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Angelhair1- *hugs back* I'm glad that my hard work pays off- people should know by now that my stories don't follow regular storylines- I have a few tricks up my sleeve yet.

Leggylover4ever- that's what I was aiming for- I didn't want to portray him as the stoic and perfect elf that we normally see- he's may be an elf but he feels too.

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Uhhh. . . . I have no name- sorry- didn't mean to freak you- and umm…hey you can't yell at me for putting four gorgeous elves in Thalia's bedroom, especially half naked ones- don't tell me you wouldn't approve!

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I had been rudely awakened a few hours before dawn by Arwen who, unlike me, was fully awake.

Not wanting to spoil her mood I got out of bed, reluctantly, and had a bath. Legolas was gone before I had even finished.

It was only then, as I stood starring at the empty spot on the bed where he should be, did I realise that I was getting married today.

To Legolas.

I felt sick.

"Thalia are you alright?"

Arwen came rushing into the bathroom as I sat over the toilet bowl, willing the contents of my stomach to stay where they were.

After reassuring her that I was just nervous, she let me up. And immediately began fussing with my hair and my face and my nails.

This was going to be a long few hours. I only hoped that Legolas was faring better than me.

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I hope Thalia is having a better time than me.

I was stood, wearing a high collared pale blue silk robe, while my father and Haldir made sure that it fit and looked as it should. My mind drifted to thoughts of my soon to be wife. She was so fragile when I first met her. She was a shy and secretive person who did not trust easily. She had intrigued me. She had been a puzzled that needed to be opened.

The young woman that I now held in my arms every night was strong and courageous. She was quick to speak her mind, intelligent and beautiful.

Slowly she was beginning to grasp the world around her. We had talked about living arrangements, I had been disheartened by her need to please me. She was willing to leave Imladris and her friends so that I would be happy. The truth is, is that she is not well enough, not yet. If she is pushed too far and too soon, she could end up worse than before and I was not willing to risk that.

I was snapped from my thoughts when my father placed my circlet on my head. It was not something that I liked. I hated it. It spoke volumes of presumptions. The image I presented was of a regal prince and nothing else. There was no life, just a hollow void.

Thalia would also have to wear one. I had had the smiths fashion one identical to mine. She was not a woman who wore much jewellery and she was not pleased when I had told her.

My heart jumped when I felt Thalia's presence within me. Today, the bond would be weaken and would only rekindle when our bodies were joined. The bond would then return, strong and unbreakable.

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Ok, so this was it. I had just spent the last few hours being poked and preened until my eyes were crossed. This better be the happiest day of my life cos I'm not going through that again.

I walked with my mum, Eloria and Arwen. I walked with them, but I felt alone. Something was missing. But at the same time, nothing felt wrong.

I looked gorgeous, thanks to Arwen of course. I had opted to wear the coat for now, I will take it off tonight for the ceremony.

I walked carefully down the stairs, keeping my eyes firmly on the steps in front of me. I heard Arwen gasp beside me and I looked up. Opposite me, on the others stair was Legolas, dressed in formal dress robes of the same fabric and colour as myself, the forest green sash around his waist representing his home. On his head lay a circlet identical to my own. His golden hair flowed around his shoulders and down his back. He looked so perfect. I had the urge to throw up. I refrained from looking him the eyes, I don't know why, I just suddenly felt very self conscious.

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I saw her before she saw me, she was beautiful, the bodice of the dress lifted her bosom and rounded each breast so much so that they threatened to fall out. Apparently, it was called a corset and was very popular where she came from, Katlin had designed the dress, with the help of my mother who had added the distinctly elvish design to it. The skirt flowed around her legs elegantly. The coat that had been added only served to enhance her curves. The collar of the coat was rounded around her shoulders, leaving them bare, the sleeves were tight around her arms, flaring out slightly at the cuffs. The coat traced the curves of her sides and then trailed down at the small of her back.

Her hair fell in soft curls around her face and down her back, the circlet of Mirkwood royalty sat regally on her brow, glinting in the sun.

She raised her eyes to meet mine, her calm expression was betrayed by the nervous look in her eyes. I smiled softly and she appeared to relax. Her blue eyes became brighter and softened slightly.

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The two made their way down the steps and joined each other on the small landing. Flowers lined the remaining steps, leading to the feast outside.

Legolas held out his hand palm up, inviting Thalia to walk with him. She allowed the protocol that she had been taught to take over her completely, she placed her hand on his and held her head high.

