That evening was dreamlike. Legolas and Tauriel walked toward dinner together, though neither spoke for some time.
"I received your letter, Tauriel."
"I guessed as much." She refused to meet his eyes? Was she ashamed to love the sneaking Ellendique?
"Are you truly happy?"
At last she met his gaze, and pulled him around the corner. Hands on his shoulders, she spoke. "I am happiest when you are here."
He closed his eyes, shortening the gap between them, as she lifted her lips to meet his. They were only inches apart.
"I thought I would find you here." Lord Elrond stepped before them, and Legolas and Tauriel jumped apart.