Arwen awoke early. She wasn't sure *what* had woken her, but she was
glad it had. The curtains flew this way and that from the open window. A
cold breeze swept over her face. She hastily got dressed and sat back down
in a chair. She looked at a vase standing neatly on the edge of her desk.
She could faintly remember running around the room with Legolas years ago
when they knocked the vase off and were sent to separate rooms as a
punishment.
She was lifted from her day dreams by a knock at the door. "Come in." she called to the other side of the door.
A tall blond elf strode in. "Lady Arwen?" He asked gently.
"Yes." Arwen stood up and walked towards him, tripping over her feet.
"I have a message for your father, but I can not find him. Is it wise to leave it in your care?"
Arwen nodded. Words failed her. He was so good looking. He reached out and passed her a note in an envelope. He then bowed slightly and left. But she wasn't alone for long.
"Arwen."
She knew straight away who it was. "I must give this to my father she said moving towards the door."
"Wait." Legolas stood in her way. She didn't *really* want to leave, but even if she did, she couldn't.
"Legolas please." She gestured for him to move away.
"No Arwen. We haven't talked since yesterday and we need to."
She nodded. "Yes." She lifted her hand to her head. The cut was fully healed. "Look Legolas-" she began, but she couldn't finish. Legolas leaned in and they brushed lips for only a few seconds. Arwen was shocked.
"Arwen I love you." Legolas whispered. "But I'm not *in* love with you."
Arwen was stunned. But happy at the same time. Legolas had just said what she couldn't. She was relieved. "I feel the same. I don't know what happened when I arrived. But it wasn't anything to act upon."
"You know I'll always be here for you."
"And I you." She flung her arms around him in joy. He had said what she could not. "by the way." She paused. "Who was the elf who left me the note for my father?" she asked curiously.
"That was Delin. He is one year my senior. You like him?"
"I do." Arwen blushed. Her pale skin turning rosey.
"Then you must be introduced." Legolas bowed and led her out of the room, closing the door behind him.
She was lifted from her day dreams by a knock at the door. "Come in." she called to the other side of the door.
A tall blond elf strode in. "Lady Arwen?" He asked gently.
"Yes." Arwen stood up and walked towards him, tripping over her feet.
"I have a message for your father, but I can not find him. Is it wise to leave it in your care?"
Arwen nodded. Words failed her. He was so good looking. He reached out and passed her a note in an envelope. He then bowed slightly and left. But she wasn't alone for long.
"Arwen."
She knew straight away who it was. "I must give this to my father she said moving towards the door."
"Wait." Legolas stood in her way. She didn't *really* want to leave, but even if she did, she couldn't.
"Legolas please." She gestured for him to move away.
"No Arwen. We haven't talked since yesterday and we need to."
She nodded. "Yes." She lifted her hand to her head. The cut was fully healed. "Look Legolas-" she began, but she couldn't finish. Legolas leaned in and they brushed lips for only a few seconds. Arwen was shocked.
"Arwen I love you." Legolas whispered. "But I'm not *in* love with you."
Arwen was stunned. But happy at the same time. Legolas had just said what she couldn't. She was relieved. "I feel the same. I don't know what happened when I arrived. But it wasn't anything to act upon."
"You know I'll always be here for you."
"And I you." She flung her arms around him in joy. He had said what she could not. "by the way." She paused. "Who was the elf who left me the note for my father?" she asked curiously.
"That was Delin. He is one year my senior. You like him?"
"I do." Arwen blushed. Her pale skin turning rosey.
"Then you must be introduced." Legolas bowed and led her out of the room, closing the door behind him.