Aunorey was seated next to Legolas, directly at the front of the table.
Supper was always served in the square, sometimes in the main building where she had been but a few hours ago if the weather was gloomy, and although it was mainly nobility here, she felt a home. For once.
Halfway through the meal, Legolas's hand disappeared under the table, and she felt him squeeze her thigh for a moment before it appeared again. She suppressed a huge smile, and they looked at each other through the corner of their eyes, both breaking into smiles.
Farlan and Mariya cast glances at each other after seeing the small glances and smiles, and they both nodded.
Aunorey's heart was beating five times as fast as it normally would. She hardly touched her supper, and she was terrified of what would take place after.
But, with Aunorey thanking the Gods for this, the dinner dragged on. It wasn't until the sky was bruised black and navy blue with stars that resembled diamonds twinkling in it that everyone began to bid each other good night and started to get up to leave.
Farlan and Mariya were talking with Varione and Arion quietly, looking at Legolas and Aunorey who were still seated.
Candles were still glowing brightly in their holders on the table. Each pair of parents came up to their children and said "We will meet you at home, we're tired" at separate times, but both within about two minutes of each other, and Aunorey caught Varione's small wink.
Aunorey's heart pounded, it was time.
Legolas helped her out of her chair, and they walked up to the top of the cliff a couple meters away from the square. It went straight down, and although Aunorey hated heights, she loved this small cliff. She went to the railing that was put in to keep anyone from accidentally going too far and put her hands on it. Legolas came up beside her, "You look lovely," he said, trying to smile.
"Thank you," Aunorey turned away from the sky she was admiring and took in Legolas's short white jacket encrusted with small beads and pearls, much like the one he was wearing earlier, his long hair. "You do, too," she smiled.
Legolas came up and placed his hands on his shoulders. "What's the matter, Aunorey? You seem really rather tense tonight, and it's worrying me."
Aunorey looked down between them, ignoring his hand as his slid up to rest on her cheek and his thumb went back and forth soothingly on her cheekbone.
"Legolas..."
Legolas raised his eyebrows. He wasn't sure what to say, but a tense feeling was spreading in his chest faster and faster, causing it to tighten. Something was wrong. He just didn't know what exactly.
"Legolas," she walked away from him, back to the square so she could be in the light. She didn't want him touching her while she said this because right now, she couldn't be sure how she would act. She wasn't stupid enough to believe he didn't love her, but she had no idea how he would react knowing she was pregnant without warning.
But like she could do anything about it! She suddenly thought, mustering up all of her courage. This was both of their problem, she didn't crawl on top of herself and make herself pregnant, he'd just have to deal. Legolas never talked of children, but maybe...
Well, she'd just take a chance.
"Legolas, how do you feel about children?" Damn, she cursed herself, should have just said it.
"They're... all right. Why?"
"Well, do you want one?"
"One what?"
"A child!"
"Oh, oh. Well, I suppose so. One day. When I'm King. You know, I'll need an heir and such."
"But not now?" Aunorey's hands came up unconsciously and began to wring.
"I don't know. I've never even though about being a father! What's the point of this?"
"I'm pregnant."
Legolas's mouth fell open. It moved like a fishes does when it's eating. "You-you're pregnant? Now?"
"Yes... Is that bad?"
"Aunorey... how did that happen? How did you do that? I thought... I don't know what to think."
How did that happen? What did he mean how did that happen? "I don't know how it happened," she spat out sarcastically. That one sentence caused all her worry to turn into anger. Hard, boiling anger. How dare he? How did that happen? How did she do that? "Gods, I should never have told you. What a mistake."
She turned away and began to race home, leaving Legolas absolutely crestfallen. "You couldn't have hidden it forever!" He called after her, because the look of contempt he'd seen on her face for a few moments caused his own anger to start acting up.
But wait...
He was going to be a father?
Joy spread through him like wildfire. He was going to be a father! But wait again, why was Aunorey so upset?
His eyebrows furrowed. He must have said something wrong. What did he said?
Blowing out his breath through pursed lips, Legolas reached up and ran his hand through his hair. Alright, forgive him for not knowing exactly what to say, Aunorey, he thought. That sort of came out of nowhere...
He began to walk home. What was the matter with her?
His brain and mind hurt, so he just stopped thinking.
But he thought of a baby, and that thought actually made him happy. Especially because of who the mother was.
Now he just had to see her and tell her he was happy about it, that he loved children... he just... wasn't prepared for earlier.
He rolled his eyes, chuckled. Leave it to Aunorey to blow something out of proportion and cause it to be utterly dramatic.
