Arwen stood in front of her ivory framed mirror. She had changed into
her green dress, beaded and with flowing sleeves. She reached gently for
the brush lying on her drawers and ran it through her raven hair nimbly. As
she placed the brush back she gave a large sigh.
iWhy?/i thought Arwen furiously. iwhy do I mourn the fact that I-/i her train of thought was broken by a knock at the door.
"Arwen. Breakfast is served. Come now or never." Hissed Lord Elrond from the door way.
"Yes father." Arwen turned away from the mirror. "Father?"
"Yeldë?" daughter Elrond looked at Arwen before stepping further into the room and closing the door.
"Amin merna quen yassen lle." I wish to speak with you she paused. What did she want to know? Arwen had inever/i been afraid to know what lay in her heart before. But there is always a first time for everything. "Is it too early?" she said after a long and uneasy silence.
"Too early to do what, melamin?" My love
Arwen paused and looked pensive. Elrond seemed very patient and of that Arwen was glad. She knew not how to phrase it, or if she wanted to at all. "Too early to love another?"
Elrond watched his only daughter's gaze drop to her feet as if in shame. He rushed to her side and put his arm around her in comfort. "Ú. no It has been too long Arwen. Estel would never want to think you were mourning his death for the rest of your days." Pause "May I ask? Who is the one your heart yearns for so?"
"Lle lakwenien?" Are you joking me? fumed Arwen suddenly. "Need you ask?"
Elrond merely glared at her. "Yes. I must. I do not know, or have even the slightest clue of who it is Arwen." He insisted
Arwen paused. iNow or never Arwen/I she thought to herself. "Amin mela Cundu Legolas" I love Prince Legolas Arwen blushed furiously and bowed her head.
"Aha." Murmured Elrond as if he had known all along.
Arwen snapped her head up in half anger. "You knew!" she fumed.
"Nay Arwen! I made a guess to myself when you were speaking."
"But why guess Prince Legolas? Am I ithat/i predictable? " Arwen felt her eyes sting. iWhy am I crying? I am being so foolish/I she thought.
"Nay Arwen never! You two have been best friends for a ilong/i time. Do not worry. But make haste to the dining room. We are already especially late." Elrond smiled soothingly as he patted Arwen on the shoulder gently.
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Legolas simply sat beside the twins, Elladan and Elrohir, Arwen's brothers. He said little and ate even less. Something was on his mind and was eating away at him. Maybe it was simply the grief of Aragorn's death. Maybe it was something worse. iHow can anything possibly be worse than a death?/i Legolas argued with himself restlessly.
Elrohir turned to the Prince with a shocked expression on his face. "Legolas you must eat! You will fade away! I noticed you were not at dinner last night either. Is something wrong?"
"Ú mellonamin." No my friend Smiled Legolas half-heartedly. "I am just not hungry."
Elladen cast Legolas a concerned look and leaned over his brother to whisper. "Legolas you look terrible. Did you not sleep?"
The Prince shook his head. "Ú. I saw no need since I was not tired."
"Then you have not slept or even really rested for idays/I!" exclaimed Elrohir. This was true. Legolas' two day journey to Rivendell had been one without sleep and his first night there was spent saving Arwen from her death.
The twins stared at the prince for several minutes. But they tore there glance away to see Arwen appear at the door way with their father. Even though the pair were not looking, the sensed Legolas stiffened.
"Legolas." said Elladen, in a demanding tone. "Come with me." He stood up and led the prince outside, leaving his brother to accompany Arwen.
The air was still in Rivendell. There was hardly a noise to be heard, except the crashing and splashing of the waterfall and the quiet murmur of voices from the dining room. Legolas looked over the balcony down to the river. He tried to ignore the awkward silence between him and Elladen.
"Legolas, what is going on between you and my sister?" Elladen said finally getting straight to the point.
The prince's eyes widened as if he had a guilty conscience. He turned to his friend and met his gaze. "Naught melamin." my friend he frowned. "Mankoi?" why?
