HyperSquishy: Just about everyone who reviewed knew what most likely was happening behind that door. You'll get some explanations and Legolas in this chapter. Thanks for the review.

PrincessofRain: I know how you feel but trust me, in this chapter we'll take a look at what was really happening with Legolas and see what actually happened between those two. Thanks for the review.

ShadowsofHell: Explanations are going to be presented in this chapter. And getting the readers/reviewers to cry was a goal, as wrong and mean as it sounds. Don't get me wrong. I didn't write this whole little scenario so I could get you guys to cry. And no Narnia isn't going to die, but I would like some suggestions on what might happen to her, so if you got any, feel free to leave them. Thanks for the review.

Myri78: Your ideas are what Giselle will be thinking though probably won't happen. Thankfully you are out of my head this time, hehe. Thanks for the review.

IwishChan: Just wait and read this chapter before you go around calling Legolas 'bad'. Though I kind of agree with you. Thanks for the review.

Angelofdeadlydarkness0010: First Myri and now you, will you guys get out of my head! Thanks for the review.

Brownie24: Yup, Giselle did forsee this. Its at the bottom of chapter 6, I think, chapter title 'Arwen', if you want to go back and reread. Back there its kind of vague but it was hinting at what was to come. Okay a lot of people have been telling me stuff that are so accurate to what I'm trying to get on with this story. As I said to Myri and angelofdeadlydarkness, get out of my head! Honestly, you guys are like crammed in there! Lol. Explanations with Legolas is all in this chapter. Thanks for the long review, I like 'em!

Manwathiel: Legolas was having sex with Narnia, its so sad he was cheating on Giselle! Thanks for the review.

Babii-Gurl07: Legolas was going to ask her to marry him the night of the feast, though some things came up. Explanations and Legolas are totally devoted to in this chapter, thanks for the review.

Molly: I've only read one story where Legolas is sleeping with another person. And it was his friend he was sleeping with, Narnia was never Giselle's friend (as you'll find out). Thanks for the review.

Lady Fae: We'll find out about Legolas in this chapter. And to be quite honest with you I am not really sure what should happen to Giselle, though I know she isn't going to be let off the hook like that. Any suggestions you have feel free to tell me. (Though nothing too cruel!) Thanks for the review.

Allison Mervis: Legolas and explanations are totally devoted to in this chapter, hence the title name. hehe. Thanks for the review.

Amanda: We'll get Legolas' side of the story in this chapter. Thanks for the review.

Kirsten-Inwe: You don't like me? Oh well… I hope you change your mind before this story is over. ;) thanks for the review.

Uomini: I surprised myself with the quick update, considering June is REALLY hectic for me and I wasn't even sure I would get one chapter in in this month. I think you're the only one who liked the 'big change' and the only one who agreed with me in thinking it would make the story more interesting. It will take a while for Giselle to forgive him (let alone actually see him). Oh, did I just spoil something? Hehe. Thanks for the review!

Chapter 28: A Different View

Legolas stood in the middle of the hall, watching the form of Giselle run away and he knew he had made a terrible mistake. His mind and heart yelled at him to follow her, to explain to her what had happened yet his feet did not move. He heard Narnia tiptoe out of his room and wrap her arms around him.

She kissed his neck. "Come back inside, Legolas." She purred, seemingly unaware of what she had done. He turned around to face her, his eyes blazing in anger. She was wearing one of his robes loosely tied around body. What a few minutes ago made him lustful now made him angry and disgusted.

"Get. Out." He gritted. "Now!" he yelled when she didn't move. She hurried into his room to change into her gown from the night before. Legolas followed behind her and closed the door. He would not dare raise a hand to a lady yet his anger told him to, and he grew close. Grabbing her roughly he said in a low angry voice, "Do you know what you've done? Do you?"

Narnia's face twisted into a snarl. She shook herself from his grasp and turned back to putting on her clothes. "She's a human wench. She didn't deserve you."

"How dare you."

She turned to look at him. "Legolas… it was me you wanted all along! Than that human had to come and ruin everything."

