Amara wasn't watching where she was going. She didn't care at that point where it was, she just needed to get away. She wasn't sure what had come over her, but as those flames glowed yellow all she could think about was Vega. Every good time, every bad time, the last time, all of the time ever spent with her sister came flooding to the foreground of her mind, and she couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly collapsed where she was; tears pouring like a flood from her eyes.

She shouldn't have had the music up so loud; it wasn't like her parents had never fought before. If it had been quieter then she would have heard the phone, she could have gone and gotten Vega, and Vega and she would be safe at home. She wouldn't have to be in this weird place that may not even exist, she would be home with people who cared about her, people who loved her, and she would have her Vega with her.

She crying so hard she was shaking. Suddenly there was a roar behind her. She turned and as she looked she saw a white flame shoot to the sky. She stared at her, the steady steam of tears still flowing, only silently this time. She couldn't tear her eyes away until as suddenly as the flame had gone up, it went down, and the sight of it was once again blocked by the trees. Trying to calm herself Amara turned back around, only to feel the pressure of a hand on her shoulder. Turning only her head Amara looked up, but instead of meeting smooth skin and bright eyes that she thought would be there she saw white hot flame. Quickly jumping up and back against a tree Amara's heart beat sped up. When the flame didn't move she looked closer at it. She couldn't believe what she saw; the flame was the exact shape of her sister. Quickly Amara slapped a hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming. She stared at what could have only been a mirage, and it seemed to stare right back at her. Suddenly the thing's head turned back to look into the trees. Turning its head back it slowly walked towards Amara, who was frozen in fear and shock. The thing grabbed hold on the bracelet Legolas had given to Amara, and suddenly it was gone.

Amara stared at the bracelet not believing what she had seen. Suddenly she heard her name being called. She looked up and saw Aara coming towards her. She walked towards Aara scared and shaking with streaks of tears down her face. When she reached Aara, Aara grabbed her by the arms.

"Amara? What happened?" Aara asked.

"I…I… I don't know." Amara said before once again breaking down.

Aara, being smaller than Amara couldn't hold her for very long, so she lowered both herself and Amara to the ground, comforting Amara as she cried.

Tavas soon came upon the two girls on the ground. Before he could even ask what was wrong, Aara had shushed him. She motioned for him to come over. He kneeled by them and started to slowly rub circles on Amara's back, just as he did with Tinue when he woke from a nightmare. They sat that way until Amara's crying had subsided somewhat.

After a while Amara pulled out of the embrace she was in and stood up wiping at the streaks on her face. "We should get back." She said quietly.

"Are you sure?" Tavas asked.

"Yes." She said walking off toward the festival. Tavas followed directly after Amara, Aara stopped a moment and bent down picking up the orange tulip she had put in Amara's room. She had found it on the floor and thought it went perfectly; Amara didn't seem to have noticed it was there.

When the three of them emerged from the woods Wilya and Legolas were there to greet them. Both immediately running over to them the moment Amara emerged from the woods.

"Amara are you all right?" Wilya asked hugging her.

"I'm fine." Amara said as she was released.

"Are you sure?" Legolas asked taking her hand in his.

"Yes, I'm sure." Amara said giving his hand a light squeeze. "Why don't we go dance?" she suggested.

"Amara," Aara called. Amara turned around. "This fell out of your hair." Aara said holding the flower out.

"I didn't even know you had put it in there." Amara said taking the flower from Aara's out stretched hand.

"It was on the side, towards the back." Aara said as Amara stuck it behind her ear.

"Thank you," Amara said "Let's go dance" Amara, still holding Legolas' hand pulled him towards the center of the clearing where the dancing was still in full swing. The band was in the middle of a slow song, having just finished a ceremony of love it was only fitting. They stopped before they reached the dancing area so that Legolas could place his crutch down, before they headed into the crowd. Amara placed one arm around Legolas' neck, and the other in his hand, and they began to dance. As they danced they got closer and closer together. Legolas couldn't take it any more; he needed to know what had happened.

"Amara?" he asked, "What happened?"

Amara sighed, "It was nothing."

"If it was nothing, you wouldn't have reacted like that." Legolas said taking a hand and lifting her chin with it. "I've never seen anyone react like that over nothing."

Looking into Legolas' eyes Amara pleaded with him, "Please Legolas, I just want to forget about it for now."

Legolas stared into Amara's eyes for a moment before nodding and letting her chin go. They went back to dancing Amara now resting her head on Legolas' shoulder.

When the slow song stopped Amara went and got Legolas' crutch for him so that he could continue to dance with out fear of injuring himself further. They continued dancing until dawn, when the celebration ended.

Legolas and Amara found Tavas and Wilya on their way back to the palace; they had long ago lost Aara. Wilya was carrying a sleeping Tinue in her arms. Amara, herself felt as though she could have fallen asleep right then and there as well, if it weren't for the fact that she had no desire to be trampled by the mob all leaving the same place and heading in the same direction.

When the five of them reached the palace Wilya and Tavas went off in one direction to their rooms, saying their goodbyes, while Legolas insisted on walking Amara to hers. Reaching the door Amara immediately opened it and walked in, Legolas following her.

