Ok everybody, this isn't a very long chapter but I really just had to post
it. I really hope you like it. Enjoy!
Dinner was filled with conversation of the coming journey to Gondor and what was to happen after. Eomer and Legolas seemed satisfied to go along with whatever plan Gandalf devised and assured everyone else that he was trustworthy. The people of Rohan didn't particularly like Gandalf and after the one ring was destroyed were sure they were rid of him. But he seemed to come and go as he pleased and usually it's the worst possible timing. Elora and Morgan trusted him though, they'd seen a fairy queen appear in the middle of the forest this wizard business was nothing.
"Where we come from all the wizards are women." Morgan said as Elora rolled her eyes as she tore a small piece of bread from the roll on her plate. "Not all." She said as he shook his head.
"Yes all of them. The only man wizard was good and he left our lands long before we were born, since him every once in a while women would get it in their heads to stir up trouble and cast some curses." Elora sighed as Morgan went on about how Tir Asleen was curses by Bavmorda because she loved it's prince who was to marry another woman named Fin Raziel.
"Fin Raziel saved our people, and my life. May her soul rest in peace." Eomer looked closely at Elora's expression and narrowed his eyes in thought.
"What exactly happened between you and this witch Bavmorda." He said as she looked up and seemed slightly hesitant before she went on. "I guess you should know." She said briefly as she looked at him then Legolas and the few other people who sat at the table with them, mainly generals and a few respected house servants.
"When I was born I was part of a prophecy that was written long ago, by the mage or wizard Morgan spoke of. He said a child would be born and she would bear strange markings and she would rule the eastern lands and it's people. It was also said that this child was to be the bane of the evil sorceress that would try to put those lands under her curse." She paused and her face went placid and she shrugged. "That baby was me and Bavmorda found me and it was by the bravery of a small man named Willow that my life was spared. You would call him a halfling I guess, his folk are called Nelwyn's to us." A smile crossed her features. "He and a man I would later call father saved me with Fin Raziel's help and it was Bavmorda's own evil spell that destroyed her, and in the end her own daughter turned against her. Sorsha is her name, ten times the warrior I will ever be, she married Madmartigan and they've raised me in Tir Asleen until I am ready to claim the throne." She seemed to finish then and waited for a response or question.
"You say a halfling?" Eomer said as Elora nodded. "We have them here as well, two are in Minas Tirith on an extended visit as we speak. You would be lucky to meet them, only a few years ago it was a Hobbit as we call them that saved our lands from the evil of Sauron. They are a hearty and heart felt folk." She could tell by his tone he meant it and she nodded.
"Then I would indeed love to meet them." Then it was Legolas who turned to her.
"When I mended your arm I noticed a mark, I thought it was a tattoo. Is that the mark you speak of?" He asked from his spot across the table from her, his gaze slipping to her arm.
"Yes it is, the only thing that links me to my past. Hopefully when I see Gandalf again he can better explain my lineage." She said as she took a sip of wine. They then turned back to light banter and plans for the road until Eomer stood when everyone was finished and excused himself. The table cleared after that as all went to their chambers for some much needed rest.
When Elora walked from the dinning hall she saw Eomer waiting outside the door. His hair was combed and his clothes were regal and hung well on his tall frame. She smiled as he offered his arm to her and she took it.
They talked pleasantly until they reached her room and she stopped and was about to turned to face Eomer and say goodnight when she saw someone down the hall. It was the same room with the large windows that she and Legolas had watched the sunset in. She didn't need to look again to know who it was.
"I hope that your room is to your liking." He said as she turned and smiled to him.
Legolas ducked around the corner hoping she hadn't seen him. He was being rediculous, acting like a child! He put his palm against his forehead and then leaned back on the wall thudding his head against it. What was he thinking, he wanted her to feel the same way about him but it would only cause pain. Could he be with her in the end. They both had kingdom's they were bound to by birth right, and he could not live a mortal life and she couldn't an immortal one. Still he inched his was to the corner and peered towards her room.
"I thank you again for your hospitality, it means a lot to us." She was saying as Eomer smiled and then nodded.
"It is not trouble." Eomer said back. "I bid you a good night's rest."
"And you your majesty." As she said this Eomer frowned and shook his head.
"Call me Eomer, please." He said as she smiled and nodded.
