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~*~A/N: Well… I haven't updated in… Forever, it feels like! And I apologise for that… I was just re-reading chapter 5 of this story, to get the feel of writing it again, and I realized how sickening Elodon is. I'm sorry, but I find him thoroughly disgusting… LoL. Anyway, here's chapter 6!!~*~

OH AND ONE MORE THING: I don't know much about archery (unfortunately) so the part where Yana is practising archery is not that great… Soz about that! :)

The next morning, Yana awoke when the bright sunlight hit her face.

"Yana, it is time to wake," Arwen said, tapping the other Elf on the shoulder.

Mumbling something incoherent, Yana slipped out of the covers and into the washroom.

Arwen laughed and left the room, wanting to speak with her father. She, too, had noticed the glances the Prince of Eryn Lasgalen had been giving Yana the night before.

Stepping down the stairs quickly, the dark-haired Elf-maiden walked into her father's study room.

"Father?" she called.

"Yes, Arwen?" he asked, stepping from behind a large bookshelf where he had been reading a book.

"I – I wish to speak to you about a matter that has come to my mind."

Her father nodded for her to continue.

"Well," she began. "Last night, I could not help but notice that Prince Legolas was looking at Yana. I was wondering if perhaps you noticed it as well?"

Smiling, Elrond replied, "I did, my dear. I am hoping that he will wish to marry her. It is not that I wish for Yanira to leave the Kingdom of Rivendell, but I feel that it is time for her to marry. And Legolas is a match worthy of her."

Arwen smiled softly. "I am happy for her, then. I do wish that she will get along with him." Arwen left the room, and headed back upstairs to her own quarters.

Meanwhile, in her room Yana was dressing in mint green tunic and fitting pants fastened with a brown belt buckle at her slim waist. She had dressed so because she decided that she would practise some archery that morning, as she had not had the time to do so for about a month now. She went to the shed that contained some weaponry. Grabbing her favourite bow (made of wood of a mallorn tree) and the matching quiver containing fifteen arrows, she made her way to the archery field.

She propped up a target onto a tree about sixty feet away from where she was to stand. She stood with the proper stance and nocked an arrow. Soon, the arrow was flying swiftly towards the target, which it hit with an immense amount of power. Smiling with satisfaction, Yana got ready to shoot another one.

"Good morning, my lady," a voice came.

Yana turned to see who had spoken. "Prince Legolas," she replied, smiling.

"I asked where I could find sufficient space for practising archery and was told that this field was common for practise. However, I did not know that you would be here."

"I come here often. I love archery, and swordfighting, and have not been able to practise either for a long time now."

"Would you mind if I joined you?" Legolas asked.

"No, no, not at all!" Yana replied. "In fact, it will be nice to have some company."

Smiling, Legolas set up another target, about twenty feet behind where Yana's was.

He jogged back to where the she-Elf was standing and shot an arrow quickly; it hit the target in the center. He smiled at Yana again, this time with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"What?" she asked, bewildered. "Do you think I cannot shoot a distance of eighty feet?"

Feigning innocence, he replied, "Of course not! Did I say such a thing?"

Yana looked at him, holding her head high. She nocked another arrow and shot it directly at Legolas's target. It split his arrow in two.

Legolas was impressed. "You are very good at this!" he said.

Yana blushed. "Not really. I just have been practising since I was young. Besides, it is the one thing that makes me feel as though I am my father's daughter. He was the first to teach me archery and I feel closer to him when I am practising."

Legolas nodded solemnly, unsure of what to say. Her face was so somber and sweet that he wished that he could just hold her tightly and love her, making her happy forever. Do not get too ahead of yourself, he told himself. First, befriend her!

And that is what he planned on doing.

"So, my lady, could you please tell me what some of the more interesting aspects of Rivendell are?"

"I would be delighted to, Prince Legolas, but only under one condition."

He looked at her. "Yes?"

"Please do not call me 'lady'. Just Yana will do."

Legolas grinned. "As you wish. However if I must comply with that wish, I must ask you to refrain from calling me 'Prince' all the time. Just Legolas will do."

She giggled. "As you wish."

Legolas's blue eyes locked on hers, making Yana blush a shade of rose and looked away. "Now," she began, "when you are in Rivendell, there are many things to see. Mainly, however, I would suggest that you should enjoy the outdoors. There are several beautiful sights, including many rivers, streams, waterfalls, and forests. Also, if you get a chance, explore the House of Elrond. It is lovely! There are many libraries, filled with books on Elven lore and legend, as well as history on everywhere in Middle-earth."

"I am sure I will enjoy that," Legolas replied, genuinely interested. "Do you enjoy Elven lore?"

"Oh I do, very much!" Yana replied. "I find the history of our people fascinating. I study it often in my spare time. In fact one of my favourite places to go is Elrond's private library and study. It contains some of the most wondrous works of art and writing of our people."

The two Elves continued to talk for some more time, the archery left forgotten. Unbeknownst to them, Elrond was in his private quarters, watching the two blonde Elves. He seemed very interested in what was going on between them. And the significant glances Legolas was shooting Yana were still present as well as her blushing every time she caught him looking at her.

~*~

Another week had passed since the group from Eryn Lasgalen had arrived. Yana and Legolas seemed to be spending a great deal of time together, talking about the land in which both had been born. They became close friends and chatted often. This was soon being noticed by many.

