After about two days, Ainulindalë was permitted to leave the care of Nierninwa.
"Here, let me help you," Legolas said taking Ainulindalë's arm.
"No, I'm fine," Ainulindalë said annoyed. She didn't like being fussed over, and so far, Legolas acted as if she was pregnant (A/N not yet…).
"No, you're not fine. You've just barely recovered from a very serious wound," he answered not letting go of her arm. She sighed knowing that arguing would be pointless. Slowly, they walked to Legolas' room. For Ainulindalë, it sort of hurt to breath. Legolas was as bad as a nervous father.
When they arrived at the room, Legolas helped Ainulindalë into the canopy bed.
"Rest. O.k? Do you want anything?" He asked as he pulled the blankets over Ainulindalë.
"May I have a drink of water?" She asked quietly.
"Yes, of course. I'll be right back," he answered and left the room.
There was a knock at the door about five minutes later. Ainulindalë pulled herself into a sitting position.
"Come in!" She said as loudly as she could manage. The door opened and a dark haired elf peered into the room. "Can I help you?"
"Is Leaf around?" He asked entering the room.
"He just left," he answered quietly.
"Oh, very well. Sorry to bother you," he turned to leave.
"Legolas will return in a moment. You may stay if you wish," she stopped him.
"Thank you, my lady," he said turning back. He stood quietly by the door.
"You may sit down if you like," she giggled because he was acting as if she were the Queen of Mirkwood. He bowed graciously and sat in a chair near the bed. "May I ask your name?"
"My name is Elemmiire," he said quietly.
"Well, hello Elemmiire," she said cheerfully to ease the elf. "My name is-."
"Ainulindalë. You gave us quite a scare. I know because I was with Leaf while he waited for you to awaken," he added at the curious look on her face.
"Oh… I see," she said a little taken aback. "Well, I'm glad you looked after him."
Elemmiire smile and they continued talking, quietly.
Legolas returned to the room about three minutes with a pitcher of water and a glass. Elemmiire stood immediately and bowed before his prince.
"El, I told you, father's not around, don't bow! I hate it!" Legolas said annoyed. "Here, Ainulindalë," he pressed the glass of cool water into Ainulindalë's hand. She took a sip and it flooded her body with a calm feeling. "What are you doing here? Iriador will probably be yelling for you! Or are you on break?"
"No, I'm not on break. I just came to tell you that the room next door is free, like you asked me to!" Elemmiire answered with a little less respect than expected of servants.
"Very well. Thanks for telling me," Legolas smiled.
"Well, I should return to the kitchens. Iriador will be yelling for me and I still have to get water from the well out back," Elemmiire said as he stood. He bowed to Legolas once more, mockingly. "My prince. My lady."
With that, he left the room and Legolas stuck out his tongue in a very un-princely gesture toward his best friend. Ainulindalë laughed at him.
"What?" He asked laughing.
"Nothing, my prince. Nothing at all," she laughed.
"Well, I suppose I should move into my new room," Legolas said flatly after a few moments of laughing.
"Yeah," she said quietly, sadly.
Legolas began moving about his room, grabbing the essentials and put them into the pack he found. It was late so he was going to go right then.
"Sleep well, Ainulindalë. I shall see you in the morning," he said quietly as he kissed her cheek.
"As to you, Legolas," she said quietly as he turned and left the room.
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A knock came to the door of the tiny room. Legolas groggily walked to his door, rubbing his eyes. He opened the door.
"Have you any idea what time it is?" He asked absently not really caring whom it was.
"Midnight… I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep," Ainulindalë said apologetically.
"Ainulindalë! You shouldn't be out of bed," Legolas said concerned.
"I know but…" she trailed off. "Can I sleep in here tonight?"
"Of course. Come in," he helped her inside and in the bed.
Sleep did not come to either of them that night. Ainulindalë kissed Legolas. Together, they spent the night in the throws of passion. Kissing, touching and exploring. Coming together and moving as one. Finally, finding release in each other's arms.
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Meanwhile…All was not well in the eastern part of Mirkwood forest…
Disclaimer: Don't own most…don't sue…It's not worth it.
A/N: Rating goes up for the next chapter for semi-graphic rape. Hope you like and I hopefully will have one more chapter in before I go on vacation but I promise there will be lots of new chapters when I get back! And I am having trouble creating a new story on this site. Is it happening to anyone else? Anyway review if ya liked it! Thanks for reading! I hope you come back for the next chapters! Luv Gia
P.S. Should I make Ainulindalë get pregnant from this "night of passion" lol? I'm still debating… Feedback would be greatly appreciated.