"Alright Eomer, I shall see you tomorrow." He said something as he turned and walked down the hall and Legolas saw Elora walk into her room and listened for the click as the door closed. He wondered if he should go see her or not, what would he say? The choice was taken from him as he saw her head lean out the door until Eomer was gone, then she slipped out and began walking in Legolas' direction. He panicked.
He jumped back and slammed his back flat against the stone wall, his eyes searched for a place he could hide before she reached him. Had she seen him? What was he going to say to her? Her light steps neared and he sighed, he would simply say he was going for a walk and wanted to look at the stars through the windows. Elves like stars, that'll work. He nodded to himself, he was prince he was used to talking under pressure.
And then she appeared around the corner and her eyes searched the dark silently, his composure was forgotten. His breath caught, the room was lit only by the starlight that flowed in from the huge windows. She was beautiful. Her dark eyes grazed the shadows where he stood and then they met his own. A slight smile met her lips as she walked to him.
"I was just..." She grabbed his hands and pulled him into the blue light that gave the room a glowing etheral look. "...going for a walk." He finished quietly.
He looked like an angel the soft light on his hair, his fair features accented and his bright eyes shone as if they held their own light source. Suddenly he could find nothing to say, she was tracing his features with her eyes her hands still in his own. When she was done her eyes met his again and suddenly a brilliant smile lit her face and it was like he was glimpsing heaven.
"Your eyes are like stars, I could gaze at them all night." The words breathed past her lips and Legolas' heart thudded. He lifted his hand to her face running it along her cheek then to her jaw he tilted her head up and they neared eachother. Elora closed her eyes, and felt his lips meet hers softly. She opened them and saw him gazing at her face which he now held in both his hands. He smiled broadly then and she could've cried at how beautiful he was.
"My heart beats for you and you alone." Without another word he pulled her flush against him and kissed her, all doubts leaving his mind in a second. She responded without hesitation, parting her lips and letting him deepen the kiss going on her tiptoes to reach his height. He snaked one arm around her back and the other to her neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps where he touched as he moved his hand into her long hair. They stood like this more several minutes, oblivious to the outside world. The only thing that existed was the person they held.
When they finally broke the kiss Legolas looked to stars through the windows and pulled her back to him and bent down to gently kiss her lower neck. She tilted her head her eye glazed as she sighed. Looking at the sky she couldn't help but thank the God's that Bavmorda had returned, otherwise she would never have encountered this angel. They looked at the stars silently for a few moments then Legolas tightened his arms around her.
"You must rest, you are still weak and I've kept you up too long." She smiled and reached a hand back to caress his face, his eyes closing at the touch.
"I don't want to move." She said as he sighed, the breath gently brushing her neck.
"You must, come I will walk you to your room." He said as she turned to face him. Her eyes met his and he was truely worried whether he could say goodnight to her or not.
"I've never felt this way before." She admitted plainly as he swallowed. "You don't have to feel the same way or say anything." She looked down. "I know I am not like you, I'm sure the women of your race are more beautiful than me by far. But if I never feel this again I still would not trade all that has happened, because the path I've taken lead me to you." A tear was threatening to fall from his eye as he blinked at her. He pushed her hair back from her face and kissed her forehead.
"In all my years I have never met anyone like you. You are fearless yet merciful and gentle...and the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." Letting his hands gently caress her arms he smiled. "Anything you feel cannot match what is blazing in my soul for you. When I saw you laying still as death in that field surrounded by orcs, I felt as though my heart had been torn in two." She smiled at him and brushed away the single tear that trailed down his cheek. After a pause she spoke.
"You know I hadn't planned on kissing you." She said as he smiled. "Oh really?" He asked as she nodded with a grin.
"I thought for sure I would not have the courage to, you seem a gem beyond my reach." He grinned and trapped her hand against his chest.
"Not anymore." He leaned down and let his lips brush over her's once more before forcing himself to pull away. "But now you must go to sleep and I must release you before I never let go." She nodded and took his hand as he walked her down the hall to her room where he kissed her once more then she left him alone in the hall.
He stood there for a moment and then leaned his head against her door putting a hand to his chest. Then he smiled and turned walking back to his room in a daze.
Well? It was short I know but I had to get this posted! Tell me what you think about the smooches! Read and Review PLEASE! If it ain't good tell me, if you love it then please make my day!
