**Legolas's POV**
It's getting very lonely without my love, my melamin, here with me. I look around at the other elves. They all seem unhappy and they are missing their homelands.but they are not feeling as lonely and heartsick as me. I pray for this quest to end soon. I know that isn't being very patriotic of me..I do want to save Mirkwood and Middle Earth, but I would give anything to hold Eden.
I sleep an uneasy sleep in Lorien, the Realm of the Lady of the Wood. I know I'm Elfkind and so are they, but there is something about Galadriel that unnerves me. I heard her voice inside my head, and it was unnatural. Like the human Borromir, I will find no rest in Lorien.
I hear rustling in the leaves behind me and gently draw out my bow and a fresh arrow. If anyone attacks the Fellowship tonight, I am going to kill them before they can so much as prick Frodo's skin.
I aim, sweat beginning to trickle down my back. What if I fail? What if all of Middle Earth is lost at my hand?
"Legolas," I hear a whisper and drop my arrow and bow. At once, the rustling becomes much louder and I see a shape hurtling towards me. It reaches me, and my lover is at once in my arms, holding on to me tight. I can smell the warm scent of her gorgeous hair and it makes me so happy I could almost cry.
"Eden! How did you-!"
"Don't ask questions now, just kiss me," she begs, and I do so. Lavishly. It is a kiss that speaks of the long, lonely nights I have been without her. She rests her head on my shoulder and her arms are tight around my waist. I stroke her hair. It seems that everything is right with the world.
"Are you all right?" I ask.
"I am now." She lifts her face for my kiss, and I oblige. The warmth of her mouth is welcome after so many cold nights alone. "But danger will follow me. You must understand, my father's men will look for me. The wedding is meant to take place soon."
"Cormamin lindua ele lle," I tell her fervently, kissing her again. "Oh, how I have missed you. I will protext you with my life, should your fathers minions come looking for you."
Taking her hand, I lead her to my pallet, where I have been resting for the night. A sleepless night it has been, too. We lay together and I take her in my arms, at last feeling as if all is finally right in Middle Earth.
"How did you get into Lorien? These borders are well protected."
"Merlin helped me."
"The wizard of King Arthur?"
"Yes." She smiles at my shock, and snuggles close. I wrap my arms tightly around her and kiss her hair gently. She looks up at me, eyes tired and soft with love. I feel like my heart could break just from looking at her sometimes. "Amin mela lle, Legolas. I will tell me story another day. Now we should rest."
I agree. It ahs been a long day, and another long day will follow tomorrow.
I'm not sure how I will explain to the strider about Eden. But she will accompany us, for that I am certain,. I could never let her go. To allow her to marry Rumar would be a fate I would never leave one I loved to. I rest my chin on top of her head and whisper goodnight, cherishing the sound of her soft breathing as she falls asleep.
I pray that our happiness will last.
It's getting very lonely without my love, my melamin, here with me. I look around at the other elves. They all seem unhappy and they are missing their homelands.but they are not feeling as lonely and heartsick as me. I pray for this quest to end soon. I know that isn't being very patriotic of me..I do want to save Mirkwood and Middle Earth, but I would give anything to hold Eden.
I sleep an uneasy sleep in Lorien, the Realm of the Lady of the Wood. I know I'm Elfkind and so are they, but there is something about Galadriel that unnerves me. I heard her voice inside my head, and it was unnatural. Like the human Borromir, I will find no rest in Lorien.
I hear rustling in the leaves behind me and gently draw out my bow and a fresh arrow. If anyone attacks the Fellowship tonight, I am going to kill them before they can so much as prick Frodo's skin.
I aim, sweat beginning to trickle down my back. What if I fail? What if all of Middle Earth is lost at my hand?
"Legolas," I hear a whisper and drop my arrow and bow. At once, the rustling becomes much louder and I see a shape hurtling towards me. It reaches me, and my lover is at once in my arms, holding on to me tight. I can smell the warm scent of her gorgeous hair and it makes me so happy I could almost cry.
"Eden! How did you-!"
"Don't ask questions now, just kiss me," she begs, and I do so. Lavishly. It is a kiss that speaks of the long, lonely nights I have been without her. She rests her head on my shoulder and her arms are tight around my waist. I stroke her hair. It seems that everything is right with the world.
"Are you all right?" I ask.
"I am now." She lifts her face for my kiss, and I oblige. The warmth of her mouth is welcome after so many cold nights alone. "But danger will follow me. You must understand, my father's men will look for me. The wedding is meant to take place soon."
"Cormamin lindua ele lle," I tell her fervently, kissing her again. "Oh, how I have missed you. I will protext you with my life, should your fathers minions come looking for you."
Taking her hand, I lead her to my pallet, where I have been resting for the night. A sleepless night it has been, too. We lay together and I take her in my arms, at last feeling as if all is finally right in Middle Earth.
"How did you get into Lorien? These borders are well protected."
"Merlin helped me."
"The wizard of King Arthur?"
"Yes." She smiles at my shock, and snuggles close. I wrap my arms tightly around her and kiss her hair gently. She looks up at me, eyes tired and soft with love. I feel like my heart could break just from looking at her sometimes. "Amin mela lle, Legolas. I will tell me story another day. Now we should rest."
I agree. It ahs been a long day, and another long day will follow tomorrow.
I'm not sure how I will explain to the strider about Eden. But she will accompany us, for that I am certain,. I could never let her go. To allow her to marry Rumar would be a fate I would never leave one I loved to. I rest my chin on top of her head and whisper goodnight, cherishing the sound of her soft breathing as she falls asleep.
I pray that our happiness will last.