Tarlammenion waited till he was certain that Lintelossëwen could no longer
hear them. He turned to Legolas, who was staring at him expectantly.
"Legolas…" He started but Legolas cut him off.
"I know what you would say, Tarlammenion. And what you would have me do." He said.
"You think you know me so well?" Tarlammenion said, "My friend, I have given up trying to tell you what to do; for I have realized that you are far too headstrong to take my advice. All I will ask of you now is to think hard before you get too involved."
"I no longer need to think, I have made up my mind. I love her." Legolas said.
"You are sure of this?" Tarlammenion asked.
"As sure as I am standing here." Legolas replied.
"Then there is no more I can say. I will stand in your way no longer." Tarlammenion said with a sigh, he couldn't help but feel uneasy about his whole thing. They returned and found that Gimli (having returned from gathering firewood) was quite shocked to find Lintelossëwen still alive.
"I know of no one who could survive such an ordeal" he said, obviously impressed. Lintelossëwen only smiled.
"Tonight we make camp; tomorrow night we shall reach Thade. It's a small village but it has an inn, maybe we can get a warm bed and good food." She said.
"I'll take the first watch," Tarlammenion said, and he sat down on a rock. He couldn't sleep anyways.
Lintelossëwen awoke with a start; she had a bad dream. The screams were still present in her mind. She saw Tarlammenion sitting on a rock by the fire, deep in thought. She got up and sat down across from him.
"You can go to bed now, it's my turn to stand watch." Lintelossëwen said. But he didn't go to bed he just sat and stared at her for a while. After what felt like an hour he finally spoke.
"Lintelossëwen, I want to apologize for the way I've been behaving my self. I don't think I've been treating you fairly. I'm sorry." He said.
"Oh, ok." Lintelossëwen said shocked
After another pause of awkward silence Tarlammenion spoke again.
"He says that he loves you, you know." Tarlammenion said. Lintelossëwen was surprised at this, but she didn't see what it had to do with anything.
"So." She said.
"I suggest that you think about whether or not the feeling is mutual before you go any further with this. I won't stand idly by and watch you break my best friends heart."
Lintelossëwen was about to respond in anger but then she stopped. There was a ring of truth in what Tarlammenion said. She was not sure if her feelings for Legolas extended to love. She desired him; there was no doubt about that. But it was more lust than love. It was not that she didn't believe in love; she believed in love sure enough, she just didn't believe she was capable of it. Could she really take advantage of his feelings for her? Tarlammenion smiled as if he could sense her conflict.
"I thought so." He said, and he went to bed. Lintelossëwen stayed up the rest of the night; wrestling with her moral issues. And she was no less confused when the sun rose that day. They traveled all day straight. The sky turned cloudy and dark, it began to rain when they finally reached Thade. They got rooms at the inn and went down stairs to the pub for some dinner. Legolas had changed out of his green velvet outfit. He was dressed entirely in black; he looked sleek and sexy. The dark color of his clothes made his blue eyes pop out even more and his hair gleamed like gold in the dim light of the pub. Lintelossëwen could not take her eyes off of him. His eyes met hers and he smiled warmly, which only made him even sexier. She gazed at him for a moment; then she got up and headed for her room. She hoped that Legolas would follow her. She paused in the hallway. She sensed Legolas coming up behind her; he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. It was at this moment that the last bit of indecision finally left Lintelossëwen. She took Legolas by the hand and guided him to her room. It was a small room lit only by candles. Legolas' skin was bathed in the pale candlelight; he was stunning. Lintelossëwen kissed him, as she did her hands began to explore his body. Legolas' own hands were busy slowly pulling Lintelossëwen's clothes off. A whimper of pleasure escaped his luscious lips when Lintelossëwen's hand brushed his inner thigh. He gently pushed her down on to the bed. Legolas finished undressing him self and he laid down on top of Lintelossëwen. He nibbled and sucked at her neck as his hands caressed her legs and thighs. She groaned in satisfaction. Legolas became aroused.
"Aiya!" Lintelossëwen gasped as he entered her. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. The room suddenly became a lot warmer and Legolas began to sweat from the heat and effort. They continued make love for about an hour when Legolas finished. He stayed on top of Lintelossëwen; he kissed her eyes.
"I love you." He whispered in to her ear. Lintelossëwen froze up she didn't know how to respond. After what felt like and eternity she finally replied.
