End of an Era.
Elrohir sighed and tugged uncomfortably at the collar of his dress- robe-thingies. He was dressed in all black, something that his friend Remuil had thought would be 'simply dashing!' He regretted listening to her, the outfit was hot, and itchy and UNCONFORTABLE!
Of course, there WERE some benefits. He had the eye of all the un-attached women and many of the eyes of the un-attached men. Well, he had had them. They had been diverted when Legolas had shown up, all in white, looking like the personification of Light.
Elrohir felt a tug on his robes. He looked down to see Melefina. "Elrohir?" She asked timidly, unsure if he was the right twin. He smiled and nodded. "Yes, what do you need, little one?" He asked. "Something's bothering brother. He was all snippy and sad. Could you please talk to him for me?" She asked. "I'll try. Where did he go? He disappeared about an hour ago.." Elrohir said.
"There's this one bridge he likes to go to because it's quiet. He might be there." She said. "I'll go look for him." He said before leaving. He walked along a path to thee secluded bridge that Melefina had mentioned. He heard a sigh and looked around. Sure enough, there was Legolas, sitting on the bridge.
"Hey," Elrohir muttered to him. Legolas looked up. "Oh, Hi." Was the dull reply. "What's wrong?" Elrohir asked. "Nothing." Elrohir lifted Legolas' chin. "Don't you lie to me. Now, What's wrong?" Elrohir asked softly. "Everything. First, I get dragged to some place where I don't know anyone, then the poetry and songs, and compliments start again, Then I find out I'm engaged and.I can't take it anymore!" Legolas said bitterly.
"Poetry? Songs? Compliments? What are you talking about?" Elrohir asked. "Don't pretend you haven't noticed, Son of Elrond, the way the people stared at the ball? When I got here? Ever wonder why I spend so much time alone?" Elrohir looked surprised. "I.never noticed they way you looked, Legolas." Legolas frowned. "I don't know weather to be offended or not, Elrohir!"
"It's not like THAT! I just.do not focus on things like that. You have a lovely face, yes now that I care enough to pay attention to looks, but your personality is much more beautiful than your looks or all the Jewels that your father has amassed over the years." Elrohir said. Legolas laughed happily and threw his arms around Elrohir.
"Elrohir you Sliver-tongued snake you! You know exactly what to say, you charmer!" He said while he was laughing. "Oh? Has the dye come off already? I didn't know it was time to re-do my tongue. Does the silver really show?" Elrohir joked. Legolas shook his head. "No, it doesn't, it was subtle, which makes it all the more enjoyable." He said.
Then, the most UNTHINKABLE thing in history happened. They kissed.
Elrohir sighed and tugged uncomfortably at the collar of his dress- robe-thingies. He was dressed in all black, something that his friend Remuil had thought would be 'simply dashing!' He regretted listening to her, the outfit was hot, and itchy and UNCONFORTABLE!
Of course, there WERE some benefits. He had the eye of all the un-attached women and many of the eyes of the un-attached men. Well, he had had them. They had been diverted when Legolas had shown up, all in white, looking like the personification of Light.
Elrohir felt a tug on his robes. He looked down to see Melefina. "Elrohir?" She asked timidly, unsure if he was the right twin. He smiled and nodded. "Yes, what do you need, little one?" He asked. "Something's bothering brother. He was all snippy and sad. Could you please talk to him for me?" She asked. "I'll try. Where did he go? He disappeared about an hour ago.." Elrohir said.
"There's this one bridge he likes to go to because it's quiet. He might be there." She said. "I'll go look for him." He said before leaving. He walked along a path to thee secluded bridge that Melefina had mentioned. He heard a sigh and looked around. Sure enough, there was Legolas, sitting on the bridge.
"Hey," Elrohir muttered to him. Legolas looked up. "Oh, Hi." Was the dull reply. "What's wrong?" Elrohir asked. "Nothing." Elrohir lifted Legolas' chin. "Don't you lie to me. Now, What's wrong?" Elrohir asked softly. "Everything. First, I get dragged to some place where I don't know anyone, then the poetry and songs, and compliments start again, Then I find out I'm engaged and.I can't take it anymore!" Legolas said bitterly.
"Poetry? Songs? Compliments? What are you talking about?" Elrohir asked. "Don't pretend you haven't noticed, Son of Elrond, the way the people stared at the ball? When I got here? Ever wonder why I spend so much time alone?" Elrohir looked surprised. "I.never noticed they way you looked, Legolas." Legolas frowned. "I don't know weather to be offended or not, Elrohir!"
"It's not like THAT! I just.do not focus on things like that. You have a lovely face, yes now that I care enough to pay attention to looks, but your personality is much more beautiful than your looks or all the Jewels that your father has amassed over the years." Elrohir said. Legolas laughed happily and threw his arms around Elrohir.
"Elrohir you Sliver-tongued snake you! You know exactly what to say, you charmer!" He said while he was laughing. "Oh? Has the dye come off already? I didn't know it was time to re-do my tongue. Does the silver really show?" Elrohir joked. Legolas shook his head. "No, it doesn't, it was subtle, which makes it all the more enjoyable." He said.
Then, the most UNTHINKABLE thing in history happened. They kissed.