Chapter Six
The sun gently fell onto the ocean as Legolas and Rose sat on her porch, watching the colors appear in the sky.
"You usually leave now." Rose said, shutting her eyes as the warm breeze hit her face gently. He nodded slowly.
"I was thinking of not returning to Rivendell tonight." He said. She turned to him, and saw he was starring at her. "I wish to stay the night with you, Rose." She could feel his hand on top of hers. She looked down at them, and put her other hand on top of his.
"I wish for you to share more than a night with me." She said softly, and they gazed into one another's eyes. They both stood, and he put one arm around her waist, pulling her to him. He entangled his hand in her hair as she tilted her head up and shut her eyes, letting his lips fall upon hers as the last of the sun fell into the ocean.
Legolas and Rose had spent the night together, wrapped in one another's arms and sharing kisses throughout the night. When they awoke the sky was clear and the sun was just above the horizon. They went to the beach, lying with one another in the sand. She had her head on his chest, soothed by his gentle breathing and beating heart.
"I should return to Rivendell." Legolas said softly.
"Will you return here?" Rose asked just as quietly. They sat up and Legolas took both of her hands into his.
"If you come with me I have no reason to." He said. Rose looked into his eyes, then up to her house.
"There is so little I have to leave behind, yet something tells me I should stay." She said, barely above a whisper.
"The history of your family is what makes you wish to stay." Legolas said, and put her hand on his heart. "But my heart begs for you to come with me to the House of Elrond." He said. She continued to stare at her house. He waited patiently until she finally looked at him, and slowly smiled. She kissed him, and then rose to her feet.
"I will come, but I won't promise to stay." She said. He smiled and they both walked to the stables, saddling their horses and riding to the woods. Rose stopped at the tree line, looking back upon her house. After a few silent moments she turned back to the woods, where Legolas was waiting for her. She rode beside him into the woods, and to Rivendell.
They passed through the arch in the mighty wall into the city which seemed to glow with life. Rose was awestruck with the atmosphere of the city. There was a sense of understanding and vastness that she had never experienced before. The elves they passed gave her a warm smile, and Legolas led her to the House of Elrond. An elf took the reigns of the two horses, and Arwen appeared at the top of the stairs leading to the house. Legolas and Rose walked up the stairs, and Legolas stood in front of Arwen.
"Elrond is not pleased with you." She said softly in elfish.
"He does not have to be." Legolas answered, and took Rose's hand gently. Arwen looked at Rose, and smiled.
"We have been awaiting your arrival for a long time."
"And I have dreamed of this my entire life." She said. Arwen smiled again.
"Your ancestors felt the same as you."
"That is because of the account we have all memorized." Rose said. "There is so much for me to see here."
"And I hope you shall remain to see it." Arwen said and they smiled at one another, sealing their new friendship.
Legolas led Rose into the house. Elrond approached them, starring hard at Legolas.
"You have been gone for a long time."
"I had business outside of Rivendell." Legolas answered. Elrond looked at Rose.
"I see this." He answered. Rose watched him look her over, and then finally spoke.
"I am Rose, descendant of Kiyala Jackson of the Former…"
"Earth." Elrond finished, surprised. "I'm sorry I was so rude towards you, Rose. I had no idea who you were." He said. "If there is anything you need…"
"I think I can handle it." Legolas said, and then said to him softly, "I need to speak with you when you have a chance." Elrond nodded, and Legolas led Rose down a hall to a bedroom.
"This is gorgeous." Rose said breathlessly, looking around. "I can not believe I'm here."
"So you like it." Legolas said. Rose looked at him, a look of wonder in her eyes.
"My grandmother spoke so tenderly of this place and had such vivid descriptions, but it was still beyond my dreams and the length of her fond words." Rose said, and sat on the edge of the bed. Legolas sat beside her, and watched as she looked around the room. He smiled.
"Would you like me to show you around?" He asked. She jumped in excitement, and nodded eagerly. He laughed. "All right. Come."
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