"I love you too." She said; she found herself gazing into those beautiful blue eyes. It was true. Gods help her; she was in love. Legolas got off her and laid next to her on the bed, he pulled her close. So this is love, Lintelossëwen thought to herself. She both adored and hated the feeling. She felt so warm and safe in his arms, she felt as if his touch could heal all wounds. But she also felt helpless; he held her heart in the palm of his hand, and if he so chose he could crush it. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. She sighed, taking in the good with the bad. She laid her head down on his chest and fell asleep.
Legolas woke up to the sound of Lintelossëwen's screams. He reached out and pulled her close to him. She clung to him; she was shaking violently. Legolas stroked her hair and whispered calming words into her ear. She calmed down and loosened her grasp on him.
"What's wrong my love." Legolas asked in a concerned tone.
"Nothing, it was only a bad dream." Lintelossëwen said, still a little shaken up.
"It's sounded like more than just 'a bad dream'." Legolas said skeptically.
"It's nothing." Lintelossëwen insisted; she got up and began to dress.
"Are you sure?" Legolas asked, uncertain.
"Yes, my love. It's nothing that you need to be concerned about." Lintelossëwen said and she flashed him a smile, but it looked forced. Legolas frowned; Lintelossëwen walked over and kissed him
"It's fine, really." She said, "Come on get dressed so we can have some breakfast before we leave." She finished dressing and she left. Legolas sat in bed for a while; he was confused. The way Lintelossëwen had clung on to him scared him. Things didn't seem "fine". He sighed; he really wished that Lintelossëwen would be more open with him. He got dressed, and walked out the door. Tarlammenion was standing in the hallway, when he saw Legolas walk out of Lintelossëwen's room.
"Legolas! You didn't." Tarlammenion said, shocked. Legolas only smiled sheepishly.
"Lintelossëwen feeling for you is lust, not love. Why can't you see that?" Tarlammenion said.
"She does love me," Legolas said defensively, "She told me so." He turned and walked away, for the moment he couldn't stand Tarlammenion. He went down to the pub to get some breakfast. Lintelossëwen ran up to him. The hood of her cloak was drawn up to cover her face.
"We have to leave, now," She said desperately.
"Now. Why?" Legolas asked. Lintelossëwen didn't answer she only looked nervously at the corner. At a table in the corner, sat an elf dressed in gray. He had long black hair and green eyes that were fixed on Lintelossëwen.
"Gimli we're leaving." Legolas called to the dwarf.
"But I haven't finished my breakfast yet." Gimli complained. Lintelossëwen grabbed on to the back of Gimli's shirt collar and pulled him towards the door, Tarlammenion and Legolas at her heals. Lintelossëwen hurried down the street.
"We have to get off the main road." She said, as they quickly made their way out of town. "We should stay on the back roads and…" she didn't have a chance to finish her sentence. The elf dressed in gray leaped out of the dark alley; he pinned Lintelossëwen to the ground.
"You will pay for what you have done, Agaryulnaer." He hissed; anger burned in his eyes. He raised a curved knife and drove it at Lintelossëwen's heart. But she managed to free her hand and she punched him in the face. He fell back; Legolas drew his bow and shot an arrow at the elf in gray. The elf moved quickly, but not quickly enough. Legolas' arrow struck his torso. The elf in gray gasped in shock and pain.
"This is not over, Lintelossëwen." The elf growled, "We shall meet again when the odds are even." And he disappeared into the dark alley from whence he came. Lintelossëwen rose to her feet.
"Who was that?" Tarlammenion inquired.
"Eriâion, my brother." Lintelossëwen replied.
"Your brother!? But he acted like he wanted you dead." Legolas said.
"He does want me dead." Lintelossëwen said with a grimace.
"Why?" Gimli asked.
"He blames me, still, for the death of our father." Lintelossëwen replied; she had a far off look in her eyes, "He would say that I killed him."
"And would he be correct?" Tarlammenion asked. Legolas expected her to deny it, but instead she said nothing. Legolas' blood ran cold, was it true? How could any one do any thing so horrible? Even in the moments when he was most angry with Thranduil the thought of murder never crossed his mind. He grabbed Lintelossëwen by the shoulders, forcing her to look in to his eyes.
"Lintelossëwen, is it true?" he asked urgently. Lintelossëwen turned away, without answering. She didn't need to, the look in her eyes told Legolas that the accusations were true.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.
