Chapter 7
Joey stared at the sleeping elf and felt relief and weariness wash over her. Their journey to Rivendell was scary as Legolas' fever got worse and he started to slip from this world. They had arrived in Rivendell yesterday and thanks to Lord Elrond, Legolas would be fine. "Rest now, mellon nin," Joey said softly to the sleeping Legolas. "You must get well soon." "Joey," someone called. "Wake up, hinya." Joey woke up as a hand was placed on her shoulder. She hadn't realized she had fallen asleep. "Joey?" the voice said again. At hearing her name, Joey looked up into the face of a smiling Glorfindell. Behind him stood Elrond with a similar expression on his face. "Mae govannen, my lords," Joey said as she got up from her chair. She looked over at Legolas, but was disappointed to see that he was still asleep. Seeing her expression, Elrond chuckled. "He will not wake up until tomorrow, Joey," Elrond said, placing a hand on her shoulders. "Your room is right across the hall. Why don't you get some sleep? It has been a long journey and your body is weary." Joey nodded and headed to her room after the two Rivendell elves assured her they would make sure Legolas was taken care of.
Joey opened the door to her room and looked around at the beauty of elven architecture. On a chair, there was a nightgown and a dress waiting for her. Changing out of her travelling clothes, she took a quick bath, dried her hair, put on the nightgown, and fell onto the bed where she was asleep instantly.
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Just after dawn, the sun's rays streaming across Joey's face woke her up. It took her a second to remember where she was. After that second, she jumped out of bed, got changed and was out the door. She walked across the hall to Legolas' room and opened the door. For a moment, fear crept into her heart as she looked at the empty bed but it left as soon as she saw the figure standing at the window. Legolas turned to face her and she ran over to him and threw her arms around him.
"I'm glad you're alright, mellon nin," Joey said as she hugged him but pulled away when she felt him stiffen slightly. "What is wrong?" she asked, worried she had hurt him somehow. Legolas looked at her and shook his head. "You shouldn't have come after me the other day," Legolas said. "You could have been hurt, or worse." "He took you, because he wanted me," Joey said. "I won't stand around and let you suffer because of me." "You really think that he would have let either of us go after," Legolas paused for a moment, trying to find the words, "After you gave him what he wanted?" He shook his head slightly. "Nay, Joey, he would have killed us. It was a bad decision." "There was no other way!" Joey said, as her words grew spiteful from the anger she felt. "I am a mortal, remember? True, to an elf I am still young, but I am an adult, so do not look upon me as if I am a child!" Joey stared at the elf for a second, challenging him, but decided that the conversation was over.
Shaking her head slightly, Joey turned to leave, but Legolas grabbed her arm and spun her back around. His strong, muscular arms were around her and he bent down to kiss her. Joey struggled for a second, but gave in and kissed him back, urging him to kiss her again. She took a step back as their kiss grew deeper and more passionate and she felt herself fall onto the bed, but she no longer cared. She let out a small moan as she felt his tongue probe seductively in her mouth. She pressed her fingers into his back, wanting him to kiss her deeper and he was happy to oblige as he groaned in response to her touch. At the same time, the both realized what they were doing and as Joey pushed him, Legolas leapt away. Joey sat up in the bed, and stared at Legolas, who was standing, both of them breathing hard. They stared at each other for awhile, eyes wide and were both startled by a knock at the door. Joey jumped off the bed and sat herself down in a chair.
"Come in," Legolas said, recovering from his shock. At his consent, a small she-elf opened the door. "Good morning, milady," she said as she acknowledged Joey sitting in her chair. "Breakfast is ready, my lord and lady." "Thank you, Auvia," Legolas said, bowing his head slightly. The she-elf smiled, bowed, and closed the door again. Legolas turned back around to look at Joey, who had got up from her seat. He mustered a smile over the embarrassed flush in his cheeks. He cleared his throat and gestured towards the door as Joey nodded and managed a smile as well. Together, walking near each other but not saying anything, they went down to the dining hall for breakfast.
