A/N Sorry for the wait, my family was in Thailand having a beach holiday.
Thanks to my reviewers Aramer and Imbefaniel. I love reviews! Sorry for no
Aragorn and Leggie in the last chapter but I was too lazy to describe the
battle. Also, I am always open to new ideas after all, this story is for
you!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Arwen groaned, someone was knocking on her door.again.
"Who is it?" she called, "I am sick and very tired."
"Arwen? It is Elladan. Please open the door, we need to talk."
"About what?"
"Things."
"What things?" Arwen asked, playing dumb.
"Arwen, stop acting like a child. Open the door and let me come in."
Arwen climbed of her bed and unlocked the paneled oak door.
"Come in, then," she said, "is it very important?"
"Yes," Elladan said walking in and sitting on her bed.
Arwen sat down next to him, "So?"
"Arwen, I know how you feel about our friend, Legolas. There is no reason to be embarrassed about it, we all understand," Elladan said taking her hand in his.
"No you don't," Arwen replied, gently pulling her hand away, "And I am not embarrassed, rather.confused. I don't know what to do."
"We can talk about it," Elladan said, "just you and I. You can tell me everything and I'll try to help you."
Arwen gave him a smile and rested her head on his shoulder; "I love you, Elladan."
He softly kissed the top of her head, "I love you, too. Now tell me what confuses you."
"Well.it's just that whatever I do, I shall be unhappy. If I marry Aragorn, I will be missing Legolas but I will be Aragorn's wife, bound to him for life. Not only that but I shall also be the queen of Gondor. If I were to meet Legolas in secret, imagine the scandal it would create! It would hurt my image, Legolas's, Aragorn's and worst of all, Gondor's. And if I tell Aragorn how I feel about him and Legolas, he will be heartbroken and I will be the cause of it! He shall hate me forever and I will always be angry with myself for hurting him. And on top of all that, I don't even know whether Legolas has feelings for me, too!" Arwen explained.
Elladan was quiet for a moment, then, "You are right, sister, it is very confusing but I will be able to help you."
"How?"
"I know that Legolas has feelings for you," Elladan said.
"Really? Brother why did you not tell earlier?"
"I wasn't sure how you would feel about it but I have learnt a lesson from it, Arwen. It is that you should always tell the truth, if I had I would have saved you a lot of trouble."
"It would work out, wouldn't it? Well, with Legolas at least but what about Aragorn, Elladan. I cannot forget about him, to refuse him would be the cruelest thing I could do."
"It is not cruel, Arwen, you must understand that. The cruelest thing you could do would be to marry him, leading him to believe that you loved him and no one else. Your marriage would be based on a lie, for if you have not forgotten, Arwen, you marry someone when you love them."
"You're right, Elladan, I just wish you weren't," Arwen said, "it just makes everything more complicated, doesn't it?"
"I am afraid so, sister," Elladan said smiling.
"You're lucky to love no one, brother, you are a free spirit," Arwen said sighing softly.
Elladan's smile faltered, "You are wrong, Arwen. I always find myself wishing that I had a woman who loved me, waiting patiently for me to return to her. To love someone and for them to love you back is the best gift you could ever receive. You have forgotten that you are blessed with that gift, sister though once many years passed you treasured that simple gift above all other."
Arwen was silent, obviously thinking of what to say, then, "I truly envy, Elladan, the woman who will eventually have your love. You are the most wonderful man I have ever known, brother."
"And you the most wonderful woman," Elladan replied.
"I would like to think so," Arwen said a smile lighting her features, "thank-you brother, I think I know what to do."
"I think you do."
It was over. The battle was over. All around the entrance hall were people hugging each other crying out of happiness. And others. Others crying for lost love ones. But Eowyn was too happy to take notice of them. She had thrown herself into Legolas's arms.
"I feared you were dead," she whispered into his shoulder.
"Well.I am not, am I?" Legolas answered but there was a forced cheeriness and Eowyn could not help but notice how stiff and awkward his arms were around her waist.
"Legolas?" she asked timidly.
"Hmmm? Oh, yes?" he asked; only half-listening.
"Legolas," she said in a stronger voice, "I think it is time we have a.talk."
Now he focused on her, "I think you are right, Eowyn. Where would you like to go?"
