Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Lotr characters nor the songs I place
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No sooner met but they looked;
No sooner looked but they loved;
No sooner loved but they sighed;
No sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason;
No sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.
(Poem by William Shakespeare)
Chapter 4: Brothers and rivals
Aerin looked into the mirror for the second time that evening.
She wore a silk, lavender dress, richly decorated with silver embroidery. Her honey blond hair was braided and above her eyes she wore a circlet with jewels that glistened as the stars.
There was a knock on her chamber door and her heart instantly skipped a beat.
She took in a deep breath, slowly walked to the door and opened it.
There he stood, dressed in a grey and silver tunic, staring right into her eyes.
Legolas found her to be breathtaking and was mesmerized by her radiant beauty.
He bowed before her and took her hand in his, placing a soft kiss on the palm of her hand, which made shivers ran up and down her spine.
"Lle sana thulamin odamin, you take my breath away," he whispered, looking at her with a twinkle in his blue eyes.
"Diola lle, thank you," she whispered shyly, while accepting his arm gracefully.
Why does my heart beat so fast when I see him? What does he do to me that makes me feel this way? Aerin thought with mixed emotions.
Alderon walked straight towards them, the second they'd walked into the dining room.
"You look absolutely radiant, Melamin, my love," he declared, delighted to see her.
She cast her eyes down in shame.
Alderon treated her with such love and respect. She had the same respect for him if not greater, but his love she could never return.
Alderon took her hand and lead her to her seat without giving Legolas one single look.
King Thranduil sat at the end of the table on his golden throne, his hair was a silver blond just as his sons and on his head he wore a crone of laurel leafs.
Legolas and Alderon sat on both sides of their father.
Aerin sat next to Alderon, whom was talking vividly to her. She tried to look interested, but her mind occasionaly drifted of into deep thought.
Dinner had already started, but she didn't feel much like eating at all and left the food untouched on her plate.
She felt Legolas'stare and secretly glanced at him from underneath her eyelashes.
Legolas smiled at her, which made her blush a deep shade of red.
"Was the food not to your satisfaction, Lirimaer? lovely one," Alderon asked her.
"O, no this food is excellent, but I am afraid my appetite has left me," she explained.
"Lle tyava quel? do you feel well?" he asked her, giving her a concerned look.
"I feel just fine. Do not worry about me, Alderon." Aerin reassured him and produced a smile.
Alderon took her hand and gently kissed her palm. "Manka lle merna, Melamin, as you wish, my love,"
A knot appeared in her stomach. His kiss didn't affect her the way Legolas'did. It confused her greatly.
Finally, to Aerin's relieve, dinner had ended.
"It is time for some light entertainment," the king exclaimed, merily.
"My dear, my son told me you posses the singing voice of a nightingale. Would you honor us with a song?" he said, turning his attention to Aerin.
"Your majesty, your sons' opinion of me is highly overrated," she replied as a tiny laughter escaped her.
"Do not be so modest and sing for us, Aerin." Haldir grinned at her.
In reply, she gave him an icy stare, because she really didn't feel like singing at all.
"Please, let me hear your voice once more," Alderon pleaded with her.
All eyes were upon her including those of Legolas, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"I will sing, if it pleases his majesty," Aerin agreed to his request.
Aerin stood up and walked towards the fireplace.
In front of it stood a big silver harp engraved with elfish writing.
She went and sat on a little seat that stood next to the harp, closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
She gently placed her delicate fingers on the cords, and then she opened her eyes again.
The harp produced a sweet melody and Aerin began to sing:
I dream I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And with all who assembled within those walls,
That I was the hope and the pride,
I had riches all too great to count,
And a high ancestral name,
But I also dreamed which pleased me most,
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me still the same.
I dreamt that suitors sought my hand,
That knights upon bended knee,
And with vows no maidens heart could withstand,
They pledged their faith to me,
And I dreamt that one of that noble host,
Came forth my hand to claim,
But I also dreamt which charmed me most,
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me still the same.
