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Thank you for your reviews, special thanks to Jastaelf, reviews like yours make me want to continue with this. I promise I will give my best while writing this story, no matter how hard it gets.
Eldarion will appear in this chapter. For those of you who need a mental image, I picture him to look like Tom Welling (from Smallville) with slightly longer hair.
IF THE LIGHT SHINES ON ME AGAIN.
Chapter 5
A happy, but short reunion
She was sitting in a wood bench near the fountain of the palace's main garden. Aragorn built the garden especially for her years ago, trying to evoke the pristine surroundings of Rivendel. It was more like a mini- forest, with fountains that resembled waterfalls, and a soft and thick grass covering the ground around the majestic threes and abundant bushes. She spent most of her spare time in the misty garden, as she decided to call it; for elves are more comfortable among threes than among walls.
She could hear the celebration taking place in Gondor's streets and so she understood the reason for Legola's delay. Nevertheless she was going to hit his head for making her wait this long.
"Do I sense some sort of violent animosity towards me?"
She twirled around in the bench, not used to be surprised like that and saw him leaning against a three, with a lovely smirk crossing his lips.
She stood up and added with an insulted tone in her voice "I have been calling for you all night"
"Ohhh! With all the noise out there I couldn't even hear you inside my head"
She softened her features and permitted herself to smile warmly and openly, while walking to meet him.
"It's good to see you Legolas"
He too left the three and started to walk to her.
"It is good indeed my…" He remembered how much it bothered her to be called lady by him, so he corrected. "…Undomiel"
They walked to each other until they were inches apart, almost touching, gazing into each other's eyes. She was fascinated to see his face, untouched by time or battles; not a single line, not a single scar. She drank the light emanating from his very deep blue eyes, the light of the elves. His hair was neatly braided and rested upon his shoulders, appearing as a golden aura surrounding his angelic features.
He regarded her, his heart pounding in his chest; she wasn't' mar by time yet. Her skin was still fair and smooth, not a single silver strand in her hair; she truly was a vision.
They stayed like that, fascinated at each other for nearly an hour, for they greatly missed each other, and they also missed the light of their people. So they remained like that, content just to behold at the other's beauty and light, whispering elvish words of appreciation into each other's mind.
She finally broke the spell; lifting her hand to meet his cheek she caressed the smooth and hairless skin.
"You are such a silly ass"
His jaw dropped. "I beg your pardon"
"I said you are a silly ass"
"I…But…Aii! How dare you?"
She laughed, while he clamped his arms around her waist, and lifted her up, spinning her around.
"Such a foul language coming out of such lovely lips"
She rested her hands oh his shoulders, and whispered into his ear
"You never left my mind, dear friend; I could feel your troubles and victories every day we were apart"
"Your presence gave me the strength to keep fighting evenstar"
They moved to the bench and seated, while talking about their memories, the present and the future, concentrating in the happy moments and hopes. Constant giggles and exclamations escaped both of them, filling the garden with the sound of their joy. They talked for hours that night, until a sudden visitor interrupted their peace.
"Mother, mother. Are you here?"
Eldarion stopped his race and regarded at his mother and her company.
"Legolas!"
"My prince, it is good to see you"
Eldarion came closer and kneeled in front of the elven warrior. "I pay respects to you, great general"
"Ai! Not you too. Stand up young prince, I hate this demonstrations. Come here and embrace me, you were a child last time I saw you, and now you are taller than your father."
They embraced, patting their backs in a gesture of fraternalism. Eldarion had known Legolas since he was born and he always appreciated him as a dear friend of the family; but ever since the war started he had admired and respected the elf's skills for battle; for inside the young prince was the fire of Isildur's heir, and so the battlefield called for him ever since he started becoming a man.
"Why weren't you here when we entered the gates?"
Arwen responded for her son "He was at Rohan for the last 3 days, finding a horse for himself. Apparently he thinks Gondor's horses are not good enough for him"
"Mother! You know Rohan's horses are matchless in battle, and I happened to found the perfect one for me" He then turned to Legolas "I took the liberty of bringing one for you too. Mother told me you were coming soon, and since you lost Arodon I thought it was a good idea to give you a horse worthy of your reputation"
"Thank you my prince, I will go and meet him first thin in the morning."
"There you are!" Aragorn entered the garden and regarded at the group.
Arwen smiled to him "So, you finally managed to get out of the celebration"
"Yes, at last. Now all I need is to rest, I just came here to say goodnight". He looked at his wife and asked "Are you coming my lady?"
"In a minute my love"
"I will be waiting for you" And with that he left to their chambers.
Eldarion yawned and said goodnight himself. "I'm tired from the trip, I think I better go to sleep. Goodnight mother. I'll see you tomorrow at the stables, Right, legolas?"
"First thing in the morning, young prince"
As Eldarion left the garden Legolas spoke to Arwen. "You better leave, Aragorn is waiting"
"Yes, but I'll see you tomorrow"
She gave him a light kiss in the cheek "Goodnight"
"Goodnight, my Evenstar"
Like it? Hate it? Please review. Your support gives me the inspiration to keep writing.
