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Chapter 5
Attack In The Dark
The feast went on for hours. With much food, dancing, and an abundance of delicious wine.
And as the night went by, Moreliniel found herself having a wonderful time.
She had just finished off her current glass of wine when Legolas stood.
He turned to her with a smile and extended his hand.
"Would you care to dance Morel?" He asked.
Moreliniel smiled again at Legolas' adorable way of shortening her name.
She took his hand and stood.
"I would love to." She smiled excitedly as he led her towards the dance floor.
He smiled at her as he took her in his arms and began to dance to the steady rhythm of beautiful Elvish music.
For a moment they danced without saying a word. They only gazed at each other. Silently speaking, all that needed to be said, in their eyes.
Finally Legolas broke their silence.
"You look absolutely breathtaking this evening." He spoke his mind, as he seemed to stare at her in awe.
Moreliniel's face became almost as red as her dress, but she smiled.
"Your words are kind prince. But you have not the need to say these things to me. I am already comfortable with my appearance..." She started, but Legolas cut her off.
"Nay fair maiden...I do not say these thing for the reason that I should feel obligated to, but because I truly mean them..." Legolas stopped dancing and raised his hand, lifting her chin until her eyes met his.
"You are indeed a gorgeous creature Morel...and I shall never let another being tell you otherwise." He said with sincerity in his eyes.
Moreliniel's smile widened.
"Of all the Elves in Middle-earth I could have been forced to be bound to...I am beginning to be more and more grateful that it was you."
Legolas smiled, but soon his smiled faded as he began to lean down to her.
Moreliniel swallowed hard as she closed her eyes, ready for his lips.
But they never came. It seemed suddenly that the music stopped and all eyes seemed to be set on them.
Moreliniel opened her eyes and saw this. She blushed, and turned her head so Legolas kissed her cheek instead.
He opened his eyes and she could see confusion nestled deep in his blue orbs.
She glanced around briefly causing him to also look around.
Instantly he understood and smiled at her.
He bowed low and kissed her hand.
Most of the crowd broke out into laughter and cheers, while others rolled their eyes and walked away.
Just then another song struck into tune, and more Elf couples began to dance again.
Legolas was just leading Moreliniel off the dance floor, when a tall, and quite handsome Elf walked up to them.
"Vedui' Legolas." The Elf said with a respectful bow to the prince and his bride-to-be.
"Vedui' Telvingion." Legolas said with a slight nod of his head.
Telvingion straightened with a smile.
"I was wondering Legolas, if you would not mind me asking to dance with your lovely lady." He turned to Legolas.
At first Legolas hesitated, but then he smiled and nodded his head.
"If Moreliniel agrees to it, it is well with me."
Moreliniel looked from Legolas to the tall Elf that stood next to him. She finally smiled and bowed her head slightly to the Elf.
Telvingion smiled and held out his hand to her.
"Do not worry Legolas...I shall bring her back unharmed." Telvingion teased.
Legolas smiled and laughed, but mumbled. "You better." Under his breath.
Telvingion smiled down at Moreliniel as they danced. Moreliniel began to feel uncomfortable under his gaze, but she smiled politely at him before finding something else to look at.
Her gaze passed by Legolas. She saw he was watching them intently, and it made her feel more at ease.
She grinned at him quickly before their gaze broke.
"Well, you are indeed a...stunning...beauty my lady." Telvingion said at last.
Moreliniel blushed slightly.
"Thank you sir." She said simply.
"Truly a young male Elf would feel abundantly lucky to have you as his bride-to-be. Tell me, how is it that our young prince has come to such a prize?"
Moreliniel coughed a little at the sudden question. What was she to tell him?
'Oh well, he was forced to take me so now he is stuck with me?' Nay...she was truly at a loss for words.
"Um...well..." Moreliniel looked around frantically, searching for the eyes of comfort. Finally she saw him.
