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Slowly the world came into focus as the last remnants of sleep fled. I looked to the side expecting to see a still sleeping Thalia as the dawn was only just approaching, instead I was met with an empty space and a yellow rose on her pillow.

I smiled and felt myself relax into the warm cushioning of the bed. I let my eyes roam over the ceiling, tracing the patterns. Somebody was coming up the corridor, the footsteps were light as the person leisurely walked. The footsteps got closer and the doorknob turned slowly.

Thalia sauntered in, wearing only a thin nightdress that reached her mid thigh, her hair had been tied up messily, leaving silky tendrils to hang down the back of her neck and shoulders. The image of her as she stood holding a silver tray laden with fruits and juice was almost enough to make me come undone.

She smiled modestly as she made her way over to the bed. Her blue eyes shining in the dawns light.

She laid the tray down on the middle of the bed and walked around to climb in beside me. She sat, her legs folded underneath her with a cushion on her lap. She leaned forward and softly kissed me. The taste of fresh berries on her luscious lips. She drew back and kissed my nose, allowing a husky laugh to escape.

"Good morning. Why may I ask, are you up at this hour melamin?"

She rolled her eyes as if annoyed and then picked up a small strawberry.

"I…" she paused to lick the fruit enticingly. "Am up…because I couldn't sleep. I just though that…a…lazy breakfast…would do us both a lot of…good"

She looked at me through thick eyelashes, the fruit parting her swollen lips, a small bead of juice ran down her fingers. I leaned forward and gently grabbed her hand, I locked eyes with her as I licked each finger slowly. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched me. I had gained the upper hand. She was good at starting these little games but her resolve soon disappeared. As long as she felt safe, and I was gentle, she liked to be dominated. And I had to admit that there was part of me that liked to dominate. To hold power over her was both thrilling and arousing.

Her lips once again met mine as she straddled me. Her warm thighs tormenting my already uncomfortable arousal.

She leaned back and raised an eyebrow haughtily,

"Hello to you too"

I growled and pulled her too me, my need for her almost verging on violent. I felt her legs slide around my hips and tighten, begging me to carry on. Our tongues battled furiously, the fruity tang in her mouth, only serving to heighten the pleasure.

"Hmm hmm"

She tried to say something through our feverish kisses. I broke away and looked at her flushed face. I could not hide my smirk at the effect that out encounter had left on her. Her cheeks were stained red and her eyes veiled with desire, their usually sky blue depths had been replaced with a midnight shimmer.

"Love you" she said as she nuzzled my neck. Her warm breath tickling my skin and sending shivers down my spine.

She moved and lay down beside me. Moving the tray in between us.

We lay, eating and talking for the best part for an hour before we decided to rise and dress, forsaking a bath.

"So, what's the plan for today?"

She said as she pulled a dark green dress over her head. Laughing, I strode across the room and braided her hair as she fastened the ties of her dress. Once I was done she turned to me and helped me dress. This small gesture of love filled me with much warmth.

"We must meet with your mother and Arwen to discuss preparations for the wedding, and make sure that our clothes are suitable. And then, we are free for the afternoon"

She nodded as she considered the plans.

"What do you want to do after lunch then?"

"I do not know. We shall see how the day progresses"

She grinned, a cheeky smile spreading as she bounded over to me, placing a small kiss on the tip of my nose. She stepped back and grabbed my hand, playfully pulling me along to the parlour where we would meet Katlin.

She was happy. The rift that I had felt forming between our souls had sealed itself. Making her mine once again. As I watched her sleep last night, I had felt a surge of possessiveness within me. She was mine.

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We arrived at the parlour and before I knew it, mum had ushered Legolas out of the room and told him to come back later.

Weddings here weren't anything like the ones back home, but Legolas had said that he wanted to honour my home, so he would do things a little differently. It didn't really matter to me, but it was a big deal to him, and mum come to think of it.

I sat down and watched as my mum and Eloria fussed about my dress, with Arwen giving her opinion every so often.

I had to admit, it really was gorgeous. It was a pale blue silk chosen by Legolas. It was corseted at the top, and then boned, just to make sure that my chest will fall out! But no…the top was tight, but it was embroidered with small leaf patterns that could only be distinguished from up close. The skirt was not straight but it was not full either. It fell just right. It too was silk, but over the top was voile of the same colour that shimmered every time I moved. I had nervously agreed to wear a dress that had no sleeves, a decision I was beginning to regret. But somewhere I believed Legolas' words. He wanted all of me even the not so pretty parts.

I wanted to be out of here. It was making me nervous. Goddess, if need be I'd even study with Erestor for a couple of hours.

But, despite all of my complaining things are going well. Legolas and I have already had the obligatory talk. You know the one about, arrangements and children and houses…stuff like that. All was going well until I stuck my foot in my mouth. I swear all I do is take one foot out to replace it with the other. I stupidly suggested that we move to Mirkwood. But Legolas being Legolas, said no. He doesn't think that I'm emm…well enough. I can see his point, I really can. But I feel awful for keeping him away from his family.