Legolas was silent for a moment, his anger growing. "Get out." Narnia, fearful of what he might do to her, or what the king would do, fled. Legolas stood in the middle of the room, feeling his anger ebb away and be replaced with grief. His mind was still groggy and a slight ache was starting to make itself known but the grief was more evident.

He slid to the floor… controlling himself to not cry. He thought to last night and tried to piece together what had happened. He remembered Giselle dancing with his father and other elves, and Narnia giving him wine. His head had started to swim yet he knew not why for he had only had three goblets of wine and the last time three goblets affected him was when he was 30 and he had stolen a bottle or two from the cellars.

He remembered Narnia leading him outside to get some air. He remembered feeling lustful and kissing Narnia. Trying, he could not remember what had happened after that for some time, but when he was able to remember he was in his room with Narnia. She had taken off his shirt and boots and was skillfully working on his leggings. She had been wearing, at the time, a flimsy shift and his drugged mind forgot about Giselle and focused on the lovely woman who kneeled before him.

He had than taken her, taken her again, rested than was in the middle of taking her again before he had heard a gasp and immediately turned and saw Giselle. It had taken a moment for him to realize what was happening, who was beneath him and what he had done, but by that time it was too late.

He knew now that when Narnia was handing him the wine goblets she had poured in a powder to drug his mind. He knew of such a powder, given to wounded soldiers so they could be unconscious when operating needs to be done. He knew Narnia knew of the powder and she had known not to give him too much.

He wanted to blame this on Narnia, to say it was her fault but he knew it was also his fault. He had controlled his desire long ago to not act on lust, and even in a drugged state he should not have acted upon it.

His father no doubt knew that Giselle had left and he would rather tell him in person what he had done. Rubbing his eye he got up and threw a pair of leggings and a tunic on before hastily making his way to Thranduil's hall. He told the guards at the door that he sought a private audience with the King and one of the guards quickly slipped inside to deliver the message.

A few minutes later the guard came back and said that Thranduil would see him. Legolas nodded and slipped inside. He waited until the doors closed behind him before walking towards his father and kneeling until his father told him otherwise. "Rise," the stern voice commanded. Legolas did. They were utterly alone in the hall and he took a deep breathe.

"Adar, I have made a terrible mistake. I do not ask you to solve my problems, merely to hear them out." Thranduil nodded. "I suppose you know that Giselle has fled?"

"Yes," Thranduil replied, waving a hand to the chair beside him. Legolas sat down.

"Do you know why she has left?"

"No I do not." Thranduil replied gently.

Legolas closed his eyes and cupped his face in his hands. "I bedded Narnia… and she had come upon us." Thranduil said nothing. Legolas continued. "From what I can recall I had been drugged and taken to my rooms with Narnia… I do not know why I did not control myself, but I lusted after her and I bedded her." Legolas was not trying to play it as if he was a victim and his father knew it. Thranduil, however, was both shocked by the events and angered towards Narnia.

"I wish to go after her." Thranduil turned his thoughts to his only son. He was agitated towards his son, but he knew no punishment would be worse than what he was about to receive.

"Not yet, my son. She will not want to see you. You know this. Give her time." Legolas slumped in his chair, though he knew his father would reply thus.

"When I am able to see her, will she take me? Adar, I can not live without her, I will surely fade! I had planned to ask her to bond…" Thranduil was shocked. Although he knew his son would ask for Giselle's hand, he had not known when or where. And he was sure that he would fade if Giselle did not take him back.

"Adar, what shall we do about Narnia?" Legolas asked quietly after some time had left.

Thranduil mulled over it in thought before replying, "We will make sure she does not leave the realm until a judgement has befallen her. I suppose you do not wish for her to be cast into the dungeons?" Legolas shook his head no. "I do not know of what punishment she shall receive, as of yet."

Legolas nodded. "She lusted after me. She had thought Giselle unworthy of me. Ladies of the court I can see doing this, but Narnia? My friend from when we were children? No, never would I have guessed her capable of this." Thranduil said nothing. Indeed, what could he say? He stood up and walked towards the doors to command the guards to make sure Narnia had not or will not leave the realm. He than returned to his son and said.

"You are confused and tired. Try to rest." Legolas nodded and stood up. Walking slowly he thought to himself that he would have to take action tomorrow.