~*~
In the dining hall, Legolas sat on Elrond's left and Joey sat on his right, in the places of honour. Next to them were the lord's sons. Elladan, the older twin, was sitting next to Legolas and Elrohir was sitting next to Joey. The four younger beings made conversation, but Elrond noticed the awkward silence between Legolas and Joey directly. He chuckled as he saw them steal glances at the other before looking quickly away. "Perhaps there is more than just friendship between these two," Elrond thought to himself. He looked down the table at Glorfindel, who was wearing a slight amused, but troubled look. Glorfindel caught his eye and Elrond knew that he had seen the two young ones acting in this strange manner as well. Glorfindel seemed happy but worried at the same time. "Of course, because this is exactly what happened between him and Joey's grandmother. He should be worried, though I don't think these two realize how they feel about each other yet." "What should I do, Elrond?" Glorfindel said after breakfast, as the two elves sat in Elrond's study. "Nothing, my old friend," Elrond said as he looked up from a proposal he was reading. "Let them be." "I just don't want to see either of them get hurt," Glorfindel thought, as he remembered his moments with Anna. "She is part-elven, but she is still mortal. One day, she will die and that day will come too soon, for both of them." "If they truly love each other," Elrond said, putting down the proposal and crossing the room to the window where Glorfindel stood. "It does not matter. True, some day, they may have to part. But they have right now, and that's all that matters." Glorfindel smiled, knowing the half-elven lord was right because he would have wanted to spend his life with Anna, if he had that choice all those years ago. "I hope they will find a better path then separation, though," Glorfindel said. "Perhaps the Valar will have a bigger plan for Joey," he said, staring out the window as he saw Joey cross through the garden and into the forest. He smiled as he thought about how much she resembled her grandmother. One day, he'll tell her that.
~*~
Joey walked through the forest, finding the peace she needed. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour and she couldn't make sense of anything. She walked to the edge of a stream and sat down on a large rock. With a sigh, she tried to calm her mind, but failed quite miserably. A small rustle of the grass caught her attention and she turned to look in the direction of the noise to find Legolas walking towards her. She got up as Legolas walked quicker, trying to get to her. Legolas wrapped his arms around her again and kissed her as they both felt the hunger they had for each other. They stood by the water for a long time before they broke apart. "What is this?" Joey asked, saying aloud the question that ran through both of their minds. She looked at him and felt herself wanting to be back in his arms, but she stood fast, not giving in. "I don't know," Legolas said, wanting to kiss her again, but stopped himself. "I wish I knew." "Maybe," Joey said, thinking of how to word her next statement. "Maybe we should spend some time apart for now," she finally said, looking at Legolas. Neither of them moved for a moment, but slowly, Legolas nodded. "I think it is wise," Legolas said as he bowed his head. "Milady," he said as he backed away, leaving Joey standing in the forest alone, neither of them sure of their decision.
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It has been a week since the decision they had made in the forest, and Legolas and Joey were trying hard to spend as little time together as possible. For the past week, Joey had been spending time in the library while Legolas roamed the lands with the twins. Now, Legolas found himself pacing his room. He wanted to see her, but it was night and most of the elves had retired to their rooms and he didn't know if she was still awake.
"I have to go see her," Legolas thought as he pulled open his door and walked across the hall. He took a deep breath outside of her door, gathered his courage, and knocked on her door softly. There was a moment of silence that seemed like an eternity to him, but finally he heard the soft click of the door opening. Joey was surprised to see him as she opened the door. Before she could say anything, he walked into her room and closed the door behind him. He turned to face her and grabbed her in an embrace. "Legolas, I thought we had decided not to spend time together," Joey said, though she was happy to be in his arms. "I can't," Legolas breathed into her ear. "I'm in love with you," he said, looking deep into her green eyes as he searched for a sign, any sign. When he saw that there was no disgust at what he had just said, he bent to kiss her and she kissed him back, making him certain that she loved him as well. They kissed passionately, not wanting the moment to end. Joey let out a small gasp as Legolas' soft lips pressed into her neck. Hearing the gasp, Legolas kissed her neck again, softly, before pulling away to look at her again. He brushed away her hair so he could see every line of her face, committing it all to memory. "Legolas," Joey said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She tugged slightly, telling him that she wanted him to kiss her again. Legolas smiled and kissed her, never wanting to stop kissing her. Their kiss became deeper, though neither of them thought it was possible. Legolas placed his hands on her waist as she ran her hands down his muscular arms before reaching up to place her hands on his chest. Both of them were trying to remember every detail of the other. That night, they gave in to the passion they felt for each other as their souls became one, making each other complete.
