Okay people, I need reviews if you want this story to continue. I have fixed the name problem, except for the story staples, so I don't want to hear anything else about that.
Disclaim is the same, I only own waht you don't recognize.
Long chapter for you here! Hope you appreciate it and tell me!
For those of you on alert, sorry for the chapter 3 and 4 deal, I was fixing the name deal. I am truly sorry.
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Chapter 5
Legolas exited the palace gates with a lighter heart. His meeting with his father and General of the Mirkwood army went very well; he had been upgraded to Captain. He rested his thoughts on that instead of Lady Nalmeien who was waiting for him in the gardens.
However, he was not going to meet her, he had unfinished business. His talk with Gandalf made his once murky thoughts and feelings crystal clear. He knew he felt like this before he left, but somewhere between then and now, he hid them, obscured them from his mind, tried to forget them. As to why he did baffled him.
He made his way through the wooded area beside the palace to a clearing known only to a certian few. It was the glen. Low, shaded trees rested alongside a lazy river with grassy knolls for banks.
He stopped his trek undreneath a tree and looked up into its branches. A pair of bare feet dangling from one of the highest branches caught his eye, it was Zara. Legolas sighed and leaned against the trunk of the tree.
"Oh Zara!" He called up playfully.
"What?" Was the grumpy return he received.
"Shouldn't you be cooking for your future husband?" "Shouldn't you be buying your future queen a protection squad so I won't hurt her?" Was the snarling answer. Legolas laughed at her response, he loved to tease her.
"Come down here, I have something to tell you!" "Why can't you tell me from up here?" "Because I want to see your face when I tell you this!" He heard the rustling of leaves as Zara made her way down.
"Good." She panted as she dropped onto the ground. "I have something to tell you as well. You first." Legolas took in the sight before him. In their society, the sight Zara was in would be considered a scandal. Her shoes were discarded onto the soft ground, her skirts were bunched up from climbing a tree, and a twig had made it's home in her blonde hair.
Legolas laughed softly and plucked the twig from her hair. "Actually I have two good news. Pick A or B."
"B."
"I was upgraded to Captain because of my journey with the Fellowship, my marksmanship, and my seniority." Zara's eyes lit up at the news. Legolas was an excellent addition to the army and well deserved the promotion. "Your turn."
Zara took a deep breath. She had thought long and hard about this and all she needed was one little word from Legolas and she would be free from Lord Styvekka forever.
"Legolas," She began as she took one of his hands in both of hers. "we have been friends forever right?" "Yes." She could see the uncertainty in his eyes as to where this was going. "And you know I would do anything for you." "And I you." "Good. Because I cannot sit around and let Lady giggles ruin your life."
Legolas was now curious as to what Zara was leading on. He removed his hand from hers. "Zara where is this going?" Zara felt her hands begin to sweat and breathing grow faster. Who knew this would be so hard? "Marry me Legolas." She blurted out.
"What? You can't be serious?" "I am serious Legolas. If neither one of us wants to marry our fiance', then why should we be forced to? You and I know each other like books and I know I would be the worst wife you could imagine because I can't cook or sew, but please just think about it."
Her eyes were now moist with tears. Legolas had taken to pacing the ground as he took in the information. "Why would you want to marry me?" He asked her. He stopped pacing and looked into her gray eyes.
"Because I love you Legolas. Not like how I loved you 500 years ago, but how I began to love you over two years ago. When you left without a word, you broke my heart. I tried to forget but I couldn't. I love you Legolas and if I were forced to marry that man, I would spend the rest of my life miserable because the one man I wanted to be with, was with someone else. And the worst would be that I never tried to stop it."
The tears were now freely flowing down her face. Legolas stepped over to her and grabbed her into a hug. He looked down onto her heart shaped face. He brushed the obstinate strands of hair away from her eye and gazed at her soft pink lips with wanting.
"Oh Zara, I love you too." He whispered. Zara lifted her eyes to gaze at him. "You do?" "Yes. I do love you. But I don't know if I could marry you."
The horror of yet another broken heart was evident on her face. She jerked herself out of the embrace.
"How can you say that?" She hissed. "How can you say that you love me, but would go marry that harlot instead of me?"
"Zara..." Legolas began.
"No." She raised her hand to stop him from saying another word. "I understand. Please, don't take the time to send me an invitation because I won't come." With that she turned on her heel and ran back into the woods.
