Plans of the Future

"Uhhh…" Elmeraith moaned as she strived to fully gain consciousness. Someone patted her forehead softly with a wet cloth. It was cool on her head. She soon didn't have to struggle any longer. Her eyes fluttered and opened, but all was a blur (for a moment). There on the side of her bed was Legolas, bent over her, tending to her scratches and wounds (which were minor). Elmeraith studied him in the silence for a moment. His hair looked as soft as ever and his eyes were warm, though he wasn't smiling. "I almost lost you," he said coldly, but unintentionally. "Why did you leave again? It is dangerous out here in Mirkwood."

"I missed you so much, Legolas. What could I have done?" Elmeraith explained. "I was told that if you want something to happen, you have to make it happen. I was afraid you'd never get the chance to come back."

He sighed. "I'm glad your safe. You are in my father's house and so is Elhenin," he clarified.

She suddenly remembered the things that had happened before. She shot up from the bed, but the pain in her shoulder brought her back down. "What happened? Why does my arm hurt?" she asked, clutching to her clothed shoulder. The blood had left a stain, but was all washed away.

"Some strange animal bit you when I found you in the woods. No matter what I did, I could not wake you."

She nodded. She felt tears streaming down her eyes once again. Every time she cried lately, it had been about Legolas. She loved him so much and was frightened that it would all end some time soon. It was better than anything that had ever happened to her. She was so afraid that he'd leave her or she'd awake from a dream to find herself alone in her bed.

"What's wrong, beautiful lady?" he asked, touching her face tenderly. "I hate to see such a lovely woman cry."

"I'm afraid, Legolas. I'm afraid that you'll leave me again and never come back. Is there any way that I can be sure you'll love me forever?"

His face was grave in confusion. He seemed to be deep in thought. "I'll think about what you have said. Did you miss me as I missed you?" he asked.

She pulled a glowing blue stone from her pocket. "How could I not?"

His smile was wide as he looked upon the glowing stone that he had given her several months before. "I was hoping that you'd never forget my love for you."

She shook her head gravely. "Legolas, that's what I mean. How is it that you say you love me, but you run off?"

Legolas frowned again. "My father wanted me back. I was afraid that you considered me as another man, just another one. I feel ridiculous saying this, but I thought it all was too good to be true. I wanted to leave, because, well, I was afraid of being abandoned by you. I had never fallen in love before…"

"Legolas, what I feel for you is real love. I used to think I was in love with some of the boys I'd meet, but what I had felt before is nothing in comparison to this. I wouldn't ride all the way here if it wasn't love that I felt. I never planned on going back to Gondor. I wanted to stay here forever."

"With me forever?" he asked hopefully.

She blushed. "Well, yes. That's all I want. I know I can't hide it, though I feel embarrassed. If I never told you, I'd regret it forever. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Elmeraith," he said softly. "I want to be with you forever also. I don't know what I would do if you weren't in my life…I want to marry you. I can't believe I'm saying this, because I've never thought about asking it, but I would die if you wouldn't marry me. I can't remember not loving you. It's as if you were with me my whole life…"

Elmeraith pulled him closer and kissed him softly. He ripped away from her for a moment. "Does that mean yes?"

She laughed. "Of course."

He put his hands to the side of his face and he appeared to be so surprised and happy. He held some of his hair in his hands. The expression was funnier than any expression Elmeraith had seen on him. "I'm getting married," he said to himself softly as if he couldn't believe it. "I'm getting married!" he then yelled. He laughed, still a funny look on his face. He picked her up in the air and twirled her around, laughing with her.



Legolas passed elves through the halls, humming to himself. His face was flushed; for he had been laughing for so long. An elf strolled by, his cousin, Minyalaith.

"Minyalaith!" Legolas practically yelled out her name, though she was quite near him. She turned and smiled, but she appeared to be a bit puzzled. "What is going on?" she asked. "You look so excited. I haven't seen you look THIS happy since…"

"Oh, Minyalaith, you won't believe it," he gasped. "I am getting married!"

"What?" she screeched. "To who?"

He took a deep breath. He could hardly hold the excitement. "I'm getting married to Aragorn's daughter, Elmeraith."

Minyalaith giggled. "I can't believe it! You must let me meet her!"

"You'll get to meet her," Legolas assured her. "This feels so wonderful, I feel like shouting it to the world!" Legolas said excitedly.

Minyalaith smiled warmly and patted her cousin's shoulder. "You're going to be so happy, Legolas, I just know it. I'll spread the word!"

"I must go tell more elves! I must tell everyone!" Legolas said walking away quickly to tell his friends.

Minyalaith laughed as he watched him go. "Legolas, getting married," she whispered to herself. "How cute."



Elmeraith looked around the room from in the bed. In the corner of the room there was her tattered duffel bag, which her horse had carried on his side. She looked down at her tattered white blouse and dark green pants and frowned. She stumbled out of the comfortable bed and struggled to her feet. Her legs felt stiff and little did she know she had been asleep for a week.

She laboriously walked over to her bag and rummaged through it till she came across her blue dress. She smiled because it brought her warm memories with Legolas. The day they had walked through the gardens together was such a wonderful memory for the both of them.

Deep in the bag Elmeraith found her silver crown, almost identical to her Great grandmother's crown, Galadriel. (Incase you didn't know, Elrond married Celebrian, Galadriel's daughter, and had Arwen. So that would make Elmeraith, Galadriel's great grand-daughter. Freaky, huh? Anyways…)

Elmeraith slipped on her nice light blue dress. Her eyes sparkled as she looked into the mirror on the wall. She placed the silver crown lightly upon her head and walked from the room.

She smiled so brightly, for she couldn't stop thinking about one thing, 'I'm getting married.'

She walked through the halls, filled with blond elves clothed in green as Legolas was. Elmeraith nervously walked by them as they stared in wonder of her beauty. "She's getting married to Legolas, some say," whispered a few of them. "She sure is beautiful."

"Elmeraith!" she heard Legolas. She quickly turned around to see Legolas, running towards her. He came to her and grabbed her hands, staring at her up and down. "You look so beautiful," he said. He then paused. "Wait, you have something on your cheek. He got close to her and rubbed her cheek with his soft, gentle hands.

"What was it?" Elmeraith asked.

He smiled. "It was nothing. It was just an excuse to get a better look at your gorgeous eyes."

She laughed a little. "I love you."

"I love you too," he answered. He kissed her gently upon the lips and when they pulled apart, they were glad that no one stared at them. "You're the most wonderful thing out there," he whispered, his soft lips gently tickling her ear.

(You like? I couldn't take it anymore!!! They HAD to get married NOW. Well, that's for later. I'm reading a book that tells me about Middle Earth Weddings and Traditions. I need to read some before I start on the next chapter! Farewell! Till next time we meet! 2dles…

Lauren ^_^)