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********Chapter 28**********
Legolas stared at the figure standing in the center of the ring. It smiled at him. Legolas knew that smile.
"Ithilion…" He meant to shout his brother's name, but it came out in a choked whisper.
His brother continued his smiling. He was wearing the same outfit as he had on when he died, and there were bright red stains of blood on his breast. His bow was slung across his back, as was his quiver, and his blonde hair glinted in the full sunlight.
Could it be…a ghost? The terrified young elf thought. Ithilion…what are you doing here?
No reply came to answer the silent question. Instead, Ithilion's smile grew wider, and more chilling. Then a lone slave passed in between the too brothers, blocking Legolas's view for a split second. When the slave had passed, however, his brother was nowhere to be seen.
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Eressa and Aleka sat in their room eating their dinner. It was bread soup. Eressa really didn't like it, as did many of the other slaves, but it was one of Aleka's favorites.
"Are you going to eat that?" She asked the younger girl when she stopped eating, her bowl half-full.
"You may have it." Eressa said. "I'm not hungry."
Aleka cocked her head to the side. She knew what was bothering Eressa.
While they went to receive their food, the other servants, including Celda and her group, had been whispering. They hadn't said anything to the two, but it was obvious what the whispers had been about.
"Pay no heed to them, Eressa." Aleka said comfortingly. "What they think is not important.
The younger girl signed. "I know you are right." Eressa turned her head and looked out the window.
It was becoming winter now and the sun was setting faster everyday. Now the bright star was just beginning to touch the roofs of the buildings surrounding the mansion, and soon it would set upon the dark horizon. Below the window Eressa could see the new arena being built. The walls had been completed and the slaves were now working on building the stands for the villagers to be seated in. Eressa was unaware that twof the slaves working down there were Legolas, and her brother, Eredor.
I will be glad to see Legolas…Eressa thought. Although I know he'll expect to receive many answers from me.
Eressa signed a second time, drawing air into her lungs and back out again. She thought yesterday that the only way out was to take her life, and now she was so glad to have it.
"You told Legolas about…about my rash decision, did you not?" She asked Aleka, who was busily gulping down her soup.
"Yes." Answered the other girl. "I told him it was because you wanted a way out of your torment. And that was the truth, was it not?"
"Yes, it was." Eressa answered grimly. "But if I know Legolas at all I think he will want more of an answer than that."
"Well you'd better think of one quickly." Said Aleka, peering out the window at the ever lowering sun.
"What shall I say? He can see right through me, Aleka." Eressa insisted. "He can tell when I lie."
"I never said you should lie." Aleka replied. "Tell him the truth. If he wants more, then tell him there is none. If he is as insightful as you claim, he should know that you are not lying."
Eressa's fingers fiddled with a strand of her long, dark blonde hair. "You are right. But…"
"But what?"
"But what if he asks about…about my development of feelings towards him?"
Aleka set down her soup bowl. "I don't think he'd do that, Eressa. It would embarrass you, he knows that. He wouldn't want to embarrass you on purpose."
"I know, but still, he'll want to know why!" Eressa persisted.
"He should know why! He's looked in a mirror at least once in his lifetime I'm sure!" Jested the other girl.
"I don't just like him for his looks, though they are quite stunning." Eressa explained with some difficulty. "I like him because of who his is on the inside too."
Aleka smiled. "Well, maybe he likes you in the same way. Or both!"
"Both!" Exclaimed Eressa. "But Aleka, I'm not nearly as beautiful as you, or some other girls!"
Aleka got an annoyed look on her face. "Yes you are! You're just as beautiful!"
"Am not!" Argued Eressa. "Look, I've this terrible hair, and I'm not as tall as you, and I've got freckles…"
"Oh, stop!" Aleka said, waving a hand. "Your hair is beautiful, I myself have wished on many occasions that I could have hair like yours."
"You have?"
"Yes! You have no idea how terrible my curls get in the summer!"
"They look good in the summer!"
"Yes, but a million strokes from a comb could not tame them." Aleka finished, winning the argument. Eressa was chin down, looking at her hair with disapproval.
"And really, Eressa." Aleka continued. "Being tall has nothing to do with beauty."
"I'm short." Insisted the younger girl.
"You are not short, you are just small." Corrected Aleka. "And your freckles…those you cannot help."
"See? I'm not as beautiful as you!"
"That's not what's important." Aleka said, leaning forward. "Ask Legolas about this. You'll see."
