Chapter 1
Today I stand in the meadow just outside the palace, looking at the trees, wondering why? Why am I feeling like this?
"Legolas has always been one of my closest friends, how can this happen now?" I think to myself while wringing the tassel of my midnight blue dress.
I remember that it all starting out with being happier than customary to see him, and then growing to the point that when it came time for him to leave to depart from my presence, it was nearly more than I could bear. Never have I let my thoughts show, for fear that Legolas should suspect the truth about the emotions I possess. While contemplating what should be done, I hear a twig snap behind me, dropping the tassel; I turn to see Legolas smiling over me.
"I never could sneak up on you, Elaviel." He says with a defeated smile planted widely upon his face. He stands there with his cloak waving in the wind. I have forgotten that he was so handsome. Then again I spent all my time doing other things other than allow my thoughts to dwell on Legolas.
"You have no idea," I say in an exhaled laugh. A look of confusion crosses his face, and shaking my head, I give him a pathetic smile.
He draws me up into his arms and holds me in a tender hug. He has given a dozen hugs, yet this one is different. He lingers a few moments longer than propriety allows, gently rocking me. I feel safe enclosed within his embrace. I never want this moment to end. However, as all good things must, it does end. I feel obliged to enfold myself into his embrace once more though control myself and hold his hand.
"You had better go get ready for dinner." He says nodding towards the door. I feel like a child being told what to do.
"Oh really? And what would you do if I refused Mister High and Mighty?" I say crossing my arms across my chest.
"Not a great deal, except . . ." he trails off.
"Except what?" I ask, maintaining my cheeky tone. Without warning, he rushes at me and sweeps me off my feet and into his arms. He smiles at me slyly and says,
"Except I can do this."
I can feel my cheeks turning to a rosy pink as he carries me up the steps protesting good-naturedly. Thinking he would set me down, I await to get down gracefully. He on the other hand, has different ideas. He carries me right up to the door and right into my bedchamber. He sets me down atop the bed and gazes into my eyes.
"You know, Elaviel, I have been wanting to tell you something for a great deal of time," he shifts beside me so that he is facing me. His eyes are as blue as the sky on a spring day. "Elaviel, I. this was so much easier when I rehearsed it,"
"You don't have to dress up words for me." I squeeze his hand gently.
"Ah.Yes.well."
"Legolas." my voice commanding. I look at him fixedly, though not with contempt.
"What if I were to enlighten you that someone I know is madly in love with you?" I pause to consider as to how to answer this question. I know what he is saying, but it is difficult information to absorb.
"Well," I begin slowly, "It would all depend on who it is." He lets out a heavy sigh.
"Elaviel.I love you, I've loved you for who knows how long." I just sat there looking at him stultified, apparently, he thinks he has offended me and looks away. I take his face in my hands, look deep into his eyes and do something that I have been longing to do for centuries.
I draw him close and kiss him. His hand travels up to my face and stroke it gently, and I feeling the temptation mount between us, draw away,
"Not yet Legolas, not yet." I murmur. He nods and wraps his arms around me while I just take pleasure in the moment trailing my hands down his well- built arms, but he has to wreck the moment with his adorable sensibility.
"You had better get ready for dinner," he whispers close to my ear.
Smiling, I rise to my feet as he has done and watch him leave. He is at the door when he turns and mouths the words 'I love you'.
"I love you too Legolas." I reply softly. He gives me a wink and closes the door. While going through my wardrobe, I cannot help smiling to myself.
Today I stand in the meadow just outside the palace, looking at the trees, wondering why? Why am I feeling like this?
"Legolas has always been one of my closest friends, how can this happen now?" I think to myself while wringing the tassel of my midnight blue dress.
I remember that it all starting out with being happier than customary to see him, and then growing to the point that when it came time for him to leave to depart from my presence, it was nearly more than I could bear. Never have I let my thoughts show, for fear that Legolas should suspect the truth about the emotions I possess. While contemplating what should be done, I hear a twig snap behind me, dropping the tassel; I turn to see Legolas smiling over me.
"I never could sneak up on you, Elaviel." He says with a defeated smile planted widely upon his face. He stands there with his cloak waving in the wind. I have forgotten that he was so handsome. Then again I spent all my time doing other things other than allow my thoughts to dwell on Legolas.
"You have no idea," I say in an exhaled laugh. A look of confusion crosses his face, and shaking my head, I give him a pathetic smile.
He draws me up into his arms and holds me in a tender hug. He has given a dozen hugs, yet this one is different. He lingers a few moments longer than propriety allows, gently rocking me. I feel safe enclosed within his embrace. I never want this moment to end. However, as all good things must, it does end. I feel obliged to enfold myself into his embrace once more though control myself and hold his hand.
"You had better go get ready for dinner." He says nodding towards the door. I feel like a child being told what to do.
"Oh really? And what would you do if I refused Mister High and Mighty?" I say crossing my arms across my chest.
"Not a great deal, except . . ." he trails off.
"Except what?" I ask, maintaining my cheeky tone. Without warning, he rushes at me and sweeps me off my feet and into his arms. He smiles at me slyly and says,
"Except I can do this."
I can feel my cheeks turning to a rosy pink as he carries me up the steps protesting good-naturedly. Thinking he would set me down, I await to get down gracefully. He on the other hand, has different ideas. He carries me right up to the door and right into my bedchamber. He sets me down atop the bed and gazes into my eyes.
"You know, Elaviel, I have been wanting to tell you something for a great deal of time," he shifts beside me so that he is facing me. His eyes are as blue as the sky on a spring day. "Elaviel, I. this was so much easier when I rehearsed it,"
"You don't have to dress up words for me." I squeeze his hand gently.
"Ah.Yes.well."
"Legolas." my voice commanding. I look at him fixedly, though not with contempt.
"What if I were to enlighten you that someone I know is madly in love with you?" I pause to consider as to how to answer this question. I know what he is saying, but it is difficult information to absorb.
"Well," I begin slowly, "It would all depend on who it is." He lets out a heavy sigh.
"Elaviel.I love you, I've loved you for who knows how long." I just sat there looking at him stultified, apparently, he thinks he has offended me and looks away. I take his face in my hands, look deep into his eyes and do something that I have been longing to do for centuries.
I draw him close and kiss him. His hand travels up to my face and stroke it gently, and I feeling the temptation mount between us, draw away,
"Not yet Legolas, not yet." I murmur. He nods and wraps his arms around me while I just take pleasure in the moment trailing my hands down his well- built arms, but he has to wreck the moment with his adorable sensibility.
"You had better get ready for dinner," he whispers close to my ear.
Smiling, I rise to my feet as he has done and watch him leave. He is at the door when he turns and mouths the words 'I love you'.
"I love you too Legolas." I reply softly. He gives me a wink and closes the door. While going through my wardrobe, I cannot help smiling to myself.