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Chapter 2
He was proposing. He head raced on and she didn't even hear the four words she had been coming for the past 2-½ years. She had always knew this day was coming, but right here? Right now? After she had just finished admiring the guy she truly wanted to be with? The kind, handsome, lovable Legolas.
Her breathing became continued to grow faster until Brodrick brought her back to Earth.
"Heather, hey Heather; are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I just... well, I'm so surprised." She looked at the ring he had drawn from his back pocket. It was a thick gold band with small diamonds plastered all across it.
"I understand if you want time to think about it," he offered.
"Yeah, that would be lovely, I do... want to marry you, but if you could give me just a little space for a day or two, that would be really nice." She said kindly.
"Ok," he agreed. He slipped the ring on her finger. "I'll be back soon."
She stood up and walked him out. He gave her a quick goodbye kiss and was gone. She grabbed the ring and pulled it violently off her finger, she hated it already. She set it down on the counter and walked outside onto the patio, slamming the door behind her. She leaned over the rail and breathed in the fresh air. Se felt silent tears leave her eyes.
"Today's the day when dreaming ends," she sang quietly.
She picked a pink rose from a nearby bush and began pulling the pedals off.
"Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up maybe flaking,
But my smile stays on," She sang a little louder. Suddenly, she was joined by another voice.
"Does anybody know what we are living for?"
Heather wiped her tears hurriedly, assuming it was Brodrick. "And I ask myself, who would flatter me with their handsome voice?" She called.
"And I ask myself, what's a lovely lady like you doing, marrying a man whom she feels nothing for," he replied.
She gasped and turned. She was face to face with none other than her handsome prince. Legolas.
"How...what?" she began breathing heavily again.
He stared at her in awe. He wondered if she realized how incredibly beautiful she was. For some reason she reminded him of a beautiful butterfly. She had a nice, slender figure; and lovely, long strawberry blonde hair; but her face was what caught him by surprise. It was completely flawless. He loved those gorgeous ice-blue eyes with just the slightest hint of green; they were framed by long, curved eyelashes. And he would do anything to kiss those full, peachy lips. Her skin was a smooth, milky cream color with just a few scattered freckles spotting her cheeks.
He must have been staring too long because her hands were shaking as she dropped her rosebud. He gently covered her fragile, little hands with his strong, masculine ones.
"Relax, there's no need to be frightened."
She smiled. She loved how he felt, so strong and kind. She calmed down and he had to force himself to let go of her silky hand.
"My name is Legolas," he introduced himself.
'As if I didn't know that already.' She thought to herself. "Heather," she said politely.
He reached for her right hand and placed a light kiss atop it. "So I finally get to meet my lovely stalker," he said with a playful smile.
She giggled. "Charmed, I'm sure."
"So, I've answered your question, now how about mine?" he asked curiously.
"You heard that in there?" she asked, embarrassed.
"Of course," he paused, "and I just do not understand why such a lovely lady would want to marry a dull, power-hungary man whom she feels nothing for," he said questionally.
"How do you know for whom I feel for and for whom I don't?" she said defensivly.
"Elves can sense these things, you do protect your feelings very strongly, I could tell, but when I saw you with him, your eyes said it all and nothing was coming from you." He looked into her eyes.
"Go on," she said, shyly looking down.
"Well... just now when I touched you, I could easily feel the warmth and happiness coming from you," he tilted her head with his hand.
She looked away. "Brodrick and I,... it's..." she searched for the right word.
"Pointless?" he offered.
"Complicated." She said.
"How so?" he asked.
"... have you ever known you have to do something, and you hate that thing, but you need to do it?" she tried to explain.
"So is it like... an arranged marriage?" he asked, slightly confused.
"Yeah, that's an excellent way of putting it."
There was a long, peacefull silence. They both turned towards each other and started talking syncronized. "Well, if you... no, you first." They both smiled at each other.
"Go ahead," she said.
"Well, if you aren't too busy or anything, would you want to just stroll through the woods with me?" he asked.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Cliffy! I will update soon though, so don't worry! Thanks for the reviews, it's really boosting my friends confidence! Later!