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Later that night Legolas was overlooking the land from one of the many balconies. He heard soft footsteps behind him and an old voice. "You idiot." It was Gandalf.
"You just let the only way for you to have a happily ever after slip out of your fingers. You fool." Legolas remained quiet as the old man came beside him. "Why are you afraid Legolas?" Nothing came out of the elf's mouth.
Gandalf stared out into the horizon with him until he heard his friend's voice softly say his piece. "I don't know Gandalf. I think a piece of me is afraid that once I let her in completely like that, love her, and marry her, that her fate will be the same as my mother's."
"Legolas," Gandalf began gently. "It is good that you remember your mother. But, it is bad that you rest your thoughts on her death and what could happen in your future. Life is unpredictable, you know that. Don't let fear drive you away from what and who you love."
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In his chambers Legolas quickly packed a light traveling bag. He threw his swords, quiver, and bow over on his back and climbed out the balcony. The natural darkness of night cloaked him from the view of the guards.
He led his loyal white horse out of the stable and quietly out onto the road. Zara's home was two houses down from the palace so Legolas quickly made his way behind the houses as to not be seen.
He reached the destination underneath the window of Zara's balcony and bedroom. He picked up a loose pebble that garnished the ground and masterfully threw it onto the balcony. They had begun this tradition of communication many years ago. They would throw a pebble on the balcony and wait for the other to come to the opening and respond.
Legolas heard the rock clink on the stone floor and he waited. And waited. He strained his ears to hopefully hear something but didn't hear a thing. He picked up another small rock and once again threw it over the balcony, this time he received a response.
"Ow! Legolas!" Zara's irritated head poked out of the comfort of her room. She was rubbing her head as apparently, Legolas' rock had hit her in the forehead. He knew she was still upset with him so he knew he had to do this right.
He plucked a flower from the arrangement by the house and got down on one knee. "Oh fair one," He began.
He saw Zara's eyes widen and mouth drop open in shock and surprise.
"forgive me for being the fool that I am. Please accept my apology and acquire my proposal. I love you Zara one-who's-temper-flares-too-high-too-soon. Marry me my love. Be with me. Bear my children. Come on this wonderful adventure with me. Be an equal with me. I love you."
Zara lifted a hand to her mouth to conceal her laughter and motioned for him to come up. Legolas quickly climbed the tree beside her balcony and hopped onto the opening. He immediately embraced her and placed the flower behind her ear. "What's your answer?"
He could feel her body trembling under his touch. "Legolas," She began. "If the only reason you want to do this is because I got mad at you, then you need to go back home. I..."
Her phrase was lost as Legolas pressed his lips onto hers in a fiery, yet gentle, kiss. Zara hesitated at first because she did not expect that. However, she settled into the rhythm. They pulled away from each other when their lungs seemed to be on fire from lack of oxygen. Legolas repeated his former question. "What's your answer?"
Zara, still breathless from his kiss nodded her head in response. "Yes." She panted. "I will." Legolas planted another kiss onto her lips. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that."
Zara leaned up on her tiptoes for another kiss which was eagerly recieved. Legolas' mind began to cloud over, distracting him from the task at hand. He quickly broke the kiss.
"Pack a bag." He said as he loosened himself from Zara's hold. "Why?" Was the response he got. "Pack lightly and only what you need." "Legolas why?" Legolas walked swiftly to her wardrobe and opened it. "Its not safe for us here anymore. If we want to be wed we must leave. Isn't Lord R¡narmo staying here as well as your father's guest?" "Yes. You're right we have to leave. But for how long?" "Long enough to finalize the vows."
Legolas and Zara both began to throw things into Zara's bag. The only thing that stopped them was a knock at the door.
"Lady Zara, may I have a word with you?" It was Lord Rinarmo.
Legolas and Zara froze in their positions. "Get under the bed!" Zara mouthed as she straightened her hair and smoothed her dress. Zara made sure Legolas was completely hidden from view before she opened the door to reveal the insanely tall lord.
"Good evening Lord Rinarmo." She said as she bowed. "The hour is late, may I ask the motive behind your visit?" Rinarmo brushed past her and sat down hard on her bed. Zara inwardly winced, she knew that was uncomfortable for Legolas as the bed groaned under his weight.
"Sit with me my dear." He motioned for her to take a seat next to him. Considering she was very awkward around him, Zara opted for a seat in the chair beside the dresser.
