Disclaimer: Yadah, Yadah, Blablabla, everybody knows I don't own LOTR or my
favorite elf, LEGOLAS!!!
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If I only had one wish,
Love would always feel like this.
Wishing on the stars above,
Forbidden love.
If I only had one dream,
This would be more than it seems.
Forbidden love.
(Song by Madonna 'Forbidden love')
Chapter 10: The prize of love
Aranwe felt sorry for Aerin, her friend had been cooked up in the palace for a couple of weeks now. She wasn't allowed to go any further than the palace garden and the library.
Aranwe decided it was time to help her best friend and came up with the idea for a picnic.
She managed to convince Legolas and Alderon to go along with her idea, together the three of them went to king Thranduil to ask for his permission.
The king was very stubborn and hard to convince but, as Aranwe was good at persuading people and his two sons swear to defend Aerin with their own lives, the king soon enough gave in to their wish.
Aerin took a deep breath and closed her eyes, the fresh forest air greeted her and filled her longs. She opened her eyes again and gazed at the sun, which was shining brightly in the sapphire blue sky, warming her face with its brilliant rays.
She wondered how her friends managed to persuade the king to take her out for a picnic without a full army to guard her.
For the last couple of weeks she felt like a bird locked up in a golden cage, she just couldn't believe it when Aranwe told her about the outing.
Now she was set free from her gilded cage and she'd decided to enjoy every second of this new found freedom.
They found a great spot to picnic. It was near a small creek and a couple of yards away from the training field.
Luckily Aerin had taken her bow with in the hope she would get a chance of practicing with it.
Aerin hummed a song as she laid out a large blanket on the forest floor.
"You should smile more often, melamin, my love, it suits you well," Alderon looked delighted at the change he saw in her.
Being confined to the palace grounds made her gloomy and he had noticed that in the last few weeks her aura had faded slightly.
"I have missed the whispers of the forest trees," Aerin told him, her eyes sparkled a clear and bright green.
"The trees talk to you?" Alderon asked her a bit surprised.
He knew that some elves, like his brother, could hear the whispers of the trees, unfortunately he could not.
"Yes, they talk to me. Trees, especially forest trees are old and wise. They can tell you wonderful stories, if and only if you are willing to open your heart to them," Aerin explained, smiling happily.
Alderon admired her, she was still very young and in some ways very naïve, but he had learned that she possessed beauty as well as wisdom and courage. He couldn't wish for a better wife than her.
Suddenly Alderon realized he was still staring at Aerin. He smiled shyly at her while approaching her.
"Tell me, a'maelamin, my beloved, what do the trees whisper to you about us?" he asked softly, caressing a strain of her hair.
Aerin started to feel a bit uncomfortable. She quickly looked at where Legolas and Aranwe were standing, talking to each other and looked at Alderon again, who was still eagerly awaiting her answer.
"My lord, the trees can only tell me what they themselves hear and see and not what is in other peoples hearts," she replied, feeling sorry for him.
She knew she couldn't give him the answer he so desperately wanted to hear and again she was reminded of her impossible love for Legolas.
She had tried to push those feelings aside and not to think about it.
Alderon looked a bit disappointed and Aerin sympathized with him, he had always been good and kind to her and she didn't want him to feel hurt, impulsively she stood on her toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Legolas had watched them closely the whole time while he was talking with Aranwe and saw Aerin kiss his brother, he felt a sting of jealousy in his heart.
His facial features turned as hard as stone and his eyes became pools of cold ice. He was jealous of his brother, whose cheek she had just kissed, her warm and tender lips he desperately wanted to feel again.
Aranwe followed his gaze and had seen the kiss. She, however, saw nothing out of the ordinary, just her best friend kissing her future husband.
She did, however, recognize the expression on Legolas'face, it was one of pure envy and jealousy. It raised a lot of questions in her mind, she was determined to find the answers to all of them.
Legolas tried to compose himself, while walking towards Aerin and Alderon.
"Shall I help you with the unpacking of the picnic basket, Aerin?" he asked her politely and produced a smile.