Disclaimer: You suck if you really think I own anything besides this computer.
Chapter 2
He was proposing. He head raced on and she didn't even hear the four words she had been coming for the past 2-½ years. She had always knew this day was coming, but right here? Right now? After she had just finished admiring the guy she truly wanted to be with? The kind, handsome, lovable Legolas.
Her breathing became continued to grow faster until Brodrick brought her back to Earth.
"Heather, hey Heather; are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I just... well, I'm so surprised." She looked at the ring he had drawn from his back pocket. It was a thick gold band with small diamonds plastered all across it.
"I understand if you want time to think about it," he offered.
"Yeah, that would be lovely, I do... want to marry you, but if you could give me just a little space for a day or two, that would be really nice." She said kindly.
"Ok," he agreed. He slipped the ring on her finger. "I'll be back soon."
She stood up and walked him out. He gave her a quick goodbye kiss and was gone. She grabbed the ring and pulled it violently off her finger, she hated it already. She set it down on the counter and walked outside onto the patio, slamming the door behind her. She leaned over the rail and breathed in the fresh air. Se felt silent tears leave her eyes.
"Today's the day when dreaming ends," she sang quietly.
She picked a pink rose from a nearby bush and began pulling the pedals off.
"Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up maybe flaking,
But my smile stays on," She sang a little louder. Suddenly, she was joined by another voice.
"Does anybody know what we are living for?"
Heather wiped her tears hurriedly, assuming it was Brodrick. "And I ask myself, who would flatter me with their handsome voice?" She called.
"And I ask myself, what's a lovely lady like you doing, marrying a man whom she feels nothing for," he replied.
She gasped and turned. She was face to face with none other than her handsome prince. Legolas.
"How...what?" she began breathing heavily again.
He stared at her in awe. He wondered if she realized how incredibly beautiful she was. For some reason she reminded him of a beautiful butterfly. She had a nice, slender figure; and lovely, long strawberry blonde hair; but her face was what caught him by surprise. It was completely flawless. He loved those gorgeous ice-blue eyes with just the slightest hint of green; they were framed by long, curved eyelashes. And he would do anything to kiss those full, peachy lips. Her skin was a smooth, milky cream color with just a few scattered freckles spotting her cheeks.
He must have been staring too long because her hands were shaking as she dropped her rosebud. He gently covered her fragile, little hands with his strong, masculine ones.
"Relax, there's no need to be frightened."
She smiled. She loved how he felt, so strong and kind. She calmed down and he had to force himself to let go of her silky hand.
"My name is Legolas," he introduced himself.
'As if I didn't know that already.' She thought to herself. "Heather," she said politely.
He reached for her right hand and placed a light kiss atop it. "So I finally get to meet my lovely stalker," he said with a playful smile.
She giggled. "Charmed, I'm sure."
"So, I've answered your question, now how about mine?" he asked curiously.
"You heard that in there?" she asked, embarrassed.
"Of course," he paused, "and I just do not understand why such a lovely lady would want to marry a dull, power-hungary man whom she feels nothing for," he said questionally.
"How do you know for whom I feel for and for whom I don't?" she said defensivly.
"Elves can sense these things, you do protect your feelings very strongly, I could tell, but when I saw you with him, your eyes said it all and nothing was coming from you." He looked into her eyes.
"Go on," she said, shyly looking down.
"Well... just now when I touched you, I could easily feel the warmth and happiness coming from you," he tilted her head with his hand.
She looked away. "Brodrick and I,... it's..." she searched for the right word.
"Pointless?" he offered.
"Complicated." She said.
"How so?" he asked.
"... have you ever known you have to do something, and you hate that thing, but you need to do it?" she tried to explain.
"So is it like... an arranged marriage?" he asked, slightly confused.
"Yeah, that's an excellent way of putting it."
There was a long, peacefull silence. They both turned towards each other and started talking syncronized. "Well, if you... no, you first." They both smiled at each other.
"Go ahead," she said.
"Well, if you aren't too busy or anything, would you want to just stroll through the woods with me?" he asked.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Cliffy! I will update soon though, so don't worry! Thanks for the reviews, it's really boosting my friends confidence! Later!