Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Lotr characters or places. They all
belong to the great J.R.R. Tolkien.
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This is my confession.
I bare my soul to you.
This is my confession,
The one thing I can do.
How will I ever make you mine,
If you don't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you.
(Song by Richard Marx - My confession)
Chapter 3: Confessions of the heart
A couple of days had past.
Haldir was slowly recovering. The orc's arrow, that had struck him, had been poisoned, which mend that the healing process took longer than had been expected.
Aerin felt bored and alone, although Alderon kept her company as often as he could, he was mostly occupied with training the royal guard of Mirkwood.
Well what did I expect? She thought to herself, he is after all the captain of the guard. He couldn't abandon his duties just for me.
She sighed and secretly wished she was back in Lorien with her friends and family.
Normally on a day like this she would be practicing with her weapons, but she reminded herself this wasn't Lorien this was Mirkwood.
Aerin decided to go to the library, Alderon had once told her about the extensive library and she was rather curious about it, maybe she would find a suitable book to pass the time with.
The library was situated in one of the golden towers of the palace.
She opened the door and couldn't believe her eyes.
It was larger than she had ever imagined. There where countless bookcases that reached as high as the ceiling.
She hummed a song looking for a good book amongst the thousand of others.
"War of the ring, volume one," she muttered to herself, touching the dusty book cover with the tip of her finger.
She looked around and her eye fell on a big wooden ladder, standing against one of the bookcases, she decided to climb it.
Maybe they keep their best books up there? she thought.
Aerin carefully started to climb the ladder. She found out it wasn't easy climbing a ladder without getting her feet entangled in her long dress.
Aerin searched and searched, until she'd reached the ceiling. She could only find old, dusty books about long lost civilizations and she wasn't really interested in that.
All she really had been interested in was becoming a warrior and going on countless adventures, but that dream was shattered many years ago when she'd learned about the arranged marriage.
She went down the ladder, unfortunately she wasn't careful enough and her feet got entangled in her dress. She lost her balance and before she could get hold of anything, fell to the ground.
Aerin shrieked and braced herself for the fall.
Legolas had seen Aerin enter the library and was somewhat amused when he saw her stare in amazement at all the books.
She however had not seen him, for he was hidden behind a bookcase out of her sight. He silently followed her through the library, carefully observing all her moves.
Why does this young she -elf fascinate me so? he thought.
He had seen the fire in her eyes that day when she was captured by the orcs and had kicked one of them in the groin.
He smiled at the thought.
One thing he knew for certain, there was more to her than meets the eye. When he saw her trip and fall of the ladder, he quickly reacted and caught here in his arms.
Instead of feeling a hard, solid ground, she felt the warm embrace of two strong arms.
She opened her eyes slowly, looking surprised at her savior.
"Legolas," she whispered softly as her eyes met his.
"You seemed to have developed the habit of needing to be saved," he teased, as a smile crept at the corners of his mouth.
"And you seemed to have developed the habit of saving me," Aerin retorted, returning his smile.
His incredible blue eyes, that reminded her of the sky on a warm summer's day, mesmerized her completely.
Her heart was beating rapidly and she blushed. Why do I feel so strange? And why in the Valars name am I blushing?
Here he stood with his brothers blushing bride in his arms and all he wanted to do was keep her in his embrace forever. He looked deep into her emerald green eyes and trailed of to her soft, pink lips.
What am I thinking? He thought and cursed inwardly
Legolas gently let go of her.
"Diolla ile, Thank you," she said softly, giving him a grateful smile.
"Ta nae amin seasa, It was my pleasure," he nodded.
"What were you doing up there, anyway?" he asked her, curiously.
"Just looking for a book to pass the time with," Aerin replied, shrugging her shoulders.
" Maybe I can be of some assistance, what interests you?" he asked her, enthusiastically.
Fighting and combat, she thought, but instead answered him;
"Poetry and needlework, of course, my lord." Giving him the most innocent look she could conjure up, hoping that it would sound feminine enough.
Legolas could tell she was lying and decided to play along. "Well, do you know the tale of Beren and Luthien?"
"No not really, what is it about?" she inquired.
"It is about romance and true love between a mortal man and an elven maiden," he explained, examining her features closely.
"Then this tale is a waste of my time. I do not believe in this thing called love nor that it can be true," Aerin replied bitterly as her smile faded.