"If it is not too bold of me to ask, my lord, why are you here?" "You're right." The man snarled. "It is too bold of you to say. It is also too bold of you to directly disobey your husband."
"Future husband." Zara corrected vilely.
"One thing you must learn, *darling*" Rinarmo stood, his voice growing deeper and cruder as he walked toward Zara who was scared on the inside but refused to show it on the outside. "is that I rule the household and what I say goes. If you ever try to disobey me again..." He slammed his large fist into the wall beside Zara's head, leaving a prominent hole in its wake. Zara gasped and jumped from the vibrations beside her head.
She could see Legolas try to worm his way out from under the bed. She stopped him by waving her hand at him behind the lord's back to stop. "Do you understand?" Rinarmo asked with his dark eyes burning a hole into Zara. "Yes, my lord." Zara answered shakily. "Good." He backed away from her and looked around the room.
He spotted a half packed bag on the table. "Going somewhere?" He asked curiously as he picked through the contents. Zara's eyes widened in fear and her breath quickened. She quickly thought of a lie.
"Uh, no my lord. Those are just things that I have grown out of and I plan on giving them to some of the maids that might be able to fit into them." She steadied her breathing before he picked up a filmy white dress of a fine material.
"Yes." He said in an offhand matter. "You are getting a little chubby, but why waste such finery on the help? Why not go on diet and lose all of those...extra pounds." Zara gasped in outrage as she placed a hand on her flat stomach.
"How dare you?" She shrieked as she snatched the dress away from him. "How dare I what?" Rinarmo asked dangerously. "I simply state the truth. Your father did warn me about that temper of yours Zara. I suppose a few nights with me should... and will break you of your hasty tongue."
His face softened as he placed a hand around her waist and drew her closer. "But lets not talk about such things right now." He brought her left hand up and admired the heavy ring on her finger.
"I can give you all you want my lady. All your dreams and fantasies can come true."
`Yeah right.' Zara thought rebelliously.
"This ring is just a sample. The finest gold dwarves can find. The richest ruby ever placed on a non-royal's finger. Do not mess it up milady. Do not make me upset." He dropped her hand and swept her into a rough kiss. Unlike with Legolas, Zara did not repond. Rinarmo's kiss was rough and wet and tasted of foul tobacco while Legolas' tasted of honey and was soft and loving.
Zara allowed a whimper of disgust escape her lips as she looked towards the bed. Legolas' hands were gripping the legs of the bed so hard, his knuckles were white. Zara rolled her eyes at him and pointed to the lord's back in repugnance. A smile half smile flickered on Legolas' lips.
Rinarmo broke the kiss and Zara quickly snapped her eyes back to him. She did not want him to catch her looking at the bed and think of other horrible things. "Yes." He whispered. "I am going to be a very lucky man." He turned on his heel and made for the door.
`No your not, I am.' Legolas thought vengefully.
"Oh, one more thing milady." Rinarmo said as he was at the door. "I do not like you talking to his highness the prince. It might give him ideas with the way you dress and present yourself around him. I do not want to catch you with him without a chaperone present. Do you understand?"
Zara's blue-gray eyes turned a stormy gray as she answered with gritted teeth through a false smile. "I understand my lord." Rinarmo did not answer, he only closed the door and left.
Zara turned and jerkily began to repack her bag. This plan was looking all the more sweeter.
"Zara." Legloas said as he placed his hand on hers. "Has he done that to you before?" Without looking at him, Zara responeded. "Yes. Ever since we were bethrothed. He doesn't like you." Zara looked at Legolas in the eyes. "He made that clear to me when I ran out of the ball and you followed me. He said it wasn't your place to go after me, that you had no reason to look at me, much less touch me. Lets just leave as soon as we can." "Yes." Agreed Legolas.
"Legolas?" Zara began. "What?" "Do I really act... inappropriately around you and am I really getting fat?"
"No" Legolas answered firmly. "You act perfectly around me, you act normally. And futhermore, you are not fat. Rinarmo just does not appreciate hips like yours, unlike me." Zara playfully swatted his arm as he placed his hands on either side of her hips. "Amin mela lle." He whispered. "I love you too."
"Is this it?" He asked when she closed her bag. "Yes. How are we getting away?" "Horseback."
Legolas led her out the window and they carefully made thier way down the tree and into the stable. They saddled Zara's horse Olasa, and made thier way into the night; to freedom.