"How about my room?" when Eowyn saw how uncomfortable Legolas looked about the idea of going into her room, she hastily said, "Or maybe, the armory?"
It seemed a bit inappropriate for the occasion to Eowyn, but Legolas looked relieved so Eowyn went along with it, for his sake. They walked to the armory together silently, Legolas wiping the blood of his daggers on his torn and stained tunic. Thankfully, the armory was empty so they had privacy.
Eowyn took a deep breath, "Well, I think what we really need to talk about is the kiss you gave me."
"Eowyn," Legolas said quickly, "I am very sorry but I must be honest with you, no matter how painful. That kiss, it was wrong of me. I saw how.upset you looked that I couldn't help myself. It was only meant to have been short but I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry, I was acting like a fool."
Eowyn tried to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. She knew it had been out of pity! How can she have been so foolish as to let her hopes up?
"I forgive you, Legolas. It was wrong of both of us, I shouldn't have responded when I knew it was wrong," she said quite bravely, then, "do you love me Legolas?"
"Yes, I do. I loved you the moment I saw you and wanted to care for you and protect you from hurt," Legolas said immediately, not exactly sure what had made him say that but apparently it had been the right thing to do.
Eowyn's face brightened, "Oh, Legolas! I love you too," she paused, "I guess you can go now."
"Of course, milady, fare thee well," Legolas said as he bent down to kiss her hand but he didn't move.
"Is anything wrong, Legolas?" Eowyn asked concerned.
"No, milady. But may I ask you for a kiss? A last kiss. A friendly kiss," Legolas said in a husky voice.
"Of course, Legolas, it would be a pleasure," Eowyn answered softly.
Eowyn melted into his arms, savouring the feeling of his soft lips against her own. But the 'friendly' nature of the kiss soon stopped as soon as she parted her lips slightly to allow his tongue access to her mouth. She sighed with pleasure as his tongue caressed her own, she felt the strong muscles of his arms as they wrapped tightly around her. It was a moment she would never forget, a moment she would treasure forever.
Aragorn was walking towards the armory. Despite the battle and the hundreds of soldiers who had died, he was in a very good mood, they had, eventually, they had won the battle and he was planning to tell Eowyn how he felt about her, assured that she felt the same way. How couldn't she not? He remembered the passionate way in which she had responded to his kiss.
Aragorn was so happy, in fact, that he even started to whistle a tune, something he hadn't done since he was a mere child living in Rivendell with his mother and Elrond.
But Aragorn's happy mood soon ended. Eowyn and Legolas were kissing again and this kiss was definitely passionate. The first time he had seen them kissing, he had been upset, yes, but after he thought about it a while, he decided that it was a friendly kiss. A nice kiss that Legolas had given Eowyn to cheer her up. This kiss was obviously doing a very good job of cheering both of them up ver well. He could hear their moans of pleasure from where he stood. Eowyn's hands were buried in Legolas's hair, his hands were pulling her tight against his body, moving up to the strings of her dress.
Aragorn felt the urge to stomp right into the room and break up their little rendezvous but he controlled himself. Obviously, Legolas and Eowyn were more than just friends. They wouldn't be doing this if they weren't. He started to feel sick as he watched Legolas's hands undo the strings of her dress.
With a last glance, Aragorn let the happy couple 'get on with it', quickly striding away.
"Legolas?" Eowyn pulled back for a moment.
"Yes," he said between his kisses.
"Why do we not move to my room?" she said a sly smile on her face, "after all, I am sure my uncle would be very displeased if he walked in on us."
Legolas's face broke into a smile, "Of course, milady. We will continue this in your room."
He laced the strings of her dress up again, thinking of the curious glances they would receive if she walked out with them undone. One thing he had learned in Rohan, the Rohirrim were big gossips.
"I think we should be more than just friends," Eowyn said tucking her hand into his and smiling at him.
"We should," Legolas said brushing another kiss on her lips.
They walked rather quickly to Eowyn's room, "Here it is," Eowyn said pushing the door open.
As soon as Legolas got inside there was a small click and the door was locked.
