Isilme sat in her room looking out of the window at Lothlorien. Why does this have to happen to me? Maybe he was drunk. Isilme thought. That's it! He must have had a bit too much wine! Feeling slightly better, she stood up and looked through her dresses for something to wear. The green dress she was wearing was dirty from sitting by the lake. Isilme chose a dress the colour of light blue ice she quickly got changed. There was a knock on her door.

"Come in!"

Haldir opened the door.

"Hello, Isilme. I have a letter for you."

Isilme took the letter and smiled at him.

"Thank you Haldir."

He closed the door and Isilme sat on her bed and opened the letter. Her first thought was that he was from an elf declaring his love for her. I get them a lot. She thought. But as she read the letter she felt slightly worried.

Dear Isilme,

Our meeting the other night made me realise what my heart has been trying to tell me. I wish to meet you again, but alone. Come to the room that is the last room at the end of the hall. Tonight. When the sun is near to setting.

Celeborn

Isilme put the note down on the table and took a deep breath, looking at the window she realised she didn't have long be Celeborn expected to see her. She looked in her mirror and brushed her hair. Time to go.

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A shiver went down Isilme's back as she walked along to the room. Why does he want to see me? Why alone? She shook her head. I'm being stupid, he is Lord of Lorien; he is the married Lord of Lorien. She knocked on the door.

"Enter."

She opened the door and stepped into the room.

"Close the door."

Isilme did so and sat next to the window looking out at the sun as it started to set.

"I know what you are thinking, Isilme. About the other night."

Isilme nodded slightly.

"It wasn't a mistake."

Isilme continued to look out of the window.

"You are so beautiful."

Isilme shivered she hadn't realised how close he was; she could feel his breath on her cheek.

"My lord," Isilme began but Celeborn cut her off.

"Quiet." He said in a gentle voice.

Isilme suddenly found he was inches from her face. She shook her head.

"Yes," he whispered.

She tried to pull back but he had a hand round the back of her neck.

Isilme closed her eyes as he kissed her.