A/N Hi everyone! I hope you'll like this and please review and tell me what
the pairings should be. For now I'm going on with Legolas/Arwen and
Aragorn/Eowyn but if you want it the opposite way, then I can take a vote.
And also, if you're wondering about the Eowyn/Legolas, this is suppose to
be a kind of complicated love triangle story. Anyway, on with the story!
"Please, Uncle. Let me fight," Eowyn pleaded to Theoden.
"No. You are a female, you will stay with the other women and children. Please do not argue, Eowyn," Theoden said firmly.
Eowyn was silent as she twirled her braid of golden hair around, plotting how to take a more heroic part in the battle.
"Lady Eowyn?"
Eowyn turned around to see Legolas.
"Yes, Master Elf?"
"If you have the time could I talk to you?" Legolas asked.
"Of course," Eowyn said, and after she excused herself from Theoden, walked to his side, "but shouldn't you be getting ready for the battle?"
"I only need to talk to you for a few minutes," Legolas promised then he was silent for a moment and they just walked through the halls.
Just as Eowyn was about to ask Legolas what he wanted to talk about, he said, "Eowyn, do you have feelings for Aragorn?"
"What?! Eowyn asked in shock, "I mean, pardon me?"
"Milady, do you have feelings for Aragorn?"
"Of course," Eowyn said coolly, "he is a very dear friend."
"I meant feelings towards him as more than a friend," Legolas said.
"No," Eowyn said, "no, I do not."
Legolas stopped walking and stared at her. His blue eyes bored into her own and Eowyn shifted in discomfort.
"You do," Legolas murmured softly, "it is clear in your eyes, written right across your face."
Eowyn was silent for a while, then, "Why? How?"
She broke down in tears, she had been crying an awful lot these days, and Legolas put his strong arms around her in a friendly embrace.
"Why do I have to love him?" Eowyn asked miserably through her tears, "he loves another, a beautiful Elf as you told me earlier. Why must I suffer so painfully from unrequited love?"
Legolas just hugged her as she cried bitterly, soaking his tunic.
"I do not know, milady," he whispered so softly that the words did not reach her ears, "I do not know."
"Friend Legolas? Where are you?" Aragorn walked through the halls, "Legolas?"
He stopped in his tracks staring at the sight before him. Legolas and Eowyn were wrapped in a tight embrace, Eowyn's head on Legolas's shoulder, and Legolas's chin resting easily on Eowyn's head. Aragorn drew in a ragged breath and leaned against the wall. He had had no idea Legolas and Eowyn had romantic feelings for each other. How could it be?
Why do you care, Aragorn asked himself. You have Arwen whom you wanted for so many years and now you finally have. Why did he care if there was a relationship between Legolas and Eowyn? He did not have romantic feelings for Eowyn. Or did he?
Arwen woke up that morning. The sun shone through the open balcony door. Or head was cradled in her Father's lap. Elrond was already awake, stroking her hair.
"Adar?" Arwen asked.
"Yes, my child?" Elrond said looking down at her fondly.
"I love you," Arwen answered simply.
"Just me? There is no other Elf or Man?" Elrond asked but it was not just teasing.
As Elrond had expected, Arwen did not speak. She loves another, not Aragorn, Elrond thought.
"Do you still love Aragorn?" Elrond asked.
"Of course, he is the one I am going to marry, is he not?" Arwen replied.
"I am not sure," Elrond says, "I think your feelings are on another, daughter."
"And who do you think they are on?" Arwen said with a slightly amused look, "you may guess."
She thinks this is a game, Elrond thought. But he played along, "Glorfindel?"
"No."
"Haldir?"
"Of course not!"
"Gildor?"
"No."
Elrond went through a long list of male Elves and Men, all of who Arwen denied to love.
"I can not think of any more names, Arwen," Elrond finally said.
"You see? I love no other man or Elf," Arwen said.
"I do not believe you. I will find out the object of your affections before long," Elrond promised.
Arwen just laughed.