He was still watching them, and when Legolas saw her look at him like she was troubled, he at once began to walk towards them.
Moreliniel was thankful when she saw Legolas begin to walk towards them.
When Legolas reached them, he sighed and placed his hands behind his back.
Telvingion looked at him questionably.
"Forgive me Telvingion, but my father has requested me and my wife-I mean my bride-to-be, um our presence...he requests our presence."
Telvingion raised an eyebrow at Legolas' fowl up.
"Alright then Legolas."
He smiled at Moreliniel as he handed her hand to Legolas.
Legolas smiled briefly before turning with Moreliniel, and walking through the crowd.
"Thank you." Moreliniel whispered to Legolas as they walked up to Thranduil.
"What was it that he did?" Legolas questioned.
Thranduil smiled at them.
"Nothing...I just felt terribly uncomfortable." She said halfway truthfully.
"And why would you have the need to feel so uncomfortable child?" Thranduil asked.
She smiled at him and shook her head.
Legolas and his father exchanged glances.
It wasn't that Moreliniel was meaning to keep the whole truth from them...she just merely did not want to start something between Legolas and his friend. A mistake that she would later regret.
~*~*~*~
Legolas took the last gulp of his wine, then glanced at Moreliniel.
He saw her yawn and try to keep her eyes open.
He stood with a smile.
"Shall I escort you back to your chambers so you may sleep Morel?"
Moreliniel looked up at him gratefully and nodded.
She took his hand, and he helped her stand.
"Atar, me and Morel shall decline now. Please give everyone our warmest thanks."
Thranduil smiled at them both.
"Sleep well, my children. You do have quite a day ahead of you tomorrow."
Moreliniel started at this, but then smiled kindly at him and curtsied slightly.
Legolas lead her out along the wall so that no one would notice them leave.
But someone did see them and was quite intent on following later on.
~*~*~*~
Soon Legolas and Moreliniel were walking lazily down one hallway after another.
Legolas glanced over at her briefly, then reached over and gently linked his fingers with hers.
Morelniel jumped slightly, but then her fingers soon complied to his as she grasped them tighter.
When they reached her chamber door Legolas stopped and she turned to him.
"I hope you had an enjoyable time Morel."
Moreliniel smiled at him.
"Aye...I did."
Legolas moved slightly closer to her, and Moreliniel felt her heart begin to beat rapidly.
"Tomorrow will indeed be an exciting day."
Moreliniel nodded.
"I would like to tell you now...that even though you are to come to my chambers tomorrow night...I will not expect you to want to do naught but slee-"
Legolas started, but suddenly Moreliniel grasped him behind the head and pulled him into a hungry kiss.
At first Legolas was truly shocked, but then he soon was returning the kiss with the same eagerness of famished lips.
Their tongues dueled, tasting every sweet edge and corner of each other's mouths.
Moreliniel suddenly became aware of what was going on, and pulled away with a surprised gasp.
Legolas was indeed just as shocked as she was.
What had happened?
Moreliniel couldn't help the small smile creep onto her swollen, tingling lips.
When she realized she was smiling, she quickly grasped the door handle and pushed open the door behind her.
"Goodnight Legolas."
She closed the door behind her.
Legolas leaned forward and held himself up with his hands against her door.
"Legolas huh?" He repeated. He had never heard her call him by his name before.
He slowly reached his hand up to his lips and touched them. They tingled and he smiled.
Suddenly a paper was pushed from under her door.
Legolas looked down at it, then knelt down to pick it up.
'Come to me when the hour is late, and all is still. We will make the night worthwhile with our own music. I shall be waiting.
Morel*:.'
Legolas smiled. He stood and tapped on the wall as he walked swiftly back to his chambers.
Moreliniel smiled from the other side of the door.
She didn't know what came over her, but the eagerness to consume his lips again overcame her.
She placed her fingers to her lips, and her smile widened.
She went over to her bed and slung herself across it.