Legolas couldn't keep his eyes off her and was hypnotized by the sound of her beautiful voice, which sounded like the tinkling of tiny silver bells and was as sweet as honey.
Her song and the sound of her heavenly voice had captivated everybody in the dining room, even the royal guards.
The dining room was filled with the sound of loud applause, after the song had ended.
Aerin stood up and bowed to her audience, blushing heavily.
"You have indeed the voice of a nightingale, child," the king exclaimed appreciative.
Everybody at the table nodded in agreement.
This made her blush even deeper, turning her face a lovely shade of scarlet.
Legolas couldn't manage to keep his eyes of her and followed her every move.
He loved his brother dearly and would stand by him no matter what. But this young she- elf made him envy his brother, something he never felt before in his entire life.
"She is your brothers' fiancée, you know?" Haldir, whom had noticed the admiring looks Legolas had given Aerin, told him.
"I do not know of what you are you talking, I know perfectly well whom she is," he replied, trying to keep his face as expressionless as possible.
"You know of what I talk. Although your face shows no emotions, your eyes betray you, my friend," Haldir smirked.
Legolas got a bit irritated. "What are you implying, friend," he asked still polite, but a bit more sarcastic.
"Merely, that you should keep your feelings to yourself," Haldir advised him.
"You should hold your tongue and save your advice for someone who wants it." Legolas gave him an icy stare.
Legolas stood up from his seat and dashed out of the room.
Aerin, whom had been in a conversation with Alderon and a couple of other elves, saw Legolas storm out of the dining room.
She had also seen him talking to Haldir. She quickly excused herself from her present company and went after him.
"Legolas, Manka naa lle autien? where are you going?" she asked a bit distressed.
He turned his head, It was then that she noticed the anger that raged in his eyes and it scared her.
"What did Haldir say to you?" she asked him, her voice was soft and full of concern.
"Nothing but the truth," he plainly told her.
"If it is the truth, why does it make you so angry?" Aerin asked, walking towards him.
She didn't know what possessed her, but she felt the urge to gently caress his fair face, and she did.
His anger subsided immediately. He took her hand and kissed it tenderly.
"Lothamin, lle naa lissenen ar maskalalaith, my flower, you are sweet water and light laughter," he whispered to her.
Her heart was pounding and she unconsciously wetted her lips with her tongue.
He placed his slender finger under her chin and cupped her head a bit.
Legolas slowly bowed his head. His lips were nearly touching hers, when they were interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Aerin, where are you?" Alderon's voice echoed through the hall.
Quickly Aerin stepped back, pulling herself out of Legolas'embrace, his eyes still locked with hers.
Aerins'cheeks had turned bright red and she stared at ther feet as Alderon came in reach.
"There you are, I wondered where you have gone to," he said as he looked from one to the other.
Alderon, then noticed the blush upon her cheeks and the confused expression on her face.
He narrowed his eyes and immediatly looked at his brother, giving him a deadly stare.
His face didn't show his emotions, but Legolas knew better.
"My dear, Haldir was asking for your company," Alderon told her without taking his eyes of his brother.
She looked at Legolas and without a word turned around and quikly walked away.
"What happened here?" Alderon asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing, my brother. We were just making conversation," Legolas explained, calmly.
"Then what is going on between you two?" Alderon started to get angry.
"Really, there is nothing between us at all. Do you not believe me?" Legolas assured his brother.
"I believe you, but I warn you if I find out that you are lying to me..." Alderon glared dangerously at him.
Legolas didn't feel threatened at all, he understood his brother's suspicion.
He just nodded, then turned around and walked away, leaving an angred and confused Alderon behind. ****************************** ***************************
Disclaimer: The song is by Enya- Marble halls. I just love Enya!! I hope you like this chapter. I am writing the next chapter as we speak. So, until the next chapter!!
Lady of Legolas: Thank you again for reading and reviewing my story.
Allora Gale: Thank you for giving me the idea for this chapter!