A/N Sort of surprising, eh? I was *definitely* not planning for that to happen between Eowyn and Legolas but it just seemed.right. By the way, Aragorn has not forgotten about Arwen, he's just a bit distracted by Eowyn. Reviews please!!! Hugs, Emily
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Arwen groaned, someone was knocking on her door.again.
"Who is it?" she called, "I am sick and very tired."
"Arwen? It is Elladan. Please open the door, we need to talk."
"About what?"
"Things."
"What things?" Arwen asked, playing dumb.
"Arwen, stop acting like a child. Open the door and let me come in."
Arwen climbed of her bed and unlocked the paneled oak door.
"Come in, then," she said, "is it very important?"
"Yes," Elladan said walking in and sitting on her bed.
Arwen sat down next to him, "So?"
"Arwen, I know how you feel about our friend, Legolas. There is no reason to be embarrassed about it, we all understand," Elladan said taking her hand in his.
"No you don't," Arwen replied, gently pulling her hand away, "And I am not embarrassed, rather.confused. I don't know what to do."
"We can talk about it," Elladan said, "just you and I. You can tell me everything and I'll try to help you."
Arwen gave him a smile and rested her head on his shoulder; "I love you, Elladan."
He softly kissed the top of her head, "I love you, too. Now tell me what confuses you."
"Well.it's just that whatever I do, I shall be unhappy. If I marry Aragorn, I will be missing Legolas but I will be Aragorn's wife, bound to him for life. Not only that but I shall also be the queen of Gondor. If I were to meet Legolas in secret, imagine the scandal it would create! It would hurt my image, Legolas's, Aragorn's and worst of all, Gondor's. And if I tell Aragorn how I feel about him and Legolas, he will be heartbroken and I will be the cause of it! He shall hate me forever and I will always be angry with myself for hurting him. And on top of all that, I don't even know whether Legolas has feelings for me, too!" Arwen explained.
Elladan was quiet for a moment, then, "You are right, sister, it is very confusing but I will be able to help you."
"How?"
"I know that Legolas has feelings for you," Elladan said.
"Really? Brother why did you not tell earlier?"
"I wasn't sure how you would feel about it but I have learnt a lesson from it, Arwen. It is that you should always tell the truth, if I had I would have saved you a lot of trouble."
"It would work out, wouldn't it? Well, with Legolas at least but what about Aragorn, Elladan. I cannot forget about him, to refuse him would be the cruelest thing I could do."
"It is not cruel, Arwen, you must understand that. The cruelest thing you could do would be to marry him, leading him to believe that you loved him and no one else. Your marriage would be based on a lie, for if you have not forgotten, Arwen, you marry someone when you love them."
"You're right, Elladan, I just wish you weren't," Arwen said, "it just makes everything more complicated, doesn't it?"
"I am afraid so, sister," Elladan said smiling.
"You're lucky to love no one, brother, you are a free spirit," Arwen said sighing softly.
Elladan's smile faltered, "You are wrong, Arwen. I always find myself wishing that I had a woman who loved me, waiting patiently for me to return to her. To love someone and for them to love you back is the best gift you could ever receive. You have forgotten that you are blessed with that gift, sister though once many years passed you treasured that simple gift above all other."
Arwen was silent, obviously thinking of what to say, then, "I truly envy, Elladan, the woman who will eventually have your love. You are the most wonderful man I have ever known, brother."
"And you the most wonderful woman," Elladan replied.
"I would like to think so," Arwen said a smile lighting her features, "thank-you brother, I think I know what to do."
"I think you do."
It was over. The battle was over. All around the entrance hall were people hugging each other crying out of happiness. And others. Others crying for lost love ones. But Eowyn was too happy to take notice of them. She had thrown herself into Legolas's arms.
"I feared you were dead," she whispered into his shoulder.
"Well.I am not, am I?" Legolas answered but there was a forced cheeriness and Eowyn could not help but notice how stiff and awkward his arms were around her waist.
"Legolas?" she asked timidly.
"Hmmm? Oh, yes?" he asked; only half-listening.
"Legolas," she said in a stronger voice, "I think it is time we have a.talk."
Now he focused on her, "I think you are right, Eowyn. Where would you like to go?"
"How about my room?" when Eowyn saw how uncomfortable Legolas looked about the idea of going into her room, she hastily said, "Or maybe, the armory?"
