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Chapter 7: A Passionate Kiss
Legolas and Miromath were left alone while I stormed off to my personal chambers. I would probably just sit and brush my hair…Legolas is confronted by Miromath.
"Answer me truly my friend. I have noticed you are following my sister and I need to know…do you love her?" he seemed nervous at asking such a question. Legolas just looked at him as if he was completely stupid.
"Are you mad? Of course I bloody love her. I love her so much I ache with it. She fills my mind so that I cannot possibly concentrate. Yet it pains me so that she does not love me in return…" Miromath was surprised at his outburst and as Legolas trailed off quietly he said,
"Legolas, I know my sister well and if you want to get anywhere with her then you should go right now and tell her your true feelings. I know I would, you only get one chance with Liadawn." Legolas grinned and sat on a nearby rock.
"Actually in my case two. We were lovers in the valley before she was captured by the Nazgul. She must have just simply forgotten about it from then." His grin faded rapidly and he lowered his head.
"If she has forgotten, which I doubt she has, then you should remind her. Do not be scared. I have a feeling that she remembers it only as a dream." Legolas looked up at his kind face and reassuring smile, a nervous smile sweeped across his face.
"I will go now."
There was a knocking at her door and Liadawn smiled as she looked up and saw Legolas wearing a cute sorry-looking face.
"Are you still angry with me, my lady?" he asked cautiously.
"How can I be angry, I wasn't hurt in the first place, I just got a bit uncomfortable." (Confusing or what?) She lowered the comb from her hair and made her way over to greet him. He kissed her hand lightly and bowed. She sat down on her lush bouncy bed and smoothed out her hair.
"What did you come to ask me my Prince?" there was a hint of flirtatiousness about her tone which made Legolas smile. He walked over and sat down next to her.
"This is so hard for me to say…how can I put it? Have you have a strange but real dream about us…erm in love?" a slight pink tinge entered his flawless face and she laughed. It was the most enchanting thing he had ever heard and he sat in a daydream until her pleasant voice broke his line of thought (which you do not want to know about, believe me).
"Well, Legolas, I didn't know you cared. It is strange though because actually I have had these dreams. It is embarrassing to tell you but it feels like they have already happened. Do you ever get those dreams?" He couldn't bring himself round to telling her and quickly left the scene, however he lingered in the path outside her large villa. He heard some maidens coming and quickly moved into the shadow.
"So how do we get them together?" One of the maidens asked the group as they made their way to the Lady's chambers. "I mean, it is so obvious they are falling for each other. She has had these dreams and I keep telling her that they have happened but she does not believe me. I do not think she wants to believe me. Well, it's too good to be true, isn't it," she continued to the group who were nodding furiously in agreement, "If the Prince Legolas was in love with me I would think it was just gossip too."
"Gosh, he's so dreamy," said another. Everyone looked at her as if she had gone loony.
"Yea Ebony, keep taking those pills," said another. Soon they were all babbling away about a (really ridiculous) plot to get them together. Legolas could not help it and laughed so madly at their wild antics that he was literally rolling around on the floor in hysterics. The elf-maidens looked round completely befuddled and screamed.
"Prince Legolas, what are you doing out at this time of evening?" They had all gone deadly pale and were looking very guilty indeed.
"Erm," his face reddened, "I was simply looking for worms. I am going fishing tomorrow." They had suddenly forgotten the river (which was about 15 miles away) was so fierce that no being had fished there since about 350 years ago.
They quickly turned back and went to do the lady's hair (which she had brushed already) and change her for bed. He sneaked up and listened at her door to their conversation.
"Oh Liadawn, my Lady, I know you don't like to admit to anyone but don't you feel attracted to the Prince in the slightest?" He could tell by the sudden silence that everyone had turned to look. He heard a deep sigh.
"Oh Nimoë, indeed you are nosy but yes I will have to admit that I feel deeply for Prince Legolas, I am just not sure if I truly love him or it is just a pathetic little crush. In my dreams, it seems that I love him, but when I wake, I feel nothing. Then I look into his beautiful eyes and I seem to drown in those deep whirlpools that I get lost in so often." Sighs come from all round and Legolas outside is shocked.