Aleka was tempted to say that she was beautiful and still Legolas wouldn't give in to her temptations. Well…some of them. And he did admit that the only girl he'd kiss was Eressa. Aleka wanted to tell her young friend that to make her feel better about herself, but that would bring up The Kiss…
And I'm leaving Legolas to tell her about that. She decided.
"I just cannot imagine myself being with someone like him." Continued Eressa. "He's so beautiful, and an elf…and I'm just a infatuated human girl."
"You might be more to him." Aleka replied. "He cares a lot for you, Eressa. He told me so."
Eressa looked at her friend sadly. "You really think so?"
"Yes." Said Aleka, nodding her head.
"But what if…he's a elf, you know. He must be very old. What if he's already betrothed, or even married?"
I really don't think he'd kiss me if he was married…Aleka secretly thought.
"Don't worry about it." Aleka said, getting up and grabbing hold of the soup bowls. "Do you want me to take both these back to the kitchen so you won't have to be bothered by those idiots out there again?"
"Yes, please." Answered Eressa, nodding her head once. "But when you return, I might already be gone. The sun has set."
Aleka glanced out the window and nodded. "Alright. I will see you in the morning, then." The older girl turned towards the door and then stopped herself. "Oh, and Eressa?"
"Yes?"
"Your hair looks good pulled halfway back, like you have it now, if you are that concerned about looking good."
"Oh. Thank you."
With that, Aleka left, leaving Eressa alone. But sure enough, just as she predicted, a guard came by after a few minutes. Eressa went with him and before long she was outside Legolas's door.
As she entered, she saw the elf sitting on his bed, eyes closed, in deep thought. His eyes snapped open when the door was closed behind her, however.
"Ah," He exclaimed in a soft voice. "Thank the Valar it really is you this time."
Eressa made herself smile. "I'm sorry for not coming last night, but I…" Her smile slid of her face and she was unable to go on.
Legolas was quick to get off the bed and approach her, saying something comforting. Eressa did not, however, expect him to wrap his arms around her in an embrace. (AN: Yep, Platy, you were right!)
"I know what you tried to do." He said. "I will not lecture you, for I think that you have already learned your lesson, have you not?"
Eressa oddly hugged the elf back and answered: "Yes, I have. I'm sorry, Legolas."
"You don't have to apologize to me." He said in a musical voice.
"I made you worry, didn't I?"
There was a pause, and out of the corner of her eyes Eressa saw Legolas smile sadly. "Yes you did."
It was then that he released her, a grim look on his face. "Eressa, I have something I must tell you, but you will not like to hear."
Eressa lowered her eyebrows and frowned. "Yes?"
He is betrothed or has a wife, doesn't he! She thought. And he's going to tell me now, after I started to become attracted to him?
"You are not the only one of us who is regretting foolish decisions." The elf continued, as he walked over to his bed and sat on it. "Last night something happened between Aleka and I, and I don't know if she told you about it."
Eressa was instantly relieved, but also instantly confused. What had Aleka not told her about?
"What is it that she didn't tell me?" The girl asked curiously.
The elf's face showed deep regret and shame. He nodded his head. "So she didn't tell you after all."
"I don't know if she told me or not." Eressa said, completely baffled. "Tell me and maybe I will know."
Legolas looked up at her, his blue eyes gleaming. Eressa found it hard on to swoon when those eyes turned her way. (AN: As do we all.)
"Last night…" The elf paused to think of a way to put his confession. "…Last night when Aleka came to my cell, once we found out that either of us was not a threat…"
He smiled slightly at the fuss he and the girl had made. "…Aleka made it clear to me that she didn't want to simply come have a friendly conversation with me…"
As she listened, Eressa's frown grew. Aleka hadn't told her that!
"…and—and I was tempted." Legolas continued. "I was a fool and I was actually tempted by her flirtations."
There was another long pause, so Eressa took the opportunity to say something.
"Is that it?" She asked. "That's nothing to be ashamed of, Legolas. Aleka is a very beautiful girl." She added, while inside she was bashing herself for being so ugly.
"No, that's not it, and I am not ashamed by that." Legolas replied, looking deeply into the girls eyes and frowning. "Eressa…I kissed Aleka."
Eressa blinked and her face fell. "You…kissed her?"
"Yes. I'm deeply sorry and I regret it now. I know that you have an…an attraction towards me and I wanted you to know that you are much more important to me than Aleka." The elf took a deep breath after confessing his feelings, ready to face the girl's reaction.