No sooner met but they looked;
No sooner looked but they loved;
No sooner loved but they sighed;
No sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason;
No sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.
(Poem by William Shakespeare)
Chapter 4: Brothers and rivals
Aerin looked into the mirror for the second time that evening.
She wore a silk, lavender dress, richly decorated with silver embroidery. Her honey blond hair was braided and above her eyes she wore a circlet with jewels that glistened as the stars.
There was a knock on her chamber door and her heart instantly skipped a beat.
She took in a deep breath, slowly walked to the door and opened it.
There he stood, dressed in a grey and silver tunic, staring right into her eyes.
Legolas found her to be breathtaking and was mesmerized by her radiant beauty.
He bowed before her and took her hand in his, placing a soft kiss on the palm of her hand, which made shivers ran up and down her spine.
"Lle sana thulamin odamin, you take my breath away," he whispered, looking at her with a twinkle in his blue eyes.
"Diola lle, thank you," she whispered shyly, while accepting his arm gracefully.
Why does my heart beat so fast when I see him? What does he do to me that makes me feel this way? Aerin thought with mixed emotions.
Alderon walked straight towards them, the second they'd walked into the dining room.
"You look absolutely radiant, Melamin, my love," he declared, delighted to see her.
She cast her eyes down in shame.
Alderon treated her with such love and respect. She had the same respect for him if not greater, but his love she could never return.
Alderon took her hand and lead her to her seat without giving Legolas one single look.
King Thranduil sat at the end of the table on his golden throne, his hair was a silver blond just as his sons and on his head he wore a crone of laurel leafs.
Legolas and Alderon sat on both sides of their father.
Aerin sat next to Alderon, whom was talking vividly to her. She tried to look interested, but her mind occasionaly drifted of into deep thought.
Dinner had already started, but she didn't feel much like eating at all and left the food untouched on her plate.
She felt Legolas'stare and secretly glanced at him from underneath her eyelashes.
Legolas smiled at her, which made her blush a deep shade of red.
"Was the food not to your satisfaction, Lirimaer? lovely one," Alderon asked her.
"O, no this food is excellent, but I am afraid my appetite has left me," she explained.
"Lle tyava quel? do you feel well?" he asked her, giving her a concerned look.
"I feel just fine. Do not worry about me, Alderon." Aerin reassured him and produced a smile.
Alderon took her hand and gently kissed her palm. "Manka lle merna, Melamin, as you wish, my love,"
A knot appeared in her stomach. His kiss didn't affect her the way Legolas'did. It confused her greatly.
Finally, to Aerin's relieve, dinner had ended.
"It is time for some light entertainment," the king exclaimed, merily.
"My dear, my son told me you posses the singing voice of a nightingale. Would you honor us with a song?" he said, turning his attention to Aerin.
"Your majesty, your sons' opinion of me is highly overrated," she replied as a tiny laughter escaped her.
"Do not be so modest and sing for us, Aerin." Haldir grinned at her.
In reply, she gave him an icy stare, because she really didn't feel like singing at all.
"Please, let me hear your voice once more," Alderon pleaded with her.
All eyes were upon her including those of Legolas, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"I will sing, if it pleases his majesty," Aerin agreed to his request.
Aerin stood up and walked towards the fireplace.
In front of it stood a big silver harp engraved with elfish writing.
She went and sat on a little seat that stood next to the harp, closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
She gently placed her delicate fingers on the cords, and then she opened her eyes again.
The harp produced a sweet melody and Aerin began to sing:
I dream I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And with all who assembled within those walls,
That I was the hope and the pride,
I had riches all too great to count,
And a high ancestral name,
But I also dreamed which pleased me most,
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me still the same.
I dreamt that suitors sought my hand,
That knights upon bended knee,
And with vows no maidens heart could withstand,
They pledged their faith to me,
And I dreamt that one of that noble host,
Came forth my hand to claim,
But I also dreamt which charmed me most,
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me still the same.
