmoil and she is an exile. I fear that she will never be able to return home."

Legolas was saddened by this but for some reason elated. He wanted to learn more about her.

Legolas pulled away from Eldarion, who was then told off by Aragorn, followed her across the courtyard and asked for a dance. Her companion stifled a giggle but she gladly accepted.

"Aragorn told me of your country's plight. I am sorry," he said making conversation.

"There is nothing to be sorry about. My people did it to themselves. I am just glad that they exiled me so I don't have to watch their destruction."

"Is that not harsh to say of your homeland?"

"No, it is not, my lord. Not when they brought it upon themselves." She glanced around the courtyard and said, "This is a beautiful place but I hear it is nothing compared to the forests. I hear that you are from one of them."

"I am from the land of Greenwood, to the North."

"I even hear that you are the crown prince of your land."

"That is true though I wish it not."

"Why?"

"Because I have no desire to rule."

"That is a pity because from I have seen I think you would make a fine ruler."

He looked at her curiously. "When did you see that?"

She smiled. "I have sat in many councils with Aragorn much to the disdain of the members, but he finds my opinion, when needed, to be invaluable."

Legolas realized that he needed to change the subject before it turned to politics. "I have not heard the name of Vàna in many years and it was said about a lady that had passed beyond the seas long ago. It is high praise to be given the name of one of the Valinor. What is your family name?" Legolas noted that she suddenly looked uncomfortable, but before he could ask why the dance ended and Legolas was instantly engaged by Eldarion. Vàna smiled and went to talk to her friend, he watched her closely. Legolas suddenly wished that he knew the feelings that flooded his mind.

A/N: Here it is. The long awaited LOTR Fic. After months of trying to finish it, it is done. I hope you like it! (By the way this is only chapter 1)