"Are you going to be alright by yourself?" Legolas asked, still worried about Amara after what had happened.

Smiling Amara walked up to Legolas and took his hands in hers, "I'll be fine. I promise." She said looking straight into his eyes.

"Okay." Legolas said, "Good night then." With that Legolas let go of Amara's hands and turned and left.

Amara sat on her bed for a moment before quickly running out of her room. "Legolas!" she yelled down the hall at him. Legolas stopped and turned, waiting where he was so that Amara could catch up to him. "I wanted to thank you, for the bracelet." Amara said, having remembered that she never did thank him. "It's beautiful." Quickly she rose up on the balls of her feet and kissed him on the cheek before turning and walking quickly back to her room. Legolas sat there shocked for a moment before quietly whispering, "You're welcome" and heading off to his own rooms, a smile on his face.

Back in her room Amara closed the doors and headed to her bath room. She began taking out her hair, she took out the small white rose buds before the orange lily. Holding the lily in her hand she went back out into her bed room and placed it in the vase beside the red one Tavas had given her. Both flowers looked out of place, but Amara didn't care, she went back into the bathroom and continued to take out her hair. When she was done she gave a quick wash to her face then changed into night clothes. It didn't matter how late in the morning it had become Amara was determined to sleep, so after changing she jumped into bed, her new bracelet still on.

While Amara slept most of the town was still going strong. Though many children had gone to bed, the adults merely needed a change of clothes and maybe a bath. After putting Tinue in his bed and changing her clothes Wilya left her and Tavas' rooms and decided to take a walk. On her walk she ran into King Thranduil.

"Hello father." She said as he began to walk beside her.

"Good morning Wilya. Did you enjoy your night?" he asked.

"Very much, Tinue has tired himself out, Tavas is with him." Wilya informed him.

"Was it just the three of you again this year?" The King asked.

"No, Amara came with us…." Wilya said leaving her sentence unfinished.

"Oh …" Thranduil said looking somewhat downcast.

"As did Legolas." She finished with a smile.

Thranduil quickly looked up at Wilya, looking at her face for some sign that she was joking. When he found none he smiled brightly. "He is finally coming back to us I think." Wilya said, voicing the hope that they were all feeling.

"I hope so." Thranduil said. "He hasn't been at all the same since he returned. Some of his changes have been for the better but many for the worse."

"Well love does tend to help." Wilya said, gaining an odd look from Thranduil.

"Love?" he asked.

"Yes, love. Last night at the burning, the fire grew and glowed when Legolas tossed his gift in. I did not see who it was; the fire was so bright I had to shut my eyes. Though I have my suspicions" Wilya said.

"And what might they be?" Thranduil asked.

"Sorry father, I do not wish to say, in case I might jinx it." Wilya would say no more on the subject.

After his encounter with Amara in the hallway Legolas couldn't sleep. He didn't think he could stand much longer either, so making his way to the nearest garden he found a fountain and sat on its edge. Looking up at the statue he saw the familiar woman dancing, he had found his way to the statue where he had began to teach Amara Sindarin. He smiled at the memory, it was the night he began to fall for her, of that he was sure. Legolas' head was spinning; it was all happening so fast. She had been there only less than a month and most of that time was spent unconscious in the healing halls, yet the moment she awoke she was important to him. Legolas had no trouble believing in love at first sight, but this wasn't that. When he had first seen her she was disheveled and awkward, and in her undergarments, but she had smiled at him and shook his hand as if nothing was out of the ordinary. He hadn't been in love then, had he? He had thought her just another human girl his brother had saved, but then that night after dinner, she was wearing a blue dress, and by the fountain in the moonlight… in that moment no one was more beautiful, and there was no where he would have rather been than beside her. He was sure of it now; he was in love with Amara Crin, the confused lost human from some other world. However be fore he would admit it to anyone else there was one thing nagging at the back of his mind. The fire had done what all the stories said it would when it showed true love, but he had covered his eyes. Whose face had shown in the flames? What if it wasn't Amara, and he was wrong, he didn't love her; he only thought he did because she was something new. He decided then that before he told anyone, admitted it to anyone else, he would find out whom the fire had predicted.

As the day went on, the members of the palace went about their day as normally as they could. Chores were done, walks were taken, lessons were conducted, and business went on as normal. There was one oddly common thing found through all of this though; everyone could be heard talking about what had happened to Prince Legolas last night during the burning; apparently the flame had blinded everyone around. The first time in millennia that the fire had shown a soul mate and no one had seen it, which meant that no one could stop talking about it.

In the courtyard on the south side of the palace sat eight young elleths drinking tea and talking about the news of the day, the most beautiful of the eight had a rather devious smile on she heard the latest news.

"No one saw it; I don't even think the Prince himself saw it." One of the green eyed girls said.

"Well, almost no one saw it." Súth said gaining all eyes on her. Smiling she said, "I could see it all very clearly."

"Who was it?" The seven other girls asked, dying to know.

Súth tried to look bashful as she told them, "It was me." The seven other girls gasped in disbelief.

"You're so lucky." One said.

"I know. I can hardly believe it myself." Súth said, hiding her smile behind a sip of tea.

A/N: Yeah I know this is one of my shorter chapters but meh. Read and PLEASE REVIEW!