Joey stared at the sleeping elf and felt relief and weariness wash over her. Their journey to Rivendell was scary as Legolas' fever got worse and he started to slip from this world. They had arrived in Rivendell yesterday and thanks to Lord Elrond, Legolas would be fine. "Rest now, mellon nin," Joey said softly to the sleeping Legolas. "You must get well soon." "Joey," someone called. "Wake up, hinya." Joey woke up as a hand was placed on her shoulder. She hadn't realized she had fallen asleep. "Joey?" the voice said again. At hearing her name, Joey looked up into the face of a smiling Glorfindell. Behind him stood Elrond with a similar expression on his face. "Mae govannen, my lords," Joey said as she got up from her chair. She looked over at Legolas, but was disappointed to see that he was still asleep. Seeing her expression, Elrond chuckled. "He will not wake up until tomorrow, Joey," Elrond said, placing a hand on her shoulders. "Your room is right across the hall. Why don't you get some sleep? It has been a long journey and your body is weary." Joey nodded and headed to her room after the two Rivendell elves assured her they would make sure Legolas was taken care of.
Joey opened the door to her room and looked around at the beauty of elven architecture. On a chair, there was a nightgown and a dress waiting for her. Changing out of her travelling clothes, she took a quick bath, dried her hair, put on the nightgown, and fell onto the bed where she was asleep instantly.
~*~
Just after dawn, the sun's rays streaming across Joey's face woke her up. It took her a second to remember where she was. After that second, she jumped out of bed, got changed and was out the door. She walked across the hall to Legolas' room and opened the door. For a moment, fear crept into her heart as she looked at the empty bed but it left as soon as she saw the figure standing at the window. Legolas turned to face her and she ran over to him and threw her arms around him.
"I'm glad you're alright, mellon nin," Joey said as she hugged him but pulled away when she felt him stiffen slightly. "What is wrong?" she asked, worried she had hurt him somehow. Legolas looked at her and shook his head. "You shouldn't have come after me the other day," Legolas said. "You could have been hurt, or worse." "He took you, because he wanted me," Joey said. "I won't stand around and let you suffer because of me." "You really think that he would have let either of us go after," Legolas paused for a moment, trying to find the words, "After you gave him what he wanted?" He shook his head slightly. "Nay, Joey, he would have killed us. It was a bad decision." "There was no other way!" Joey said, as her words grew spiteful from the anger she felt. "I am a mortal, remember? True, to an elf I am still young, but I am an adult, so do not look upon me as if I am a child!" Joey stared at the elf for a second, challenging him, but decided that the conversation was over.
Shaking her head slightly, Joey turned to leave, but Legolas grabbed her arm and spun her back around. His strong, muscular arms were around her and he bent down to kiss her. Joey struggled for a second, but gave in and kissed him back, urging him to kiss her again. She took a step back as their kiss grew deeper and more passionate and she felt herself fall onto the bed, but she no longer cared. She let out a small moan as she felt his tongue probe seductively in her mouth. She pressed her fingers into his back, wanting him to kiss her deeper and he was happy to oblige as he groaned in response to her touch. At the same time, the both realized what they were doing and as Joey pushed him, Legolas leapt away. Joey sat up in the bed, and stared at Legolas, who was standing, both of them breathing hard. They stared at each other for awhile, eyes wide and were both startled by a knock at the door. Joey jumped off the bed and sat herself down in a chair.
"Come in," Legolas said, recovering from his shock. At his consent, a small she-elf opened the door. "Good morning, milady," she said as she acknowledged Joey sitting in her chair. "Breakfast is ready, my lord and lady." "Thank you, Auvia," Legolas said, bowing his head slightly. The she-elf smiled, bowed, and closed the door again. Legolas turned back around to look at Joey, who had got up from her seat. He mustered a smile over the embarrassed flush in his cheeks. He cleared his throat and gestured towards the door as Joey nodded and managed a smile as well. Together, walking near each other but not saying anything, they went down to the dining hall for breakfast.