Thoughts of running her hands across Legolas' toned chest as they were joined together in pure pleasure and ecstasy coursed through her mind as she lay there smiling.
~*~*~*~
Moreliniel was still lying across her bed hours later.
She was wondering if the note was a mistake and if she would regret it.
Her want, nay her need for Legolas, just seemed to overcome all common sense.
She hadn't willed her hand to reach out and pull him into that kiss...it just bloody did!
She sighed as she stared up at the ceiling.
A soft tap on her door reached her ears.
Suddenly all that Moreliniel had been thinking only a moment earlier vanished.
She smiled as she quickly jumped up in her dark room and walked slowly towards the door.
She wished she had lit a candle, but she believed that in a few minutes she wouldn't be thinking on that.
Moreliniel smoothed her hair back then reached for her doorknob.
She twisted it slightly and was suddenly flung back onto the floor as the door opened swiftly and a dark figure moved into her room, then closed the door.
Moreliniel didn't know what was going on.
She could hear the breath of another as she looked around in the dark from her place on the floor.
Now she really wished she had lit that candle...she couldn't see a thing!
"Legolas?" She whispered, but was met only with a crude laugh.
It didn't sound very much like Legolas. Could he be playing a trick on her?
She laughed nervously.
"Legolas...if this is a trick...tis not very funny." She stated as she looked around. She could hear him circling her, and it made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Nay...tis no trick my lady."
Moreliniel's heart stopped beating.
That was indeed not Legolas...though the voice sounded quite familiar. The tone made a cold shiver run down her spine.
"Wh-who are you?" She asked.
She all of a sudden felt cold and wrapped her arms around her as the being walked circles around her.
It only laughed again. Suddenly it stopped.
Moreliniel held her breath. The only thing she could hear was the rhythm beat of her heart.
Her deep green eyes searched in the darkness, still finding nothing to look at.
She felt like a hunted prey.
Suddenly out of nowhere he seized her.
A pair of lips overlapped hers as she screamed, muffling the frightened cry as she was pushed onto her back by a weight falling on top of her.
She struggled and fought the being that held her down.
Hands. His hands were everywhere. Grabbing her breast roughly, causing her to cry out in pain, but her cry would falter from the thirsty lips that begged to drink from her own.
His hands grabbed at her dress, ripping it, revealing her in the dark.
Moreliniel screamed again in fear and pain.
The lips finally gave way from the kiss, and trailed hot kisses down her chest to her breast.
Moreliniel panted in her attempt for air.
"Cease!" She cried, but it did nothing.
"Please stop!" She cried again as hot tears streamed down her face. Never before had such a thing happened to her.
Even when she was forced with Legolas, he was gentle and made her feel as if she were in control.
Moreliniel kicked and struggled she twisted around, leaving his hungry limbs and lips to grab at her back.
She tried to crawl away, but it wasn't of much use, she only reached her bed.
She pulled at the blankets and they fell on top of them.
"Legolas!" She cried, but her mouth was once again consumed by the beast's that attacked her.
Moreliniel thought as if it were hopeless...she was going to be raped, and there was nothing she could do.
But then suddenly, her door burst open, and the weight that was upon her suddenly lifted.
She felt someone searching through the blankets that lay in a mass on top of her and she whimpered, not sure of what was to happen next.
"Morel? Morel are you hurt? What is it?"
Praise be to the Valer!
"Legolas!" Moreliniel cried as she helped him pull the blankets off of her.
She flung herself forward and into his arms.
Legolas was indeed shocked. He had been walking to her chambers to fulfill her note, when he heard her call for him.
Her cry seemed troubled and frightened.
But when he came into her room, no one was here but her, lying in a big mess of blankets on the floor.
"Shhh..." He soothed.
"Twas only a dream." He said.
Moreliniel pulled back suddenly.
"A dream?!" She shrieked.
Legolas was shocked by her outburst.
A noise outside the open door caused them both to look up.
It sounded as if someone were running from the room.