Aerin raised her eyebrow. There was something different in the tone of his voice, but she couldn't quit lay a finger on what it was.
"I would like that very much," she replied, smiling innocently at him.
Her smile warmed his heart immediately.
Aerin walked to where she'd spread the blanket out on the ground.
Legolas and Alderon exchanged dangerous glances, unnoticed by Aerin but not by Aranwe.
Legolas turned round and followed Aerin.
All the food was laid out on the blanket and all four elves were seated on the ground, enjoying the fine luxurious foods that the cook had prepared for them.
"What are you going to wear to the ball?" Aranwe curiously asked her friend, while placing another strawberry in her mouth.
"I do not know yet, to tell you the truth, I have not really thought about it," Aerin stared at the bread roll on her plait, shrugging her shoulders.
"The ball is in a couple of days and you still have not got a dress?" Aranwe looked in disbelieve at her friend.
Aerin really hadn't thought about it, she had been too occupied with other problems and had forgotten all about the ball. She still didn't know what to do with her feelings for Legolas and than there was this new threat which confined her to the palace grounds.
"I will ask the court seamstress to make you a beautiful dress in time for the ball. The ball is partially in your honor, so you will have to look your best. Do you not agree?" Aranwe looked indignant at Aerin's face.
Aerin, however, seemed to be in deep thought and probably hadn't heard a single word Aranwe had told her.
"Aerin you have not been listening to a word I have said!" she scolded at her friend.
"Yes, the dress, whatever you think is best," she stammered still a bit absent-minded.
"Well, do or do you not want to look your best for the ball?" Aranwe asked her again, still a bit irritated by Aerin's not paying her any attention.
"There is not a dress made on this earth that will do my lady's beauty justice," Alderon spoke sincerely, looking lovingly at his bride.
"Diola lle, thank you, Alderon," Aerin blushed, smiling shyly at him.
Then she turned her attention towards her friend. "Amin hiraetha, melonamin, I am sorry, my friend, please forgive me, I would be honored if you would arrange my ball gown for me," she placed her hand on top of Aranwe's, squeezing it softly.
Aranwe smiled satisfied, she could never be angry with her best friend, they'd been through too much together.
"Well, it is such a lovely day. What else do you ladies want to do today?" Alderon asked them cheerfully.
"I would like to take a walk through the forest," Aranwe told him.
"And you, melamin? my love," he asked Aerin.
"I would like to practice with my bow on the training field. It has been a while since I have practiced properly," she confessed to him.
"I too would like to practice. If it is all right with you, Aerin?" Legolas said promptly, scanning his brother's face for a reaction.
Alderons' smile faded, he had hoped to spend some time alone with Aerin.
"Well that is settled than, Aerin and Legolas will go practicing and Alderon can escort me," Aranwe interrupted.
Alderons' face had turned sour as he smiled at Aranwe, whom had place her arm through his. He didn't protest, because he didn't want to spoil this day for Aerin, but again he had the feeling his brother had won and that thought didn't please him one bit.
'Thonk' another arrow hit the wooden board. Aerin stood thirty feet from her target.
"You are a skillful archer," Legolas complimented her.
"Thank you, you are a pretty good archer yourself," Aerin returned his compliment.
"Can I interest you in a little competition?" Legolas asked her with a glint in his eyes.
"Are you prepared to lose?" Aerin teased him, giggling.
"Are you suggesting you are going to win, my lady?" Legolas grinned.
"Do you wish to prove me wrong, my prince?" she retorted.
"So you want to raise the stakes?" he stepped closer to her, locking his eyes with hers.
"What do you propose?" Aerin smiled, placing her hands on her hips.
How seductive she looked, the way she stood in front of him. If she had any idea how badly he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"Who ever wins gets a prize," he smiled mischievously, his eyes sparkled.
"What kind of prize?" Aerin asked suspicious.
"I do not know yet, but I will tell you as soon as I have won," he replied, laughing.
Legolas stood thirty feet removed from the target as he placed an arrow in his bow.
Aerin could see his muscles tense underneath his tunic and she unconsciously wetted her dry lips with her tongue.
