*******************LATER*********************************
The sun glinted through the canopy of leaves overhead and focused its rays onto the luscious forestry. Amaniël breathed in the cool air and sighed in contentment. The early morning dew moistened her bare feet as she walked through the grass. She lifted her skirts up and gasped silently as she felt the sensation of the cold dew upon her warm feet. She took a moment to stop and revel in her surroundings. She closed her eyes and let the gentle breeze waft around her, she started to sway with its delicate rhythm. With her eyes shut her ears were increasingly alert to the bird song and the incessant whispering of the leaves overhead.
She felt the tender brush of lips on her own. Her eyes opened, surprise dominating her midnight blue eyes. Legolas stood in front of her and smiled slyly. His lips twisted into a boyish grin. The rhythm and melody of nature forgotten, Amaniël slid into Legolas' embrace, pulling away at the last second to hook one foot behind his, knocking him off balance. Legolas gave a startled cry as he found himself on the forest floor. Amaniël grinned impishly as she held out a hand to help him up.
"That was cruel," he said taking on a hurt tone of voice.
"Do not pout dear heart, it does not become you." She laughed gaily at the mock-offended look he wore.
She kissed him and suppressed a laugh as his hurt look was replaced by a genuine smile. Once more she relished the contentment that streamed through her body. She felt his warm arms encircle her waist, holding her, protecting her. He absent-mindedly started to stroke her dark hair and in that second, that seemingly insignificant second, whilst all around her was silent, she realised she knew love. Real love, not a flight of fancy like the one that had made her long for Aragorn. An indescribable emotion that made her live, not just exist and as Legolas bent to kiss her, she turned to him and uttered almost inaudibly.
"I Love You"
She had expected him to career off like a wild pony, eyes widened and shocked within. But he simply tightened his hold on her and before he opened his mouth repeat her words, she knew he felt the same.
They walked through the forestry and back into Rivendell. In the courtyard they came across Arwen and Aragorn. Taking leave of their partners, Amaniël went with Arwen and Legolas with Aragorn and the respective smiles of the lovers radiated for all to see. Amaniël turned to try and put even a semblance of her happiness into words, but she could see she didn't have to. The same bliss was written upon Arwen's features. Arwen spoke fathoms with the irremovable smile that she wore. Amaniël mirrored this perfectly and as the two female elves walked through Rivendell, many envied them for the happiness they had found and the Love that not only radiated from them but also lived in them.
The sun glinted through the canopy of leaves overhead and focused its rays onto the luscious forestry. Amaniël breathed in the cool air and sighed in contentment. The early morning dew moistened her bare feet as she walked through the grass. She lifted her skirts up and gasped silently as she felt the sensation of the cold dew upon her warm feet. She took a moment to stop and revel in her surroundings. She closed her eyes and let the gentle breeze waft around her, she started to sway with its delicate rhythm. With her eyes shut her ears were increasingly alert to the bird song and the incessant whispering of the leaves overhead.
She felt the tender brush of lips on her own. Her eyes opened, surprise dominating her midnight blue eyes. Legolas stood in front of her and smiled slyly. His lips twisted into a boyish grin. The rhythm and melody of nature forgotten, Amaniël slid into Legolas' embrace, pulling away at the last second to hook one foot behind his, knocking him off balance. Legolas gave a startled cry as he found himself on the forest floor. Amaniël grinned impishly as she held out a hand to help him up.
"That was cruel," he said taking on a hurt tone of voice.
"Do not pout dear heart, it does not become you." She laughed gaily at the mock-offended look he wore.
She kissed him and suppressed a laugh as his hurt look was replaced by a genuine smile. Once more she relished the contentment that streamed through her body. She felt his warm arms encircle her waist, holding her, protecting her. He absent-mindedly started to stroke her dark hair and in that second, that seemingly insignificant second, whilst all around her was silent, she realised she knew love. Real love, not a flight of fancy like the one that had made her long for Aragorn. An indescribable emotion that made her live, not just exist and as Legolas bent to kiss her, she turned to him and uttered almost inaudibly.
"I Love You"
She had expected him to career off like a wild pony, eyes widened and shocked within. But he simply tightened his hold on her and before he opened his mouth repeat her words, she knew he felt the same.
They walked through the forestry and back into Rivendell. In the courtyard they came across Arwen and Aragorn. Taking leave of their partners, Amaniël went with Arwen and Legolas with Aragorn and the respective smiles of the lovers radiated for all to see. Amaniël turned to try and put even a semblance of her happiness into words, but she could see she didn't have to. The same bliss was written upon Arwen's features. Arwen spoke fathoms with the irremovable smile that she wore. Amaniël mirrored this perfectly and as the two female elves walked through Rivendell, many envied them for the happiness they had found and the Love that not only radiated from them but also lived in them.