~*~
In the dining hall, Legolas sat on Elrond's left and Joey sat on his right, in the places of honour. Next to them were the lord's sons. Elladan, the older twin, was sitting next to Legolas and Elrohir was sitting next to Joey. The four younger beings made conversation, but Elrond noticed the awkward silence between Legolas and Joey directly. He chuckled as he saw them steal glances at the other before looking quickly away. "Perhaps there is more than just friendship between these two," Elrond thought to himself. He looked down the table at Glorfindel, who was wearing a slight amused, but troubled look. Glorfindel caught his eye and Elrond knew that he had seen the two young ones acting in this strange manner as well. Glorfindel seemed happy but worried at the same time. "Of course, because this is exactly what happened between him and Joey's grandmother. He should be worried, though I don't think these two realize how they feel about each other yet." "What should I do, Elrond?" Glorfindel said after breakfast, as the two elves sat in Elrond's study. "Nothing, my old friend," Elrond said as he looked up from a proposal he was reading. "Let them be." "I just don't want to see either of them get hurt," Glorfindel thought, as he remembered his moments with Anna. "She is part-elven, but she is still mortal. One day, she will die and that day will come too soon, for both of them." "If they truly love each other," Elrond said, putting down the proposal and crossing the room to the window where Glorfindel stood. "It does not matter. True, some day, they may have to part. But they have right now, and that's all that matters." Glorfindel smiled, knowing the half-elven lord was right because he would have wanted to spend his life with Anna, if he had that choice all those years ago. "I hope they will find a better path then separation, though," Glorfindel said. "Perhaps the Valar will have a bigger plan for Joey," he said, staring out the window as he saw Joey cross through the garden and into the forest. He smiled as he thought about how much she resembled her grandmother. One day, he'll tell her that.
~*~
Joey walked through the forest, finding the peace she needed. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour and she couldn't make sense of anything. She walked to the edge of a stream and sat down on a large rock. With a sigh, she tried to calm her mind, but failed quite miserably. A small rustle of the grass caught her attention and she turned to look in the direction of the noise to find Legolas walking towards her. She got up as Legolas walked quicker, trying to get to her. Legolas wrapped his arms around her again and kissed her as they both felt the hunger they had for each other. They stood by the water for a long time before they broke apart. "What is this?" Joey asked, saying aloud the question that ran through both of their minds. She looked at him and felt herself wanting to be back in his arms, but she stood fast, not giving in. "I don't know," Legolas said, wanting to kiss her again, but stopped himself. "I wish I knew." "Maybe," Joey said, thinking of how to word her next statement. "Maybe we should spend some time apart for now," she finally said, looking at Legolas. Neither of them moved for a moment, but slowly, Legolas nodded. "I think it is wise," Legolas said as he bowed his head. "Milady," he said as he backed away, leaving Joey standing in the forest alone, neither of them sure of their decision.
~*~
It has been a week since the decision they had made in the forest, and Legolas and Joey were trying hard to spend as little time together as possible. For the past week, Joey had been spending time in the library while Legolas roamed the lands with the twins. Now, Legolas found himself pacing his room. He wanted to see her, but it was night and most of the elves had retired to their rooms and he didn't know if she was still awake.
"I have to go see her," Legolas thought as he pulled open his door and walked across the hall. He took a deep breath outside of her door, gathered his courage, and knocked on her door softly. There was a moment of silence that seemed like an eternity to him, but finally he heard the soft click of the door opening. Joey was surprised to see him as she opened the door. Before she could say anything, he walked into her room and closed the door behind him. He turned to face her and grabbed her in an embrace. "Legolas, I thought we had decided not to spend time together," Joey said, though she was happy to be in his arms. "I can't," Legolas breathed into her ear. "I'm in love with you," he said, looking deep into her green eyes as he searched for a sign, any sign. When he saw that there was no disgust at what he had just said, he bent to kiss her and she kissed him back, making him certain that she loved him as well. They kissed passionately, not wanting the moment to end. Joey let out a small gasp as Legolas' soft lips pressed into her neck. Hearing the gasp, Legolas kissed her neck again, softly, before pulling away to look at her again. He brushed away her hair so he could see every line of her face, committing it all to memory. "Legolas," Joey said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She tugged slightly, telling him that she wanted him to kiss her again. Legolas smiled and kissed her, never wanting to stop kissing her. Their kiss became deeper, though neither of them thought it was possible. Legolas placed his hands on her waist as she ran her hands down his muscular arms before reaching up to place her hands on his chest. Both of them were trying to remember every detail of the other. That night, they gave in to the passion they felt for each other as their souls became one, making each other complete.