Eowyn pulled back from the embrace and smiled at Legolas, bot aware that Aragorn was watching them.
"I guess it is time for you to prepare for battle," Eowyn whispered.
"I would rather stay with you, milady," Legolas said and then by instinct pressed his lips against her.
Eowyn was shocked but she immediately responded, savouring his sweet kisses. Finally they pulled back, gasping for breath.
"I am sorry, milady, I have to go," Legolas said as he touched her face.
Then he ran off, leaving a very shocked Eowyn behind.
Aragorn felt sick. He could not believe they had just kissed and kissed like that!
He felt as if Legolas had betrayed him. But Aragorn knew Legolas wouldn't betray him. It was just that Legolas didn't know about himself and Eowyn.
Do I love Eowyn? Aragorn thought. No I don't, I have Arwen, the sensible part of him said but his heart was telling him something completely different.
Elrond sat in his study with his daughter holding a long list of every male name he knew. He called them out and checked them off as soon as Arwen denied them.
"Rumil?"
"No."
"Orophin?"
"No," answered Arwen, who was sipping her tenth glass of miruvor.
"You have denied them all," Elrond said impatiently, "please, daughter, why do you not just tell me?"
"That is because there is no one."
But Elrond wasn't listening. This was because he was thinking, very, very hard.
"Daughter," he said slowly, "is it Legolas you love?"
Arwen froze, as the room became suspended in time.
Eowyn watched sadly as two women hugged each other, crying hard. Their husbands and sons were going to fight in the battle. Eowyn walked over to where they stood and put a hand on the oldest woman's shoulder.
"I'm sorry," Eowyn said sympathetically.
The woman stared at Eowyn, "Thank-you, milady. I'm just - just so scared that they won't come back alive."
Eowyn didn't know what to say so she just repeated, "I'm sorry."
"Thank-you," the woman whispered before collapsing in a pitiful heap on the floor.
Eowyn closed her eyes, praying with all her might that this poor woman's family would come back from battle alive.
"Eowyn?"
Eowyn spun around to face Aragorn.
"Aragorn, milord," she said slightly flustered.
"I just wanted to say farewell as I may not come back from the battle alive," Aragorn said.
"You will," Eowyn said smiling at him, "I know you will."
"You do?" Aragorn asked looking at her very hard.
"I am quite sure you will," Eowyn said.
Aragorn was quiet for a while then lifted her white hand to his lips and placed a like kiss on it as a common suitor would.
"Goodbye, Lady Eowyn."
"Goodbye, milord," Eowyn said.
But Aragorn did not leave; he just stood there as if waiting for something. Licking her lips nervously, Eowyn placed her arms on his shoulder and brushed a kiss on his rough cheek but Aragorn grabbed her and kissed her firmly on the lips. Eowyn swallowed staring up at him.
Then Aragorn nodded as if it had never happened, "Good-bye, milady."
Then he was gone, walking of towards the armory leaving Eowyn staring at his back in wonder.
"Legolas?" Gimli asked.
Legolas pulled his mind away from his thoughts, "Yes, Gimli?"
"You are very quiet," Gimli said.
"I always am," Legolas said reaching for his bow and quiver of arrows.
"What is wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Oh," Gimli said, quite unlike himself, "well, I shall find Eowyn, I think."
Nodding, Legolas turned his back. Eowyn. He could not believe he had kissed her and she had kissed him back. Why had he done it? He had no feelings for her that he was sure about. Had he done it out of pity? It was because she had looked so sad, tears streaming down her ghostly face, dull blue eyes puffed and red. She had been looking like this for a while now, Legolas recalled. Could it be she was having more of these crying sessions in secret? But that was off the point, the point was he had kissed her and it was completely wrong of him. It was completely unlike him to go around kissing random girls. Yes, he had done it out of pity. But what could he do now? She would think he had feelings for her, no doubt.
Legolas put his hands to his temples and massaged them. How had his life become so complicated in a matter of weeks? He thought he loved Arwen but he had kissed Eowyn. What crazy Elf would people take him for?