"Wow," he thought. Then silence and he knew the maidens were daydreaming (as usual). This was his cue to knock. Quiet screeches sounded from inside. They were just as shocked as he was. There was a scuffling sound and he entered. He smiled seeing Liadawn looking so stunning that he couldn't possibly describe her. He closed his gaping mouth hastily and made his way over to her dressing table where she sat smiling up at him. It seemed like a really good idea to just sweep her up in his arms and kiss her but he couldn't, not with her gossipy friends watching. He looked at them clearing his throat and they ran to get out of there giggling uncontrollably.
He sat down on her chair and put his arm around her gently. He wanted to kiss her so much that it showed in his eyes. Her beautiful, tempting smile flickered, as she seemed to read his mind but did not fade.
"You're eyes betray you, for I am sure you would never have been able to tell me." She began to fiddle with her hair and she looked back to the mirror. He kissed her gently on the cheek and she felt as if she had melted with desire. Her breath became sharp and she looked him in the eyes. Immediately she became lost and her smile slipped. He kissed her brow and she took in his sweet manly scent that was his own and so unique. He lifted up his other hand (which wasn't about her curvy waist) and stroked her hair. She placed her hands on his muscular shoulders and back and realized their faces were just inches apart. Legolas' breath intake was sharp and his hand went up and down her back. Their blood pulsed through their veins like wild horses and the adrenaline was incredible.
"What's happening Legolas? This has happened before has it not?" He nodded, unable to speak with his desire to hold her, kiss her, make love to her. His masculine instincts screamed for a kiss and yet so much more than that. Unable to hold out any longer, he gave her a weak smile and gently claimed her mouth. It was the most fantastic thing he had ever felt. His emotions were calmed and the kiss became more passionate. After a while it was almost a wild experience and then all of a sudden, it stopped as she broke off and pulled away from him. Taking her by the hand he led her to a more comfortable area (the bed). The uplifting experience repeated itself there but even though their instincts both almost killed them with strong feelings they had to stop. Legolas did not want her to think he was taking advantage of her and kissed her goodnight before returning to his own chambers, leaving Liadawn daydreaming pleasantly on her bed.
Chapter 7: A Passionate Kiss
Legolas and Miromath were left alone while I stormed off to my personal chambers. I would probably just sit and brush my hair…Legolas is confronted by Miromath.
"Answer me truly my friend. I have noticed you are following my sister and I need to know…do you love her?" he seemed nervous at asking such a question. Legolas just looked at him as if he was completely stupid.
"Are you mad? Of course I bloody love her. I love her so much I ache with it. She fills my mind so that I cannot possibly concentrate. Yet it pains me so that she does not love me in return…" Miromath was surprised at his outburst and as Legolas trailed off quietly he said,
"Legolas, I know my sister well and if you want to get anywhere with her then you should go right now and tell her your true feelings. I know I would, you only get one chance with Liadawn." Legolas grinned and sat on a nearby rock.
"Actually in my case two. We were lovers in the valley before she was captured by the Nazgul. She must have just simply forgotten about it from then." His grin faded rapidly and he lowered his head.
"If she has forgotten, which I doubt she has, then you should remind her. Do not be scared. I have a feeling that she remembers it only as a dream." Legolas looked up at his kind face and reassuring smile, a nervous smile sweeped across his face.
"I will go now."
There was a knocking at her door and Liadawn smiled as she looked up and saw Legolas wearing a cute sorry-looking face.
"Are you still angry with me, my lady?" he asked cautiously.
"How can I be angry, I wasn't hurt in the first place, I just got a bit uncomfortable." (Confusing or what?) She lowered the comb from her hair and made her way over to greet him. He kissed her hand lightly and bowed. She sat down on her lush bouncy bed and smoothed out her hair.
"What did you come to ask me my Prince?" there was a hint of flirtatiousness about her tone which made Legolas smile. He walked over and sat down next to her.
"This is so hard for me to say…how can I put it? Have you have a strange but real dream about us…erm in love?" a slight pink tinge entered his flawless face and she laughed. It was the most enchanting thing he had ever heard and he sat in a daydream until her pleasant voice broke his line of thought (which you do not want to know about, believe me).