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There it is! Reivew please!
Disclaim is the same, I only own waht you don't recognize.
Long chapter for you here! Hope you appreciate it and tell me!
For those of you on alert, sorry for the chapter 3 and 4 deal, I was fixing the name deal. I am truly sorry.
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Chapter 5
Legolas exited the palace gates with a lighter heart. His meeting with his father and General of the Mirkwood army went very well; he had been upgraded to Captain. He rested his thoughts on that instead of Lady Nalmeien who was waiting for him in the gardens.
However, he was not going to meet her, he had unfinished business. His talk with Gandalf made his once murky thoughts and feelings crystal clear. He knew he felt like this before he left, but somewhere between then and now, he hid them, obscured them from his mind, tried to forget them. As to why he did baffled him.
He made his way through the wooded area beside the palace to a clearing known only to a certian few. It was the glen. Low, shaded trees rested alongside a lazy river with grassy knolls for banks.
He stopped his trek undreneath a tree and looked up into its branches. A pair of bare feet dangling from one of the highest branches caught his eye, it was Zara. Legolas sighed and leaned against the trunk of the tree.
"Oh Zara!" He called up playfully.
"What?" Was the grumpy return he received.
"Shouldn't you be cooking for your future husband?" "Shouldn't you be buying your future queen a protection squad so I won't hurt her?" Was the snarling answer. Legolas laughed at her response, he loved to tease her.
"Come down here, I have something to tell you!" "Why can't you tell me from up here?" "Because I want to see your face when I tell you this!" He heard the rustling of leaves as Zara made her way down.
"Good." She panted as she dropped onto the ground. "I have something to tell you as well. You first." Legolas took in the sight before him. In their society, the sight Zara was in would be considered a scandal. Her shoes were discarded onto the soft ground, her skirts were bunched up from climbing a tree, and a twig had made it's home in her blonde hair.
Legolas laughed softly and plucked the twig from her hair. "Actually I have two good news. Pick A or B."
"B."
"I was upgraded to Captain because of my journey with the Fellowship, my marksmanship, and my seniority." Zara's eyes lit up at the news. Legolas was an excellent addition to the army and well deserved the promotion. "Your turn."
Zara took a deep breath. She had thought long and hard about this and all she needed was one little word from Legolas and she would be free from Lord Styvekka forever.
"Legolas," She began as she took one of his hands in both of hers. "we have been friends forever right?" "Yes." She could see the uncertainty in his eyes as to where this was going. "And you know I would do anything for you." "And I you." "Good. Because I cannot sit around and let Lady giggles ruin your life."
Legolas was now curious as to what Zara was leading on. He removed his hand from hers. "Zara where is this going?" Zara felt her hands begin to sweat and breathing grow faster. Who knew this would be so hard? "Marry me Legolas." She blurted out.
"What? You can't be serious?" "I am serious Legolas. If neither one of us wants to marry our fiance', then why should we be forced to? You and I know each other like books and I know I would be the worst wife you could imagine because I can't cook or sew, but please just think about it."
Her eyes were now moist with tears. Legolas had taken to pacing the ground as he took in the information. "Why would you want to marry me?" He asked her. He stopped pacing and looked into her gray eyes.
"Because I love you Legolas. Not like how I loved you 500 years ago, but how I began to love you over two years ago. When you left without a word, you broke my heart. I tried to forget but I couldn't. I love you Legolas and if I were forced to marry that man, I would spend the rest of my life miserable because the one man I wanted to be with, was with someone else. And the worst would be that I never tried to stop it."
The tears were now freely flowing down her face. Legolas stepped over to her and grabbed her into a hug. He looked down onto her heart shaped face. He brushed the obstinate strands of hair away from her eye and gazed at her soft pink lips with wanting.
"Oh Zara, I love you too." He whispered. Zara lifted her eyes to gaze at him. "You do?" "Yes. I do love you. But I don't know if I could marry you."
The horror of yet another broken heart was evident on her face. She jerked herself out of the embrace.
"How can you say that?" She hissed. "How can you say that you love me, but would go marry that harlot instead of me?"
"Zara..." Legolas began.
"No." She raised her hand to stop him from saying another word. "I understand. Please, don't take the time to send me an invitation because I won't come." With that she turned on her heel and ran back into the woods.