"Legolas…" He started but Legolas cut him off.
"I know what you would say, Tarlammenion. And what you would have me do." He said.
"You think you know me so well?" Tarlammenion said, "My friend, I have given up trying to tell you what to do; for I have realized that you are far too headstrong to take my advice. All I will ask of you now is to think hard before you get too involved."
"I no longer need to think, I have made up my mind. I love her." Legolas said.
"You are sure of this?" Tarlammenion asked.
"As sure as I am standing here." Legolas replied.
"Then there is no more I can say. I will stand in your way no longer." Tarlammenion said with a sigh, he couldn't help but feel uneasy about his whole thing. They returned and found that Gimli (having returned from gathering firewood) was quite shocked to find Lintelossëwen still alive.
"I know of no one who could survive such an ordeal" he said, obviously impressed. Lintelossëwen only smiled.
"Tonight we make camp; tomorrow night we shall reach Thade. It's a small village but it has an inn, maybe we can get a warm bed and good food." She said.
"I'll take the first watch," Tarlammenion said, and he sat down on a rock. He couldn't sleep anyways.
Lintelossëwen awoke with a start; she had a bad dream. The screams were still present in her mind. She saw Tarlammenion sitting on a rock by the fire, deep in thought. She got up and sat down across from him.
"You can go to bed now, it's my turn to stand watch." Lintelossëwen said. But he didn't go to bed he just sat and stared at her for a while. After what felt like an hour he finally spoke.
"Lintelossëwen, I want to apologize for the way I've been behaving my self. I don't think I've been treating you fairly. I'm sorry." He said.
"Oh, ok." Lintelossëwen said shocked
After another pause of awkward silence Tarlammenion spoke again.
"He says that he loves you, you know." Tarlammenion said. Lintelossëwen was surprised at this, but she didn't see what it had to do with anything.
"So." She said.
"I suggest that you think about whether or not the feeling is mutual before you go any further with this. I won't stand idly by and watch you break my best friends heart."
Lintelossëwen was about to respond in anger but then she stopped. There was a ring of truth in what Tarlammenion said. She was not sure if her feelings for Legolas extended to love. She desired him; there was no doubt about that. But it was more lust than love. It was not that she didn't believe in love; she believed in love sure enough, she just didn't believe she was capable of it. Could she really take advantage of his feelings for her? Tarlammenion smiled as if he could sense her conflict.
"I thought so." He said, and he went to bed. Lintelossëwen stayed up the rest of the night; wrestling with her moral issues. And she was no less confused when the sun rose that day. They traveled all day straight. The sky turned cloudy and dark, it began to rain when they finally reached Thade. They got rooms at the inn and went down stairs to the pub for some dinner. Legolas had changed out of his green velvet outfit. He was dressed entirely in black; he looked sleek and sexy. The dark color of his clothes made his blue eyes pop out even more and his hair gleamed like gold in the dim light of the pub. Lintelossëwen could not take her eyes off of him. His eyes met hers and he smiled warmly, which only made him even sexier. She gazed at him for a moment; then she got up and headed for her room. She hoped that Legolas would follow her. She paused in the hallway. She sensed Legolas coming up behind her; he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. It was at this moment that the last bit of indecision finally left Lintelossëwen. She took Legolas by the hand and guided him to her room. It was a small room lit only by candles. Legolas' skin was bathed in the pale candlelight; he was stunning. Lintelossëwen kissed him, as she did her hands began to explore his body. Legolas' own hands were busy slowly pulling Lintelossëwen's clothes off. A whimper of pleasure escaped his luscious lips when Lintelossëwen's hand brushed his inner thigh. He gently pushed her down on to the bed. Legolas finished undressing him self and he laid down on top of Lintelossëwen. He nibbled and sucked at her neck as his hands caressed her legs and thighs. She groaned in satisfaction. Legolas became aroused.
"Aiya!" Lintelossëwen gasped as he entered her. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. The room suddenly became a lot warmer and Legolas began to sweat from the heat and effort. They continued make love for about an hour when Legolas finished. He stayed on top of Lintelossëwen; he kissed her eyes.
"I love you." He whispered in to her ear. Lintelossëwen froze up she didn't know how to respond. After what felt like and eternity she finally replied.