Moreliniel stood quickly and walked swiftly to the door.
She closed it, then walked in the blinding darkness to the table that held a lantern.
She lit the wick then turned to Legolas.
"Do you really think that THIS could happen in a dream?" She hissed.
She held up her ripped dress to cover herself, but that wasn't the only thing that was proof of an attack.
Legolas stood and swiftly walked over to her.
He examined her and Moreliniel saw the anger burst aflame in his deep blue orbs as he began to see more and more of her.
He turned her around, and indeed her back was covered in newly planted scratches. A lot of which Moreliniel would not have been able to reach...even in a dream.
"Twas no dream Legolas..." Her voice shaking sounded helpless and frightened.
A million emotions rushed through Legolas all at once.
Anger, compassion, hatred, relief, confusion, and fear...fear of what might have happened if he had not come.
He had sworn to Moreliniel that he would protect her...that he would never let another being harm her again. What was that promise to her now?
"Oh Morel..." He said softly.
He pulled her into his arms, and she welcomed them.
He had saved her. He had kept his promise true to her.
She wrapped her arms around him and let him comfort her. She did deserve it after all.
~*~*~*~
Moreliniel lay across her bed on her stomach as Legolas rubbed an ointment on her back.
He smiled when he saw the scratches begin to fade. They didn't belong on her beautiful body.
Moreliniel yawned and Legolas sighed.
She had told him all of what happened, and as much as it angered him...it confused him as well. The being that attacked her seemed to have simply vanished.
He couldn't quite figure it out.
Legolas realized Moreliniel was asleep, he smiled and gently stood from her bed.
He began to walk to her door when he heard her faint voice.
"Please stay." It said simply. He turned and looked at her, but she was still lying on her stomach, just as he had left her.
But he understood. He smiled and walked over to the lantern. He blew it out and then walked over to her bed.
He lay beside her and she snuggled into him.
He smiled again before placing his arms gently around her, and falling asleep himself.
Chapter 5
Attack In The Dark
The feast went on for hours. With much food, dancing, and an abundance of delicious wine.
And as the night went by, Moreliniel found herself having a wonderful time.
She had just finished off her current glass of wine when Legolas stood.
He turned to her with a smile and extended his hand.
"Would you care to dance Morel?" He asked.
Moreliniel smiled again at Legolas' adorable way of shortening her name.
She took his hand and stood.
"I would love to." She smiled excitedly as he led her towards the dance floor.
He smiled at her as he took her in his arms and began to dance to the steady rhythm of beautiful Elvish music.
For a moment they danced without saying a word. They only gazed at each other. Silently speaking, all that needed to be said, in their eyes.
Finally Legolas broke their silence.
"You look absolutely breathtaking this evening." He spoke his mind, as he seemed to stare at her in awe.
Moreliniel's face became almost as red as her dress, but she smiled.
"Your words are kind prince. But you have not the need to say these things to me. I am already comfortable with my appearance..." She started, but Legolas cut her off.
"Nay fair maiden...I do not say these thing for the reason that I should feel obligated to, but because I truly mean them..." Legolas stopped dancing and raised his hand, lifting her chin until her eyes met his.
"You are indeed a gorgeous creature Morel...and I shall never let another being tell you otherwise." He said with sincerity in his eyes.
Moreliniel's smile widened.
"Of all the Elves in Middle-earth I could have been forced to be bound to...I am beginning to be more and more grateful that it was you."
Legolas smiled, but soon his smiled faded as he began to lean down to her.
Moreliniel swallowed hard as she closed her eyes, ready for his lips.
But they never came. It seemed suddenly that the music stopped and all eyes seemed to be set on them.
Moreliniel opened her eyes and saw this. She blushed, and turned her head so Legolas kissed her cheek instead.
He opened his eyes and she could see confusion nestled deep in his blue orbs.
She glanced around briefly causing him to also look around.
Instantly he understood and smiled at her.