Eressa continued to frown. "I…I don't understand why she didn't tell me…"
Legolas sat up a little straighter. "She didn't want you to become cross at her. But I'm afraid letting me tell you what she lied about doesn't help, does it?"
"No." Eressa replied simply.
"I'm sorry, Eressa." Legolas repeated. "The kiss…it didn't mean anything to me…I wanted you to know that."
"I forgive you, Legolas." Eressa said, looking at him with disappointed eyes. "I'm just not sure if I can trust Aleka anymore, and that saddens me."
Legolas got up briefly and reached out for her hand. He pulled her down to sit next to him on the bed.
"What Aleka did…and what I did…it was wrong, I know, but her main purpose for coming down here was to find out what was bothering you, Eressa." he explained. "She truly is your friend, she just has some faults. Everybody has those."
"You included?" Eressa asked, the elf's words somewhat comforting.
Legolas smiled and nodded. "I included."
Eressa returned the smile but then frowned. "I don't see any of them."
"I have plenty of faults." Insisted Legolas. "More than you think."
"Like?"
"Like I'm not as graceful as some of my folk, or the fact that I fell out of nearly every tree I ever climbed…" Legolas stopped there, and looked at Eressa, who was rolling her eyes.
"You are most likely much more at home in the trees than any human, Legolas!" She said playfully. "Surely you couldn't have fallen out of every tree."
"It was every tree!" Legolas insisted, playing along. "I swear!"
"It was not!" Eressa argued, beginning to giggle. Then she became serious. "Legolas."
"Yes?"
Eressa took a deep breath. "About…about my attraction towards you…I'm sorry." The girl flushed and looked to the ground. Her eyes came up honestly, looking deep into his eyes.
Legolas blinked and then turned away. "One cannot help how one feels." He said, more about himself than the girl next to him.
In his heart he knew it was true. And he knew how he felt. The feelings he had for Eressa…they were strong. And they were not just of friendship. He felt trapped, in a way. He knew he was falling…and yet, he didn't want to catch himself.
But I made a promise to myself…He thought sadly. That I wouldn't fall in love with a human…yet here I am…
His thoughts strayed back to reality as he felt Eressa still staring him down. He turned to her.
"You should not regret how you feel." He told her. Inside, however, he was trying to convince himself of that fact.
"I…wouldn't." Eressa replied. "But I…feel guilty."
"Why would you feel guilty?" inquired the elf.
"Well…because…" Eressa couldn't bring herself to think of a reason, so she asked another question. "Legolas, do you…are you married?"
Legolas gave her a look of surprise. "No." He answered simply.
"Are you betrothed then?"
"No. Why are you asking me this?"
Eressa blushed again. "That's what I was guilty about. I thought that…that a creature so beautiful as yourself should have found someone just as beautiful to love and share your life with by now." She bravely looked up at him. "Or are you still too young to marry, in elf terms?"
Legolas smiled slightly. "I am considered young. But I am very, very old in your terms."
"How old?" Asked Eressa, her curiousity growing.
"2889." Came the reply, and the girl gasped.
"That's young?" she said in disbelief.
The elf's smile widened. "There are elves living that are older than Middle Earth itself. To us my age is young, but not young enough to not marry."
"So…why aren't you?" The girl asked again, but then recoiled. "I'm sorry, I should not be asking you all these personal questions."
"I haven't found the right person yet." Legolas said shakely, ignoring her previous statement.
What if I'm looking at her right now? The elf prince thought. Valar…
Eressa smiled shyly, a gesture in which the elf returned. She felt glad that he wasn't bound to another female—yet she couldn't get her hopes up. The chance of Legolas liking her as anything other than a friend was as distant as her own freedom.
Yet, if Legolas's plan works, my freedom might not be far off…she thought hopefully.
Suddenly, Eressa was determined to find out more about the elf at her side. She knew his name, where he came from, his age, and his marital status, but that was it.
Looking up, she tried to make her interest sound casual. "I just realized I know so little about you, I wanted to know more."
"I'd would be happy to tell you." Legolas replied. "If you would tell me more about yourself."
"You already know all there is to know, Legolas." She replied. "I grew up a slave with Eredor and my mother, my father I never knew, and at barely a child's age my brother and I were sold to Curdolin. And from then on our lives have been like this."
"I want to know about you…" she continued. "There's nothing interesting about me."
"I think you are interesting." Legolas said, but immediately wished he hadn't, for it was an odd thing to be said to a girl.