Legolas let go of the arrow and it shifted through the air, landing straight in the bulls-eye, he then turned round and looked at her with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Not bad, Greenleaf. Could use some improvement, but still not bad," Aerin teased him.
It was Aerins turn next. Legolas was a master archer, he was faster and more skilled than anyone she'd ever known. She knew she would lose this match but, she wasn't prepared to make it easy for him to win.
Aerin concentrated as she aimed her arrow at the target. Her sword fighting skills had always been better than her bow skills.
She let go of her arrow and watched as it flew straight at the bulls-eye, it landed a few inches from where Legolas' arrow had landed.
Aerin turned to face her opponent and smirked at him.
Legolas walked right passed her.
It was his second turn.
As Legolas placed his arrow on his bow, Aerin got an idea.
'If I can't beat him.' she thought.
Legolas was fully concentrated as he aimed for his target, Aerin sneaked up behind him and the very second he wanted to let go of his arrow, Aerin softly blew in his ear, which of course put him out of focus and made his arrow miss the practicing target by a long shot.
Her warm breath caressing his ear sent shivers down his spine and made his heart skip a beat.
"Why did you do that? That is not fair, my lady," he scolded her.
"Life sometimes is not fair, my prince." she taunted him, laughing softly.
"You distracted me, I demand another shot," he smilled, crossing his arms and giving her a stern look.
"If it pleases you, you may take one final shot, but it is my turn first."
Aerin aimed her bow for a second time, but she wasn't prepared for what was about to happen next.
Legolas stood behind her and kissed her bear shoulder. Aerin instantly let go of her arrow, which landed somewhere in the bushes and jumped aside.
She looked at him wide eyed, her face had turned a crimson red.
"Your aim is poor, my lady, " Legolas said with a sly smile on his face.
Aerin composed herself, she could feel her heart pounding from the sensation of his kiss.
"Well, I guess now we are even, my prince. Are you ready for your third and final shot?" she asked.
Legolas gave her a self-conscious smirk. He placed two arrows onto his bow and before she could protest shot them at the target, both arrows spliced the arrows that were already in the practicing target in two.
"That is not fair, you only had one shot left!" Aerin pouted.
"Life sometimes is not fair, my lady, besides I had one shot and you did not mention how many arrows I could use," he retorted cunning.
Legolas not only beat her at archery, but also with her own words.
"Now we shall discuss my prize," Legolas eyes glistened dangerously.
"Name your prize," Aerin boldly stood in front of him.
Legolas examined her fair face, how beautiful she looked.
"A kiss from your fair lips would be a worthy prize."
"I cannot give you the prize you desire, name another," she sighed, she wanted to kiss him but knew it would get her in trouble.
"Will you deny me my prize, my lady?" his features softened as he placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head so she had to look up at him.
"I want nothing more than to give you your prize, but if." Legolas kissed her passionately in mid- sentenced and she willingly kissed him back.
A voice inside her told her to stop but she didn't want to. All she wanted was being in his arms. She placed her arms around his neck and completely gave in to her feelings.
At that same moment Aranwe accompanied by Alderon approached the training field. Aranwes' mouth fell wide open as she witnessed the scene in front of her.
Alderon on the other hand was enraged.
"Utinu en lokirim! Son of snakes," he shouted furiously.
He ran towards Legolas and Aerin and knocked his brother on the ground.
Aerins'face turned pale as she watched the two brothers fight.
"Stop this! Please Alderon!" she cried, but it was useless.
"Brother calm down let me explain," Legolas pleaded with him.
"Amin feuya ten'lle! you disgust me," Alderon spitted out as he attacked Legolas again.
Legolas tried to block his brother's blows time and time again.
Alderon managed to pin Legolas to the ground and was now sitting on top of him. He made a fist and pulled back his arm, ready to strike his brother in the face.
Then the tip of a blade suddenly appeared under his chin. "This is enough, get of him," a familiar voice commanded him.
Alderon lowered his arm and looked up.
It was Haldir.
Still furious Alderon got of his brother.
Legolas quickly stood up from his former position and was know standing next to Haldir.