Legolas couldn't keep his eyes off her and was hypnotized by the sound of her beautiful voice, which sounded like the tinkling of tiny silver bells and was as sweet as honey.
Her song and the sound of her heavenly voice had captivated everybody in the dining room, even the royal guards.
The dining room was filled with the sound of loud applause, after the song had ended.
Aerin stood up and bowed to her audience, blushing heavily.
"You have indeed the voice of a nightingale, child," the king exclaimed appreciative.
Everybody at the table nodded in agreement.
This made her blush even deeper, turning her face a lovely shade of scarlet.
Legolas couldn't manage to keep his eyes of her and followed her every move.
He loved his brother dearly and would stand by him no matter what. But this young she- elf made him envy his brother, something he never felt before in his entire life.
"She is your brothers' fiancée, you know?" Haldir, whom had noticed the admiring looks Legolas had given Aerin, told him.
"I do not know of what you are you talking, I know perfectly well whom she is," he replied, trying to keep his face as expressionless as possible.
"You know of what I talk. Although your face shows no emotions, your eyes betray you, my friend," Haldir smirked.
Legolas got a bit irritated. "What are you implying, friend," he asked still polite, but a bit more sarcastic.
"Merely, that you should keep your feelings to yourself," Haldir advised him.
"You should hold your tongue and save your advice for someone who wants it." Legolas gave him an icy stare.
Legolas stood up from his seat and dashed out of the room.
Aerin, whom had been in a conversation with Alderon and a couple of other elves, saw Legolas storm out of the dining room.
She had also seen him talking to Haldir. She quickly excused herself from her present company and went after him.
"Legolas, Manka naa lle autien? where are you going?" she asked a bit distressed.
He turned his head, It was then that she noticed the anger that raged in his eyes and it scared her.
"What did Haldir say to you?" she asked him, her voice was soft and full of concern.
"Nothing but the truth," he plainly told her.
"If it is the truth, why does it make you so angry?" Aerin asked, walking towards him.
She didn't know what possessed her, but she felt the urge to gently caress his fair face, and she did.
His anger subsided immediately. He took her hand and kissed it tenderly.
"Lothamin, lle naa lissenen ar maskalalaith, my flower, you are sweet water and light laughter," he whispered to her.
Her heart was pounding and she unconsciously wetted her lips with her tongue.
He placed his slender finger under her chin and cupped her head a bit.
Legolas slowly bowed his head. His lips were nearly touching hers, when they were interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Aerin, where are you?" Alderon's voice echoed through the hall.
Quickly Aerin stepped back, pulling herself out of Legolas'embrace, his eyes still locked with hers.
Aerins'cheeks had turned bright red and she stared at ther feet as Alderon came in reach.
"There you are, I wondered where you have gone to," he said as he looked from one to the other.
Alderon, then noticed the blush upon her cheeks and the confused expression on her face.
He narrowed his eyes and immediatly looked at his brother, giving him a deadly stare.
His face didn't show his emotions, but Legolas knew better.
"My dear, Haldir was asking for your company," Alderon told her without taking his eyes of his brother.
She looked at Legolas and without a word turned around and quikly walked away.
"What happened here?" Alderon asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing, my brother. We were just making conversation," Legolas explained, calmly.
"Then what is going on between you two?" Alderon started to get angry.
"Really, there is nothing between us at all. Do you not believe me?" Legolas assured his brother.
"I believe you, but I warn you if I find out that you are lying to me..." Alderon glared dangerously at him.
Legolas didn't feel threatened at all, he understood his brother's suspicion.
He just nodded, then turned around and walked away, leaving an angred and confused Alderon behind. ****************************** ***************************
Disclaimer: The song is by Enya- Marble halls. I just love Enya!! I hope you like this chapter. I am writing the next chapter as we speak. So, until the next chapter!!
Lady of Legolas: Thank you again for reading and reviewing my story.
Allora Gale: Thank you for giving me the idea for this chapter!