Eressa gave him a quizzical glance. "No I'm not. I'm as boring as a stone to you, I'll bet."
Legolas raised an eyebrow. He had seen this behavior before, in elven maidens flirting with him. She was unwittingly searching for him to give her compliments. Legolas grinned. He didn't have a problem with that.
"You are not boring, Eressa." He said sternly, tempted to raise a finger and shake it in her face. "And don't you ever think I would think that. I think that your…"
Just tell her how you feel, you fool. He told himself.
"I think your…wonderful." Legolas said, but inside he wanted to hit himself. That was not what he had meant to say. He should have said something more sincere. But then she would know how he felt. But why was that important anyway, when she had the same feelings for him? Legolas didn't know.
"You do?" Eressa answered, still playing the girlish game.
"Yes, Eressa." Legolas said, hastily changing the subject. "But now I have something to show you."
Legolas bent down and reached under his bed and pulled out something small, hiding it in his hands. "Or…or rather," He continued shyly. "I have something to give to you."
Eressa grinned. It was very rare that she got a gift, and one that Legolas would give must be special. "What?" She asked eagerly, reaching for the unseen object still in the elf's hands.
Legolas pulled his hands out of her reach. "Oh no." He said. "You cannot see it yet."
"What? Why?" The girl said, glaring at him with emerald eyes.
Legolas looked into the green pools and he felt that if she looked at him like that a second longer he wouldn't be able to hold in his feelings any more. The thought frightened him.
"Close your eyes." He ordered hastily, sparing himself of such a humiliating fate.
Eressa narrowed her eyes. What game was Legolas playing with her?
I'll sooner find out if I close my eyes…She thought, so she obeyed.
Legolas smiled when the girl did as she was told. "Hold out your hands."
Eressa did that, cupping her small hands and holding them forward.
Legolas hesitated before giving her her gift. He gazed at her. Her perfect lips were parted in an excited smile, and her cheeks were still pink from her previous blushing. Smiling, Legolas looked more closely at the freckles that dotted her nose and cheeks. An elven maiden with freckles would be considered ugly, but to Legolas they only enhanced the beauty he saw in Eressa. He wanted to place a hand on her cheek, to whisper sweet nothings into her soft golden hair…he wanted to touch her lips with his own, and he wanted to love her.
So why don't I? He thought foolishly.
Because, he pondered, she was a human and too young perhaps? Wait, that wasn't true. Her age was fairly acceptable, if she was to turn 18 in a month. Had Legolas been born a human, he guessed that he would be in his early to mid twenties by now, but then again, humans were complex creatures and he could be mistaken.
"Legolas?" Her soft voice called him. "I'm waiting…"
Legolas snapped out of his thought and apologized. "Sorry. Here."
Legolas placed his gift in her hands, brushing her palms briefly with his fingertips as he did so. This time, it was he that jerked as they touched. But Eressa had opened her eyes and was too busy looking at her gift to notice.
"Oh, Legolas!" She cried. "It's beautiful!"
It's like you…Legolas thought secretly.
"Thank you." The elf replied instead.
Delighted, Eressa held up her gift to the window so examine it in the moonlight. In her hand was a small ornately carved wooden comb. In the dim light of the moon she could see that Legolas had carefully carved a flower in the handle.
"I love it!" she said, and she grinned at him in her happiness.
"You can wear it in your hair, if you like." Legolas told her. He offered his hand. "May I?"
Eressa nodded, and returned the comb to him. Her hand came up and removed the string that held half of her hair back, letting it fall gracefully into her face. She turned her head to the side so that he could put his gift in her hair.
Legolas smiled as he did just that. He gently brushed away a tress or two from her face and behind her ear, and twisted the comb into them, holding them there.
When he was finished, Eressa's hands were quick to reach up and feel her new hairstyle.
"You look very good with your hair away from your face." Legolas complimented. "You should wear it like that more often."
Eressa beamed. "I would, if I could afford such a luxury as this comb here!"
Legolas arched an eyebrow. "Surely such a trinket is not that expensive."
"It is for a seamstress such as myself. I have only enough money to buy food and clothing."
"But you are a seamstress, don't you make your own clothing?" Inquired Legolas.
"I would, but I have little time. My work keeps me busy." Eressa said, still feeling her head. "Thank you, Legolas. I feel like a real lady now."
"You always were a lady, Eressa." Legolas said, gracefully scooping up one of her hands as it left her head and brushing his lips on her delicate knuckles. He pulled away, and added: "And your most welcome."
