A/N: Well well well I hope you liked that chapter. I suppose you all hate
Alwyn now! :) Oh well, don't worry, she'll come to her senses soon enough.
Lets just say it's not always love at first sight. Love takes time.
Sometimes we regret things we said in the past. Okay I'll shut up now.
Part 10 - Explanations And Apologies
It was eleven o clock the following morning when Alwyn finally came out of her bedroom. After shouting at or ignoring various people who tried to ask her questions, she ventured outside into the forest and began to walk along the long, winding path that led away from the palace, through the trees and then back up to it eventually. She walked along in a kind of daze, not really knowing what to do or where to go. She couldn't think properly, because her head was all muddled up and a thousand thoughts a second were flitting through her mind like butterflies. She had just entered a clearing, and was walking across it to the path on the other side, when she saw the elf that had been the reason for her crying half the fluids out of her body the night before. She turned rapidly, thinking that a holiday in Mordor would be bliss compared to talking to Legolas right now, but he had seen her.
"Alwyn!"
She couldn't avoid him, and if she ran away she knew he would catch her. Reluctantly, she turned to face him. But he was merely standing in front of her, holding out a letter.
"Please read it," he said, and after a pause Alwyn took it. Legolas gave her one, last penetrating stare and then turned and walked away. Alwyn watched his retreating form for a minute, and then opened the letter with trepidation. She went over to the centre of the glade, sat down, and began to read.
To Dear Alwyn,
Please do not throw this letter away, I assure you it does not contain any renewals of the offers that upset you so much last night. I apologise for any hurt I have caused. I never really thought about what your reaction would be, but I think somewhere, deep in my heart, I knew that you were likely to refuse me. I know I have not been civil towards you at all, and I know that I have insulted you deeply but the past cannot be undone. Believe me, if it could I would change it in an instant. I am not the sort of person who shows their feelings to all and sundry, I am not the sort to flaunt my affections in front of the world. I hope you understand that. I tried to conceal my love for as long as possible, but being away from you for so long only made my feelings stronger. Now to the subject of your brother. I do not deny that I persuaded my sister to leave Rivendell, and also convinced her that Avardo felt nothing for her. I can see now that I was very seriously mistaken. You know your brother better than I do, and I trust your judgement. If you say he loves her, then he loves her. I can honestly say I did not see any sign of his affection for her while in their company. Whether that is because he is like myself, and hides his emotions, I do not know. I am very sorry for all the hurt I have caused, and I wish with all my heart that I could make it up to you. Please try to forgive me these wrongs, for I cannot bear the thought of you hating me while I care for you so much.
Legolas
Alwyn folded up the letter calmly and put it into the front of her dress to take back to the palace. She sat a while longer in the glade, and then slowly walked back up to the palace. Alwyn was not angry any more. In fact, she didn't know quite what she was. Her feelings had somehow disappeared and now she felt nothing for the Prince. Perhaps a little sympathy, but it seemed as though an empty void had replaced the hatred she had had for him before.
***
"The Prince proposed!?"
Avardo shot up into a sitting position and regarded his sister carefully. "You are pulling my leg, you sneak!"
"I assure you I am being completely sincere," Alwyn replied, not smiling. Avardo laughed and shook his head.
"But I know how much you dislike him! And he you! Wait..." Avardo noticed Alwyn's devastated expression. "What happened?" he asked with a concerned look.
"I feel awful, Avardo, I shouted at him. I screamed at him. I cried in front of him. And then I ran out and left him standing there. I feel horrible!" she said, looking down at the floor.
"Don't worry, you can apologise," Avardo said.
"I don't want to!" she exclaimed, some of her anger coming back now. She gave her brother a pleading look.
"Alwyn," Avardo took both her hands in his. "All that matters is your happiness. Think what would have happened if you'd said yes!"
"Yes but, well, I could have been nicer to him! I can't believe what I said to him." The memory of the incident played itself back in her head.
"What did you say?"
Alwyn gave him a miserable glare. "I don't want to tell you."
Part 10 - Explanations And Apologies
It was eleven o clock the following morning when Alwyn finally came out of her bedroom. After shouting at or ignoring various people who tried to ask her questions, she ventured outside into the forest and began to walk along the long, winding path that led away from the palace, through the trees and then back up to it eventually. She walked along in a kind of daze, not really knowing what to do or where to go. She couldn't think properly, because her head was all muddled up and a thousand thoughts a second were flitting through her mind like butterflies. She had just entered a clearing, and was walking across it to the path on the other side, when she saw the elf that had been the reason for her crying half the fluids out of her body the night before. She turned rapidly, thinking that a holiday in Mordor would be bliss compared to talking to Legolas right now, but he had seen her.
"Alwyn!"
She couldn't avoid him, and if she ran away she knew he would catch her. Reluctantly, she turned to face him. But he was merely standing in front of her, holding out a letter.
"Please read it," he said, and after a pause Alwyn took it. Legolas gave her one, last penetrating stare and then turned and walked away. Alwyn watched his retreating form for a minute, and then opened the letter with trepidation. She went over to the centre of the glade, sat down, and began to read.
To Dear Alwyn,
Please do not throw this letter away, I assure you it does not contain any renewals of the offers that upset you so much last night. I apologise for any hurt I have caused. I never really thought about what your reaction would be, but I think somewhere, deep in my heart, I knew that you were likely to refuse me. I know I have not been civil towards you at all, and I know that I have insulted you deeply but the past cannot be undone. Believe me, if it could I would change it in an instant. I am not the sort of person who shows their feelings to all and sundry, I am not the sort to flaunt my affections in front of the world. I hope you understand that. I tried to conceal my love for as long as possible, but being away from you for so long only made my feelings stronger. Now to the subject of your brother. I do not deny that I persuaded my sister to leave Rivendell, and also convinced her that Avardo felt nothing for her. I can see now that I was very seriously mistaken. You know your brother better than I do, and I trust your judgement. If you say he loves her, then he loves her. I can honestly say I did not see any sign of his affection for her while in their company. Whether that is because he is like myself, and hides his emotions, I do not know. I am very sorry for all the hurt I have caused, and I wish with all my heart that I could make it up to you. Please try to forgive me these wrongs, for I cannot bear the thought of you hating me while I care for you so much.
Legolas
Alwyn folded up the letter calmly and put it into the front of her dress to take back to the palace. She sat a while longer in the glade, and then slowly walked back up to the palace. Alwyn was not angry any more. In fact, she didn't know quite what she was. Her feelings had somehow disappeared and now she felt nothing for the Prince. Perhaps a little sympathy, but it seemed as though an empty void had replaced the hatred she had had for him before.
***
"The Prince proposed!?"
Avardo shot up into a sitting position and regarded his sister carefully. "You are pulling my leg, you sneak!"
"I assure you I am being completely sincere," Alwyn replied, not smiling. Avardo laughed and shook his head.
"But I know how much you dislike him! And he you! Wait..." Avardo noticed Alwyn's devastated expression. "What happened?" he asked with a concerned look.
"I feel awful, Avardo, I shouted at him. I screamed at him. I cried in front of him. And then I ran out and left him standing there. I feel horrible!" she said, looking down at the floor.
"Don't worry, you can apologise," Avardo said.
"I don't want to!" she exclaimed, some of her anger coming back now. She gave her brother a pleading look.
"Alwyn," Avardo took both her hands in his. "All that matters is your happiness. Think what would have happened if you'd said yes!"
"Yes but, well, I could have been nicer to him! I can't believe what I said to him." The memory of the incident played itself back in her head.
"What did you say?"
Alwyn gave him a miserable glare. "I don't want to tell you."