Her words confused Legolas, a thoughtful expression covered his fair face.
"How can you say this? You, whom are going to be married to my brother, do you not love him?"
"I do not know," she whispered softly, staring at her feet.
"I am fond of Alderon and enjoy his company, but I do not love him like I should love my future husband," Aerin confessed and bit her lower lip.
"Then why are you going to marry him?" he exclaimed in disbelief.
Aerin looked at him, her eyes were like two bright jewels, which sparkled in the light of the sun. She gave him such an intense look, that he feared his heart would stop beating.
"Because it was my parents wish, they arranged this marriage many years ago," she confessed, again.
"Can you not talk to them?" he asked her.
Aerin wished this conversation would end, she wanted to run away, far away. How she had loved her parents, how she still loved them and wished they were with her.
"They left Ambarenya, Middle- Earth, many years ago, may their essences find eternal peace with the Valar," she said, while tears streamed down her rosy cheeks.
She hated tears and thought they made her look weak, a sight she didn't want Legolas to see.
She ran out of the library as fast as she possibly could.
Legolas immediately ran after her. How could I have been so insensitive?
He caught by her hand and gently forced her to stand still.
"Forgive me, arwenamin, my lady, I did not mean to hurt your feelings," he apologized.
Aerin turned around, pain still visible in her eyes.
"It is not your fault, my grieve is still as fresh as the day I heard of their departure," she said, whipping a tear from her cheek.
"Still, it was not my place to ask you such questions," he suppressed the urge to hold her in his arms and to kiss her tears away.
"Amin hiraetha, I am sorry, let me make it up to you," he gave her a gorgeous smile.
Aerin had calmed down and nodded, accepting his offer. It was only then that she realized he was still holding her hand.
She blushed and swiftly pulled back her hand.
"Will you give me the honor of walking with me across the grounds?" he asked her politely, offering her his arm.
She giggled softly and took his arm without hesitation.
They strolled through the forest.
Legolas told her about his adventures and she told him about her life in Lorien.
Aerin almost told him about her passion for weapons, when he let her see his bow, the one he had gotten as a gift from the lady Galadriel herself.
Aerin seemed to blossom in his company and she had to admit that this had been the best day she'd ever had, since she arrived in Mirwood.
This lovely creature captivated Legolas. He found her to be very different from the other young elven maiden, he had ever met in his entire life.
Her laughter sounded like tiny little bells, merrily sweeping in the wind and her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, which reminded him of the beauty of the forest, just at the break of dawn.
The sun had almost left the horizon at the time they arrived back at the palace.
"Aerin, Legolas, I have been searching everywhere for you," they heard Alderon's concerned voice say.
"Where were you two?" he asked, his eyes went from one to the other.
"Legolas was so kind as to take a walk with me," Aerin explained, merrily.
"A four hour walk?" Alderon asked, narrowing his eyes a bit.
"Onooromin, my brother, you need not worry for she was under my protection all the time," Legolas ensured him.
"Then you were well protected indeed, lirimaer, lovely one," he spoke to Aerin, smiling.
"If you two would excuse me, I would like to go to my chambers to freshen up a bit before dinner," she said, while glancing at both brothers.
She made a curtsy and wanted to walk away.
"My lady, wait!" Legolas approached her.
"Will you give me the honor of escorting you to dinner this evening?"
She was absolutely speechless and looked at Alderon, whom by the look on his face was also surprised at his brother's action.
"With the consent of my brother, of course," Legolas added quickly, without looking at Alderon.
Now they both looked at Alderon, whom could do nothing else but to give his consent.
Aerins eyes met those of Legolas and she smiled at him.
" I will gladly accept your offer," she said smiling, while looking into his bright blue eyes.
Legolas took her hand in his and placed a gentle kiss on the palm of her hand.
"Tenna'san, till then," he softly whispered to her.
Aerin gave Alderon, whom had a confused expression on his face, one last look, then she turned around and quickly walked away, hoping they hadn't seen her own confusion. *************************** **********************
Disclaimer: I've made some changes in this chapter, I've also re-written chapter one and two, because I wasn't satisfied with them. Hope this is better!! Keep reading and reviewing, I live and breath for them! Until the next chapter!
Lady of Legolas: I would never let Haldir die, I am not Peter Jackson, you know.
Blu-eyed-belle: Their will be some Lego-Lovin soon, I promise!