He looked at Aerin, who was comforted by Aranwe, tears streaming down her pale face.
"What happened here?" Haldir demanded, looking from one brother to the other.
"The bastard kissed her," Alderon exclaimed wildly, pointing his finger at Legolas.
"Does he speak the truth?" Haldir asked Legolas.
"He does," Legolas confirmed softly.
"It was not his fault, it was mine too," Aerin interrupted, stepping away from Aranwe.
"Do not blame yourself, melamin, my love, I know my brother can be very persuasive if he wants to," Alderon told her.
Aerin sighed and lowered her gaze, unable to look Alderon in the eyes.
"Please do not blame him, I kissed him back willingly," she bit hard on her lower lip and could feel tears streaming down her face again.
"No, I cannot believe that, he must have tricked you in some way," Alderon shook his head in disbelieve.
"That is enough, Aranwe take Aerin back to the palace," Haldir commanded.
"As for you," he turned to Legolas, "You will come with me, we need to talk,"
"You need to calm down and come to your senses, before you say something you will regret," he said, looking at Alderon.
"I did not intend to hurt you, my brother," Legolas told him in his final attempted.
"From now on I will no longer be your brother. Amin delotha lle, I hate you," Alderons eyes were full of hatred and disgust as he looked at Legolas.
Legolas knew the bond they'd shared was gone forever, nothing would ever be the same again. The prize of love had been higher than he had ever imagined it to be.
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Disclaimer: Wasn't this a very intense chapter! I am almost finished with re- writing my chapters! Writing and re- writing is a very time consuming job. Well I have nothing more to say. Until next we meet!!
Emily: Isn't love a little based on lust? Sometimes between my chapters a couple of days have passed, so in these 'missing' days they actually do talk and get attached to each other. I also believe in love at first sight, which I have, successfully, experienced myself. Thank you for your great review and keep reading!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Not exactly and yes, well maybe. What the *@# I don't know myself!
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If I only had one wish,
Love would always feel like this.
Wishing on the stars above,
Forbidden love.
If I only had one dream,
This would be more than it seems.
Forbidden love.
(Song by Madonna 'Forbidden love')
Chapter 10: The prize of love
Aranwe felt sorry for Aerin, her friend had been cooked up in the palace for a couple of weeks now. She wasn't allowed to go any further than the palace garden and the library.
Aranwe decided it was time to help her best friend and came up with the idea for a picnic.
She managed to convince Legolas and Alderon to go along with her idea, together the three of them went to king Thranduil to ask for his permission.
The king was very stubborn and hard to convince but, as Aranwe was good at persuading people and his two sons swear to defend Aerin with their own lives, the king soon enough gave in to their wish.
Aerin took a deep breath and closed her eyes, the fresh forest air greeted her and filled her longs. She opened her eyes again and gazed at the sun, which was shining brightly in the sapphire blue sky, warming her face with its brilliant rays.
She wondered how her friends managed to persuade the king to take her out for a picnic without a full army to guard her.
For the last couple of weeks she felt like a bird locked up in a golden cage, she just couldn't believe it when Aranwe told her about the outing.
Now she was set free from her gilded cage and she'd decided to enjoy every second of this new found freedom.
They found a great spot to picnic. It was near a small creek and a couple of yards away from the training field.
Luckily Aerin had taken her bow with in the hope she would get a chance of practicing with it.
Aerin hummed a song as she laid out a large blanket on the forest floor.
"You should smile more often, melamin, my love, it suits you well," Alderon looked delighted at the change he saw in her.
Being confined to the palace grounds made her gloomy and he had noticed that in the last few weeks her aura had faded slightly.
"I have missed the whispers of the forest trees," Aerin told him, her eyes sparkled a clear and bright green.
"The trees talk to you?" Alderon asked her a bit surprised.
He knew that some elves, like his brother, could hear the whispers of the trees, unfortunately he could not.
"Yes, they talk to me. Trees, especially forest trees are old and wise. They can tell you wonderful stories, if and only if you are willing to open your heart to them," Aerin explained, smiling happily.
