I have nothing against German or Japanese, but Sues have a tendency to use one of them if they don't know a good Elvish translator site. All misspellings are perfectly intentional.
Disclaimer: See the first chapter.
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Legolas looked over the fire into her eyes, eyes that swirled with many colors of brilliant flame. She smiled; the reflection of the firelight on her perfect, glossy teeth nearly blinded the studly elf-prince.
"What, pray, doesest thee wisheth of myself, fair prince?" she asked coyly, batting her long, dark eyelashes. Legolas' heart skipped a beat.
"Naught of which I canneth asketh of thou, my lady," he replied shyly, yet somehow still very masculinely. "Thee is much kindly to asketh myself of what I wishest."
"But and yet so, it be only mine duty," she countered in a glorious blaze of conjunctions. "I wouldeth but giveth unto thou thyself mine heart."
Legolas' heart skipped another beat. His chest was beginning to hurt.
"For truely I loveth thou," he declared, "and thus furthermore wouldeth but die for unto thine."
"But yet then, what wouldeth occur with mine self, wereth thee to perish?" she cried, as the wind whipped back her silvery-blond locks that were long and thin and shone like many, many diamonds.
Legolas' heart skipped yet another beat. He promptly had a heart attack and toppled into the fire. She had to rescue him, heal his wounds with her powers of musical light magic sparkles, and, naturally, give him mouth-to-mouth.
To her dismay, despite all her efforts, Legolas was dying. He whispered what he thought were his last final words in Germanapanese, the lost language of the Lavender Silk Fairies, of whom his would-be rescuer was the princess by majority vote.
"Silver Moon Starry Isildura Magicwen Belle Natalia Goldstone...I loveth thee. Carryeth ye on whence I am deadened."
"No!" she shrieked brokenly, shedding flaming tears that left glowing trails down her cheeks. She cast herself into the fire. In a blaze of glory, she burst and lit up the sky like a firecracker.
Legolas wept in a manly, hot, studly way, being now fully healed by her heroic noble honored beautiful heart-breaking sacrificial death. His only one true forever love was dead.
Now he had all eternity to mope about it.
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