"Father, hello Father… I'm home. I rode all night so I could spend more time with you before I have to leave with Legolas. Called Kellina as she burst into the house throwing her cloak over a chair and going straight to colas of the night be fore's fire to revive them and start breakfast.
"my beautiful elf! Please sit and tell me the tale while I do the cooking but shhhh… Legolas is still sleeping in your room. Lets do our best not to disturb him. He seems to have a lot on his mind." Said Brenton with a slight smile that went unnoticed by Kellina.
" Ummm… vary good. The king was kind as usual all he asked me to do was sing for him again. I sang mother's song-the lament of her life. Then I sang the song I have composed for Legolas, it's the tale of his many journeys. Everyone said it sounded so sad and lonely. They liked it very much." Said Kellina with a smile.
"If you don't mind me asking dear why is Legolas' tale sad and lonely?" asked her father and he fried some eggs in the pan.
"Well father I wrote the some about how Legolas have never had time for love, always a lone warrior his heart has never been broken or even touched." Said Kelly with a far away look in her eyes. " I have feeling for him father… not just the friendly kind there is much more than that, his face has moved to a different place in my heart, a place I don't understand yet." she said as she looked out the window into the woods.
"I guess Legolas should have a rather sad tale, but he has awhile to find love still.." answered Brenton with an inner smirk.
"Yes father, he has all of eternity if he pleases." said Kellina still far away with other thoughts.
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Legolas stood on the other side of Kellina's door. He knew she was right, he had never loved before. Was what he was feeling love or something different. He knew only time would tell, and this journey would be a big part of it.
"Good morning… It seems I have slept through your arrival dear friend." Said Legolas ans he pulled Kellina who was now on her feet into a deep hug pressing her chest again his bringing a chill to his spine.
"Good morning Legolas the sleeping Prince of Mirkwood." Said Kellina with a smile. Once we eat I will bathe and we can be on our way of you please." Said Kellina as they sat down to her fathers food.
"No rush dear. Take all the time you need. I too would like to bathe before we set out." Said Legolas reddening at the thought of the two down in the stream separated by the sheer curtain put up by her father so more than one person could bathe at a time.
"Legolas I'm heading for the stream. Come down when your ready." Yelled kellina as she walked out the back door of the medium sized cabin.
" I'll be down directly." said Legolas as he gathered his things.
Kellina was down sitting in the water on a smooth rock with her back to the path when Legolas was approaching.
"Did you not learn to always watch your back or have you forgotten the time I jumped on you and sent you smashing into a tree root that almost knocked you unconscious.?" Said Legolas with a slight laugh as he stared at her graceful spine. He was trying to resist the urges that were growing inside of his as well as out.
"I knew you were there I've been listening to your footsteps for the last 100 paces. I only have my back to the path because is not proper for a lady to flash her womanly gifts for everyone to see. They are one of the few secrets I can easy keep from you my friend." She said with a smirk.
" I see so your keeping secrets from me again… That's not good dear. If I can't see the secret can you tell me about it?" asked Legolas has he began to undress on his side of the curtain.
" Well my girlish secret….lets see, they are rather round and smooth, with a pink middle, they don't weigh to much but in my opinion are rather nice, the fit perfectly in my hands and are rather cold right now if you must know. " she said knowing she was leading him on. " A good hug would keep them nice and warm." she added thinking of what could come of this.
"I see… well actually I don't, but umm… you know what I mean. Its to bad they are cold. If your father hadn't put up this curtain maybe I could have hugged them for you." he said imagining the feel of her breasts against his chest.
"Yes… to bad. I know you have a few manly secrets your keeping from me to friend. Its not fair, I told you my secret now you must tell me yours." She said as she began to wash her hair. She could feel the stirrings deep with in her now, it felt vary nice and warm.
Legolas was shocked by her request. "Well um… my manly secret, its really not to big of one right now." he said looking down. " But its definitely not small!" he added quickly. "Its somewhere between hard and soft right now if you want to know the truth." he said with a slight laugh as he began to soap his body.
"Is that so?" said Kellina as she stood to scrub her hair. She knew the light was in her favor and would cast the shadow of her body onto the cloth between them.
Legolas watched as Kellina stood in a profile position soaping her long red curls and ocationally bending doen to rinse her hands.
"Well my secret is a lot harder now…" whispered Legolas with an internal laugh. He couldn't get out of the stream like this. He saw Kellina's profile sink back down into the water to rinse her hair. He knew she was almost finished.
"Do you want me to wait for you Leggy?" She asked with agiggle using her childhood nickname for him.
"No Kellkie… I'll be along soon enough." he said as he tried not to gasp as he began to stroke himself under the cool water.
"He saw her profile leave the screen and begin dressing behind him. He closed his eyes and imagined it was his hands putting the soft elven dress she had brought down on her. It was his hands pulling the tangles slowly from her hair. He had to slow his strokes under the water, or she would hear him. She slowly began to walk up the path and he knew him imagination was free to wonder her body again. He imagined what it would be like to bed her. His strokes were increasing in speed as he drew closer to her image lying naked on a bed before him. She was singing as he made love to her in his imagination. Then it happened. He moaned lowly as she got his release from the sweet torture she had inflicted on him. He knew he would get her back, for her sweet trick. He began to think of how as he walked back up to the house. He knew there would be many ways between here and Lothlorien. He would make her a looser at her own sweet game. Not that he minded playing.