It is women, Legolas decided. They are the cause of problems.
A/N did you like it? Sort of confusing, I know. Anyway, please review. Hugs, Emily.
"Please, Uncle. Let me fight," Eowyn pleaded to Theoden.
"No. You are a female, you will stay with the other women and children. Please do not argue, Eowyn," Theoden said firmly.
Eowyn was silent as she twirled her braid of golden hair around, plotting how to take a more heroic part in the battle.
"Lady Eowyn?"
Eowyn turned around to see Legolas.
"Yes, Master Elf?"
"If you have the time could I talk to you?" Legolas asked.
"Of course," Eowyn said, and after she excused herself from Theoden, walked to his side, "but shouldn't you be getting ready for the battle?"
"I only need to talk to you for a few minutes," Legolas promised then he was silent for a moment and they just walked through the halls.
Just as Eowyn was about to ask Legolas what he wanted to talk about, he said, "Eowyn, do you have feelings for Aragorn?"
"What?! Eowyn asked in shock, "I mean, pardon me?"
"Milady, do you have feelings for Aragorn?"
"Of course," Eowyn said coolly, "he is a very dear friend."
"I meant feelings towards him as more than a friend," Legolas said.
"No," Eowyn said, "no, I do not."
Legolas stopped walking and stared at her. His blue eyes bored into her own and Eowyn shifted in discomfort.
"You do," Legolas murmured softly, "it is clear in your eyes, written right across your face."
Eowyn was silent for a while, then, "Why? How?"
She broke down in tears, she had been crying an awful lot these days, and Legolas put his strong arms around her in a friendly embrace.
"Why do I have to love him?" Eowyn asked miserably through her tears, "he loves another, a beautiful Elf as you told me earlier. Why must I suffer so painfully from unrequited love?"
Legolas just hugged her as she cried bitterly, soaking his tunic.
"I do not know, milady," he whispered so softly that the words did not reach her ears, "I do not know."
"Friend Legolas? Where are you?" Aragorn walked through the halls, "Legolas?"
He stopped in his tracks staring at the sight before him. Legolas and Eowyn were wrapped in a tight embrace, Eowyn's head on Legolas's shoulder, and Legolas's chin resting easily on Eowyn's head. Aragorn drew in a ragged breath and leaned against the wall. He had had no idea Legolas and Eowyn had romantic feelings for each other. How could it be?
Why do you care, Aragorn asked himself. You have Arwen whom you wanted for so many years and now you finally have. Why did he care if there was a relationship between Legolas and Eowyn? He did not have romantic feelings for Eowyn. Or did he?
Arwen woke up that morning. The sun shone through the open balcony door. Or head was cradled in her Father's lap. Elrond was already awake, stroking her hair.
"Adar?" Arwen asked.
"Yes, my child?" Elrond said looking down at her fondly.
"I love you," Arwen answered simply.
"Just me? There is no other Elf or Man?" Elrond asked but it was not just teasing.
As Elrond had expected, Arwen did not speak. She loves another, not Aragorn, Elrond thought.
"Do you still love Aragorn?" Elrond asked.
"Of course, he is the one I am going to marry, is he not?" Arwen replied.
"I am not sure," Elrond says, "I think your feelings are on another, daughter."
"And who do you think they are on?" Arwen said with a slightly amused look, "you may guess."
She thinks this is a game, Elrond thought. But he played along, "Glorfindel?"
"No."
"Haldir?"
"Of course not!"
"Gildor?"
"No."
Elrond went through a long list of male Elves and Men, all of who Arwen denied to love.
"I can not think of any more names, Arwen," Elrond finally said.
"You see? I love no other man or Elf," Arwen said.
"I do not believe you. I will find out the object of your affections before long," Elrond promised.
Arwen just laughed.
Eowyn pulled back from the embrace and smiled at Legolas, bot aware that Aragorn was watching them.
"I guess it is time for you to prepare for battle," Eowyn whispered.
