I had time! So I updated! Hope the last one was ok, and please enjoy this one. ^_^

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Chapter 11, More Reunions.

  Very soon, they rode back to Minas Tirith, and Aragorn was crowned King on May 1st. On the same day, Elrond and his daughters left Rivendell. Legolas and Gimli would wait for them in Minas Tirith. So would the Hobbits. Finally, on the day of Midsummer, messengers arrived, announcing that there was a riding of fair folk out of the North, and they were nearing the walls of the Pelennor. And the King said: "At last they have come. Let all the City be made ready."

  Upon the very Eve of Midsummer, the riders came down the North-way to the gates of Minas Tirith. At the head, rode Elrohir and Elladan with a banner of silver, and then came Glorfindel and Erestor and all the household of Rivendell, and after them came the Lady Galadriel and Celeborn, Lord of Lothlórien, riding upon white steeds and with them many fair folk of their land, grey-cloaked with white gems in their hair; and last came Master Elrond, mighty among Elves and Men, bearing the sceptre of Annúminas, and beside him, one on each side, rode his daughters, Arwen, Evenstar of her people, and Rinamarth, in a beautiful white dress that seemed to shine silver in the sunlight. They were upon grey palfreys. They had stars upon their brows and seemed to glimmer in the sun. Then Elrond alighted, surrendered the sceptre, and placed the hand of his daughter Arwen into that of Aragorn, the King Elessar, and together, they went up into the High City.

  As they entered the City, Legolas gazed with wonder at Rinamarth. She seemed more beautiful than ever before to him, and it was only when Gimli nudged him that he came back to reality. "What you staring at lad?"

"Nothing Gimli, do not worry." He and Gimli walked ahead with Aragorn and Arwen into the City, Rinamarth just behind. Legolas turned his head once, and caught her looking at him. He smiled, and she smiled back. That smile warmed his heart. He turned back, and walked with more of a spring. He vaguely remembered things, times of old, times with her. A few had come back to him as they had ventured further on their quest. He had obviously remembered Lothlórien, he had remembered the dance…wait, the dance. That dress! He turned back round. Her dress had been like that one! He was walking almost completely backwards now. "Legolas lad, what are you doing?" Gimli asked gruffly.

"Nothing Gimli."

"You're walking backwards!"

"So?"

"So! You look pretty stupid! Turn back round." Legolas faced forward again, but kept looking back at her. Every time, she would be watching him, a smile upon her lips. They finally entered the palace, and they saw preparations being done for the Wedding tomorrow, and so people were running around, trying to get everything ready. Flower displays were being made and set out, the tables were being laid, banners hung up, everything. Rinamarth was busy with Arwen, helping her sort out her dress. No one else was allowed to enter the room. So Legolas still couldn't talk to her. She did desperately want to talk to him, but her sisters' dress was more important.

  Arwen was standing in the middle of the room, admiring her dress in the mirror. It was completely white, a sheath design, straight all the way down, except the part at the bottom. It fanned out slightly so it covered her feet. It had beads embroidered on it, and lace to match. It had straps over the shoulders with small flowers embroidered on. It was made of a soft silky material, and made a gentle rustle as she walked in it. There was a veil, made of a netted lacy material. A crystal tiara held it in place. It was silver, adorned with tiny crystals. Her hair was to be in long waves down over her shoulders. Diamonds would be wove into it. She would carry a bunch of white roses. Rinamarth stepped back and admired her work. "Beautiful," she whispered. "Aragorn won't know what hit him!" Arwen laughed. "Nor will Legolas when he sees you in your dress!" Rinamarths' dress was also sheath, all the way down. It was white and embroidered with beads and lace, like Arwens, but not quite as glamorous. She was to be the bridesmaid, the only one. She would have white, silk elbow-length gloves, and wear an identical tiara in her equally waved hair. It would have no veil though. She too, would carry a bunch of white roses, tied together with a white silk ribbon. They would both look so beautiful. "You excited?" Rinamarth asked.

"Very. And nervous at the same time!"

"I'm excited for you."

"Thanks Rinamarth. If it wasn't for the help you've given me tonight, I would be so panicky about tomorrow! I wouldn't have known where to start."

"What are sister's for eh?" They laughed and hugged each other. "Come on, there's a feast to attend!" They got changed into normal dresses, and made their way down to the feasting hall.

  There were many tables laid out, but there was one big table at the head of the hall, Here sat Aragorn, Arwen, Rinamarth, Elrond, Galadriel, Celeborn, Elrohir, Elladan, Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Sam, Pippin, and Merry. As the girls entered, everyone was just taking their seats. They hurried to the Kings Table, and sat down. Arwen was next to Aragorn and her father, and Rinamarth was sat next to her brother Elladan, and Legolas. Perfect! In fact, the order went, from left to right, (if you were facing them): Pippin, Merry, Sam, Frodo, Celeborn, Galadriel, Gandalf, Aragorn, Arwen, Elrond, Elrohir, Elladan, Rinamarth, Legolas, and then Gimli at the end. They settled down to eat, and Rinamarth turned straight round to talk to Legolas. "I missed you," she said quietly, so that no one else could hear it. He smiled. "I missed you too." He held her hand under the table. No one could see because the cloth that covered the table went down over the front. Elladan was too busy talking to his brother, and Gimli was absorbed in eating his food. No one took any notice. "I could feel when you were sad or hurt," she told him.