"I love you too." She said; she found herself gazing into those beautiful blue eyes. It was true. Gods help her; she was in love. Legolas got off her and laid next to her on the bed, he pulled her close. So this is love, Lintelossëwen thought to herself. She both adored and hated the feeling. She felt so warm and safe in his arms, she felt as if his touch could heal all wounds. But she also felt helpless; he held her heart in the palm of his hand, and if he so chose he could crush it. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. She sighed, taking in the good with the bad. She laid her head down on his chest and fell asleep.
Legolas woke up to the sound of Lintelossëwen's screams. He reached out and pulled her close to him. She clung to him; she was shaking violently. Legolas stroked her hair and whispered calming words into her ear. She calmed down and loosened her grasp on him.
"What's wrong my love." Legolas asked in a concerned tone.
"Nothing, it was only a bad dream." Lintelossëwen said, still a little shaken up.
"It's sounded like more than just 'a bad dream'." Legolas said skeptically.
"It's nothing." Lintelossëwen insisted; she got up and began to dress.
"Are you sure?" Legolas asked, uncertain.
"Yes, my love. It's nothing that you need to be concerned about." Lintelossëwen said and she flashed him a smile, but it looked forced. Legolas frowned; Lintelossëwen walked over and kissed him
"It's fine, really." She said, "Come on get dressed so we can have some breakfast before we leave." She finished dressing and she left. Legolas sat in bed for a while; he was confused. The way Lintelossëwen had clung on to him scared him. Things didn't seem "fine". He sighed; he really wished that Lintelossëwen would be more open with him. He got dressed, and walked out the door. Tarlammenion was standing in the hallway, when he saw Legolas walk out of Lintelossëwen's room.
"Legolas! You didn't." Tarlammenion said, shocked. Legolas only smiled sheepishly.
"Lintelossëwen feeling for you is lust, not love. Why can't you see that?" Tarlammenion said.
"She does love me," Legolas said defensively, "She told me so." He turned and walked away, for the moment he couldn't stand Tarlammenion. He went down to the pub to get some breakfast. Lintelossëwen ran up to him. The hood of her cloak was drawn up to cover her face.
"We have to leave, now," She said desperately.
"Now. Why?" Legolas asked. Lintelossëwen didn't answer she only looked nervously at the corner. At a table in the corner, sat an elf dressed in gray. He had long black hair and green eyes that were fixed on Lintelossëwen.
"Gimli we're leaving." Legolas called to the dwarf.
"But I haven't finished my breakfast yet." Gimli complained. Lintelossëwen grabbed on to the back of Gimli's shirt collar and pulled him towards the door, Tarlammenion and Legolas at her heals. Lintelossëwen hurried down the street.
"We have to get off the main road." She said, as they quickly made their way out of town. "We should stay on the back roads and…" she didn't have a chance to finish her sentence. The elf dressed in gray leaped out of the dark alley; he pinned Lintelossëwen to the ground.
"You will pay for what you have done, Agaryulnaer." He hissed; anger burned in his eyes. He raised a curved knife and drove it at Lintelossëwen's heart. But she managed to free her hand and she punched him in the face. He fell back; Legolas drew his bow and shot an arrow at the elf in gray. The elf moved quickly, but not quickly enough. Legolas' arrow struck his torso. The elf in gray gasped in shock and pain.
"This is not over, Lintelossëwen." The elf growled, "We shall meet again when the odds are even." And he disappeared into the dark alley from whence he came. Lintelossëwen rose to her feet.
"Who was that?" Tarlammenion inquired.
"Eriâion, my brother." Lintelossëwen replied.
"Your brother!? But he acted like he wanted you dead." Legolas said.
"He does want me dead." Lintelossëwen said with a grimace.
"Why?" Gimli asked.
"He blames me, still, for the death of our father." Lintelossëwen replied; she had a far off look in her eyes, "He would say that I killed him."
"And would he be correct?" Tarlammenion asked. Legolas expected her to deny it, but instead she said nothing. Legolas' blood ran cold, was it true? How could any one do any thing so horrible? Even in the moments when he was most angry with Thranduil the thought of murder never crossed his mind. He grabbed Lintelossëwen by the shoulders, forcing her to look in to his eyes.
"Lintelossëwen, is it true?" he asked urgently. Lintelossëwen turned away, without answering. She didn't need to, the look in her eyes told Legolas that the accusations were true.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.