Writer's Note: Same disclaimer, but Orme was mine. Stupid me forgot that. And Milyla's mother, brothers, and sisters are all mine. And Legolas' cousins Eowéniel and Celoril are my own little creations that, well you'll see.

"Lady Milyla. Lady Milyla, wake up. Please wake up." Milyla could hear her name be called, but only faintly remembered who it was.
"Aren't you one of the princesses?" Milyla managed to cough out.
"Yes, tancave. I am Elendil, the youngest daughter of Undomiel and Elessar. You might know him as Estel." Milyla smiled.
"That I do. Estel. Hmm. So he and Arwen married at last?"
"I guess. I know little of my parents before I was born."
"I can only imagine Elrond's happiness." Milyla laughed a bit, whilst Elendil just looked as if she was very confused.
"I do not understand the joke Lady Milyla."
"Let's just say your grandfather Elrond didn't have his heart set on his daughter marrying a Man who wasn't king of Gondor and Arnor. In fact, that was the only thing that would have allowed Estel and Arwen to marry. Therefore I suppose you are a princess of Gondor and Arnor."
"That I am. Lord Elrond sent me to wake you before Legolas came."
"He's here then?"
"And waiting."
"Can you send him in?"
"Of course." Elendil turned away from Milyla and walked out of Milyla's rooms. About a second later Legolas entered, seeming a bit nervous.
"I would have thought you would be used to coming in here. Unless my memory is failing, you came in about, hmm, maybe fifty times a day." Milyla giggled at the confused look on Legolas' face as she spoke. "Amin mela lle, Legolas Greenleaf."
"Amin mela lle, Lady Milyla of Imladris." They laughed for a moment until Legolas nearly ran from the doorway to Milyla's bed, where he proceeded to hug her as much as possible.
"Legolas, you're choking me." Milyla pushed him back and giggled again. She then pulled his face to hers locking him in a kiss.

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"You see the same evil that would before have killed me, had it not been for my sons." Elrond stood on a balcony across a garden from Milyla's rooms, yet it could be plainly see what was going on, because Elendil had forgotten to shut the curtains.
"Heruamin, Estel was a mortal. Legolas is an elf. It is more he's a prince, but for me, any man or elf, or hobbit or dwarf for that matter, that she loves is fine by me. The main point is that she's in love. How can we deny our children love? Lady Undomiel still found ways to be with him though he was a ranger. If I forbid them to marry, they will still find ways to see each other." Orme smiled as he thought of what had happened when he had actually forbidden Legolas and Milyla to speak to each other. "Besides, since when is love evil, Elrond Halfelven?"
"Since it tore my family apart. Elledan died for Elrohir, Arwen gave away her immortality for Estel, and my wife died. Try and tell me something else tore my family apart."
"Elledan died for Elrohir because Elrohir was hurt, and the younger of the two. Arwen loved Estel more than Luthien loved Beren. And Lady Celebrian was killed of another accord. Only Elledan and Arwen left Imladris for good for family and love. Please, heruamin, no one here did anything wrong. In fact, I for one am pleased to see Milyla in love, with Legolas none-the-less. They are good for each other." Orme smiled once again and way away, leaving Elrond to think about his family.

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"You copycat elf! Auta miqula orqu!" Milyla pushed Legolas from her.
"I'd much rather kiss you however." Legolas put his hands over her eyes, crept around behind her and placed his arms underneath hers, hugging her tightly to him. Her hair blew into his face from the soft wind that flowed throughout Imladris and its gardens and waters. He kissed her neck and she gritted her teeth.
"I'll get you back, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, if it's the last thing I do." She smiled and tilted her head back into his shoulder, then let her head fall down in a way so that her neck was placed right for Legolas.
"You would, but you're making this too easy for me. At this rate, I'd have more fun courting Undomiel."
"But she is stubborn and married, so therefore its plain you would rather court me. Also, I do happen to be the one who is here right now, and would kill for you." Milyla pushed him into the lake they were by, getting pulled in as well because Legolas was tugging on her ankle. "OWW!!! GET OFF OF ME NOW!"

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Elrohir sat in a garden a small way off from the lake that Legolas and Milyla were currently getting pushed and pulled into. He heard Milyla scream, and he ran to the lake, coming to see it was only Legolas. "What have you done now Legolas?"
"Nothing," the elven prince replied innocently.
"He pulled me in the water!" Milyla retorted.
"Nothing less than you deserve I should think, Lady Milyla." Elrohir crept closer to the water, being very sure not to get too close to Milyla. In half a second he was also in the water soaking wet.
"I hope your clothes aren't steam dry only." Legolas laughed
"ARRRGH!!!"