Dinner was filled with conversation of the coming journey to Gondor and what was to happen after. Eomer and Legolas seemed satisfied to go along with whatever plan Gandalf devised and assured everyone else that he was trustworthy. The people of Rohan didn't particularly like Gandalf and after the one ring was destroyed were sure they were rid of him. But he seemed to come and go as he pleased and usually it's the worst possible timing. Elora and Morgan trusted him though, they'd seen a fairy queen appear in the middle of the forest this wizard business was nothing.
"Where we come from all the wizards are women." Morgan said as Elora rolled her eyes as she tore a small piece of bread from the roll on her plate. "Not all." She said as he shook his head.
"Yes all of them. The only man wizard was good and he left our lands long before we were born, since him every once in a while women would get it in their heads to stir up trouble and cast some curses." Elora sighed as Morgan went on about how Tir Asleen was curses by Bavmorda because she loved it's prince who was to marry another woman named Fin Raziel.
"Fin Raziel saved our people, and my life. May her soul rest in peace." Eomer looked closely at Elora's expression and narrowed his eyes in thought.
"What exactly happened between you and this witch Bavmorda." He said as she looked up and seemed slightly hesitant before she went on. "I guess you should know." She said briefly as she looked at him then Legolas and the few other people who sat at the table with them, mainly generals and a few respected house servants.
"When I was born I was part of a prophecy that was written long ago, by the mage or wizard Morgan spoke of. He said a child would be born and she would bear strange markings and she would rule the eastern lands and it's people. It was also said that this child was to be the bane of the evil sorceress that would try to put those lands under her curse." She paused and her face went placid and she shrugged. "That baby was me and Bavmorda found me and it was by the bravery of a small man named Willow that my life was spared. You would call him a halfling I guess, his folk are called Nelwyn's to us." A smile crossed her features. "He and a man I would later call father saved me with Fin Raziel's help and it was Bavmorda's own evil spell that destroyed her, and in the end her own daughter turned against her. Sorsha is her name, ten times the warrior I will ever be, she married Madmartigan and they've raised me in Tir Asleen until I am ready to claim the throne." She seemed to finish then and waited for a response or question.
"You say a halfling?" Eomer said as Elora nodded. "We have them here as well, two are in Minas Tirith on an extended visit as we speak. You would be lucky to meet them, only a few years ago it was a Hobbit as we call them that saved our lands from the evil of Sauron. They are a hearty and heart felt folk." She could tell by his tone he meant it and she nodded.
"Then I would indeed love to meet them." Then it was Legolas who turned to her.
"When I mended your arm I noticed a mark, I thought it was a tattoo. Is that the mark you speak of?" He asked from his spot across the table from her, his gaze slipping to her arm.
"Yes it is, the only thing that links me to my past. Hopefully when I see Gandalf again he can better explain my lineage." She said as she took a sip of wine. They then turned back to light banter and plans for the road until Eomer stood when everyone was finished and excused himself. The table cleared after that as all went to their chambers for some much needed rest.
When Elora walked from the dinning hall she saw Eomer waiting outside the door. His hair was combed and his clothes were regal and hung well on his tall frame. She smiled as he offered his arm to her and she took it.
They talked pleasantly until they reached her room and she stopped and was about to turned to face Eomer and say goodnight when she saw someone down the hall. It was the same room with the large windows that she and Legolas had watched the sunset in. She didn't need to look again to know who it was.
"I hope that your room is to your liking." He said as she turned and smiled to him.
Legolas ducked around the corner hoping she hadn't seen him. He was being rediculous, acting like a child! He put his palm against his forehead and then leaned back on the wall thudding his head against it. What was he thinking, he wanted her to feel the same way about him but it would only cause pain. Could he be with her in the end. They both had kingdom's they were bound to by birth right, and he could not live a mortal life and she couldn't an immortal one. Still he inched his was to the corner and peered towards her room.
"I thank you again for your hospitality, it means a lot to us." She was saying as Eomer smiled and then nodded.
"It is not trouble." Eomer said back. "I bid you a good night's rest."
"And you your majesty." As she said this Eomer frowned and shook his head.
"Call me Eomer, please." He said as she smiled and nodded.