Eressa felt a blush begin to creep up her neck again, but somehow she prevented it. When Legolas kissed her hand she felt the spot grow inflamed with the feeling she held inside for him. She didn't want his lips to leave, so when they did, she frowned.
Legolas saw her change of face and lowered his eyebrows. "Is there something wrong?" He asked.
Eressa glanced up suddenly. "Oh! I was just…thinking…I don't have anything to give to you in return." She sighed, thankful to have thought of a convincing excuse. The elf bought it.
"You brought me my shirt." Legolas said. "Which I am very thankful for. So you owe me nothing."
"Speaking of which, the hem on your shirt is coming undone." Eressa said, partly ashamed. She would have thought her handy-work would have lasted longer.
Legolas looked down at the hem of his right sleeve. Eressa was right, the threads had become loose there, and needed repair. It reminded him of something…
"Yes!" He cried suddenly. "Eredor was explaining to me how he learned to sew his shirts so they might last longer. I was wondering if perhaps you could show me."
Eressa blinked and smiled. Legolas had taught her so much already…about life…about love…and now it was her turn to teach him something useful.
"I'd be happy to!" She said. "But I'd have to bring in some spare supplies tomorrow night."
"That'd be alright." Legolas answered happily. "But for now, would you like to get some rest? I for one do. Work in the arena was very tiring today."
"You work in the arena?" Eressa asked, totally surprised. "My window overlooks the arena!"
"Is that so?" Legolas replied. "Well, if you could wave to me, perhaps sometime I'll see you."
"Oh, but I wouldn't want you to be distracted from your work, Legolas." Eressa said, concerned.
Legolas chuckled lightly and stretched. "No..no…it's alright. Feel free to do it. It'll lift my spirits seeing you."
Eressa smiled. She lifted his spirits. That one small compliment made her feel so good inside.
"Alright, let's go to sleep." She chirped happily. "Thank you again for the comb, Legolas."
Eressa climbed off the bed, and Legolas handed her the blanket. This was becoming a ruetine for both of them.
"Your welcome." Answered the elf as he stretched out his body on the bed. The pile of planks was too small to hold all of him, but he didn't mind his feet hanging over. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Legolas."
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Crystal Snowflakes: Glad it makes sense…thanks a lot!! *gives you hugs and kisses and cookies and candy and love and presents and oompa loompas and more hugs and kisses!!!* I'll update as soon as I can! Wuv you! Bye, and thanks again!
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The Noble Platypus: Yeah! Cliffhanger!! As you read, Legolas did know who the mystery person was.
Hehe…impure thoughts? What impure thoughts? I can assure you that I never think of things that are impure. (Legolas…….in a bathtub….filled with….strawberries…) *innuendo machine goes haywire*
Aleka's made it clear that she intends to let Legolas explain about the kiss, then deal with Eressa's reaction later. Aleka's kind of dishonest that way. And um…no mouth-to-mouth for Legolas. I don't think they invented that in middle earth…but your suggestion is a little funny!!
Thanks for saying I can take my time. It makes me feel a lot better, but it's not you guys, it's me. I like updating and it's my goal to do it at least once a week, so I push myself to do so. When the really important chapters come on, I might have to take some time extra to get them just right, though.
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Caffiene is the greatest substance on the planet!! Hyper is good!! All's good when your hyper! Glad you liked the 'hissy-fit'!! Yep, Legolas has yet another admirer! Go figure!
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Will: (from through the door) Can't you insane people just discuss this over tea peacefully?
You and Me: (at same time) NO!!!! (prepare to fight)
Me: (pondering a bit) Actually, I am a little thirsty…
You: Oh, really? Me too!! What a coinsidence!
Me: Yeah!
You and Me: (go off to have tea)
Will: (through the door again) Hey! I'm thirsty too! Hello….anybody out there??? Heelloooo….
LOL. I love writing those!! I wanna see Don Juan this weekend, but we're going up north, so no tv. Dammit!! Plus I don't know if our local Blockbuster even has it!! They like threw out all the old movies and replaced them with crappy DVDs, and although we have a DVD player, my parents don't let me use it much, so I have to rent videos to use on my tv/vcr thing in my room!! ARH!! The world hates me!!
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School is ok. Takes up way too much time, but it's pretty easy since I got art, gym, choir and Spanish, which are all easy classes. Math, science and physcology are the hard ones. Something new happened: My mom backed our van into a tree! Now everyone sees her driving around and thinks its me who did it!
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