Alderon admired her, she was still very young and in some ways very naïve, but he had learned that she possessed beauty as well as wisdom and courage. He couldn't wish for a better wife than her.
Suddenly Alderon realized he was still staring at Aerin. He smiled shyly at her while approaching her.
"Tell me, a'maelamin, my beloved, what do the trees whisper to you about us?" he asked softly, caressing a strain of her hair.
Aerin started to feel a bit uncomfortable. She quickly looked at where Legolas and Aranwe were standing, talking to each other and looked at Alderon again, who was still eagerly awaiting her answer.
"My lord, the trees can only tell me what they themselves hear and see and not what is in other peoples hearts," she replied, feeling sorry for him.
She knew she couldn't give him the answer he so desperately wanted to hear and again she was reminded of her impossible love for Legolas.
She had tried to push those feelings aside and not to think about it.
Alderon looked a bit disappointed and Aerin sympathized with him, he had always been good and kind to her and she didn't want him to feel hurt, impulsively she stood on her toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Legolas had watched them closely the whole time while he was talking with Aranwe and saw Aerin kiss his brother, he felt a sting of jealousy in his heart.
His facial features turned as hard as stone and his eyes became pools of cold ice. He was jealous of his brother, whose cheek she had just kissed, her warm and tender lips he desperately wanted to feel again.
Aranwe followed his gaze and had seen the kiss. She, however, saw nothing out of the ordinary, just her best friend kissing her future husband.
She did, however, recognize the expression on Legolas'face, it was one of pure envy and jealousy. It raised a lot of questions in her mind, she was determined to find the answers to all of them.
Legolas tried to compose himself, while walking towards Aerin and Alderon.
"Shall I help you with the unpacking of the picnic basket, Aerin?" he asked her politely and produced a smile.
Aerin raised her eyebrow. There was something different in the tone of his voice, but she couldn't quit lay a finger on what it was.
"I would like that very much," she replied, smiling innocently at him.
Her smile warmed his heart immediately.
Aerin walked to where she'd spread the blanket out on the ground.
Legolas and Alderon exchanged dangerous glances, unnoticed by Aerin but not by Aranwe.
Legolas turned round and followed Aerin.
All the food was laid out on the blanket and all four elves were seated on the ground, enjoying the fine luxurious foods that the cook had prepared for them.
"What are you going to wear to the ball?" Aranwe curiously asked her friend, while placing another strawberry in her mouth.
"I do not know yet, to tell you the truth, I have not really thought about it," Aerin stared at the bread roll on her plait, shrugging her shoulders.
"The ball is in a couple of days and you still have not got a dress?" Aranwe looked in disbelieve at her friend.
Aerin really hadn't thought about it, she had been too occupied with other problems and had forgotten all about the ball. She still didn't know what to do with her feelings for Legolas and than there was this new threat which confined her to the palace grounds.
"I will ask the court seamstress to make you a beautiful dress in time for the ball. The ball is partially in your honor, so you will have to look your best. Do you not agree?" Aranwe looked indignant at Aerin's face.
Aerin, however, seemed to be in deep thought and probably hadn't heard a single word Aranwe had told her.
"Aerin you have not been listening to a word I have said!" she scolded at her friend.
"Yes, the dress, whatever you think is best," she stammered still a bit absent-minded.
"Well, do or do you not want to look your best for the ball?" Aranwe asked her again, still a bit irritated by Aerin's not paying her any attention.
"There is not a dress made on this earth that will do my lady's beauty justice," Alderon spoke sincerely, looking lovingly at his bride.
"Diola lle, thank you, Alderon," Aerin blushed, smiling shyly at him.
Then she turned her attention towards her friend. "Amin hiraetha, melonamin, I am sorry, my friend, please forgive me, I would be honored if you would arrange my ball gown for me," she placed her hand on top of Aranwe's, squeezing it softly.
Aranwe smiled satisfied, she could never be angry with her best friend, they'd been through too much together.
"Well, it is such a lovely day. What else do you ladies want to do today?" Alderon asked them cheerfully.