~*~
Later that night Legolas was overlooking the land from one of the many balconies. He heard soft footsteps behind him and an old voice. "You idiot." It was Gandalf.
"You just let the only way for you to have a happily ever after slip out of your fingers. You fool." Legolas remained quiet as the old man came beside him. "Why are you afraid Legolas?" Nothing came out of the elf's mouth.
Gandalf stared out into the horizon with him until he heard his friend's voice softly say his piece. "I don't know Gandalf. I think a piece of me is afraid that once I let her in completely like that, love her, and marry her, that her fate will be the same as my mother's."
"Legolas," Gandalf began gently. "It is good that you remember your mother. But, it is bad that you rest your thoughts on her death and what could happen in your future. Life is unpredictable, you know that. Don't let fear drive you away from what and who you love."
~*~
In his chambers Legolas quickly packed a light traveling bag. He threw his swords, quiver, and bow over on his back and climbed out the balcony. The natural darkness of night cloaked him from the view of the guards.
He led his loyal white horse out of the stable and quietly out onto the road. Zara's home was two houses down from the palace so Legolas quickly made his way behind the houses as to not be seen.
He reached the destination underneath the window of Zara's balcony and bedroom. He picked up a loose pebble that garnished the ground and masterfully threw it onto the balcony. They had begun this tradition of communication many years ago. They would throw a pebble on the balcony and wait for the other to come to the opening and respond.
Legolas heard the rock clink on the stone floor and he waited. And waited. He strained his ears to hopefully hear something but didn't hear a thing. He picked up another small rock and once again threw it over the balcony, this time he received a response.
"Ow! Legolas!" Zara's irritated head poked out of the comfort of her room. She was rubbing her head as apparently, Legolas' rock had hit her in the forehead. He knew she was still upset with him so he knew he had to do this right.
He plucked a flower from the arrangement by the house and got down on one knee. "Oh fair one," He began.
He saw Zara's eyes widen and mouth drop open in shock and surprise.
"forgive me for being the fool that I am. Please accept my apology and acquire my proposal. I love you Zara one-who's-temper-flares-too-high-too-soon. Marry me my love. Be with me. Bear my children. Come on this wonderful adventure with me. Be an equal with me. I love you."
Zara lifted a hand to her mouth to conceal her laughter and motioned for him to come up. Legolas quickly climbed the tree beside her balcony and hopped onto the opening. He immediately embraced her and placed the flower behind her ear. "What's your answer?"
He could feel her body trembling under his touch. "Legolas," She began. "If the only reason you want to do this is because I got mad at you, then you need to go back home. I..."
Her phrase was lost as Legolas pressed his lips onto hers in a fiery, yet gentle, kiss. Zara hesitated at first because she did not expect that. However, she settled into the rhythm. They pulled away from each other when their lungs seemed to be on fire from lack of oxygen. Legolas repeated his former question. "What's your answer?"
Zara, still breathless from his kiss nodded her head in response. "Yes." She panted. "I will." Legolas planted another kiss onto her lips. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that."
Zara leaned up on her tiptoes for another kiss which was eagerly recieved. Legolas' mind began to cloud over, distracting him from the task at hand. He quickly broke the kiss.
"Pack a bag." He said as he loosened himself from Zara's hold. "Why?" Was the response he got. "Pack lightly and only what you need." "Legolas why?" Legolas walked swiftly to her wardrobe and opened it. "Its not safe for us here anymore. If we want to be wed we must leave. Isn't Lord R¡narmo staying here as well as your father's guest?" "Yes. You're right we have to leave. But for how long?" "Long enough to finalize the vows."
Legolas and Zara both began to throw things into Zara's bag. The only thing that stopped them was a knock at the door.
"Lady Zara, may I have a word with you?" It was Lord Rinarmo.
Legolas and Zara froze in their positions. "Get under the bed!" Zara mouthed as she straightened her hair and smoothed her dress. Zara made sure Legolas was completely hidden from view before she opened the door to reveal the insanely tall lord.
"Good evening Lord Rinarmo." She said as she bowed. "The hour is late, may I ask the motive behind your visit?" Rinarmo brushed past her and sat down hard on her bed. Zara inwardly winced, she knew that was uncomfortable for Legolas as the bed groaned under his weight.
"Sit with me my dear." He motioned for her to take a seat next to him. Considering she was very awkward around him, Zara opted for a seat in the chair beside the dresser.