Together the two emerged from the house, standing tall and noble. The elves that had gathered smiled and bowed to the two as they made their way down the velvet carpet. Elrond stood waiting for them at the end of the fabric, dressed in robes of white and grey, his circlet placed on his head. Glorfindel and Katlin stood to the left side of Elrond, wearing white and blue silk robes. Thranduil and Eloria stood, also wearing white and blue, the only exception being the sash of green tied round Thranduil's waist and the green ribbons threaded through Eloria's sleeves where they were gathered.

They stood, watching the magnificent couple walk steadily towards them. Each one with smiles on their faces. Feelings of pride, sadness, anxiety, and love could be felt in the air.

They reached their families and stood beside Elrond,

"Friends, we are gathered here this day, to celebrate the joining of Legolas son of Thranduil and Thalia daughter of Glorfindel. This eve the joining of these two will cement and will forever seal itself, we are here to rejoice in that. Feast, for we celebrate the last hours of two individuals for tonight they become one"

Elrond watched the couple out of the corner of his eye and allowed his smile to widen when he saw then discretely grasp each others hands.

Cheers went up after the speech and almost immediately the two were bombarded by people congratulating them. The crowd dispersed and they were enveloped in a hug by the twins and Haldir.

Still entwined the five made their way to where their parents were sat, laughing as they went.

Many hugs and kisses and much laughter was shared over the afternoon. Everybody ate and drank and talked in the sunshine, into the darkness of the dusk. As the sun had set, lamps and small fires had been lit, making the colours and silky fabrics shine in the light.

As the time for the binding ceremony grew closer, Legolas could feel Thalia's nerves resurfacing. Her smile was slowly disappearing and was becoming forced.

As the mid night hour drew closer the gathering began to leave, wishing them the best of luck.

Those attending the private ceremony left for the small grove and left the couple alone for a moment.

They stood in silence, studying each other closely. Legolas took in her flushed face and wide eyes as she watched him. For the first time all day he had allowed him expression to be seen. His cool eyes now showed the devotion that he was ready to give to her.

He stepped forward and without words, enveloped her in his arms, reassuring her. She sighed heavily, and burrowed herself further into his arms.

She stepped back and cocked her head to the side.

"You look incredibly handsome this evening Mr Greenleaf" he laughed and picked her up, carrying her to the grove.

"And you look exceptionally beautiful my love"

She laughed and kissed his cheek softly.

They reached the edge of the grove and were met by Glorfindel and Thranduil, who looked extremely pleased at the sight of the couple, who both blushed lightly as they stood in front of their fathers. With one last kiss they stood beside their fathers and made their way over to Elrond. Who stood in the middle of a circle of candles. Trees surrounded them, making it a very cosy affair.

The four stood in front of Elrond who smiled and then began the ceremony.

"Lord Glorfindel of Gondolin, do you freely give you daughter to Legolas, Crowned Prince of Mirkwood?"

"I do", Glorfindel smiled and then stepped aside to join Katlin

"Thranduil, King of the woodland realm of Mirkwood, do you freely give your son to Thalia, lady of the house of Glorfindel?"

"I do", Thranduil then stepped aside to join his wife.

"You have been blessed. It is not often that a love such as yours is found. Your bond should be cherished and nurtured. Together, you can overcome the greatest of fears. You will learn to live and cherish each other, as well as any others that may join your family"

The couple kneeled and joined hands, palm to palm. Elrond produced a silver rope and wound it around their hands, whispering words in elvish that neither Legolas nor Thalia could catch. They were too busy watching each other.

A jolt ran through them, followed by intense warmth. Their bond had indeed returned, and it had returned as one, they were no longer individuals.    

They rose from the ground. A light surrounding them as it did all bound couples. They would now emit a soft, barely detectible, glow in the darkness.

Vows were not needed in an elven ceremony, marriage was enough of a vow, and two people would only bond if they truly loved each other.

"Within the hearts of these two people lies one of the most sacred of all emotions. The unconditional love that one can only gain through the trust, passion and devotion that a person gives towards their chosen partner. This bond cannot be broken, it is now forever etched into the writings of the elves and can never be undone. You are now, husband and wife, you belong to none but each other"

The ceremony was finished with a kiss between the two of them.

One by one they were embraced by their families and friends as they left.

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My knees went weak and if it wasn't for Legolas' arms around my waist I would have collapsed. He kissed me softly but demandingly, he was letting me know that I was his, very subtly of course, and I didn't really object.

My mum and adar hugged me tightly and kissed me before leaving, as did Thranduil and Eloria. As I watched them leave I was suddenly overcome by nervousness. It was ridiculous, I had nothing to be nervous about.

Legolas took my hand a led me to a parting in the tress where a large white tent had been set up. We went in and just stood looking at each other.