It seemed a bit inappropriate for the occasion to Eowyn, but Legolas looked relieved so Eowyn went along with it, for his sake. They walked to the armory together silently, Legolas wiping the blood of his daggers on his torn and stained tunic. Thankfully, the armory was empty so they had privacy.
Eowyn took a deep breath, "Well, I think what we really need to talk about is the kiss you gave me."
"Eowyn," Legolas said quickly, "I am very sorry but I must be honest with you, no matter how painful. That kiss, it was wrong of me. I saw how.upset you looked that I couldn't help myself. It was only meant to have been short but I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry, I was acting like a fool."
Eowyn tried to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. She knew it had been out of pity! How can she have been so foolish as to let her hopes up?
"I forgive you, Legolas. It was wrong of both of us, I shouldn't have responded when I knew it was wrong," she said quite bravely, then, "do you love me Legolas?"
"Yes, I do. I loved you the moment I saw you and wanted to care for you and protect you from hurt," Legolas said immediately, not exactly sure what had made him say that but apparently it had been the right thing to do.
Eowyn's face brightened, "Oh, Legolas! I love you too," she paused, "I guess you can go now."
"Of course, milady, fare thee well," Legolas said as he bent down to kiss her hand but he didn't move.
"Is anything wrong, Legolas?" Eowyn asked concerned.
"No, milady. But may I ask you for a kiss? A last kiss. A friendly kiss," Legolas said in a husky voice.
"Of course, Legolas, it would be a pleasure," Eowyn answered softly.
Eowyn melted into his arms, savouring the feeling of his soft lips against her own. But the 'friendly' nature of the kiss soon stopped as soon as she parted her lips slightly to allow his tongue access to her mouth. She sighed with pleasure as his tongue caressed her own, she felt the strong muscles of his arms as they wrapped tightly around her. It was a moment she would never forget, a moment she would treasure forever.
Aragorn was walking towards the armory. Despite the battle and the hundreds of soldiers who had died, he was in a very good mood, they had, eventually, they had won the battle and he was planning to tell Eowyn how he felt about her, assured that she felt the same way. How couldn't she not? He remembered the passionate way in which she had responded to his kiss.
Aragorn was so happy, in fact, that he even started to whistle a tune, something he hadn't done since he was a mere child living in Rivendell with his mother and Elrond.
But Aragorn's happy mood soon ended. Eowyn and Legolas were kissing again and this kiss was definitely passionate. The first time he had seen them kissing, he had been upset, yes, but after he thought about it a while, he decided that it was a friendly kiss. A nice kiss that Legolas had given Eowyn to cheer her up. This kiss was obviously doing a very good job of cheering both of them up ver well. He could hear their moans of pleasure from where he stood. Eowyn's hands were buried in Legolas's hair, his hands were pulling her tight against his body, moving up to the strings of her dress.
Aragorn felt the urge to stomp right into the room and break up their little rendezvous but he controlled himself. Obviously, Legolas and Eowyn were more than just friends. They wouldn't be doing this if they weren't. He started to feel sick as he watched Legolas's hands undo the strings of her dress.
With a last glance, Aragorn let the happy couple 'get on with it', quickly striding away.
"Legolas?" Eowyn pulled back for a moment.
"Yes," he said between his kisses.
"Why do we not move to my room?" she said a sly smile on her face, "after all, I am sure my uncle would be very displeased if he walked in on us."
Legolas's face broke into a smile, "Of course, milady. We will continue this in your room."
He laced the strings of her dress up again, thinking of the curious glances they would receive if she walked out with them undone. One thing he had learned in Rohan, the Rohirrim were big gossips.
"I think we should be more than just friends," Eowyn said tucking her hand into his and smiling at him.
"We should," Legolas said brushing another kiss on her lips.
They walked rather quickly to Eowyn's room, "Here it is," Eowyn said pushing the door open.
As soon as Legolas got inside there was a small click and the door was locked.
A/N Sort of surprising, eh? I was *definitely* not planning for that to happen between Eowyn and Legolas but it just seemed.right. By the way, Aragorn has not forgotten about Arwen, he's just a bit distracted by Eowyn. Reviews please!!! Hugs, Emily