He bowed low and kissed her hand.
Most of the crowd broke out into laughter and cheers, while others rolled their eyes and walked away.
Just then another song struck into tune, and more Elf couples began to dance again.
Legolas was just leading Moreliniel off the dance floor, when a tall, and quite handsome Elf walked up to them.
"Vedui' Legolas." The Elf said with a respectful bow to the prince and his bride-to-be.
"Vedui' Telvingion." Legolas said with a slight nod of his head.
Telvingion straightened with a smile.
"I was wondering Legolas, if you would not mind me asking to dance with your lovely lady." He turned to Legolas.
At first Legolas hesitated, but then he smiled and nodded his head.
"If Moreliniel agrees to it, it is well with me."
Moreliniel looked from Legolas to the tall Elf that stood next to him. She finally smiled and bowed her head slightly to the Elf.
Telvingion smiled and held out his hand to her.
"Do not worry Legolas...I shall bring her back unharmed." Telvingion teased.
Legolas smiled and laughed, but mumbled. "You better." Under his breath.
Telvingion smiled down at Moreliniel as they danced. Moreliniel began to feel uncomfortable under his gaze, but she smiled politely at him before finding something else to look at.
Her gaze passed by Legolas. She saw he was watching them intently, and it made her feel more at ease.
She grinned at him quickly before their gaze broke.
"Well, you are indeed a...stunning...beauty my lady." Telvingion said at last.
Moreliniel blushed slightly.
"Thank you sir." She said simply.
"Truly a young male Elf would feel abundantly lucky to have you as his bride-to-be. Tell me, how is it that our young prince has come to such a prize?"
Moreliniel coughed a little at the sudden question. What was she to tell him?
'Oh well, he was forced to take me so now he is stuck with me?' Nay...she was truly at a loss for words.
"Um...well..." Moreliniel looked around frantically, searching for the eyes of comfort. Finally she saw him.
He was still watching them, and when Legolas saw her look at him like she was troubled, he at once began to walk towards them.
Moreliniel was thankful when she saw Legolas begin to walk towards them.
When Legolas reached them, he sighed and placed his hands behind his back.
Telvingion looked at him questionably.
"Forgive me Telvingion, but my father has requested me and my wife-I mean my bride-to-be, um our presence...he requests our presence."
Telvingion raised an eyebrow at Legolas' fowl up.
"Alright then Legolas."
He smiled at Moreliniel as he handed her hand to Legolas.
Legolas smiled briefly before turning with Moreliniel, and walking through the crowd.
"Thank you." Moreliniel whispered to Legolas as they walked up to Thranduil.
"What was it that he did?" Legolas questioned.
Thranduil smiled at them.
"Nothing...I just felt terribly uncomfortable." She said halfway truthfully.
"And why would you have the need to feel so uncomfortable child?" Thranduil asked.
She smiled at him and shook her head.
Legolas and his father exchanged glances.
It wasn't that Moreliniel was meaning to keep the whole truth from them...she just merely did not want to start something between Legolas and his friend. A mistake that she would later regret.
~*~*~*~
Legolas took the last gulp of his wine, then glanced at Moreliniel.
He saw her yawn and try to keep her eyes open.
He stood with a smile.
"Shall I escort you back to your chambers so you may sleep Morel?"
Moreliniel looked up at him gratefully and nodded.
She took his hand, and he helped her stand.
"Atar, me and Morel shall decline now. Please give everyone our warmest thanks."
Thranduil smiled at them both.
"Sleep well, my children. You do have quite a day ahead of you tomorrow."
Moreliniel started at this, but then smiled kindly at him and curtsied slightly.
Legolas lead her out along the wall so that no one would notice them leave.
But someone did see them and was quite intent on following later on.
~*~*~*~
Soon Legolas and Moreliniel were walking lazily down one hallway after another.
Legolas glanced over at her briefly, then reached over and gently linked his fingers with hers.