I stepped forward and kissed him tentatively, my hands running up his chest. He closed his eyes and took over. His hand slowly went round my waist and loosened the ties of my bodice. His fingers touching my skin slightly, lighting a fire in their wake. I opened my eyes and led him to the pile of silks and velvets on the floor that would serve as our bed for tonight.

I watched as his eyes began to change colour as his desire rose. I couldn't hide the feeling that he was awaking with his hands. He moaned slightly and his eyes closed as I buried my hands in his hair and massaged the tips of his sensitive ears occasionally. Carefully, I removed his circlet and laid it on the floor beside the bed, letting his hair free, he then did the same to me.

His hands slid down my waist, removing the ribbons of my top completely as I removed his sash and outer tunic.

We soon stood dressed in nothing but our thin under garments. He leant down and placed small butterfly kisses on my neck and my ears, sucking on my skin whenever he felt like it.

"Are you alright?"

He asked me huskily but tenderly.

"Hmm, fine" I no longer cared. My whole body was screaming for his touch. I could feel his desire through our bond and my passion was yet again taken to a new level. My mind was becoming hazy, but yet I could still feel every touch and every kiss so clearly that it almost pained me.

Without me realising, Legolas had removed my slip and had gotten rid of his own remaining clothing.

He was beautiful, his sculpted muscles and lithe body, he was a living Adonis, he was mine.

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Her eyes were veiled as I bent down and removed the last item of clothing from her body. She was beautiful. The curve of her hips and her rounded breasts, she was unlike any elven maiden. I had seen her without clothing before, but this was different. It made me happy to know that she was different. She was exceptional to anybody that I had met, and she was the most beautiful.

I lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. Her bare skin underneath mine was fuelling the spark within me and I wanted nothing more that to take her now. But I knew that she was untouched and I planned to make this night memorable.

She looked up at me, trust shining in her eyes. She tentatively explored my body and I waited. She seemed to gain more confidence by the minute and soon she too had allowed her passion to take control.

I turned her over and laid her on her back. My hands roamed her soft skin. Softly caressing her legs and stomach. She relaxed and I moved my hand to her thigh, I kissed her showing her my own need and she responded with just as much force.

The passion that followed was far more intense than anything I had ever felt before. She had met me with just as much love and passion. She had given herself to me, and I was privileged. Virginity was not something that elves considered when they married and normally the thought would not have crossed my mind. But I now understood why the Edain women remained untouched until their wedding night.

It made our joining something more. It was a sacrifice that should be cherished. She was now indeed mine.

Hours later, we lay together, exhausted. Sweat covered our bodies in a thin sheen. My body wanted nothing more than to rest but I wanted to spend this first night with my wife, awake. I wanted to treasure it. There would be many nights like this but my heart wished to treasure this one.

I lay my head on her breast listening to her heart beat steadily, my hand tracing small circles on her stomach as she ran her fingers through my hair lazily, seeming not to care about the cool night air. She did not feel the cold as she used to, but she felt it more than I.

No words had been exchanged between us since the ceremony. None were needed, our actions had spoken for themselves.  

She sighed and moved down the bed so that her face was level with mine. She wrapped her arms around me, and kissed my shoulder before laying her head in the crook of my neck. I in turn gathered her into my arms, more than willingly. I ran my fingers down her back and laughed silently as she shivered.

She placed one of her legs in the middle of mine, a gesture of comfort and safety which made me smile no matter what. The faith that she now automatically put in me evoked stronger feelings than I had ever experienced.

I drew back slightly and nipped on her ear lobe, my hand made its way to her breast and she moaned with pleasure. I felt her hands grip my shoulders in a desperate bid to contain herself. She new that it was my turn, and I would take my time pleasuring her. It gave me as much pleasure as it would if she was the giver.

She arched her back as she felt my arousal press into her stomach. She shifted her hips and I had to stop for a moment, her body had become extra sensitised and the lightest of touch could ignite flames within her.

I took in her appearance as my hand moved to her thigh. Her silver hair was becoming tangled and her eyes held an extremely seductive exhaustion. Her body shook as she quickly climaxed. Shuddering, she closed her eyes and laid still, her chest moving with every deep breath. A thin sheen of sweat had appeared on her skin once more. She looked at me through heavy lidded eyes and the most stunning smile gracing her face. She sat up and pulled me to her, crushing me to her almost desperately.

Once again I let of myself and allowed my emotions to take over.

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Little did they know that not only a bond was re-forged between them that night, but a life had been created, the product of a very arduous night and a love far stronger than most. The gift of Vana had been given, and would be received with much thanks and rejoicing. It was rare for an eleven woman to conceive on the night of her wedding, it was truly a gift.

But for now, they were content in their bliss and ecstasy, rejoicing in each other.