The other seven Elves who had come from Eryn Lasgalen began joking about it amongst themselves, saying that they would be returning to their homeland with another among their party.

Elrond and Arwen spoke about it to one another and Elrond wished that Legolas would speak to him and ask for Yana's hand in marriage.

However, Yana did not want to fall in love with Legolas. Surely she knew that he was vying for her attention, and she often smiled to think that she had gotten a Prince to fall in love with her. But she knew that it was not possible for her to love him. She still loved Elodon, the man of her dreams and her only love, and she was quite content with him.

Yana refused to fall for Legolas's obvious charms. He was handsome, sweet, caring and loving. He would surely make a wonderful husband, she often thought to herself. But Yana cared not for such intentions. Legolas sometimes made her uncomfortable, talking to her softly and when no one else was around. It was difficult for her to resist his charm, but she did. She just kept reminding herself to remain faithful to her first love. And besides, Legolas made a wonderful friend, and keeping him as just a friend would make her more than happy.

But Legolas, on the other hand wished for something more.

~*~

"Yana, I wish to speak to you about something I feel is important," Elodon began one night that the couple was sitting under a shading tree.

"Yes, my love?" Yana asked, looking into the eyes of her lover.

"It has come to my mind that the prince of Eryn Lasgalen has been paying too much attention to you. He has seemed to have fallen in love with you." Elodon said this with slight bitterness of voice.

"Oh, Elodon!" Yana reprimanded. "I do not love him, I love only you! So it is not for you to worry about. Yes, I do agree he has been paying a great deal of attention to me and I am quite sure that he is somehow attracted to me. But that is no reason for you to think that I love anyone but you. Alright?"

Her lover nodded, pulling her closer to him. "If he bothers you, you will tell me?"

Yana was slightly startled by this comment, but said nothing except, "He will not bother me."

"If he does?"

"He would not. But yes, I will tell you if I am uncomfortable with him."

"There's my girl," Elodon murmured into her soft hair.

That night in her bed, Yana thought of her conversation with Elodon. He's so protective, she thought. But I love him. He should just realise that I would not forget him and fall in love with another. I do not love Legolas and have no wishes to marry him. Thinking these troubling thoughts, she fell asleep.

~*~

The next morning woke Legolas with a start. The first thing that came to his mind was a thought of Yana. He smiled to himself as her picture came to his mind. I love her, he thought. I want to marry her.

But a troubling voice at the back of his head said: Does she love you?

Legolas shook the thoughts from his head and went to the washroom to bathe and get dressed. This morning he would speak with Elrond.

"My Lord?" Legolas called.

"Yes, Prince Legolas, please come in," Elrond said.

Legolas stepped cautiously into Elrond's private library. "There is a matter on my mind that I wish to speak with you about."

"Pray continue," Elrond nodded.

"It is about the Lady Yanira. I – I would like to ask for her hand in marriage."

Elrond did not show a look of surprise. In fact he merely smiled. "I am glad you mentioned this, Legolas. I was hoping that you would speak with me about this. I have noticed the attention you pay to Yana and I have realised that she is happy when she is with you."

"My Lord, I must confess that I have fallen in love with her. I wish that you would give your consent to my marrying her."

"Legolas, if it is my consent that you wish for, you have it. Please, I will speak with Yana about this matter now, if you will just excuse me."

Knocking on the door of Yana's bedchambers, Elrond called for her.

"Yes?" Yana replied opening the door.

"My dear, may I speak with you for a moment?"

"Of course," she replied smiling, letting the elder Elf in.

"Yana… Do you remember when I spoke to you about your marriage?"

"Yes," Yana replied uncertainly. The smile left her eyes and it was replaced by a look of puzzlement.

"I still believe that you should get married soon."

"But –"

"Wait," Elrond held up his hand. "Before you begin a protest, just listen to me."

Yana put her hand over her mouth, her eyes widened.

"I feel that you will not be in discord with this arrangement," he continued. "I have noticed the amount of time you spend with Prince Legolas and he has asked me today for your hand in marriage."

"Wha – what?!" Yana shrieked. "Please, I do not understand. I am to be married to Prince Legolas? This cannot be happening," she moaned.

"Why do you react this way, Yana? I was under the impression that you like the Prince very much."

"I – I do," she replied sitting down shakily. "But I do not love him, my Lord. I cannot marry him." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Why not, Yanira? He is an Elf worthy of you. He is caring and understanding and a good being at heart. You would learn to love him."

"I cannot," she said again. "I cannot marry him and I cannot learn to love him."

"Why not?" Elrond asked again, his voice raised slightly. "Yana, I am doing what is best for you."

"How could you know what is best for me?" she yelled, standing up quickly. "How do you think you know? I do not love the Prince I do not want to marry him! I am in love with someone else!"

Yana's ice-blue eyes widened as she heard herself say this and her hand flew to her mouth.

"What did you say?" Elrond asked, his voice deadly quiet. "You are – in love? With someone else?"

Shaking, Yana backed up against the wall, tears pouring down her fair face. "I am sorry," she whispered. "I was afraid to tell you. I am sorry."

"Yanira… Who is it that you are in love with?"

Yana whimpered and mumbled something.

Elrond stepped closer to her and she cringed. "What?" he asked.

"Elodon," she gasped.

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