Morelniel jumped slightly, but then her fingers soon complied to his as she grasped them tighter.
When they reached her chamber door Legolas stopped and she turned to him.
"I hope you had an enjoyable time Morel."
Moreliniel smiled at him.
"Aye...I did."
Legolas moved slightly closer to her, and Moreliniel felt her heart begin to beat rapidly.
"Tomorrow will indeed be an exciting day."
Moreliniel nodded.
"I would like to tell you now...that even though you are to come to my chambers tomorrow night...I will not expect you to want to do naught but slee-"
Legolas started, but suddenly Moreliniel grasped him behind the head and pulled him into a hungry kiss.
At first Legolas was truly shocked, but then he soon was returning the kiss with the same eagerness of famished lips.
Their tongues dueled, tasting every sweet edge and corner of each other's mouths.
Moreliniel suddenly became aware of what was going on, and pulled away with a surprised gasp.
Legolas was indeed just as shocked as she was.
What had happened?
Moreliniel couldn't help the small smile creep onto her swollen, tingling lips.
When she realized she was smiling, she quickly grasped the door handle and pushed open the door behind her.
"Goodnight Legolas."
She closed the door behind her.
Legolas leaned forward and held himself up with his hands against her door.
"Legolas huh?" He repeated. He had never heard her call him by his name before.
He slowly reached his hand up to his lips and touched them. They tingled and he smiled.
Suddenly a paper was pushed from under her door.
Legolas looked down at it, then knelt down to pick it up.
'Come to me when the hour is late, and all is still. We will make the night worthwhile with our own music. I shall be waiting.
Morel*:.'
Legolas smiled. He stood and tapped on the wall as he walked swiftly back to his chambers.
Moreliniel smiled from the other side of the door.
She didn't know what came over her, but the eagerness to consume his lips again overcame her.
She placed her fingers to her lips, and her smile widened.
She went over to her bed and slung herself across it.
Thoughts of running her hands across Legolas' toned chest as they were joined together in pure pleasure and ecstasy coursed through her mind as she lay there smiling.
~*~*~*~
Moreliniel was still lying across her bed hours later.
She was wondering if the note was a mistake and if she would regret it.
Her want, nay her need for Legolas, just seemed to overcome all common sense.
She hadn't willed her hand to reach out and pull him into that kiss...it just bloody did!
She sighed as she stared up at the ceiling.
A soft tap on her door reached her ears.
Suddenly all that Moreliniel had been thinking only a moment earlier vanished.
She smiled as she quickly jumped up in her dark room and walked slowly towards the door.
She wished she had lit a candle, but she believed that in a few minutes she wouldn't be thinking on that.
Moreliniel smoothed her hair back then reached for her doorknob.
She twisted it slightly and was suddenly flung back onto the floor as the door opened swiftly and a dark figure moved into her room, then closed the door.
Moreliniel didn't know what was going on.
She could hear the breath of another as she looked around in the dark from her place on the floor.
Now she really wished she had lit that candle...she couldn't see a thing!
"Legolas?" She whispered, but was met only with a crude laugh.
It didn't sound very much like Legolas. Could he be playing a trick on her?
She laughed nervously.
"Legolas...if this is a trick...tis not very funny." She stated as she looked around. She could hear him circling her, and it made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Nay...tis no trick my lady."
Moreliniel's heart stopped beating.
That was indeed not Legolas...though the voice sounded quite familiar. The tone made a cold shiver run down her spine.
"Wh-who are you?" She asked.
She all of a sudden felt cold and wrapped her arms around her as the being walked circles around her.
It only laughed again. Suddenly it stopped.
Moreliniel held her breath. The only thing she could hear was the rhythm beat of her heart.
Her deep green eyes searched in the darkness, still finding nothing to look at.
She felt like a hunted prey.
Suddenly out of nowhere he seized her.
