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Legolas' face was so pale. He hadn't moved a single muscle, Elrond said that that's normal but I can't help but worry. His eyes were closed- which is not normal, and his pale lips were parted slightly. My eyes reluctantly travelled from his beautiful face to the bandages at his throat.

It had been three days, and he still had not woken up. I hadn't left him, well…I had eaten and been to the bathroom, but apart from that, I'd sat here holding his hand, waiting for him to wake up.

Elrond had come in nearly every hour just to make sure that he was still breathing.

Elrohir had been sitting with me for the most part, I'd just sent him to the kitchens to get some food.

I don't know where Adar or Haldir are. All I know is that since Elrond had spoken to Lady Galadriel, they've been busy with…umm…I'm not really sure what they were doing.

I've also been given a bodyguard- oh joy, although the poor guy doesn't have to stay when Elrohir was around. But right now, I was all alone.

I felt my eyes begin to well up with tears, I gulped and bit my lip in an attempt to surpress them. There was no need for tears. Legolas was still alive and hopefully the other were working on a plan to catch my…dad.

I shifted slightly in my seat, the idea of being alone right now didn't exactly fill me with feelings of great courage and strength. I was being so stupid.

I lay back in my chair. The ceiling was gorgeous, Celticy-type designs had been carved in the stone and the woodwork. Ornate candlesticks stood in various places along the walls. A desk, laden with scrolls and quills, had been placed at the far end of the 'ward'. Three beds had been placed along the opposite wall, on this wall there were only two bed, one currently occupied by Legolas.

I sighed heavily and laid my head on the bed next to Legolas. I put one of my hands on his chest and my other hand was gently but tightly holding his. Listening to his breathing was comforting, it was reassuring to know that he was still breathing and it reminded me that he'd wake up soon.

His fingers squeezed mine and if I had not been an elf I would not have caught the movement. I sat up and called his name softly. An almost inaudible groan came from his throat.

"Shh, it's ok. I'm going to go and get Elrond, ok, I'll be back".

I managed to say through my threatening sobs. I ran out of the room and by complete accident I ran into Elrond and fell down on my butt- as if I could feel it anyway.

He held his hand out and picked me up. He looked at me, one eyebrow raised and a smile on his face.

I couldn't find the words to tell him, so I just pointed at the door, gesturing wildly enough to get myself sectioned.

He grabbed my hand and we barged through the door.

I stopped where I was, watching Elrond examine Legolas, who was now wide awake.

When he was finished he looked up at me,

"He is fine, however he will not be able to speak properly for a few days"

I nodded. He turned to Legolas.

"And don't you go overdoing it. you will only make your injury worse. No talking".

Elrond put his hand on my shoulder and kissed my forehead as he left me and Legolas alone.

Legolas caught my gaze, on his face was one of the most beautiful smiles I have ever seen. His arms were wide open and waiting for me.

I just stood there, looking at him.

He grinned and waved his hand at me. I couldn't help it. I literally ran over to him and threw myself into his arms, whilst giggling like an idiot.

I drew back and looked at him. His eyes were bright with laughter and a smile graced his full lips.

He leaned down and kissed me softly. It was a lingering kiss full of so much passion and love. I opened my eyes to look at him, he had done the same. I looked into his eyes and deepened the kiss. I felt his arms snake round my waist as I buried my hands in his hair.

I heard somebody clear their throat from behind me. Legolas rolled his eyes and looked over my shoulder, I didn't need to look, I already knew who it was.

"Adar, what do you want?" I asked as I turned around and sat in-between Legolas' legs.

Adar stood there, grinning like a lunatic.

"Actually, I just came to see how you were Legolas" he looked at Legolas in question, who in turn just grinned back and nodded.

Dear goddess, what have I let myself in for? Both my Adar and my husband-to-be are raving lunatics.

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"Will you sit still" I scolded him. We were sat on our bed, while I was trying to re-do his bandage.

"I can't, you are tying it too tight" he complained

"I am not! Stop being a baby!"

he rolled his eyes at me. It was nice to have him back, even though it had only been a few days since he was stabbed. He was looking a lot better. His skin was back to its normal colour and his eyes were just as bright.

And right now he was looking very sexy. He was sitting on the bed, indian style with his tunic undone and he'd left his hair loose. I looked up and caught his eyes. He raised one eyebrow and smirked at me.

"What are you smirking about?" I said a little hesitantly.

"Oh nothing"

"Liar", I let go of the bandage and folded my arms across my chest. I adopted a similar pose to him and stared at him.

His smirk grew into a wide grin, his eyes danced with mirth though I didn't know what was so funny. He got up and came towards me. I scooted backwards, away from him. He knelt back onto the bed and crawled towards me with a predatory grin.

"Legolas" I warned.

"What my love" he answered slyly, the grin ever present.

I nearly fell off the bed, but as ever, he caught me. He pulled me down and pinned me down underneath him.

"Well, well, well. Look what I have" His breath tingled on my ear as he whispered to me, I would have laughed but his tone sent shivers down my spine.

I lifted my arms to place them on his shoulders but he caught my wrists and held them above my head, whilst shaking his head and tutting at me.

I could feel myself becoming warmer. My breathing was shallow and fast. He looked down at my straining chest and smiled seductively. I tried to get up, much to his amusement. He lent down and placed small butterfly kisses on my neck, his tongue delving into the hollows of my collar bone before moving up my neck and onto my jaw. I whimpered and wriggled slightly underneath him.

His tongue darted out, leaving a wet trail along my jaw. He chuckled as I bit my lip to stop from crying out. I pouted in hope that he'd give up and just kiss me. It worked.

He rose slightly, his hand still holding my wrists, before kissing me. The passion he showed me and the need and love that I felt coming from him nearly drove me over the edge. He nipped my bottom lip, demanding entrance to my mouth. I complied. I arched my back as his tongue massaged mine. I opened my eyes so that I could look at him, to find him already watching me. It only served to fuel us both. His kisses became more forceful as I tired to get free. He chuckled into my mouth at my pitiful attempt to get my hands free.

I gave in and instead, wrapped my legs round his waist, making him my prisoner and hoping to turn the tables on him.

Unfortunately my plan did not work. He growled softly and his lips left mine and went back to assaulting my neck instead.

There was a knock at the door and the person did not wait for an answer. Legolas rolled off of me and I sat up and put my hands on my hips.

"Adar! What do you want now? You have no sense of timing! He just grinned at me before a more serious look replaced it.

"Elrond has summoned a council, you both need to be there. It is about your…father Thalia. you have an hour"

he dipped his head in goodbye and left the room.

Me and Legolas shared a look before collapsing onto the bed.

After a few minutes I shifted and laid my head on his bare chest, his tunic was still undone. He sighed and brought his hand up to stroke my hair.

"I love you Legolas"

"I love you too melamin"