From my seat near the window I watched the three women flit about doing small alterations and chattering. I couldn't help but smile.

Eloria was beautiful, another blonde of course, she was tall, but shorter than her son. I was surprised to find that she had green eyes, they shone like emeralds in the sunlight. She wore her hair tied back in a single braid today while she was busy.

Legolas looked like his father, but he got his emotional side from his mother, she was a cheerful person who always said what you needed to hear, not necessarily what you want to hear. I had taken the time to speak to my soon to be family, and they weren't so bad. I didn't know what I had expected, but it was way better than I could have imagined. Thranduil was a little sterner than Elrond, and a little scarier. That had put me off at first, but when he smiled you felt like the entire room had lit up. Underneath his quiet demeanour was a cheerful and kind elf. You just had to get to know him.

"Lia" I was pulled out of my thoughts by my mum.

I rose from my seat and joined the three.

"Well what do you think?" Arwen asked me as she pulled a red curtain out of the way to reveal my finished dress.

They had altered it. They had added beading to the top and small jewels shone as the light caught them. A train had been made. Well, it wasn't a train really. It was a sort of long coat. It was the same blue silk, it had sleeves and was fitted around the sides and then swept back and glided to the floor, leaving a good metre or so of fabric to trail behind.

"We though that you might feel a little…umm, vulnerable. So we made this for you" Arwen said from her place next to me.

I was speechless. No words would come out of my mouth. I just stood then staring at it. My eyes swept over the women as they waited for my reaction.

"It's…uhhh…its…wow"

That was it! That was my big speech and thank you to them.

They just laughed and beamed at me before each hugging me.

"Oh, my little girls getting married"

Mum said, a little tearfully. Although she wasn't the only one, Eloria had tears in her eyes too.

"I don't know what to say. Except, thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me. Truly, thank you"

Eloria stepped forward and looked at me.

"Thalia. You have nothing to thank us for, we have done it because we love you. And you will look the part, the dress only needs one finishing touch"

I nodded as she took my hand and led me to the dress.

"That finishing touch…is you"

"Thank you"

I managed to say over my threatening tears. I would not cry. This was a time for celebrating and I was not going to cry. I had shed too many tears already.

I hadn't noticed that while I was busy talking to myself, they had ushered me out of the room.

Shaking my head I journeyed down the corriador. I wanted to see Adar, it seemed so long since I'd talked to him properly, and hopefully he wasn't busy.

I knocked gently on the door and waited for an answer. A smile made its way onto my face when I heard him tell me to come it.

He was sat in his chair doing paperwork, yet again.

"You know, all work and no play makes Glorfindel boring"

I said, mock condescendingly. He just raised and eyebrow at me before smiling.

"And what brings you here my dear daughter, has Legolas left you and you have no one to play with?"

I put my hands on my hips and stood straight.

"I'll have you know that Legolas, has not left me, he's in a fitting for his robes at the minute and I simply thought that I'd come and visit you as I haven't seen you in a while.

He laughed and made his way over to me. His arms went around and me and squeezed tightly.

"It is good to see you. We have not spent time much together have we? Although, I suppose that we should get used to the idea"

My heart sank at the idea of not being able to just knock on his door.

I walked over and joined him on the couch.

"So, how are you? No lies Thalia"

"I'm fine. Really, I am. We talked, it was my fault, it was my own insecurity and I let my mind run away with me"

"I am impressed. It takes a lot for you to admit that you were wrong does it not? You have changed so much, this is just another step towards your goal, and from what I have seen and heard, you are doing well"

I nodded, deep in thought.

"Legolas is concerned about you Thalia. He is concerned about your sudden mood swings and your sudden lack of confidence"

I turned around in my seat and faced the fire.

"I know. But what can I do? I've told him that I'll do my best, but that not good enough it is?"

"It is good enough for him. Why is different for you?"

"Because it just is"

I heard him sigh as he sat forward and pulled me to him.

"Nobody expects you to be somebody that you are not, but nobody wants you to hide your feelings either. All that we can ask is that you trust your heart and not your head"

I nodded against his chest. It sounds so simple coming from somebody else. I could do that. After all, at this rate, if I didn't, I'd lose my husband before I actually have him.

We sat in silence for a while, watching the fire and relaxing. After about half and hour we played chess. It was nice just to chill out. I hadn't done that in a long time.

Our conversation ranged from politics to love. I was trying to tell him that democracy was in fact, a really good thing. But of course, he disagreed with me, saying that men could not be trusted with a system of democracy. I had not met any humans yet, so I just had to take his word for it. We talked about moving and children, he was quite looking forward to the thought of one day having grand children. Then I spent a good hour quizzing him on his feelings for mum, subtly of course.

Eventually, the sun went down and we left for dinner.

While everybody else was eating, my head was filled with matchmaking plans, and I did not miss the stolen glance between the two of them. I had a feeling that all I would have to do was give them a little push in the right direction.