He laughed again. Leave it to her.
**
Supper was always served in the square, sometimes in the main building where she had been but a few hours ago if the weather was gloomy, and although it was mainly nobility here, she felt a home. For once.
Halfway through the meal, Legolas's hand disappeared under the table, and she felt him squeeze her thigh for a moment before it appeared again. She suppressed a huge smile, and they looked at each other through the corner of their eyes, both breaking into smiles.
Farlan and Mariya cast glances at each other after seeing the small glances and smiles, and they both nodded.
Aunorey's heart was beating five times as fast as it normally would. She hardly touched her supper, and she was terrified of what would take place after.
But, with Aunorey thanking the Gods for this, the dinner dragged on. It wasn't until the sky was bruised black and navy blue with stars that resembled diamonds twinkling in it that everyone began to bid each other good night and started to get up to leave.
Farlan and Mariya were talking with Varione and Arion quietly, looking at Legolas and Aunorey who were still seated.
Candles were still glowing brightly in their holders on the table. Each pair of parents came up to their children and said "We will meet you at home, we're tired" at separate times, but both within about two minutes of each other, and Aunorey caught Varione's small wink.
Aunorey's heart pounded, it was time.
Legolas helped her out of her chair, and they walked up to the top of the cliff a couple meters away from the square. It went straight down, and although Aunorey hated heights, she loved this small cliff. She went to the railing that was put in to keep anyone from accidentally going too far and put her hands on it. Legolas came up beside her, "You look lovely," he said, trying to smile.
"Thank you," Aunorey turned away from the sky she was admiring and took in Legolas's short white jacket encrusted with small beads and pearls, much like the one he was wearing earlier, his long hair. "You do, too," she smiled.
Legolas came up and placed his hands on his shoulders. "What's the matter, Aunorey? You seem really rather tense tonight, and it's worrying me."
Aunorey looked down between them, ignoring his hand as his slid up to rest on her cheek and his thumb went back and forth soothingly on her cheekbone.
"Legolas..."
Legolas raised his eyebrows. He wasn't sure what to say, but a tense feeling was spreading in his chest faster and faster, causing it to tighten. Something was wrong. He just didn't know what exactly.
"Legolas," she walked away from him, back to the square so she could be in the light. She didn't want him touching her while she said this because right now, she couldn't be sure how she would act. She wasn't stupid enough to believe he didn't love her, but she had no idea how he would react knowing she was pregnant without warning.
But like she could do anything about it! She suddenly thought, mustering up all of her courage. This was both of their problem, she didn't crawl on top of herself and make herself pregnant, he'd just have to deal. Legolas never talked of children, but maybe...
Well, she'd just take a chance.
"Legolas, how do you feel about children?" Damn, she cursed herself, should have just said it.
"They're... all right. Why?"
"Well, do you want one?"
"One what?"
"A child!"
"Oh, oh. Well, I suppose so. One day. When I'm King. You know, I'll need an heir and such."
"But not now?" Aunorey's hands came up unconsciously and began to wring.
"I don't know. I've never even though about being a father! What's the point of this?"
"I'm pregnant."
Legolas's mouth fell open. It moved like a fishes does when it's eating. "You-you're pregnant? Now?"
"Yes... Is that bad?"
"Aunorey... how did that happen? How did you do that? I thought... I don't know what to think."
How did that happen? What did he mean how did that happen? "I don't know how it happened," she spat out sarcastically. That one sentence caused all her worry to turn into anger. Hard, boiling anger. How dare he? How did that happen? How did she do that? "Gods, I should never have told you. What a mistake."
She turned away and began to race home, leaving Legolas absolutely crestfallen. "You couldn't have hidden it forever!" He called after her, because the look of contempt he'd seen on her face for a few moments caused his own anger to start acting up.
But wait...
He was going to be a father?
Joy spread through him like wildfire. He was going to be a father! But wait again, why was Aunorey so upset?
His eyebrows furrowed. He must have said something wrong. What did he said?
Blowing out his breath through pursed lips, Legolas reached up and ran his hand through his hair. Alright, forgive him for not knowing exactly what to say, Aunorey, he thought. That sort of came out of nowhere...
He began to walk home. What was the matter with her?
His brain and mind hurt, so he just stopped thinking.
But he thought of a baby, and that thought actually made him happy. Especially because of who the mother was.
Now he just had to see her and tell her he was happy about it, that he loved children... he just... wasn't prepared for earlier.
He rolled his eyes, chuckled. Leave it to Aunorey to blow something out of proportion and cause it to be utterly dramatic.
He laughed again. Leave it to her.
**