"How?"

"The necklace. Like when you hit your head, and lost your memory, I could feel the sadness you must have felt when you realised you couldn't remember anything. I felt it when Gandalf fell into shadow. I felt your grief. It was horrible, because I didn't know if it was you who was hurt, or one of the others. I was extremely worried. You just ask Arwen. She felt it too, from Aragorn, because she gave him the Evenstar."

"I get it. Well, what do you feel now?"

"I myself, feel happy, excited, nervous, and worried all at the same time."

"Why?"

"I'm happy because the war's over and I'm back with you and all my friends. I'm excited about the wedding tomorrow, but also nervous, like you do get, but I'm worried about losing you again."

"Why? I'm not going anywhere. Yet."

"Exactly, yet! I know all about you seeing the gulls, and your longing for the Sea. Galadriel warned you."

"But it wasn't my doing. That was the path I had to take, and if it meant seeing the gulls, than there was nothing I could do. I didn't know they were going to be there did I?"

"No, but you can't go to Valinor yet you know that don't you."

"Yes, I do. I'm not going till Aragorn passes away, which will not be for many more years yet, I hope."

"Good. I don't know when I'm going, or even if I want to go."

"You will do one day. Everyone will."

"I know, but I love it here, now that there is peace. No more war, grief, sadness…" her voice faded away, and a smile played upon her lips. She held his hand tighter. "I've finally got you with me now, and I don't want to let you go, not yet."

"And I don't want to let you go either. During this quest, many more memories returned. I remembered our time in Lothlórien, and the dance. You're wearing an identical dress aren't you?"

She grinned. "Yes. I thought you might see the similarity."

"But it still looks beautiful on you. A dress like that will never lose its beauty or splendour. It will forever shine. Like the star." And he held up the necklace. "You've still got it!"

"Of course. I looked at it every night, and it filled me with new hope, which I definitely needed during our search for Merry and Pippin. Elen síla lumenn omentielvo, (A star shines upon the hour of our meeting)."

"And it will always shine, it will never fade," Rinamarth said. He smiled, and laid the heart back against his chest.

"What is that necklace you always wear laddie?" asked Gimli. Legolas had nearly forgotten he was next to him. "Oh, er, just…" he looked at Rinamarth. She smiled. "I gave it to him Gimli," she said, leaning across to talk to him. "Many, many, years ago, when we first met. It connects our friendship. Do you know what I mean?"

"Yes. That is a beautiful crystal," he said, examining it. "Where is it from?"

"Rivendell."

"Ah yes, there is wonderful crystal in Rivendell." He placed it back against Legolas chest, and went back to his meal. "So how long have you two known each other?" he asked.

"Too long."

"Legolas!"

"Sorry. No, it has been an exceedingly long time. I'm not going to tell you, because you might work out how old I am!"

"So?" asked Gimli.

"So! I don't want you to know how old I am! It's personal."

Rinamarth laughed. "That's the trouble with making friends with an Elf Gimli. They'll never say how old they are!"

"Are you sure that's not just Legolas being Legolas?"

"No."

"Ok then." She looked at Legolas. He had a friendly frown on his forehead. She laughed. They carried on talking, then there was a dance. Rinamarth loved being able to dance with him once again. They twirled, spun, and  swayed on the spot. Legolas would let go of one of her hands, and she would spin back into his arms in time with the music. He would hold her close to him, and she would hold his arms against her, then suddenly, they would spring apart, as the beat of the music changed. They were so graceful together, even more so than ever before. The Hobbits watched with interest at their friend. "I never knew Legolas was that sort of person," said Frodo quietly.

"No, me neither," agreed Sam.

"What about him and Rinamarth then?" asked Pippin.

"What about them?" asked Merry.

"They're obviously close, look at the way they're dancing together. And, they won't dance with anybody else unless they have to, haven't you noticed?" They watched in silence for a few more dances. True enough, Legolas only danced with Rinamarth, and she only danced with him, apart from the one time she had to dance with Aragorn, as was normal. "You're right Pip," said Frodo. "But Legolas doesn't seem the lovey-dovey type does he?"

"Perhaps this is a side we have yet to see," said Sam. "He has kept himself to himself. Whereas the rest of us talked quite openly about home, and our friends, he never really mentioned Mirkwood, his father, or any of his friends. Or girlfriends," he added as an afterthought. "What do you reckon? Is he 'with' Rinamarth?"

"We'll just have to watch and wait," said Merry. They did watch, for the rest of the entire evening. "It would be good if they were together. Its about time Legolas settled down. He must be quite…old," said Pippin.

"Yes but remember, Elves are immortal," answered Merry. "They're always young really. They don't age."

