A/N: Sooo sorry that this has taken so long to put up. I actually started
paying attention in math, then I stopped and started writing again.
Chapter 3 is almost finished too.so it will be up soon. Enjoy!!! PS: I
LVOE reviews. ::nod, nod, wink, wink!::
I awoke to the chirping of birds on our windowsill and find you gazing out the window also.
"We should go on a short stroll, melamin," you suggest, and I rise in agreement. You get up also and put a silver-blue tunic on over your leggings and toned stomach and chest. I cannot help but stare at it; it amazes me, even after all our Ages together. I tear away and slip on an embroidered white gown.
"Ready, dear one?"
"I am always ready for you, Celeborn," is my reply. We exit our talan, arm in arm, and head off toward the gardens. ~~~~~ You pull back the vines as we enter a hidden glade, the same glade I brought you to when I told you I was pregnant with CelebrÃan. "Hmmm.you know I love this spot. There are many memories here, both good and bad," I murmur.
"You think of CelebrÃan, my love? I do as well. I will miss you as much as I have missed her all these years," you say.
As I sit down on the green grass, I reply, "You think correctly, hir- nin. And though my heart is glad that I will be united with our daughter again, I will miss your touch; nothing will satisfy that loss." As I say this, you sit beside me and I lay my head in your lap.
I look up at your lips, mine desiring the taste, //come closer Celeborn.// I watch as you smile, knowing exactly what I mean, and you lower your lips to my forehead, my cheek. Anywhere but where you know I desire your kiss the most, teasing me.
//What is that glare for, Galadriel? Do you not appreciate my affections?// You laugh and finally our lips meet. I savor the taste of your mouth, our tongues dancing in circles; I try not to think of the days ahead, which will bring our parting.
We stayed in that hidden glade for hours. "My lady, we should get back, to prepare for the.departure," you say as you break from my grasp. I see the pain in your eyes as you say these words. "There are things that must be prepared before this evening." I can tell you are trying to be strong. I rise and pull you up with me. It has always amazed at how light you are, despite your muscular body.
"You know I love you, right?" You ask tentatively as we walk back.
"Of course I do, my love. What would make you think that I did not?" We are almost back to the city now.
//Just making sure, dear heart, I do not want you to forget.//
I laugh, //You think I would forget that after all our Ages?// You laugh as well, and it makes me glad to see you happy.
"M'lady, I will leave you here, at our talan," you say. "I will go to the stables to make sure everything is ready there."
"Yes, Celeborn, I will see you in a few hours then?"
"Of course," is your reply. You bend to kiss my hand and then start off for the horses.
Once alone in our talan, I begin to pack the things I will be taking with me: gowns, robes, and shoes. I fold them and place them in a bag. As I tie the satchel, I see a tunic of Celeborn's laying on the bed; when I pick it up, it smells strongly of you. A thought crosses my mind: take it with you, put it in the satchel! I do, and suddenly feel complete.
I realize I am hungry and walk to the kitchen. There, there are many elves preparing meals that will be taken for the travel. I inhale deeply, reveling in the scent.
"Hello, my lady," one says, followed by a chorus of "Hello's" and bows.
"Thank you, I'd just like a bit of fruit and lembas, if you would," I reply and I am quickly handed a platter of fresh lembas, apples and grapes.
I leave the kitchen and decide to find Celeborn, though it is not very difficult, I listen for your thoughts, and they grow clearer as I come closer to the stables. I stand in the doorway and watch you. You are standing with your arms folded across your chest, looking every bit the war captain that you once were. I stay a few minutes more, watching you, but retreat back to our talan before you can acknowledge my presence.
Melamin=beloved hir-nin=my lord
I awoke to the chirping of birds on our windowsill and find you gazing out the window also.
"We should go on a short stroll, melamin," you suggest, and I rise in agreement. You get up also and put a silver-blue tunic on over your leggings and toned stomach and chest. I cannot help but stare at it; it amazes me, even after all our Ages together. I tear away and slip on an embroidered white gown.
"Ready, dear one?"
"I am always ready for you, Celeborn," is my reply. We exit our talan, arm in arm, and head off toward the gardens. ~~~~~ You pull back the vines as we enter a hidden glade, the same glade I brought you to when I told you I was pregnant with CelebrÃan. "Hmmm.you know I love this spot. There are many memories here, both good and bad," I murmur.
"You think of CelebrÃan, my love? I do as well. I will miss you as much as I have missed her all these years," you say.
As I sit down on the green grass, I reply, "You think correctly, hir- nin. And though my heart is glad that I will be united with our daughter again, I will miss your touch; nothing will satisfy that loss." As I say this, you sit beside me and I lay my head in your lap.
I look up at your lips, mine desiring the taste, //come closer Celeborn.// I watch as you smile, knowing exactly what I mean, and you lower your lips to my forehead, my cheek. Anywhere but where you know I desire your kiss the most, teasing me.
//What is that glare for, Galadriel? Do you not appreciate my affections?// You laugh and finally our lips meet. I savor the taste of your mouth, our tongues dancing in circles; I try not to think of the days ahead, which will bring our parting.
We stayed in that hidden glade for hours. "My lady, we should get back, to prepare for the.departure," you say as you break from my grasp. I see the pain in your eyes as you say these words. "There are things that must be prepared before this evening." I can tell you are trying to be strong. I rise and pull you up with me. It has always amazed at how light you are, despite your muscular body.
"You know I love you, right?" You ask tentatively as we walk back.
"Of course I do, my love. What would make you think that I did not?" We are almost back to the city now.
//Just making sure, dear heart, I do not want you to forget.//
I laugh, //You think I would forget that after all our Ages?// You laugh as well, and it makes me glad to see you happy.
"M'lady, I will leave you here, at our talan," you say. "I will go to the stables to make sure everything is ready there."
"Yes, Celeborn, I will see you in a few hours then?"
"Of course," is your reply. You bend to kiss my hand and then start off for the horses.
Once alone in our talan, I begin to pack the things I will be taking with me: gowns, robes, and shoes. I fold them and place them in a bag. As I tie the satchel, I see a tunic of Celeborn's laying on the bed; when I pick it up, it smells strongly of you. A thought crosses my mind: take it with you, put it in the satchel! I do, and suddenly feel complete.
I realize I am hungry and walk to the kitchen. There, there are many elves preparing meals that will be taken for the travel. I inhale deeply, reveling in the scent.
"Hello, my lady," one says, followed by a chorus of "Hello's" and bows.
"Thank you, I'd just like a bit of fruit and lembas, if you would," I reply and I am quickly handed a platter of fresh lembas, apples and grapes.
I leave the kitchen and decide to find Celeborn, though it is not very difficult, I listen for your thoughts, and they grow clearer as I come closer to the stables. I stand in the doorway and watch you. You are standing with your arms folded across your chest, looking every bit the war captain that you once were. I stay a few minutes more, watching you, but retreat back to our talan before you can acknowledge my presence.
Melamin=beloved hir-nin=my lord