"If it is not too bold of me to ask, my lord, why are you here?" "You're right." The man snarled. "It is too bold of you to say. It is also too bold of you to directly disobey your husband."
"Future husband." Zara corrected vilely.
"One thing you must learn, *darling*" Rinarmo stood, his voice growing deeper and cruder as he walked toward Zara who was scared on the inside but refused to show it on the outside. "is that I rule the household and what I say goes. If you ever try to disobey me again..." He slammed his large fist into the wall beside Zara's head, leaving a prominent hole in its wake. Zara gasped and jumped from the vibrations beside her head.
She could see Legolas try to worm his way out from under the bed. She stopped him by waving her hand at him behind the lord's back to stop. "Do you understand?" Rinarmo asked with his dark eyes burning a hole into Zara. "Yes, my lord." Zara answered shakily. "Good." He backed away from her and looked around the room.
He spotted a half packed bag on the table. "Going somewhere?" He asked curiously as he picked through the contents. Zara's eyes widened in fear and her breath quickened. She quickly thought of a lie.
"Uh, no my lord. Those are just things that I have grown out of and I plan on giving them to some of the maids that might be able to fit into them." She steadied her breathing before he picked up a filmy white dress of a fine material.
"Yes." He said in an offhand matter. "You are getting a little chubby, but why waste such finery on the help? Why not go on diet and lose all of those...extra pounds." Zara gasped in outrage as she placed a hand on her flat stomach.
"How dare you?" She shrieked as she snatched the dress away from him. "How dare I what?" Rinarmo asked dangerously. "I simply state the truth. Your father did warn me about that temper of yours Zara. I suppose a few nights with me should... and will break you of your hasty tongue."
His face softened as he placed a hand around her waist and drew her closer. "But lets not talk about such things right now." He brought her left hand up and admired the heavy ring on her finger.
"I can give you all you want my lady. All your dreams and fantasies can come true."
`Yeah right.' Zara thought rebelliously.
"This ring is just a sample. The finest gold dwarves can find. The richest ruby ever placed on a non-royal's finger. Do not mess it up milady. Do not make me upset." He dropped her hand and swept her into a rough kiss. Unlike with Legolas, Zara did not repond. Rinarmo's kiss was rough and wet and tasted of foul tobacco while Legolas' tasted of honey and was soft and loving.
Zara allowed a whimper of disgust escape her lips as she looked towards the bed. Legolas' hands were gripping the legs of the bed so hard, his knuckles were white. Zara rolled her eyes at him and pointed to the lord's back in repugnance. A smile half smile flickered on Legolas' lips.
Rinarmo broke the kiss and Zara quickly snapped her eyes back to him. She did not want him to catch her looking at the bed and think of other horrible things. "Yes." He whispered. "I am going to be a very lucky man." He turned on his heel and made for the door.
`No your not, I am.' Legolas thought vengefully.
"Oh, one more thing milady." Rinarmo said as he was at the door. "I do not like you talking to his highness the prince. It might give him ideas with the way you dress and present yourself around him. I do not want to catch you with him without a chaperone present. Do you understand?"
Zara's blue-gray eyes turned a stormy gray as she answered with gritted teeth through a false smile. "I understand my lord." Rinarmo did not answer, he only closed the door and left.
Zara turned and jerkily began to repack her bag. This plan was looking all the more sweeter.
"Zara." Legloas said as he placed his hand on hers. "Has he done that to you before?" Without looking at him, Zara responeded. "Yes. Ever since we were bethrothed. He doesn't like you." Zara looked at Legolas in the eyes. "He made that clear to me when I ran out of the ball and you followed me. He said it wasn't your place to go after me, that you had no reason to look at me, much less touch me. Lets just leave as soon as we can." "Yes." Agreed Legolas.
"Legolas?" Zara began. "What?" "Do I really act... inappropriately around you and am I really getting fat?"
"No" Legolas answered firmly. "You act perfectly around me, you act normally. And futhermore, you are not fat. Rinarmo just does not appreciate hips like yours, unlike me." Zara playfully swatted his arm as he placed his hands on either side of her hips. "Amin mela lle." He whispered. "I love you too."
"Is this it?" He asked when she closed her bag. "Yes. How are we getting away?" "Horseback."
Legolas led her out the window and they carefully made thier way down the tree and into the stable. They saddled Zara's horse Olasa, and made thier way into the night; to freedom.
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