"I would like to take a walk through the forest," Aranwe told him.
"And you, melamin? my love," he asked Aerin.
"I would like to practice with my bow on the training field. It has been a while since I have practiced properly," she confessed to him.
"I too would like to practice. If it is all right with you, Aerin?" Legolas said promptly, scanning his brother's face for a reaction.
Alderons' smile faded, he had hoped to spend some time alone with Aerin.
"Well that is settled than, Aerin and Legolas will go practicing and Alderon can escort me," Aranwe interrupted.
Alderons' face had turned sour as he smiled at Aranwe, whom had place her arm through his. He didn't protest, because he didn't want to spoil this day for Aerin, but again he had the feeling his brother had won and that thought didn't please him one bit.
'Thonk' another arrow hit the wooden board. Aerin stood thirty feet from her target.
"You are a skillful archer," Legolas complimented her.
"Thank you, you are a pretty good archer yourself," Aerin returned his compliment.
"Can I interest you in a little competition?" Legolas asked her with a glint in his eyes.
"Are you prepared to lose?" Aerin teased him, giggling.
"Are you suggesting you are going to win, my lady?" Legolas grinned.
"Do you wish to prove me wrong, my prince?" she retorted.
"So you want to raise the stakes?" he stepped closer to her, locking his eyes with hers.
"What do you propose?" Aerin smiled, placing her hands on her hips.
How seductive she looked, the way she stood in front of him. If she had any idea how badly he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"Who ever wins gets a prize," he smiled mischievously, his eyes sparkled.
"What kind of prize?" Aerin asked suspicious.
"I do not know yet, but I will tell you as soon as I have won," he replied, laughing.
Legolas stood thirty feet removed from the target as he placed an arrow in his bow.
Aerin could see his muscles tense underneath his tunic and she unconsciously wetted her dry lips with her tongue.
Legolas let go of the arrow and it shifted through the air, landing straight in the bulls-eye, he then turned round and looked at her with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Not bad, Greenleaf. Could use some improvement, but still not bad," Aerin teased him.
It was Aerins turn next. Legolas was a master archer, he was faster and more skilled than anyone she'd ever known. She knew she would lose this match but, she wasn't prepared to make it easy for him to win.
Aerin concentrated as she aimed her arrow at the target. Her sword fighting skills had always been better than her bow skills.
She let go of her arrow and watched as it flew straight at the bulls-eye, it landed a few inches from where Legolas' arrow had landed.
Aerin turned to face her opponent and smirked at him.
Legolas walked right passed her.
It was his second turn.
As Legolas placed his arrow on his bow, Aerin got an idea.
'If I can't beat him.' she thought.
Legolas was fully concentrated as he aimed for his target, Aerin sneaked up behind him and the very second he wanted to let go of his arrow, Aerin softly blew in his ear, which of course put him out of focus and made his arrow miss the practicing target by a long shot.
Her warm breath caressing his ear sent shivers down his spine and made his heart skip a beat.
"Why did you do that? That is not fair, my lady," he scolded her.
"Life sometimes is not fair, my prince." she taunted him, laughing softly.
"You distracted me, I demand another shot," he smilled, crossing his arms and giving her a stern look.
"If it pleases you, you may take one final shot, but it is my turn first."
Aerin aimed her bow for a second time, but she wasn't prepared for what was about to happen next.
Legolas stood behind her and kissed her bear shoulder. Aerin instantly let go of her arrow, which landed somewhere in the bushes and jumped aside.
She looked at him wide eyed, her face had turned a crimson red.
"Your aim is poor, my lady, " Legolas said with a sly smile on his face.
Aerin composed herself, she could feel her heart pounding from the sensation of his kiss.
"Well, I guess now we are even, my prince. Are you ready for your third and final shot?" she asked.
Legolas gave her a self-conscious smirk. He placed two arrows onto his bow and before she could protest shot them at the target, both arrows spliced the arrows that were already in the practicing target in two.
"That is not fair, you only had one shot left!" Aerin pouted.
"Life sometimes is not fair, my lady, besides I had one shot and you did not mention how many arrows I could use," he retorted cunning.
