A/N: thank you for the reviews, though I must say there is no one willing to beta read for me at the moment. You'll just have to do it with this. No, I'm not making Legolas' problem clear yet, and no, I'm not deleting the Quenya, for it is my fic and this is the way I like it. I do have changed the order, I have put the translation behind the Quenya now. (btw, don't rely on my Quenya, I'm just starting to study it, it could be very wrong). Don't ask me to do something to some parts of my story, for I know where I'm leading this and I am not going to change it. I will explain the Centaur later on. I have just ordered the books. Be nice, it's my first LotR fic! - Nanja

Chapter Four: LUCTUS RURSUS

"Your best man?" repeated Legolas silently, turning around so he faced Aragorn completely. "Your best man? Meldanya, what is this for a question?"

"I understand, Legolas, if you don't want to, I'll ask someone else,... " Aragorn replied quickly.

"Someone else? No, of course not! I was merely surprised by the question, Aragorn. Have I deserved to be asked such, I wonder. But the answer is yes, of course I'll be your best man," Legolas smiled at Aragorn.

"If someone is worthy of such question, Legolas, it is you. Come, let us return to the Entrance Hall," Aragorn said, Legolas following his lead.

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The Entrance Hall was now fully packed with Men, Elves and other beings from Middle-earth. Legolas was immediately cornered by Gimli and his Dwarfs.

"You! Elf! How come you scare us so much?" greeted Gimli, laughing at Legolas.

Legolas laughed with him. "Gimli, my friend, you haven't changed a bit."

Meanwhile, Arwen took Aragorn apart from the others. "Did you ask him what was bothering him?" she asked.

"Nothing was bothering him, he told me," replied Aragorn simply, though sounding concerned.

"Still ... I sense something is wrong with him," Arwen decided.

Elrond Evenstar, the father of Arwen, joined their company.

"Anar caluva tielyanna!" greeted Aragorn "You need a tan, and that's no lie!"

"Well, well, Aragorn, cheerfull today, aren't we? I have heard about the attack on Legolas and his fellow travelers, is he alright?" Elrond asked.

"As far as I know, he is alright at the moment," Aragorn answered.

"Good,... Arwen, it is time for you to get ready for tonight's full moon ceremony," Elrond told his daughter, bowing to Aragorn, and walking away with her to her private quarters.

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"Legolas," came the voice of Fides. "elyë, elyë ar i aran!" You and the king. The words made Legolas shiver.

"Ma? Fides, Ma?" Legolas asked, bemused. What, Fides, what? Legolas was not going to tell the Centaur more than he already knew.

Fides took Legolas outside and whipered something in his ear.

Legolas' eyes widened in shock "Manen? Manen elyë ista?" How do you know?

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It had become noon and it was time for lunch, but Legolas did not participate in it. Instead, he decided to take a long walk through the city, the abandoned city that is, for no one was not at the citadel, but Legolas.

His mind was set on what Fides had told him. What he had discovered ... Legolas found himself sighing at one of the statues. He had been too obvious, he knew he had been. He had been too selfconcerned to matter the circumstances he was in.

"Tulin, Legolas, áva nyérer or i aran," he told himself "an antaváro eressë yonta nyérë."

Come, don't grief over the king for he will only give more sorrow. The words sounded so simple.

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Aragorn did not participate in the lunch either: he had his own preparations to make for the wedding. He sat down in one of the chairs in his private quarters, lingering about thoughts that should not have entered his mind at the moment, but did. He was questioning himself, for his loyalty to Arwen, but more was he questioning the attacks, and if they had meant to cross Legolas' path.

But an even bigger question had entered his mind. Why had Legolas whispered "sinome utuvien ulalaith," In this place I haven't found laughter? And why had Legolas told him the wind made Arwen's light fade? Did he had to dread for Arwen's safety now? Or was it something else but a warning, maybe, something Legolas was dreading about Arwen?

But then, he remembered he had asked Legolas if it was her he was dreading, and his answer had been " Not dreading, Aragorndil, meldanya. Next to her I am ... atalantesil." A downfallen person.

But why fallen? Why downfallen? Why had Legolas felt nothing compared to Arwen? Was there something she had and he hadn't? Aragorn screwed up his face and stood up. This was indeed no day to weep OR think.

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"Yenya, undomielnya, are you so concerned about this Legolas that you need to pull yourself out of thoughts about him everytime? Tell me, what is it?" Elrond asked Arwen, as she gazed out of the window.

"I have no idea father, but that what's written on his face is pain. He is hurt by something, something is bothering him, and I know it has to do something with me or Estel," Arwen told him, almost whispering.

"You? Aragorn? Yenya, why do you dread this? Why do you doubt this Elf's loyalty towards you?" Elrond went on, bemused.

"Because, father, just because. I can sense it," Arwen sighed and stood up "I can sense there's something really wrong." A tear escaped from her eye.

"Arwen, áva nyérer or vestalëlya," don't grief on your wedding.

* anar caluva tielyanna = you need a tan! * elyë = you (thou)

* ar i aran? And the king?

* ma = what?

* manen elyë ista = how do you know? * Tulin = come

* áva nyérer or i aran, an antaváro eressë yonta nyérë = don't grief over the king for he wil only give more sorrow

* yenya = my daughter

* undomielnya = my evenstar

* atar = father

* Estel = Aragorn

* áva nyérer or vestalëlya = don't grief on your wedding