Author's note: Thanks Dwen, Elenya, and ollyg for reviewing! Don't get too comfortable Legolas fans as Lilli may still be drawn back to Boromir, or she may not. Hee-hee, I'm a mean author, aren't I?

Elenya by Shelly

CHAPTER FIFTEEN


The next morning dawned bright and fair, the bright sunlight beckoning to her from her deep slumber as she stretched and felt slender arms encircle her waist and warm skin nuzzle her neck. She shifted in his arms so she was facing him and found herself gazing into a pair of deep blue eyes so full of love she couldn't help but smile and kiss him. "Good morning, my prince," she greeted him.

"And to you also, my princess," he returned warmly. "Did you sleep well?"

She nodded and sighed deeply. "For the first time in a long time," she replied as she moved closer to him and kissed him slowly, starting on his neck and moving up to his sensitive ears. She heard his soft moan, the sound igniting a slow-burning fire deep within her.

"Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?" he groaned, his voice thick with surpressed desire as she traced the outline of his ear with her tongue, driving him more than a little crazy.

"Mm-hmm," she answered, moving so that she was lying on top of him and kissing him from his neck to his other ear. She felt his hardness beneath her, drawing a moan from them both as he had felt her brush against it. Their mouths came together in heated kisses as the flame of their desires consumed them both, his hands roaming over her body as he held her close to him, his own body crying out for more but holding back until she felt she was ready to do the same.

Then they both stopped suddenly as they heard a voice calling her name outside and she turned her shocked gaze back to Legolas' own desire-filled ones. "It's Aragorn," she breathed.

"He can wait awhile," he said, pulling her back down to resume what they had been doing.

She broke the kiss they had been sharing when she heard her name called again. "Just a minute!" she cried, trying her best to rise to her feet.

Aragorn waited patiently outside, not overly concerned at Legolas' absence from their pavilion last night but wanting to make sure his friend was okay anyway as well as seeing Lillisandra again, especially after the talk he had shared with Boromir. He heard a sound like something falling and heard her breathless voice, "Legolas, try not to be so rough!" His eyebrows raised a bit and a smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. "I can always come back later," he offered.

She found herself down on the floor after Legolas had grabbed her ankle when she would leave and now struggled half-heartedly against him as he attacked her with his mouth, kissing her on her neck and mouth. "I'll be right out-oh!" she moaned as he once again found the sensitive spot on her neck that had her losing all sense of herself.

Outside, Aragorn was trying his best to hold his laughter in as he had indeed found his friend, and in a compromising situation as well. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she moaned again when she was able to catch her breath from the thorough kissing she was getting from a very amorous elf, not that she minded as she was enjoying every bit of it, but she could only guess what Aragorn thought was going on in here and found it amusing by the sound of his voice. "Legolas, please," she whispered. "Do you enjoy embarrassing me so?" she asked, suddenly becoming serious.

He caught the tone of her voice and raised up to look into her eyes. "I guess I am," he admitted sheepishly, bringing a smile to her face.

"It's all right," she assured him. "I quite enjoy your affections, my lord."

"You do?" he questioned, brushing his lips against hers ever so lightly.

"Mm-hmm," she answered, pulling him close and giving him a kiss that threatened to tear down her hard fought resolve. But he proved to be stronger as he pulled away and rose to his feet, holding out his hands to help her to hers and combing his fingers through the silky strands of her hair to keep her from looking so disheveled. "Thank you," she said, touched that he would be so considerate.

They eventually emerged outside to see Aragorn standing with his back to them. "I knew he would be amused," she pointed out.

The ranger turned and caught her in a warm embrace. "It is good to see you alive and well, my friend," he laughed. "Although I wish it could've been under better circumstances."

Her smile held a bit of the sorrow she still felt inside her heart. "Will you tell me of your journey when you have the time?" she asked, feeling Legolas' arms come around her shoulders and hold her close.

"As a matter of fact today would be perfect as I had wished to show you Cerin Amroth. It is about half a days walk from here, and if we leave soon we could be back by nightfall."

She wondered what he was up to as she saw something else in his eyes. "Of course, I would love to see it," she answered then turned to look up at Legolas. "Would you like to come with us?"

He smiled and touched his hand to her cheek. "I think I will pass as I wish to look upon Lorien and see its beauty in the daylight." Then he kissed her softly. "I will look for you tonight then," he said then walked off into the forest, leaving her alone with Aragorn.