Legolas not only beat her at archery, but also with her own words.
"Now we shall discuss my prize," Legolas eyes glistened dangerously.
"Name your prize," Aerin boldly stood in front of him.
Legolas examined her fair face, how beautiful she looked.
"A kiss from your fair lips would be a worthy prize."
"I cannot give you the prize you desire, name another," she sighed, she wanted to kiss him but knew it would get her in trouble.
"Will you deny me my prize, my lady?" his features softened as he placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head so she had to look up at him.
"I want nothing more than to give you your prize, but if." Legolas kissed her passionately in mid- sentenced and she willingly kissed him back.
A voice inside her told her to stop but she didn't want to. All she wanted was being in his arms. She placed her arms around his neck and completely gave in to her feelings.
At that same moment Aranwe accompanied by Alderon approached the training field. Aranwes' mouth fell wide open as she witnessed the scene in front of her.
Alderon on the other hand was enraged.
"Utinu en lokirim! Son of snakes," he shouted furiously.
He ran towards Legolas and Aerin and knocked his brother on the ground.
Aerins'face turned pale as she watched the two brothers fight.
"Stop this! Please Alderon!" she cried, but it was useless.
"Brother calm down let me explain," Legolas pleaded with him.
"Amin feuya ten'lle! you disgust me," Alderon spitted out as he attacked Legolas again.
Legolas tried to block his brother's blows time and time again.
Alderon managed to pin Legolas to the ground and was now sitting on top of him. He made a fist and pulled back his arm, ready to strike his brother in the face.
Then the tip of a blade suddenly appeared under his chin. "This is enough, get of him," a familiar voice commanded him.
Alderon lowered his arm and looked up.
It was Haldir.
Still furious Alderon got of his brother.
Legolas quickly stood up from his former position and was know standing next to Haldir.
He looked at Aerin, who was comforted by Aranwe, tears streaming down her pale face.
"What happened here?" Haldir demanded, looking from one brother to the other.
"The bastard kissed her," Alderon exclaimed wildly, pointing his finger at Legolas.
"Does he speak the truth?" Haldir asked Legolas.
"He does," Legolas confirmed softly.
"It was not his fault, it was mine too," Aerin interrupted, stepping away from Aranwe.
"Do not blame yourself, melamin, my love, I know my brother can be very persuasive if he wants to," Alderon told her.
Aerin sighed and lowered her gaze, unable to look Alderon in the eyes.
"Please do not blame him, I kissed him back willingly," she bit hard on her lower lip and could feel tears streaming down her face again.
"No, I cannot believe that, he must have tricked you in some way," Alderon shook his head in disbelieve.
"That is enough, Aranwe take Aerin back to the palace," Haldir commanded.
"As for you," he turned to Legolas, "You will come with me, we need to talk,"
"You need to calm down and come to your senses, before you say something you will regret," he said, looking at Alderon.
"I did not intend to hurt you, my brother," Legolas told him in his final attempted.
"From now on I will no longer be your brother. Amin delotha lle, I hate you," Alderons eyes were full of hatred and disgust as he looked at Legolas.
Legolas knew the bond they'd shared was gone forever, nothing would ever be the same again. The prize of love had been higher than he had ever imagined it to be.
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Disclaimer: Wasn't this a very intense chapter! I am almost finished with re- writing my chapters! Writing and re- writing is a very time consuming job. Well I have nothing more to say. Until next we meet!!
Emily: Isn't love a little based on lust? Sometimes between my chapters a couple of days have passed, so in these 'missing' days they actually do talk and get attached to each other. I also believe in love at first sight, which I have, successfully, experienced myself. Thank you for your great review and keep reading!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Not exactly and yes, well maybe. What the *@# I don't know myself!
Chilamala: I am writing, writing, writing as we speak, speak, speak!
Lady Melanie2: Thank you for your review. I also like candlelight romance novels, they inspire me a lot!
Aramis1: Thank you so much, writer's block is evil.
Quinda: Thank you for reviewing, it's nice to have Dutch readers (Bedankt!)