This is my confession.
I bare my soul to you.
This is my confession,
The one thing I can do.
How will I ever make you mine,
If you don't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you
My love for you.
(Song by Richard Marx - My confession)
Chapter 3: Confessions of the heart
A couple of days had past.
Haldir was slowly recovering. The orc's arrow, that had struck him, had been poisoned, which mend that the healing process took longer than had been expected.
Aerin felt bored and alone, although Alderon kept her company as often as he could, he was mostly occupied with training the royal guard of Mirkwood.
Well what did I expect? She thought to herself, he is after all the captain of the guard. He couldn't abandon his duties just for me.
She sighed and secretly wished she was back in Lorien with her friends and family.
Normally on a day like this she would be practicing with her weapons, but she reminded herself this wasn't Lorien this was Mirkwood.
Aerin decided to go to the library, Alderon had once told her about the extensive library and she was rather curious about it, maybe she would find a suitable book to pass the time with.
The library was situated in one of the golden towers of the palace.
She opened the door and couldn't believe her eyes.
It was larger than she had ever imagined. There where countless bookcases that reached as high as the ceiling.
She hummed a song looking for a good book amongst the thousand of others.
"War of the ring, volume one," she muttered to herself, touching the dusty book cover with the tip of her finger.
She looked around and her eye fell on a big wooden ladder, standing against one of the bookcases, she decided to climb it.
Maybe they keep their best books up there? she thought.
Aerin carefully started to climb the ladder. She found out it wasn't easy climbing a ladder without getting her feet entangled in her long dress.
Aerin searched and searched, until she'd reached the ceiling. She could only find old, dusty books about long lost civilizations and she wasn't really interested in that.
All she really had been interested in was becoming a warrior and going on countless adventures, but that dream was shattered many years ago when she'd learned about the arranged marriage.
She went down the ladder, unfortunately she wasn't careful enough and her feet got entangled in her dress. She lost her balance and before she could get hold of anything, fell to the ground.
Aerin shrieked and braced herself for the fall.
Legolas had seen Aerin enter the library and was somewhat amused when he saw her stare in amazement at all the books.
She however had not seen him, for he was hidden behind a bookcase out of her sight. He silently followed her through the library, carefully observing all her moves.
Why does this young she -elf fascinate me so? he thought.
He had seen the fire in her eyes that day when she was captured by the orcs and had kicked one of them in the groin.
He smiled at the thought.
One thing he knew for certain, there was more to her than meets the eye. When he saw her trip and fall of the ladder, he quickly reacted and caught here in his arms.
Instead of feeling a hard, solid ground, she felt the warm embrace of two strong arms.
She opened her eyes slowly, looking surprised at her savior.
"Legolas," she whispered softly as her eyes met his.
"You seemed to have developed the habit of needing to be saved," he teased, as a smile crept at the corners of his mouth.
"And you seemed to have developed the habit of saving me," Aerin retorted, returning his smile.
His incredible blue eyes, that reminded her of the sky on a warm summer's day, mesmerized her completely.
Her heart was beating rapidly and she blushed. Why do I feel so strange? And why in the Valars name am I blushing?
Here he stood with his brothers blushing bride in his arms and all he wanted to do was keep her in his embrace forever. He looked deep into her emerald green eyes and trailed of to her soft, pink lips.
What am I thinking? He thought and cursed inwardly
Legolas gently let go of her.
"Diolla ile, Thank you," she said softly, giving him a grateful smile.
"Ta nae amin seasa, It was my pleasure," he nodded.
"What were you doing up there, anyway?" he asked her, curiously.
"Just looking for a book to pass the time with," Aerin replied, shrugging her shoulders.
" Maybe I can be of some assistance, what interests you?" he asked her, enthusiastically.
Fighting and combat, she thought, but instead answered him;
"Poetry and needlework, of course, my lord." Giving him the most innocent look she could conjure up, hoping that it would sound feminine enough.
Legolas could tell she was lying and decided to play along. "Well, do you know the tale of Beren and Luthien?"
"No not really, what is it about?" she inquired.
"It is about romance and true love between a mortal man and an elven maiden," he explained, examining her features closely.
"Then this tale is a waste of my time. I do not believe in this thing called love nor that it can be true," Aerin replied bitterly as her smile faded.
