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She leaned over the table and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. He responded by kissing her at the corner of her mouth, and soon they were kissing fully, fervently, with a franticness as if their time was limited.
Cadewyn was quite enjoying this, but she caught and berated herself in her head, "Cade! You're not supposed to like this, you have a purpose!"
She drew on Legolas's lips as if they held some potion which she wished to possess and could only get from him. They moved to sit on her small bed, in her tiny room, and they began to undress each other. Legolas had never done any of this before, but somehow it seemed natural. They were stroking, exploring, and taking in each others' bodies, and then Cade was on her back. She thought to herself, "Slowly, Cade, don't make him think."
He asked, "Cade, do you...want to do what I think we are about to?"
"Yes, yes, I do," she responded in a silky voice that was meant to push his control.
He positioned himself over her and pushed himself into her, not knowing the significance of the fact that there was no resistance. They both began a rhythm, and soon they were both bursting with their lust. Legolas wondered that this must be love, and Cadewyn wondered at this also.
When they had both finished, the lovers separated and lay next to each other. Cadewyn was thinking, wishing that the love that they had made was not so...perfect. She was not supposed to be attached in any way, only to entrance him in order to make him easier to capture. Cadewyn simply reminded herself of her purpose and stopped thinking of him romantically, just as another lover.
Legolas was amazed at what had just happened. He had never before known a woman, and this one was wonderful. It had to be love. The poor, naive Prince Legolas suspected love.
The two spoke softly for a time, and then they drifted into sleep. Legolas had a dream in the dead of the night.
"NO! Cadewyn!" He was fighting Orcs.
Two were carrying her away from him!
Off, away through the fields! And he was overwhelmed...
He awoke in the morning, barely remembering the dream. Cadewyn had dressed in a shirt, tunic, and corset in dull colors. She was hurrying about the kitchen area of her cottage, cooking eggs and bacon over the fire. Legolas came out of the room once he had put on pants, and he embraced her.
"Good morning, Cadewyn."
She smiled. "Good morning. The food will be ready soon, you can have some o'course."
The food was soon abandoned, cold on the table, in favor of another tryst.
And in the middle of this, the splitting of wood and hinges was heard.
Suddenly the house had been filled with Orcs of all sizes, all bearing weapons.
"Cade! Get your dagger...try to get on some clothes..." he cursed in Sindarin, and began hacking at Orcs. There were simply too many. They had Legolas cornered, but Cadewyn had somehow been pulled from his reach. She was being carried by a large black Orc, slung over his shoulder, seemingly unconscious.
"NO! Cadewyn!" He could not get to her.
And they carried her away.