I am glad that you are open to the changes in Aragorn, unlike the
changes in Legolas. I tried to imagine how the actual characters would
react in these types of situations, and for me it works pretty well. I am
always open to you're opinions on this topic. Also I want apologize for not
stating that this story is AU! And one more thing…I haven't put in a
disclaimer in awhile so here it is! Disclaimer: I own nothing…though I
wished I owned Faramir…or Legolas…or maybe Faramir…I just can't decide…but
I don't own them so it doesn't matter! Thoughts are in * and elvish speech
is in '. Enjoy!
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Starlight shone down upon us, through the leaves of trees at the borders of Lothlorien. As we rode in the eerie but comforting green light, I felt Lady Galadriel's presence, and I shuddered.
'What's wrong?' Faramir asked, looking concerned.
'Nothing,' I replied, but even the act of looking at him made me want to kiss him. I regretted what I had done with him earlier, for now the feeling of desire was ten times worse. 'I can sense someone coming,' I said.
Instinctively his hand went to his sword hilt. 'Tis only Lady Galadriel,' I said gently, placing my hand on top of his. Fire seared through my body, and I almost cried out, I wanted him so badly.
*What makes you want to cry out, Prince of Mirkwood?* came a clear gentle voice I had heard before. All nine of us turned to see the radiant Lady of the Wood, who was flanked by five other elves, one who I knew all to well.
*Tis nothing my lady,* I thought bowing to her, and she smiled knowingly. She looked over everyone else in turn, and then finally spoke out loud, in the common tongue.
"Welcome to Lothlorien," she looked at Gimli, who blushed. "I am glad that you have all managed to return to us safely. Now if you will all follow me, for I am sure you are weary…"
She led us to the inner part of the wood, were the trees glowed faintly beneath the foliage. Here we divided into groups to go to bed. I was thankful that she didn't pair me up with Aragorn…or Faramir. I wondered if she knew of my love for Faramir and Aragorn's deal. After bidding good night to the hobbits I had no more doubt in my mind for she said, 'I would wish to speak with you Legolas.' She extended her soft hand to me and I took it, and she led me to a nearby clearing. 'I want to speak to you about your relationship with the son of Denathor.'
'So you know,' I said, knowing that I couldn't hide anything from her.
She smiled. 'Yes, and I see that your heart is pure and so is you love for Faramir. But now I ask you…does he feel the same way?'
'Of course he does! He told me so!'
'I thought you already learned from Aragorn that a humans word is not always worth what you think it is.'
'But Faramir is not like Aragorn,' I said.
'How are sure Legolas?' she said and I became frustrated because she was saying this.
'Because… I just know!' I yelled before running away, trying to find some solitude.
'Would you mind speaking with him Haldir?' asked Galadriel, looking somber.
'Yes,'
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Starlight shone down upon us, through the leaves of trees at the borders of Lothlorien. As we rode in the eerie but comforting green light, I felt Lady Galadriel's presence, and I shuddered.
'What's wrong?' Faramir asked, looking concerned.
'Nothing,' I replied, but even the act of looking at him made me want to kiss him. I regretted what I had done with him earlier, for now the feeling of desire was ten times worse. 'I can sense someone coming,' I said.
Instinctively his hand went to his sword hilt. 'Tis only Lady Galadriel,' I said gently, placing my hand on top of his. Fire seared through my body, and I almost cried out, I wanted him so badly.
*What makes you want to cry out, Prince of Mirkwood?* came a clear gentle voice I had heard before. All nine of us turned to see the radiant Lady of the Wood, who was flanked by five other elves, one who I knew all to well.
*Tis nothing my lady,* I thought bowing to her, and she smiled knowingly. She looked over everyone else in turn, and then finally spoke out loud, in the common tongue.
"Welcome to Lothlorien," she looked at Gimli, who blushed. "I am glad that you have all managed to return to us safely. Now if you will all follow me, for I am sure you are weary…"
She led us to the inner part of the wood, were the trees glowed faintly beneath the foliage. Here we divided into groups to go to bed. I was thankful that she didn't pair me up with Aragorn…or Faramir. I wondered if she knew of my love for Faramir and Aragorn's deal. After bidding good night to the hobbits I had no more doubt in my mind for she said, 'I would wish to speak with you Legolas.' She extended her soft hand to me and I took it, and she led me to a nearby clearing. 'I want to speak to you about your relationship with the son of Denathor.'
'So you know,' I said, knowing that I couldn't hide anything from her.
She smiled. 'Yes, and I see that your heart is pure and so is you love for Faramir. But now I ask you…does he feel the same way?'
'Of course he does! He told me so!'
'I thought you already learned from Aragorn that a humans word is not always worth what you think it is.'
'But Faramir is not like Aragorn,' I said.
'How are sure Legolas?' she said and I became frustrated because she was saying this.
'Because… I just know!' I yelled before running away, trying to find some solitude.
'Would you mind speaking with him Haldir?' asked Galadriel, looking somber.
'Yes,'