Instead of going to his room he detoured to Giselle's room and stood in the doorway. Her possessions still cluttered the room. Her dress was still on the chair from when she had taken it off last night and her robe was laid out on the unmade bed. He walked to the robe. It was his, and he remembered Giselle telling him she had taken it when he left for the south because it smelt like him. He brought it to his nose and inhaled. It did smell of him, and it now carried Giselle's scent and his heart ached. He missed her so much!

He walked to the bed, the warmth gone though her scent still clung to the sheets.

He knew he would not see her for a long time, even if he did go after her, he knew she would avoid him. And she should. He hurt her more than anything. He tried picturing her with another elf and found that he could not, she loved him and she would not betray him for any other. But he spat on her trust when he took Narnia to his bed, drugged or not.

He wished he could go back in time before any of this happened but alas the valar knew what they were doing and everything happened for a reason. He went about putting her robe and dress away and making her bed. When he went to his room to try to rest he could not go to his bed, knowing what had happened there a few hours before.

Angrily he tore the sheets off the mattress and piled all the bedding in the center of the floor. He than sat at his desk and with a stack of paper, a jar of ink and a quill he went about writing a letter to Giselle. If she did not wish to see him than he could at least give her this letter.

Weeks went bye. He avoided Narnia at all costs, though stayed tuned to what she did. What had occurred between the two was not widely known and he was happy for that. No news came from Rivendell and he did not knowif Giselle had made it there safely. He carried himself in a monotone way. Acting every inch of the prince he was raised to be. When he was younger his father lectured him countless times that a prince always held himself as a prince in times of grief or joy, in any occasion, and he lived up to that.

He acted as a prince when it wasn't even required of him. Thranduil worriedly noted small changes in his son, paler skin tone than usual, and his hair had lost the gloss it was once full of. He ate at meals though not enough even with his elven appetite. He spoke when talked to and rarely smiled.

Indeed, Thranduil did not need to deliver punishment, it came naturally and his son was paying for it.

One day they received two visitors. Upon hearing the lords of Imladris were here Legolas wordlessly left to great his two friends at the gate. Elladan and Elrohir dismounted their horses, and once making sure they were in good hands bowed down to Thranduil and thanked him when the king offered them rooms to stay in. Legolas motioned for them to follow him; he would be the ones leading the twins to their own rooms.

The twins exchanged glances noticing immediately the change in the golden haired friend and the absence of a certain lady. Legolas paused between to doors. "These are your rooms and I shall leave you know to refresh yourselves before the evening meal." He turned to go but Elladan grabbed his arm and stopped them. "My friend, what troubles you so?"

"Where is Giselle? Is she not here with you?" Elrohir added. Legolas cringed and the twins glanced at each other. So whatever had their prince in a mood involved his lady.

In a strained voice Legolas answered "The Lady Giselle has journeyed to Imladris." Elrohir looked down the hall before ushering the prince into one of the rooms and closing the door.

"Something is amiss here, speak to us Legolas. We will find out so its best if you tell us know, I suppose."

Legolas sighed and hunched his shoulders. In a slightly wavering voice he replied, "I wronged Giselle, in the worst possible way." Looking into the brothers eyes he continued, "I shared my bed with Narnia and… Giselle happened to walk in." The Rivendell lords sat in shocked silence. Indeed, this was not something Legolas would do. "Why would you bed with Narnia, how could you?"

Legolas passed a hand over his face, appearing very old. "She drugged me and I lusted after her. I am not innocent, I know what I have done and I suffer greatly for it. You must ride to your home and deliver her possessions to the lady."

"You are coming with us."

Legolas shook his head. "She would not see me, I know she would not."

"All the same, you are coming with us." Elrohir replied.

Legolas abruptly stood up. "Excuse me, lords; please refresh yourselves before tonight's meal. I trust that you remember the way?" At their nods he continued "Good day." And departed.

The twins shared a look, immediately reading the other's thoughts. Galadriel had foreseen this happening, she had tried to have them come here but the snow had fallen and then a few weeks ago she said it had happened. Indeed they knew what they needed to do.