"Alright Eomer, I shall see you tomorrow." He said something as he turned and walked down the hall and Legolas saw Elora walk into her room and listened for the click as the door closed. He wondered if he should go see her or not, what would he say? The choice was taken from him as he saw her head lean out the door until Eomer was gone, then she slipped out and began walking in Legolas' direction. He panicked.
He jumped back and slammed his back flat against the stone wall, his eyes searched for a place he could hide before she reached him. Had she seen him? What was he going to say to her? Her light steps neared and he sighed, he would simply say he was going for a walk and wanted to look at the stars through the windows. Elves like stars, that'll work. He nodded to himself, he was prince he was used to talking under pressure.
And then she appeared around the corner and her eyes searched the dark silently, his composure was forgotten. His breath caught, the room was lit only by the starlight that flowed in from the huge windows. She was beautiful. Her dark eyes grazed the shadows where he stood and then they met his own. A slight smile met her lips as she walked to him.
"I was just..." She grabbed his hands and pulled him into the blue light that gave the room a glowing etheral look. "...going for a walk." He finished quietly.
He looked like an angel the soft light on his hair, his fair features accented and his bright eyes shone as if they held their own light source. Suddenly he could find nothing to say, she was tracing his features with her eyes her hands still in his own. When she was done her eyes met his again and suddenly a brilliant smile lit her face and it was like he was glimpsing heaven.
"Your eyes are like stars, I could gaze at them all night." The words breathed past her lips and Legolas' heart thudded. He lifted his hand to her face running it along her cheek then to her jaw he tilted her head up and they neared eachother. Elora closed her eyes, and felt his lips meet hers softly. She opened them and saw him gazing at her face which he now held in both his hands. He smiled broadly then and she could've cried at how beautiful he was.
"My heart beats for you and you alone." Without another word he pulled her flush against him and kissed her, all doubts leaving his mind in a second. She responded without hesitation, parting her lips and letting him deepen the kiss going on her tiptoes to reach his height. He snaked one arm around her back and the other to her neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps where he touched as he moved his hand into her long hair. They stood like this more several minutes, oblivious to the outside world. The only thing that existed was the person they held.
When they finally broke the kiss Legolas looked to stars through the windows and pulled her back to him and bent down to gently kiss her lower neck. She tilted her head her eye glazed as she sighed. Looking at the sky she couldn't help but thank the God's that Bavmorda had returned, otherwise she would never have encountered this angel. They looked at the stars silently for a few moments then Legolas tightened his arms around her.
"You must rest, you are still weak and I've kept you up too long." She smiled and reached a hand back to caress his face, his eyes closing at the touch.
"I don't want to move." She said as he sighed, the breath gently brushing her neck.
"You must, come I will walk you to your room." He said as she turned to face him. Her eyes met his and he was truely worried whether he could say goodnight to her or not.
"I've never felt this way before." She admitted plainly as he swallowed. "You don't have to feel the same way or say anything." She looked down. "I know I am not like you, I'm sure the women of your race are more beautiful than me by far. But if I never feel this again I still would not trade all that has happened, because the path I've taken lead me to you." A tear was threatening to fall from his eye as he blinked at her. He pushed her hair back from her face and kissed her forehead.
"In all my years I have never met anyone like you. You are fearless yet merciful and gentle...and the most beautiful creature I have ever seen." Letting his hands gently caress her arms he smiled. "Anything you feel cannot match what is blazing in my soul for you. When I saw you laying still as death in that field surrounded by orcs, I felt as though my heart had been torn in two." She smiled at him and brushed away the single tear that trailed down his cheek. After a pause she spoke.
"You know I hadn't planned on kissing you." She said as he smiled. "Oh really?" He asked as she nodded with a grin.
"I thought for sure I would not have the courage to, you seem a gem beyond my reach." He grinned and trapped her hand against his chest.
"Not anymore." He leaned down and let his lips brush over her's once more before forcing himself to pull away. "But now you must go to sleep and I must release you before I never let go." She nodded and took his hand as he walked her down the hall to her room where he kissed her once more then she left him alone in the hall.
He stood there for a moment and then leaned his head against her door putting a hand to his chest. Then he smiled and turned walking back to his room in a daze.
Well? It was short I know but I had to get this posted! Tell me what you think about the smooches! Read and Review PLEASE! If it ain't good tell me, if you love it then please make my day!