Author's note: Thank you for your reviews. If you are wondering where I got
the name Gaenor for Legolas and Eowyn's daughter, I got it from a Ioan
Gruffudd movie "Solomon and Gaenor". The name is a Welsh form for
Guinevere.
Chapter Two
Eowyn slept little during the first year of widowhood. She was often seen walking around her castle during the night with her white nightgown and shawl. Many night servants claim she almost looked like a ghost especially on moonlit evenings with her pale skin shimmering against the light.
Only Legolas could give her joy during those nights. Elves slept very little by nature, and Legolas was happy to keep her company.
They talked about life in general, and their childhood. Eowyn loved to talk about her training as a shield maiden, and her happy girlhood in Rohan. Legolas said very little of his childhood in Mirkwood for his wasn't a happy one. He only told her he has a father and two older brothers that are still living in Mirkwood.
One of those evenings, Eowyn walked in the halls and found Legolas sitting on a bench preparing arrows. His face gave no emotion, but Eowyn sensed there was something wrong.
"Legolas," she said.
Legolas looked up from his work. He put the arrows back in his quiver. He stood up to face the beautiful white lady of Rohan.
"Yes, Eowyn," Legolas answered.
"What is the matter?"
"I must return to Mirkwood. I cannot know when I will return here. Gimli will watch over you now." Legolas said.
"You do not want to return to Mirkwood."
Legolas shook his head. He hated Mirkwood. The only thing that would compel him to go back there was gone. His mother had passed through the sea some years ago, and Legolas spent those many years on guard duty or traveling to Rivendell. His father treats him like one of his servants, and his brothers treat him as though he were nothing but an elfling. Only his mother showed him love, but now she was gone.
"If Mirkwood is the cause of your unhappiness, do not go back." Eowyn advised him.
Legolas looked at her with surprise. He didn't realize that Eowyn still needed him. What is he going back to Mirkwood for? His eldest brother's wedding. Legolas could easily miss that for he knew his brother did not love the lady. Both his brothers were incapable of romantic love.
"You are right. I have no reason to go back to Mirkwood. My father has been giving orders to me all my life and the only affection he showed to me was instructions on doing the chores right."
"Oh I am so glad!" Eowyn cried in all happiness.
She embraced the elf with all her strength. As they pull back, Legolas leaned over and gave Eowyn a passionate kiss.
Chapter Two
Eowyn slept little during the first year of widowhood. She was often seen walking around her castle during the night with her white nightgown and shawl. Many night servants claim she almost looked like a ghost especially on moonlit evenings with her pale skin shimmering against the light.
Only Legolas could give her joy during those nights. Elves slept very little by nature, and Legolas was happy to keep her company.
They talked about life in general, and their childhood. Eowyn loved to talk about her training as a shield maiden, and her happy girlhood in Rohan. Legolas said very little of his childhood in Mirkwood for his wasn't a happy one. He only told her he has a father and two older brothers that are still living in Mirkwood.
One of those evenings, Eowyn walked in the halls and found Legolas sitting on a bench preparing arrows. His face gave no emotion, but Eowyn sensed there was something wrong.
"Legolas," she said.
Legolas looked up from his work. He put the arrows back in his quiver. He stood up to face the beautiful white lady of Rohan.
"Yes, Eowyn," Legolas answered.
"What is the matter?"
"I must return to Mirkwood. I cannot know when I will return here. Gimli will watch over you now." Legolas said.
"You do not want to return to Mirkwood."
Legolas shook his head. He hated Mirkwood. The only thing that would compel him to go back there was gone. His mother had passed through the sea some years ago, and Legolas spent those many years on guard duty or traveling to Rivendell. His father treats him like one of his servants, and his brothers treat him as though he were nothing but an elfling. Only his mother showed him love, but now she was gone.
"If Mirkwood is the cause of your unhappiness, do not go back." Eowyn advised him.
Legolas looked at her with surprise. He didn't realize that Eowyn still needed him. What is he going back to Mirkwood for? His eldest brother's wedding. Legolas could easily miss that for he knew his brother did not love the lady. Both his brothers were incapable of romantic love.
"You are right. I have no reason to go back to Mirkwood. My father has been giving orders to me all my life and the only affection he showed to me was instructions on doing the chores right."
"Oh I am so glad!" Eowyn cried in all happiness.
She embraced the elf with all her strength. As they pull back, Legolas leaned over and gave Eowyn a passionate kiss.