"When Arwen walked into the room you stiffened."
"I did no such thing!" snapped Legolas in an over protective tone.
"Yes you did melamin. I know something is wrong. So you are going to tell me." Elladen had always had a way of getting the prince to confess things, even though they were no where near the same age.
"I am just unaware of how much pain she is feeling at this time." Legolas lied. "If she speaks of Aragorn I can not tell her I understand what she is going through because I do not." This was partly true. He idid/i get uncomfortable when Arwen spoke of her pain for Aragorn's death.
"What else?" persisted Elladen urgently. "I know you have feelings for her. Even if you do not know your self. You need to talk to her Legolas."
The prince gave in then. "I cannot talk to her about it. There is no way she will ever feel the same any way."
Elladen nodded at the sight of Arwen walking slowly towards where the pair talked. "Are you sure?" he nudged the prince with his elbow. "Talk to her!"
"Elladen would you-" Arwen asked as she drifted through the open door.
"Tenna' telwan san'" Until later then Elladen said with a bow. He gave Legolas a demanding look before returning to his seat next to Elrohir.
"My brother informs me you did not eat." Arwen said matter-of-factly.
"No. I did not arwenamin." My lady the prince paused and turned back to the balcony railing. "A'maelamin." My beloved he whispered, not loud enough for her to make out.
Arwen cocked her head. "Pardon?"
"Never mind milady. Tis' naught."
" 'Milady'?" Arwen mocked. "Legolas, you know my name."
"I erm.I know..I just- " Legolas stuttered. Should he tell her?
"Legolas I have something to tell you-" Arwen began as she fiddled with her sleeves. "I-"
She was broken off when she realised how fast her heart was beating. She was scared. Her face seemed to get closer to Legolas' and she felt very nervous.
"Sssh." Legolas shushed her and he leaned forward and brushed her lips with his. He pulled away slightly in case he had made a mistake, but, much to his surprise, Arwen leaned in to him and kissed him passionately.
The twins looked towards the open door and smiled as they saw the pair locked in a kiss. Nobody saw, but Elrond did exactly the same.
iWhy?/i thought Arwen furiously. iwhy do I mourn the fact that I-/i her train of thought was broken by a knock at the door.
"Arwen. Breakfast is served. Come now or never." Hissed Lord Elrond from the door way.
"Yes father." Arwen turned away from the mirror. "Father?"
"Yeldë?" daughter Elrond looked at Arwen before stepping further into the room and closing the door.
"Amin merna quen yassen lle." I wish to speak with you she paused. What did she want to know? Arwen had inever/i been afraid to know what lay in her heart before. But there is always a first time for everything. "Is it too early?" she said after a long and uneasy silence.
"Too early to do what, melamin?" My love
Arwen paused and looked pensive. Elrond seemed very patient and of that Arwen was glad. She knew not how to phrase it, or if she wanted to at all. "Too early to love another?"
Elrond watched his only daughter's gaze drop to her feet as if in shame. He rushed to her side and put his arm around her in comfort. "Ú. no It has been too long Arwen. Estel would never want to think you were mourning his death for the rest of your days." Pause "May I ask? Who is the one your heart yearns for so?"
"Lle lakwenien?" Are you joking me? fumed Arwen suddenly. "Need you ask?"
Elrond merely glared at her. "Yes. I must. I do not know, or have even the slightest clue of who it is Arwen." He insisted
Arwen paused. iNow or never Arwen/I she thought to herself. "Amin mela Cundu Legolas" I love Prince Legolas Arwen blushed furiously and bowed her head.
"Aha." Murmured Elrond as if he had known all along.
Arwen snapped her head up in half anger. "You knew!" she fumed.
"Nay Arwen! I made a guess to myself when you were speaking."
"But why guess Prince Legolas? Am I ithat/i predictable? " Arwen felt her eyes sting. iWhy am I crying? I am being so foolish/I she thought.