"Well, Legolas, I didn't know you cared. It is strange though because actually I have had these dreams. It is embarrassing to tell you but it feels like they have already happened. Do you ever get those dreams?" He couldn't bring himself round to telling her and quickly left the scene, however he lingered in the path outside her large villa. He heard some maidens coming and quickly moved into the shadow.
"So how do we get them together?" One of the maidens asked the group as they made their way to the Lady's chambers. "I mean, it is so obvious they are falling for each other. She has had these dreams and I keep telling her that they have happened but she does not believe me. I do not think she wants to believe me. Well, it's too good to be true, isn't it," she continued to the group who were nodding furiously in agreement, "If the Prince Legolas was in love with me I would think it was just gossip too."
"Gosh, he's so dreamy," said another. Everyone looked at her as if she had gone loony.
"Yea Ebony, keep taking those pills," said another. Soon they were all babbling away about a (really ridiculous) plot to get them together. Legolas could not help it and laughed so madly at their wild antics that he was literally rolling around on the floor in hysterics. The elf-maidens looked round completely befuddled and screamed.
"Prince Legolas, what are you doing out at this time of evening?" They had all gone deadly pale and were looking very guilty indeed.
"Erm," his face reddened, "I was simply looking for worms. I am going fishing tomorrow." They had suddenly forgotten the river (which was about 15 miles away) was so fierce that no being had fished there since about 350 years ago.
They quickly turned back and went to do the lady's hair (which she had brushed already) and change her for bed. He sneaked up and listened at her door to their conversation.
"Oh Liadawn, my Lady, I know you don't like to admit to anyone but don't you feel attracted to the Prince in the slightest?" He could tell by the sudden silence that everyone had turned to look. He heard a deep sigh.
"Oh Nimoë, indeed you are nosy but yes I will have to admit that I feel deeply for Prince Legolas, I am just not sure if I truly love him or it is just a pathetic little crush. In my dreams, it seems that I love him, but when I wake, I feel nothing. Then I look into his beautiful eyes and I seem to drown in those deep whirlpools that I get lost in so often." Sighs come from all round and Legolas outside is shocked.
"Wow," he thought. Then silence and he knew the maidens were daydreaming (as usual). This was his cue to knock. Quiet screeches sounded from inside. They were just as shocked as he was. There was a scuffling sound and he entered. He smiled seeing Liadawn looking so stunning that he couldn't possibly describe her. He closed his gaping mouth hastily and made his way over to her dressing table where she sat smiling up at him. It seemed like a really good idea to just sweep her up in his arms and kiss her but he couldn't, not with her gossipy friends watching. He looked at them clearing his throat and they ran to get out of there giggling uncontrollably.
He sat down on her chair and put his arm around her gently. He wanted to kiss her so much that it showed in his eyes. Her beautiful, tempting smile flickered, as she seemed to read his mind but did not fade.
"You're eyes betray you, for I am sure you would never have been able to tell me." She began to fiddle with her hair and she looked back to the mirror. He kissed her gently on the cheek and she felt as if she had melted with desire. Her breath became sharp and she looked him in the eyes. Immediately she became lost and her smile slipped. He kissed her brow and she took in his sweet manly scent that was his own and so unique. He lifted up his other hand (which wasn't about her curvy waist) and stroked her hair. She placed her hands on his muscular shoulders and back and realized their faces were just inches apart. Legolas' breath intake was sharp and his hand went up and down her back. Their blood pulsed through their veins like wild horses and the adrenaline was incredible.
"What's happening Legolas? This has happened before has it not?" He nodded, unable to speak with his desire to hold her, kiss her, make love to her. His masculine instincts screamed for a kiss and yet so much more than that. Unable to hold out any longer, he gave her a weak smile and gently claimed her mouth. It was the most fantastic thing he had ever felt. His emotions were calmed and the kiss became more passionate. After a while it was almost a wild experience and then all of a sudden, it stopped as she broke off and pulled away from him. Taking her by the hand he led her to a more comfortable area (the bed). The uplifting experience repeated itself there but even though their instincts both almost killed them with strong feelings they had to stop. Legolas did not want her to think he was taking advantage of her and kissed her goodnight before returning to his own chambers, leaving Liadawn daydreaming pleasantly on her bed.