"True, true. I still think he should settle down though. There must be hundreds of Elf-maidens wanting him back at his home."

"Pippin!"

"There must be though. I mean, look at him. He's tall, he's got long golden hair, he's a fantastic archer, a superb rider, brilliant fighter, slender, plus he's a Prince! He must be one of the most popular Elves in Mirkwood. Probably the most popular!"

"Actually you're probably right Pip," agreed Frodo. "If there aren't hundreds of Elf-maidens swarming over him in Mirkwood, then my name's Sackville-Baggins!" They all laughed. "Come on, it's rude to stare," said Sam. They left Legolas to his dancing, not that he had noticed them watching anyway, he was having far too much fun.

  The Hobbits were not the only ones watching the two dance. Aragorn was watching his friend with a huge smile on his face. He leant over to Arwen. "Have you seen those two?" He pointed at Legolas and Rinamarth, who were at that moment swaying gently on the spot. A slow dance had come on. "They can't stop dancing!"

"I know. Don't forget, they're very close. You should have seen them when they first met. Rinamarth couldn't speak at the time, and Legolas really felt for her. He asked her to dance, and you would have loved the look on her face. She was so happy. She had been feeling really separated from the rest of the world because she couldn't speak, and this boosted her confidence. Then of course, he got her voice back."

"How?"

"He kissed her. The cure, was that she had to receive a kiss from her one true love. He gave her a kiss, and it worked. They are meant for each other."

"Legolas told me some of this in Lothlórien. About being her one true love, but he couldn't remember it."

"No, but he obviously can now. Some of his memory has returned during this quest."

"I worked that out for myself! Want to dance?"

"Ok." Aragorn took Arwens' hand, and they stepped out onto the floor. They swayed their way over to Legolas and Rinamarth. "Hello you two, having fun?" Aragorn asked.

"Yes thanks, you?" replied Legolas.

"Brilliant. Good music isn't it?"

"Er, yes, lovely." What was Aragorn trying to get to? Legolas gave his friend a puzzled look. As he faced him, he mouthed, "What are you doing?"

"Dancing," Aragorn mouthed back. Legolas frowned at him. Aragorn just grinned. They had to turn away then, but when they were facing again, Legolas asked:

"What are you trying to get to?" Aragorn just mouthed:

"Nothing."

"Aragorn!"

 "What?" They turned away again, then faced each other again. The music ended, and they bowed to their partners. "I'm just going to get a drink," Rinamarth said. She walked off with Arwen. Legolas and Aragorn went back to the table. "Aragorn? What is it, come on!"

"You two are…close, tonight."

"Old friends meeting up for the first time in ages! Hello, of course we're close!"

"No, I mean, 'close'."

"Aragorn!"

"What? You told me yourself that you two are each other's one true love. Just admit it, you're in love."

Legolas sat silent for a while. He could feel Aragorn watching him. "I don't know."

"Oh of course you know! Legolas, I can see it. There is such a bond between you that cannot be broken. You are very, very close. You can see the little cupids and hearts flying above your heads, arrows of love shooting everywhere! You are meant to be."

Legolas couldn't help laughing. "You're right Aragorn. I do love her, but does she love me?"

"Legolas!"

"What?"

"Don't be so stupid, of course she does! She adores you, and would do anything for you, as you well know. Now, go and take her for a walk, and TELL HER!"

"Alright, alright. Where can we go?"

"Go to the fountain."

"Ok, cover for us."

"Yes, now go on." Legolas got to his feet, and walked over to Rinamarth. She was talking to Arwen, and they were laughing about the next day's events. "Hello Legolas."

"Hello, do you want to go for a walk?"

"Yes ok. You'll have to lead, I haven't got a clue where I'm going!"

"Right, come with me. See you later Arwen."

"Bye you two." Arwen looked up at Aragorn. He winked. She smiled, and went back to him. Legolas took Rinamarths' hand, and led her outside. He took her to the fountain, and they sat on the side, little droplets of water occasionally splashing them. He held her hand, and marvelled at the way her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. He swallowed, and took a deep breath.

"Rinamarth, you know I lost my memory, and forgot I loved you?"

"Yes."

"Well, I don't need those memories to understand how much I love you. This journey has made me realise a lot of things, and one thing, was that I love you more than anything else in this whole world. I need you in my life, and will do anything I can to have you. I don't care if you don't love me, but I just want you to know, that I love you, and I always will."

"Oh Legolas of course I love you! I always have, and always will!" She put her arms round his neck, and there, under the silver moon reflected in the water, they kissed, once again, in each other's arms. They parted, and Rinamarth stroked Legolas cheek. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too. Here, I want you to wear this tomorrow." He undid the clasp of the necklace, and slipped it round her neck. "But its yours," she argued.

"Yes, and I want you to wear it." She smiled, and nodded. "Very well then." They sat in silence for a little while longer, then headed back to the hall. The evening carried on as normal with more dancing and celebrating.

How was that then? Please review and tell me. I love reading them. Chapter 12 will be up some time over the week-end hopefully. ^_^