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After a long walk (four days and four nights without sleeping to be exact), the party reached a village. They were instantly welcomed and given a place to stay. Upon hearing Nimbus's engagment to Legolas, the village celebrated the whole night.

At midnight, Nimbus and Legolas grew tired and walked to their hut. Both had smiles on their face and sleep in their eyes.

"What an amazing night," Nimbus said. "I'm so glad they could heal my shoulder."

"What are those things?" Legolas asked.

Nimbus shrugged. The things that lived in the village seemed human, but they were not. They were too tall to be hobbits, and didn't have pointy ears, so they couldn't be elves.

"I don't think it matters," Nimbus insisted. "We're here, we're safe..."

She paused for a moment and looked around.

"The only thing is, we're all alone."

Nimbus didn't like being alone. She hated it. It frightened her to think that something could sneak up on her.

Legolas held her close to him.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," he said.

"It is, and it isn't. Legolas, let's get out of here. We're putting everyone in danger."

Legolas nodded.

"These things, what ever they are, are living a peaceful life. We shouldn't ruin it."

Nimbus nodded.

"We should find somewhere else to stay."

"So that no one else can get hurt," Legolas said.

"Then after the danger's gone," Nimbus whispered, "we can get married."

And that's how it was decided. Nimbus and Legolas would leave until they were thought dead, or Luniar was killed. After everything had passed over, they would come back and be with their friends. Niether knew when that day would come, but both were awaiting it, for it would also be the day that they would get married.

Quietly, Nimbus and Legolas snuck away into the woods. No one noticed them, which was probably for the best.

Nimbus had left a note for Arwen and Gimli it read:

Dearest Friends:

Legolas and I feel as though we are putting you in danger, please understand how we feel. We will come back when we are thought dead or Luniar IS dead. Upon our return, we will finally be married and live happily after, at least, that is what we hope. Please remember us and keep us in your thoughts and prayers.

Forever Yours,

Legolas Greenleaf

and

Nimbus Eveningstar



Nimbus left the note on Gimli's pillow, knowing he would be worried.



"What the?"

When Gimli entered his hut, he saw the note and read it. Tears streamed down his face, then Arwen came in.

"I have pushed them away," she said.

Gimli shook his head.

"No, it 'twas not you. But we should go finish off Luniar so we can get our friends back."

So they did. Gathering all who would come, Gimli and Arwen led an attack on the castle. Since no one knew what had become of the elves, Beokia took the crown, but swore to give it to Nimbus the second she returned.



Ten years later, at the mist of dawn, two elves stumbled out of the woods. The first person to see them was a dwarf named Gimli, and it was said that no one had seen him happier then that day.



To Be Continued



A/N: Did you like it? I'm probably going to write a sequal to it if you guys want me to.