.
Thank you for your reviews, special thanks to Jastaelf, reviews like yours make me want to continue with this. I promise I will give my best while writing this story, no matter how hard it gets.
Eldarion will appear in this chapter. For those of you who need a mental image, I picture him to look like Tom Welling (from Smallville) with slightly longer hair.
IF THE LIGHT SHINES ON ME AGAIN.
Chapter 5
A happy, but short reunion
She was sitting in a wood bench near the fountain of the palace's main garden. Aragorn built the garden especially for her years ago, trying to evoke the pristine surroundings of Rivendel. It was more like a mini- forest, with fountains that resembled waterfalls, and a soft and thick grass covering the ground around the majestic threes and abundant bushes. She spent most of her spare time in the misty garden, as she decided to call it; for elves are more comfortable among threes than among walls.
She could hear the celebration taking place in Gondor's streets and so she understood the reason for Legola's delay. Nevertheless she was going to hit his head for making her wait this long.
"Do I sense some sort of violent animosity towards me?"
She twirled around in the bench, not used to be surprised like that and saw him leaning against a three, with a lovely smirk crossing his lips.
She stood up and added with an insulted tone in her voice "I have been calling for you all night"
"Ohhh! With all the noise out there I couldn't even hear you inside my head"
She softened her features and permitted herself to smile warmly and openly, while walking to meet him.
"It's good to see you Legolas"
He too left the three and started to walk to her.
"It is good indeed my…" He remembered how much it bothered her to be called lady by him, so he corrected. "…Undomiel"
They walked to each other until they were inches apart, almost touching, gazing into each other's eyes. She was fascinated to see his face, untouched by time or battles; not a single line, not a single scar. She drank the light emanating from his very deep blue eyes, the light of the elves. His hair was neatly braided and rested upon his shoulders, appearing as a golden aura surrounding his angelic features.
He regarded her, his heart pounding in his chest; she wasn't' mar by time yet. Her skin was still fair and smooth, not a single silver strand in her hair; she truly was a vision.
They stayed like that, fascinated at each other for nearly an hour, for they greatly missed each other, and they also missed the light of their people. So they remained like that, content just to behold at the other's beauty and light, whispering elvish words of appreciation into each other's mind.
She finally broke the spell; lifting her hand to meet his cheek she caressed the smooth and hairless skin.
"You are such a silly ass"
His jaw dropped. "I beg your pardon"
"I said you are a silly ass"
"I…But…Aii! How dare you?"
She laughed, while he clamped his arms around her waist, and lifted her up, spinning her around.
"Such a foul language coming out of such lovely lips"
She rested her hands oh his shoulders, and whispered into his ear
"You never left my mind, dear friend; I could feel your troubles and victories every day we were apart"
"Your presence gave me the strength to keep fighting evenstar"
They moved to the bench and seated, while talking about their memories, the present and the future, concentrating in the happy moments and hopes. Constant giggles and exclamations escaped both of them, filling the garden with the sound of their joy. They talked for hours that night, until a sudden visitor interrupted their peace.
"Mother, mother. Are you here?"
Eldarion stopped his race and regarded at his mother and her company.
"Legolas!"
"My prince, it is good to see you"
Eldarion came closer and kneeled in front of the elven warrior. "I pay respects to you, great general"
"Ai! Not you too. Stand up young prince, I hate this demonstrations. Come here and embrace me, you were a child last time I saw you, and now you are taller than your father."
They embraced, patting their backs in a gesture of fraternalism. Eldarion had known Legolas since he was born and he always appreciated him as a dear friend of the family; but ever since the war started he had admired and respected the elf's skills for battle; for inside the young prince was the fire of Isildur's heir, and so the battlefield called for him ever since he started becoming a man.
"Why weren't you here when we entered the gates?"
Arwen responded for her son "He was at Rohan for the last 3 days, finding a horse for himself. Apparently he thinks Gondor's horses are not good enough for him"
"Mother! You know Rohan's horses are matchless in battle, and I happened to found the perfect one for me" He then turned to Legolas "I took the liberty of bringing one for you too. Mother told me you were coming soon, and since you lost Arodon I thought it was a good idea to give you a horse worthy of your reputation"
"Thank you my prince, I will go and meet him first thin in the morning."
"There you are!" Aragorn entered the garden and regarded at the group.
Arwen smiled to him "So, you finally managed to get out of the celebration"
"Yes, at last. Now all I need is to rest, I just came here to say goodnight". He looked at his wife and asked "Are you coming my lady?"
"In a minute my love"
"I will be waiting for you" And with that he left to their chambers.
Eldarion yawned and said goodnight himself. "I'm tired from the trip, I think I better go to sleep. Goodnight mother. I'll see you tomorrow at the stables, Right, legolas?"
"First thing in the morning, young prince"
As Eldarion left the garden Legolas spoke to Arwen. "You better leave, Aragorn is waiting"
"Yes, but I'll see you tomorrow"
She gave him a light kiss in the cheek "Goodnight"
"Goodnight, my Evenstar"
Like it? Hate it? Please review. Your support gives me the inspiration to keep writing.
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