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Nienna
Chapter 10
I woke that day with a sense of foreboding. The air was cold and held a bite that I familiarized with bad tidings. Legolas was next to me, sleeping. His hair was tousled and felt silky under my light touch. How could anything bad every happen with my Legolas was beside me? He woke under my light touch smiling from under his steady gaze. His eyes pierced my soul, but something was different today. Then I knew. Last night we had put off talking about what had happened, with the letter and all, but now there was no further putting it off. My eyes darkened. I didn't want to talk about it not now, not just when we had found each other again. I sighed. Some things can't be avoided. Then something flared within me-jealously. Aryante-his fiancée. A feeling rose within me at the very thought that someone else had been with Legolas.
"We do indeed need to talk," I said my voice laced with ice, at the very thought of Aryante. I sighed, letting the ice drain from my voice, "Legolas, Aryante is your fiancée," he nodded, "why did you never tell me?"
"I wanted to, I wanted to tell you in a rage at what my father had done, but I couldn't. I love you, but Aryante-she's been my friend forever, we grew up together, but I could never love her. Do you remember the last time you came to Mirkwood? I was told the night before you arrived. I spent that night screaming at everyone. I found out that it was she who suggested that we would be prefect for each other. I yelled at her most of all."
"I'm sure she deserved it!" My voice was shrill.
"How can you say that? Aryante has been there for me, especially when I was confused about us."
"How can you defend her?" I said weakly. I knew Aryante. She had always been nice to me, but never very open. I didn't want to fight. I felt physically drained. Again I saw the vision of the darkness, elves and death.
"I don't want to fight," I said, but he wasn't listening.
"Besides, how do you know that Aryante wrote the letter? Furthermore, don't you love me enough? Wouldn't feel me die?" I couldn't respond to this as I had thought the very same thing myself. I turned away from him, finding a simple dress and pulling over my head.
"I don't want to fight," I said again, "Besides-why are you the one perusing this argument? Aren't you the one who kept this from me? If I had found out in a different way, I surely would have faded." I brushed my hair, making it look neat, not bothering to go beyond that. I spun around. He was still in bed, with blankets wrapped around his waist. I stared into his eyes, they were dark and moody-I narrowed my own.
"What is this really about?" I asked him. He put on a pair of britches. He was like a god-his skin was smooth, alabaster. I shivered.
"I heard Haldir speaking with Vorima. He spoke of his first meeting with you." So that was it. He had found out about the kiss. It didn't mean anything-I wasn't thinking straight at the time. I wondered vaguely how deeply I had delved the kiss in my state of delirium.
"I was delirious Legolas. I had just been informed that I was to marry Haldir with no exceptions. The thought of being with another elf made me sick, and I fell off the library balcony. I would have died had he not caught me. I saw him, my vision was blurry and I thought he was you." Haldir had obviously forgotten to mention whose name I cried out.
"I don't believe you."
He crossed the room in one quick stride, towering above me. I had never seen his eyes so dangerously dark. There was jealousy and betrayal held in those stormy blue orbs. I turned casting my eyes downward, though I knew I had nothing to be ashamed of. I walked slowly to the door, opened and simply left him standing there, looking back with eyes full of tears. He didn't come after, of which part of me was glad and part of me was terrified.
I wondered aimlessly throughout the fair city. I had no ultimate goal in mind other than to clear my head of the circular thoughts that spun within it's confines. The sun grew higher in the sky. I skipped breakfast, choosing to avoid any further confrontation with either Legolas or Haldir's questioning gaze to why my eyes were red, as they were. The tears flowed, though I couldn't fathom the cause. I felt as if I had lost part of me. As if I had truly lost Legolas. I sat beneath a birch tree whose bark was smooth and pale. I was lost in my thoughts for a time when a question was asked of me.
"Why do you cry my Lady?" Asked Haldir sliding down from amongst the branches, "Or perhaps I already know the answer to my own question." I could only stare back at him with an un-amused gaze. He proceeded to answer my questioning stare.
"I was but one of the few elves who heard shouts early this morning."
"I think that he shan't forgive me for a misunderstanding." Haldir shook his head, standing.
"Come, 'twas not but a lover's spat. Lunch is being served now, and I presume you are hungry." I paused thinking that perhaps it might be better for me to avoid Legolas.
"I'm quite sure that dearest Legolas has overcome his anger." I stood following Haldir praying that he was right.
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I entered with Haldir knowing that it would not look good in Legolas' eyes. I took my seat next to Haldir, Aragorn on my left. He smiled at me. I wondered if it was meant to be comforting or warning. Just as I had settled myself, beginning to feel comfortable that nothing bad would happen and that I would soon be in Legolas' arms again. I smiled listening to Haldir and Aragorn speak over me. Then the mood suddenly changed. The room seemed to almost darken with his presence, and one could virtually feel the anger radiating from within him. I quivered knowing that the anger was aimed at me. Haldir stood and excused himself from the table, ignoring my frantic looks. Legolas took his seat across from me. For a brief instant I thought I saw remorse in his eyes, but the if there had been any it quickly vanished as Vorima said, "Ala, have you seen Haldir? Did he run off while you two were walking today?" I winced, Legolas snapped.
"Yes did you see your darling dearest Haldir?" mimicked Legolas, in an undertone that I know almost everyone, save the hobbits, the dwarf and the human, Borimir, had heard. I titled my chin in a defiant manner.
"What are you trying to say, Legolas?"
"Don't you know, perhaps you should ask Haldir. Would he not bend over backwards for you?" I snapped, letting the anger get the better of me, my face reddening.
"Don't do this Legolas. Not here-not now." I pleaded, giving him one last chance to back down before I truly lost my temper.
"Don't do what?" he asked playing innocent. I glared at him.
"I'm leaving," I said, standing making to leave.
"Running to Hadlir?" I spun around so fast, my hair whipping around my face.
"No." The hall was silent their eyes following the argument.
"Why are you doing this to me, Legolas? All I ever did was love you!" Anger boiled over.
"Love me? How could you love me?!! YOU KISSED HALDIR!" My knees nearly gave away as he shouted for the whole hall to hear that I had kissed Haldir.
"I was delusional! I was sick! Tell me, melaminmy love were you sick when you "forgot" to tell mention THAT YOU ARE ENGAGED TO ARYATNE!" Legolas winced, his face growing redder.
"How sick could you have been!? You kissed him!"
"Yes! I did! Right after I threw up on him, and fell into his vomit covered arms! It was ever so romantic!" I was being sarcastic but the look in Legolas's eyes told me everything. Then I knew.
GASP! A cliffy! I am so mean-like "math mean" especially when I didn't have to give u a cliffy! shrinks back don't be mad
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Nienna