She watched him leave, wondering why he didn't wish to come along with them, then felt Aragorn's touch on her arm. She turned back towards him to see him regarding her with a questioning gaze. "Out with it, Aragorn," she sighed. "I know you have a million different questions buzzing around in that head of yours."

A smile crossed his face at the thought that she would know him so well. "I see that he stayed the night with you."

"Nothing happened," she quickly answered, knowing well what he was getting at. She noticed the pack he wore slung across his back and assumed that he had already packed everything they would need, although it looked a bit much for just two people. "I merely asked him to stay to see if by doing so I could become more comfortable around him."

A dark eyebrow raised. "It appears that it worked," he pointed out as they began walking.

"That still remains to be seen," she answered. "No matter how much I enjoy Legolas' company, I still cannot bring myself to be so intimate with him. I find that strange as I care for him very much and in time I may grow to love him. But with Boromir it was different as with just a touch he could make me dizzy."

"He said much the same about you," he said.

"You spoke with him much along your journey?" she asked.

He nodded. "We did. About many things but mostly about his feelings for you." The pack's strap began sliding off and he shouldered it back in place. "He knows that the One Ring was trying to corrupt him into doing you harm, but I fear that it is still corrupting him in other ways as well. After traveling together with him so long, I finally see him in the same light that you do. He carries a heavy burden as he wishes to defend Gondor from the evil forces of Mordor and protect Minas Tirith. He is a man of honor, and I would be honored to have one such as him fight alongside me." He turned his gaze towards her. "I remember you once told me that you both are betrothed. How did that come about?"

"It was his father's idea as I believe he wishes to use the power of my ring for his own purposes, and he knows that I will not willingly let him use it so he sought to bind me to his son instead. Only he didn't anticipate that we had fallen in love with each other or how deeply. Boromir tried to stop his father from announcing the engagement as he loved me too much to comdemn me to the same fate that his mother had suffered, but it was announced regardless of our feelings."

"And if you do happen to fall in love with Legolas, what of your betrothal then?"

She sighed as she looked across the forest floor which was spotted from the sunlight filtering down through the leaves. "I do not believe that I shall fall in love with him, Aragorn. Not while Boromir is still alive as I can never love anyone as much as I love him. Legolas knows this from the last night I was in Rivendell."

"So how do you explain this morning? It appears to me that you two have become close."

"I am attracted to him, yes. And I do love him, but it is not the same as it is with Boromir. I have told Legolas of my feelings towards him, yet he still continues to fight for something that may never be."

"And you would lead him into a false hope?" he asked. "You would be that cruel to him?"

"The last thing I wish to do is hurt him," she replied. "I am merely giving our relationship a chance to see where it may lead. Right now my feelings towards Boromir are fresh, but perhaps in time they may diminish the longer I am with Legolas." She gazed upwards at Aragorn. "Has there ever been a time when you met a human female that just for a moment distracted your thoughts from Arwen?"

He seemed deep in thought for a moment before a smile spread across his lips. "Perhaps there had been one, but we never had the chance to get to know one another and I felt so guilty afterwards for even allowing my thoughts to stray. She was filled with such life and beauty that it touched everything around her. I was transfixed by it." Then he seemed to shake himself from his memories. "I believe that I know something of your predicament. With the exception of yourself, most elves' love is timeless yet strong just as they themselves are. The love of mortals however, because of their short life span, burns hot and fierce at first, slowly becoming more steady as they grow older. I think that you are attracted to both these qualities, although it is the love of Boromir you would choose as I have seen a similar fire burn inside you, yet your elven spirit yearns towards a similar one."

"Or perhaps I am just fickle and cannot make up my mind between the both of them," she added sourly.

He laughed. "No, I believe that you genuinely love them both, but it is only one you would share your life with. That much I do know, and Legolas knows this also as I have spoken with him about it, but he cannot deny the feelings he has for you just as you cannot for Boromir."

Then they walked in silence for a time, Lillisandra pondering Aragorn's words to her and finding some wisdom in them as she did feel divided between the both of them as he had said. Soon they reached the Great Gates and passed through the walkway to emerge on the bridge where she began to see someone standing at the other side waiting for them, the sunlight glinting off his chainmail armor which showed beneath the sleeves of his tunic. She stopped dead in her tracks as she realized it was none other than Boromir himself that waited for them.

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Ahh, it's Boromir! What will Lilli do now when she is confronted with her feelings for him? Remember, they parted on a bad note in Rivendell and haven't seen each other since. Oh, the drama! Hee-hee! Thanks for reading and please review!