Disclaimer: yah, you've heard it all before. Don't own anyone in this story, 'cept Bekki and Michelle. Budda bing, budda boom. There we go.

Chapter IV

Walking up the corridor, Legolas directed Bekki to where all the other rooms of the Palace were, and emphasised where his own room was. When they reached Bekki's room, she opened the door and stepped in.

"Umm.... Legolas." She said. Legolas looked up at her. "Would you umm... like to come in?"

"You wish to speak further?" Legolas said, walking in.

"Uh... yeah, if you want to, I'll be happy to answer any more question you have about my world." She shrugged removing his cape from her shoulders.

"I would like that, very much." He smiled opening the doors to the balcony. "I would like to ask more questions.... about you." Bekki looked at him with a surprised expression on her face. "If I am allowed." He coughed.

"About... me?" Bekki repeated following him out side. "Sure.... but I'm not that interesting." She sat down on the white bench and stared up at Legolas who was leaning on the wall.

"Why do you not like Elithraniel?" He asked.

"Michelle? Oh, she's just a big, fat, ugly co-" She caught a warning glance from Legolas and stood next to him and leaned on the wall. She cleared her throat and sighed. "I don't like her because of the fact she's always teasing me about not knowing who my parents were, or.... or the fact that I was never adopted, and I grew up in the orphanage! No-one wanted a tom-boy freak as a daughter! People used to take me in for a little while, and just when I start to think 'wow, this is my new family.' They... they hear stuff about me, or see my ears, same old story, I'm back at the orphanage. Do you know how that feels?!" She sniffed back hot tears of anger and sadness and turned away from Legolas.

"No... I do not know how that must have felt, but I can imagine it was traumatic. Much worse than any of the pollutions you mentioned." Legolas said sadly, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"I get so jealous of the little bitch. She has a family, who loves her and cherishes her, and I've never had that... even you have a father who cares about you.... but... I've never had that. The feel of someone cuddling you, telling you it'll all be OK. The feel of someone's lips on your forehead when they tell you they love you... she doesn't even appreciate her family!" Bekki couldn't hold her tears back any longer and they were now flowing down her face.

"I had no idea you felt about Elithraniel with such hatred. It is most strange for a female to hate another. But I know you are both not normal females. You are from different worlds, and she is not an elf." Legolas said walking in front of Bekki and looking at her. He put his arms out and smiled. "What a hug?" Bekki looked up at him and started giggling. "Why do you find this gesture funny?"

"I never thought you'd say something like that! You're a Prince!!" She giggled and leaned back on the wall, as her giggles subsided, Legolas stood next to her and they stood in silence.

"I really enjoyed dancing with you." Bekki said. Legolas smiled at her.

"Thank you."

"Why did you pick me?" At this, Legolas gulped and stared at her with wide eyes.

"It just.... seemed like a good idea, at the time. I was hoping I could speak with you." He answered.

"Oh..." Bekki said rather despondently.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Legolas asked.

"No, not at all. It's fine." Bekki replied, flashing a smile. "You worry to much about what people think of you." Legolas shifted at these words and gazed at Bekki's vacant expression. He cleared his throat and put his hand out to her.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked. Bekki looked at him, and placed her hand in his.

"Okay... I'll probably be better than I was, now I'm not being watched."

"I thought you were excellent, dancing earlier. Father was most impressed." Legolas smiled.

"At least someone was impressed with me." Bekki chuckled resting her head on his chest. he smiled down at her, and moved his arms around her, as her arms latched around his neck.

"I'm impressed with you." He murmured. Bekki smiled to herself contentedly and shut her eyes as the music drifted around them, taking them to a world of their own.

Too soon, the music was replaced with a more jolly and lively tune, but the couple still had their arms around each other. They both knew the music had changed, but neither seemed to care, until:

"The music's stopped." Bekki pointed out, wriggling out of Legolas' grip. Legolas looked at her, and she looked down at her light from the banquet hall.

"Are you uncomfortable with me holding you like that?" He asked, facing her back. Bekki paused before making her reply.

"Oh... no. Well.... yeah. I'm just not used to people taking any notice of me, and suddenly all in one day I'm an elf! And a Prince, of all people, is taking an interest in me! It's so ridiculous!" She threw her arms down on the wall and breathed deeply.

"What's wrong with that?" Legolas asked putting a hand on her shoulder.

"It's just weird." Bekki sighed.

"Tararith, may I say something?"

"I won't be stopping you Prince."

"When I first met you, you asked why myself and my companions did not shoot the Orcs before they attacked you. The reason for this was I was afraid. I was afraid of shooting you." Legolas admitted.

"But I thought Elves had expert aim." Bekki replied, turning to face him.

"Usually, yes. But something, when I saw you fighting, made me hesitate, I couldn't concentrate on anything but the way you were fighting. Your grace and beauty. The fact was, I couldn't take my eyes off you, and only when the Orc was threatening to kill you, was I able to fire at it." Legolas explained to her.

"So, wh-what are you saying?" Bekki's voice sounded curious, but there was a hint of fear there, almost as if she was scared to hear what he had to say.

"What I am trying to say, extremely badly is, that the reason I couldn't fire, was that I was taken with you. I never left your bedside while you were healing, the only time I did was when my father ordered me to get some sleep, and that was the day you woke up. But, getting back to the point, the reason I didn't attack was because I fell in love with you, the second I saw you."

Bekki gripped her necklace and breathed in deeply.

"This... this is like a fairy tale!" She gasped.

"A good one, I hope." Legolas smiled. Bekki looked at him and giggled.

"Of course a good one!" She hugged him.

"Will you stay with me?" He murmured.

"Yes.... I will. Now I know how you feel, I am glad I was attacked by the Orcs, else I never would have fallen in love with you." Bekki sighed.

"Wha...." Legolas looked at her and leaned his forehead on hers. She nodded.

"I felt the same, ever since I saw you. Tell me, does this mean you've found a suitable companion?" Bekki asked, wrapping her arms around his neck. Legolas pulled her towards him and held her tightly.

"I suppose so." He said leaning in to kiss her. He smiled as their lips met and the slow, romantic music, which had stated again, floated around them.