Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own any Lotr characters or anything else. But I do own Seregwen.

A/N: I am so sorry for the long delay. I've had writers block and it hasn't been easy to write this story. And please enjoy!

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Chapter V: Edoras

The company made their way toward the Halls of Edoras. Èomer was now the lord of Edoras, but sadly he had no wife or heir. His sister on the other hand was far luckier. She had married to Faramir not long after the War of the Ring and now they were expecting their first child. And they were visiting her brother for a while. The day that they made it to Edoras the sun was slowly setting and the whole company was dying for a warm meal and good nights sleep in a feather bed. They were greeted with moans and grumbles of detest from the sentinels, but Èomer gave them a hearty welcome with open arms.

"Gandalf, my friend. I have been expecting you for a while, but what is with the large company?" Èomer welcomed as he strode down from his throne at the far end of the great hall.

"It is a very long story and there is enough time to explain all of this." Gandalf smiled warmly and embraced the King like old friends. The rest of the company shuffled forward and greeted the King one by one. When Seregwen stepped forward to Èomer he looked down upon her curiously.

"I am Seregwen of the dying race of vampires, My Lord." Seregwen's greeting seemed to answer all of his questions. Èomer smiled and took her hand and kissed it staring deep into her eyes. What Èomer saw in her eyes made his deepest core tremble. He saw her whole past in that one instant. It was dark and horrifying past his kingly liking. Èomer greeted the rest of the company then they were seated and Gandalf and Èomer conversed while the rest eat and drank until their hearts content.

As they ate Legolas stole a few glimpses of Seregwen while she looked away and she did the same to him. They tried not to make it seem too oblivious that they were trying to avoid each other. Even the hobbits knew that something was up and wanted to know what was up, but before they had the chance Eowyn burst into the hall red in the face with anger. Èomer quickly tried to calm her sister and to figure what was wrong.

"Eowyn, what has brought you to disturb our guests in such dishonor?" Eowyn huffed in detest and went on to explain herself. Seregwen noticed a slight bulge in her lower abdomen.

"Faramir and I had a petty disagreement and he forbade me to meet this company but I know you, my brother, will introduce them to me." A crooked smile grew over Èomer's face. He led the women to the center of the room and everyone watched as her eyes lit up at the people that sat around her.

"I suppose you know all these individuals, but you have not been acquainted with Seregwen," Èomer boomed and then motioned for Seregwen to approach his sister. Seregwen coolly kneeled in front of Èomer and his sister. Eowyn stepped lightly forward and looked down at the woman knelling before her.

"Greetings, Lady Eowyn. It is pleasure meeting you," Seregwen said reverently and stood back up. A confused looked was painted all over Eowyn's face. To soothe her nerves Seregwen smiled and struck up a conversation with the frightened maiden.

As the night drug on everyone disappeared as the hours grew later. Just until the whole room was empty one of servers handed Seregwen a small loaf of bread. She looked at the server with question when they placed it in front of her, but before she could ask they were already gone. 'What is this all about?' she thought. When she peered back at the loaf she noticed a slip of paper hiding underneath it. Seregwen slowly pulled the paper out and cautiously read it. The words were hastily scribbled in elvish just vague enough to read properly and it reads as follows:

When I look upon your face, beyond my many thousands of years I know you've been the only one. You for me, destined to meet, to love. I need you more than my next breath and I know even after death that our love will stay true even after death. But you push away with my every attempt and it breaks my heart even further.

Palace gardens before the moon rises.

No name could be discerned from the writing, but one thing puzzled her the most why her? Seregwen looked out the nearest window to see the moon was slowly making its way into the sky. She quickly rushed out of the room and sprinted toward the palace gardens not even thinking who might be waiting for her.

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Legolas gently fondled the gold necklace in his hands examining it over again for the millionth time since he had found it. Just as he looked up from the ground he heard the sound of light feet stepping forward. Before him stood Seregwen panting heavily as if she had been running. Legolas immediately stood up clenching the necklace in his hand and stepped forward.

"I believe this is yours, Seregwen." When Legolas held his palm out Seregwen snatched it away and quickly snapped it around her neck. He could plainly see the anger bursting in her eyes.

"Where did you get this?" She snapped and fixed her eyes intently on him. Legolas hesitated as he fell deeper into her dark green eyes.

"That day on the hill you dropped it. I meant to give it back sooner and--" he stopped there thinking back to the night in the woods. By now, Legolas knew better than to anger Seregwen anymore than she already was.

"And what?" Seregwen questioned again her eyes flaming furiously at the elf standing before her. Legolas inched forward, but stopped when he stepped into her shadow.

"I am...sorry..." he whispered so low that Seregwen barely caught it. She sharply took in a breath at his words. He edged closer once more showing her the pain in his eyes. His once proud eyes had been overcome with grief of what she had done to him. With one last step Seregwen opened her arms and let Legolas reach his destination. Seregwen encircled her arms around his shoulders as Legolas wrapped tightly around her waist. For the first time in three-thousand years Seregwen opened her whole self to another with no regrets.

"You are right; you are the only one. I will never leave your side; not even after death," she replied hissing the words into his ear. Her words soothed his soul to the very core from where she had broken. In an impulse, Legolas tilted his head and brushed his lips over Seregwen's and for a moment or two it was just that. A soft brush, sharing breath, no tongue - all very innocent. Then Seregwen moved forward, only slightly but it was enough. Nibbling at her lips, Legolas closed his eyes. From that moment he knew that Seregwen would hold true to her promise.

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The pale morning light streamed through thin satin curtains of Seregwen's room. She smiled against the feathery pillow and stirred from her peaceful sleep. The events of last night ran through her mind playing over and over again. Never once had she thought that she could tell anyone her earnest, truest feeling, but Legolas broken into her deepest defenses. As Seregwen sat up in the ample bed she saw she wasn't alone. Legolas sat cross-legged on a chair exactly in front of the bed with a huge smile painted across his face.

"I Pray you slept well, Lirimaer Lovely one?" he asked cheekily. Seregwen couldn't hold back the urge to laugh as his antics. She ran a weary hand through her shadowed hair as Legolas hopped off the chair and tiptoed toward her.

"Only with you by my side. Now why are you in my room?" Seregwen chided as she climbed out of the bed. She quickly shuffled over to the changing screen and began to changed behind it.

"I came here to inform you that Gandalf and Aragorn have decided to stay in Edoras one more day, but when I saw you sleeping I didn't have the heart to wake you." Seregwen poked her out from the side of the changing screen and pointed to the clothes behind Legolas.

"Please hand me my clothes," Seregwen said coldly ignoring anything he had said. Legolas handed her the dark clothing and turned for the door. Just as the cold metal touched his hand he felt the warm flesh on to top of his. He looked up and faced Seregwen with wide eyes. Her dark eyes had a light glisten of light in them. "Sana sina Take this." In her other Seregwen held the gold trinket he had given back to her the night before. Legolas looked at her with disbelief.

"I don't understand?" Legolas questioned. Seregwen sighed and shoved the trinket into his hand as her cheeks slowly flushed a deep crimson.

"It's a sign of my promise. If I ever leave you my necklace will always remind you of me," she explained and lightly kissed his cheek and disappeared out the door. Legolas took a good look at the trinket before placing it around his head and followed Seregwen out of the room. Once the room was empty and the light of the morning becoming brighter the shadows in the room shortened. With the shadows in the room becoming smaller a dark figure emerged out of them and bound out the opened window. They only thing that could be seen through the darkness were a pair of red eyes full of hate.

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