"I would rather stay with you, milady," Legolas said and then by instinct pressed his lips against her.
Eowyn was shocked but she immediately responded, savouring his sweet kisses. Finally they pulled back, gasping for breath.
"I am sorry, milady, I have to go," Legolas said as he touched her face.
Then he ran off, leaving a very shocked Eowyn behind.
Aragorn felt sick. He could not believe they had just kissed and kissed like that!
He felt as if Legolas had betrayed him. But Aragorn knew Legolas wouldn't betray him. It was just that Legolas didn't know about himself and Eowyn.
Do I love Eowyn? Aragorn thought. No I don't, I have Arwen, the sensible part of him said but his heart was telling him something completely different.
Elrond sat in his study with his daughter holding a long list of every male name he knew. He called them out and checked them off as soon as Arwen denied them.
"Rumil?"
"No."
"Orophin?"
"No," answered Arwen, who was sipping her tenth glass of miruvor.
"You have denied them all," Elrond said impatiently, "please, daughter, why do you not just tell me?"
"That is because there is no one."
But Elrond wasn't listening. This was because he was thinking, very, very hard.
"Daughter," he said slowly, "is it Legolas you love?"
Arwen froze, as the room became suspended in time.
Eowyn watched sadly as two women hugged each other, crying hard. Their husbands and sons were going to fight in the battle. Eowyn walked over to where they stood and put a hand on the oldest woman's shoulder.
"I'm sorry," Eowyn said sympathetically.
The woman stared at Eowyn, "Thank-you, milady. I'm just - just so scared that they won't come back alive."
Eowyn didn't know what to say so she just repeated, "I'm sorry."
"Thank-you," the woman whispered before collapsing in a pitiful heap on the floor.
Eowyn closed her eyes, praying with all her might that this poor woman's family would come back from battle alive.
"Eowyn?"
Eowyn spun around to face Aragorn.
"Aragorn, milord," she said slightly flustered.
"I just wanted to say farewell as I may not come back from the battle alive," Aragorn said.
"You will," Eowyn said smiling at him, "I know you will."
"You do?" Aragorn asked looking at her very hard.
"I am quite sure you will," Eowyn said.
Aragorn was quiet for a while then lifted her white hand to his lips and placed a like kiss on it as a common suitor would.
"Goodbye, Lady Eowyn."
"Goodbye, milord," Eowyn said.
But Aragorn did not leave; he just stood there as if waiting for something. Licking her lips nervously, Eowyn placed her arms on his shoulder and brushed a kiss on his rough cheek but Aragorn grabbed her and kissed her firmly on the lips. Eowyn swallowed staring up at him.
Then Aragorn nodded as if it had never happened, "Good-bye, milady."
Then he was gone, walking of towards the armory leaving Eowyn staring at his back in wonder.
"Legolas?" Gimli asked.
Legolas pulled his mind away from his thoughts, "Yes, Gimli?"
"You are very quiet," Gimli said.
"I always am," Legolas said reaching for his bow and quiver of arrows.
"What is wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Oh," Gimli said, quite unlike himself, "well, I shall find Eowyn, I think."
Nodding, Legolas turned his back. Eowyn. He could not believe he had kissed her and she had kissed him back. Why had he done it? He had no feelings for her that he was sure about. Had he done it out of pity? It was because she had looked so sad, tears streaming down her ghostly face, dull blue eyes puffed and red. She had been looking like this for a while now, Legolas recalled. Could it be she was having more of these crying sessions in secret? But that was off the point, the point was he had kissed her and it was completely wrong of him. It was completely unlike him to go around kissing random girls. Yes, he had done it out of pity. But what could he do now? She would think he had feelings for her, no doubt.
Legolas put his hands to his temples and massaged them. How had his life become so complicated in a matter of weeks? He thought he loved Arwen but he had kissed Eowyn. What crazy Elf would people take him for?
It is women, Legolas decided. They are the cause of problems.
A/N did you like it? Sort of confusing, I know. Anyway, please review. Hugs, Emily.