"Nay Arwen never! You two have been best friends for a ilong/i time. Do not worry. But make haste to the dining room. We are already especially late." Elrond smiled soothingly as he patted Arwen on the shoulder gently.
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Legolas simply sat beside the twins, Elladan and Elrohir, Arwen's brothers. He said little and ate even less. Something was on his mind and was eating away at him. Maybe it was simply the grief of Aragorn's death. Maybe it was something worse. iHow can anything possibly be worse than a death?/i Legolas argued with himself restlessly.
Elrohir turned to the Prince with a shocked expression on his face. "Legolas you must eat! You will fade away! I noticed you were not at dinner last night either. Is something wrong?"
"Ú mellonamin." No my friend Smiled Legolas half-heartedly. "I am just not hungry."
Elladen cast Legolas a concerned look and leaned over his brother to whisper. "Legolas you look terrible. Did you not sleep?"
The Prince shook his head. "Ú. I saw no need since I was not tired."
"Then you have not slept or even really rested for idays/I!" exclaimed Elrohir. This was true. Legolas' two day journey to Rivendell had been one without sleep and his first night there was spent saving Arwen from her death.
The twins stared at the prince for several minutes. But they tore there glance away to see Arwen appear at the door way with their father. Even though the pair were not looking, the sensed Legolas stiffened.
"Legolas." said Elladen, in a demanding tone. "Come with me." He stood up and led the prince outside, leaving his brother to accompany Arwen.
The air was still in Rivendell. There was hardly a noise to be heard, except the crashing and splashing of the waterfall and the quiet murmur of voices from the dining room. Legolas looked over the balcony down to the river. He tried to ignore the awkward silence between him and Elladen.
"Legolas, what is going on between you and my sister?" Elladen said finally getting straight to the point.
The prince's eyes widened as if he had a guilty conscience. He turned to his friend and met his gaze. "Naught melamin." my friend he frowned. "Mankoi?" why?
"When Arwen walked into the room you stiffened."
"I did no such thing!" snapped Legolas in an over protective tone.
"Yes you did melamin. I know something is wrong. So you are going to tell me." Elladen had always had a way of getting the prince to confess things, even though they were no where near the same age.
"I am just unaware of how much pain she is feeling at this time." Legolas lied. "If she speaks of Aragorn I can not tell her I understand what she is going through because I do not." This was partly true. He idid/i get uncomfortable when Arwen spoke of her pain for Aragorn's death.
"What else?" persisted Elladen urgently. "I know you have feelings for her. Even if you do not know your self. You need to talk to her Legolas."
The prince gave in then. "I cannot talk to her about it. There is no way she will ever feel the same any way."
Elladen nodded at the sight of Arwen walking slowly towards where the pair talked. "Are you sure?" he nudged the prince with his elbow. "Talk to her!"
"Elladen would you-" Arwen asked as she drifted through the open door.
"Tenna' telwan san'" Until later then Elladen said with a bow. He gave Legolas a demanding look before returning to his seat next to Elrohir.
"My brother informs me you did not eat." Arwen said matter-of-factly.
"No. I did not arwenamin." My lady the prince paused and turned back to the balcony railing. "A'maelamin." My beloved he whispered, not loud enough for her to make out.
Arwen cocked her head. "Pardon?"
"Never mind milady. Tis' naught."
" 'Milady'?" Arwen mocked. "Legolas, you know my name."
"I erm.I know..I just- " Legolas stuttered. Should he tell her?
"Legolas I have something to tell you-" Arwen began as she fiddled with her sleeves. "I-"
She was broken off when she realised how fast her heart was beating. She was scared. Her face seemed to get closer to Legolas' and she felt very nervous.
"Sssh." Legolas shushed her and he leaned forward and brushed her lips with his. He pulled away slightly in case he had made a mistake, but, much to his surprise, Arwen leaned in to him and kissed him passionately.
The twins looked towards the open door and smiled as they saw the pair locked in a kiss. Nobody saw, but Elrond did exactly the same.