A pair of lips overlapped hers as she screamed, muffling the frightened cry as she was pushed onto her back by a weight falling on top of her.
She struggled and fought the being that held her down.
Hands. His hands were everywhere. Grabbing her breast roughly, causing her to cry out in pain, but her cry would falter from the thirsty lips that begged to drink from her own.
His hands grabbed at her dress, ripping it, revealing her in the dark.
Moreliniel screamed again in fear and pain.
The lips finally gave way from the kiss, and trailed hot kisses down her chest to her breast.
Moreliniel panted in her attempt for air.
"Cease!" She cried, but it did nothing.
"Please stop!" She cried again as hot tears streamed down her face. Never before had such a thing happened to her.
Even when she was forced with Legolas, he was gentle and made her feel as if she were in control.
Moreliniel kicked and struggled she twisted around, leaving his hungry limbs and lips to grab at her back.
She tried to crawl away, but it wasn't of much use, she only reached her bed.
She pulled at the blankets and they fell on top of them.
"Legolas!" She cried, but her mouth was once again consumed by the beast's that attacked her.
Moreliniel thought as if it were hopeless...she was going to be raped, and there was nothing she could do.
But then suddenly, her door burst open, and the weight that was upon her suddenly lifted.
She felt someone searching through the blankets that lay in a mass on top of her and she whimpered, not sure of what was to happen next.
"Morel? Morel are you hurt? What is it?"
Praise be to the Valer!
"Legolas!" Moreliniel cried as she helped him pull the blankets off of her.
She flung herself forward and into his arms.
Legolas was indeed shocked. He had been walking to her chambers to fulfill her note, when he heard her call for him.
Her cry seemed troubled and frightened.
But when he came into her room, no one was here but her, lying in a big mess of blankets on the floor.
"Shhh..." He soothed.
"Twas only a dream." He said.
Moreliniel pulled back suddenly.
"A dream?!" She shrieked.
Legolas was shocked by her outburst.
A noise outside the open door caused them both to look up.
It sounded as if someone were running from the room.
Moreliniel stood quickly and walked swiftly to the door.
She closed it, then walked in the blinding darkness to the table that held a lantern.
She lit the wick then turned to Legolas.
"Do you really think that THIS could happen in a dream?" She hissed.
She held up her ripped dress to cover herself, but that wasn't the only thing that was proof of an attack.
Legolas stood and swiftly walked over to her.
He examined her and Moreliniel saw the anger burst aflame in his deep blue orbs as he began to see more and more of her.
He turned her around, and indeed her back was covered in newly planted scratches. A lot of which Moreliniel would not have been able to reach...even in a dream.
"Twas no dream Legolas..." Her voice shaking sounded helpless and frightened.
A million emotions rushed through Legolas all at once.
Anger, compassion, hatred, relief, confusion, and fear...fear of what might have happened if he had not come.
He had sworn to Moreliniel that he would protect her...that he would never let another being harm her again. What was that promise to her now?
"Oh Morel..." He said softly.
He pulled her into his arms, and she welcomed them.
He had saved her. He had kept his promise true to her.
She wrapped her arms around him and let him comfort her. She did deserve it after all.
~*~*~*~
Moreliniel lay across her bed on her stomach as Legolas rubbed an ointment on her back.
He smiled when he saw the scratches begin to fade. They didn't belong on her beautiful body.
Moreliniel yawned and Legolas sighed.
She had told him all of what happened, and as much as it angered him...it confused him as well. The being that attacked her seemed to have simply vanished.
He couldn't quite figure it out.
Legolas realized Moreliniel was asleep, he smiled and gently stood from her bed.
He began to walk to her door when he heard her faint voice.
"Please stay." It said simply. He turned and looked at her, but she was still lying on her stomach, just as he had left her.
But he understood. He smiled and walked over to the lantern. He blew it out and then walked over to her bed.
He lay beside her and she snuggled into him.
He smiled again before placing his arms gently around her, and falling asleep himself.