Her words confused Legolas, a thoughtful expression covered his fair face.
"How can you say this? You, whom are going to be married to my brother, do you not love him?"
"I do not know," she whispered softly, staring at her feet.
"I am fond of Alderon and enjoy his company, but I do not love him like I should love my future husband," Aerin confessed and bit her lower lip.
"Then why are you going to marry him?" he exclaimed in disbelief.
Aerin looked at him, her eyes were like two bright jewels, which sparkled in the light of the sun. She gave him such an intense look, that he feared his heart would stop beating.
"Because it was my parents wish, they arranged this marriage many years ago," she confessed, again.
"Can you not talk to them?" he asked her.
Aerin wished this conversation would end, she wanted to run away, far away. How she had loved her parents, how she still loved them and wished they were with her.
"They left Ambarenya, Middle- Earth, many years ago, may their essences find eternal peace with the Valar," she said, while tears streamed down her rosy cheeks.
She hated tears and thought they made her look weak, a sight she didn't want Legolas to see.
She ran out of the library as fast as she possibly could.
Legolas immediately ran after her. How could I have been so insensitive?
He caught by her hand and gently forced her to stand still.
"Forgive me, arwenamin, my lady, I did not mean to hurt your feelings," he apologized.
Aerin turned around, pain still visible in her eyes.
"It is not your fault, my grieve is still as fresh as the day I heard of their departure," she said, whipping a tear from her cheek.
"Still, it was not my place to ask you such questions," he suppressed the urge to hold her in his arms and to kiss her tears away.
"Amin hiraetha, I am sorry, let me make it up to you," he gave her a gorgeous smile.
Aerin had calmed down and nodded, accepting his offer. It was only then that she realized he was still holding her hand.
She blushed and swiftly pulled back her hand.
"Will you give me the honor of walking with me across the grounds?" he asked her politely, offering her his arm.
She giggled softly and took his arm without hesitation.
They strolled through the forest.
Legolas told her about his adventures and she told him about her life in Lorien.
Aerin almost told him about her passion for weapons, when he let her see his bow, the one he had gotten as a gift from the lady Galadriel herself.
Aerin seemed to blossom in his company and she had to admit that this had been the best day she'd ever had, since she arrived in Mirwood.
This lovely creature captivated Legolas. He found her to be very different from the other young elven maiden, he had ever met in his entire life.
Her laughter sounded like tiny little bells, merrily sweeping in the wind and her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, which reminded him of the beauty of the forest, just at the break of dawn.
The sun had almost left the horizon at the time they arrived back at the palace.
"Aerin, Legolas, I have been searching everywhere for you," they heard Alderon's concerned voice say.
"Where were you two?" he asked, his eyes went from one to the other.
"Legolas was so kind as to take a walk with me," Aerin explained, merrily.
"A four hour walk?" Alderon asked, narrowing his eyes a bit.
"Onooromin, my brother, you need not worry for she was under my protection all the time," Legolas ensured him.
"Then you were well protected indeed, lirimaer, lovely one," he spoke to Aerin, smiling.
"If you two would excuse me, I would like to go to my chambers to freshen up a bit before dinner," she said, while glancing at both brothers.
She made a curtsy and wanted to walk away.
"My lady, wait!" Legolas approached her.
"Will you give me the honor of escorting you to dinner this evening?"
She was absolutely speechless and looked at Alderon, whom by the look on his face was also surprised at his brother's action.
"With the consent of my brother, of course," Legolas added quickly, without looking at Alderon.
Now they both looked at Alderon, whom could do nothing else but to give his consent.
Aerins eyes met those of Legolas and she smiled at him.
" I will gladly accept your offer," she said smiling, while looking into his bright blue eyes.
Legolas took her hand in his and placed a gentle kiss on the palm of her hand.
"Tenna'san, till then," he softly whispered to her.
Aerin gave Alderon, whom had a confused expression on his face, one last look, then she turned around and quickly walked away, hoping they hadn't seen her own confusion. *************************** **********************
Disclaimer: I've made some changes in this chapter, I've also re-written chapter one and two, because I wasn't satisfied with them. Hope this is better!! Keep reading and reviewing, I live and breath for them! Until the next chapter!
Lady of Legolas: I would never let Haldir die, I am not Peter Jackson, you know.
Blu-eyed-belle: Their will be some Lego-Lovin soon, I promise!