A/N: Here we go again! Woohoo!!!

Disclaimer: Everything is of the property of a genius named J.R.R. Tolkein, except the plot and some extra characters, that is... :D

Jealousy; Inside the Heart of an Elf

Chapter 3

'Ellaure' I said slightly as I opened the door of her chamber. Then I saw that she was slightly undressed. Her gown was not tied us at the back, showing her smooth complexion. 'Oh Legolas!' she said to me. 'Can you kindly tie up my gown?' she smiled. I went towards her. Of course it was no big deal to her for me fixing her up. We have done this several times.

But now, for me, it was different. The feelings I feel for her was overpowering my being. This was different. And if I do not do anything about it, I may loose myself. But I was too afraid to tell her. I can not understand it. I fight brave in wars, but when telling my feelings to the person I really love, it seems much harder. I do not understand why this is so. I walked slowly towards her and picked up the lace and started to criss- cross it in the gown. She was so beautiful, so delicate.

When I was finished, she turned her face around and smiled, 'Thank you, my prince' she laid down her auburn hair which had wild curls in the tips. Then I realized that she had blue jewels in her hair. She was most beautiful! 'Shall we go, my princess?' I said as I reached for her hand and walked to the night that seemed to last forever.

When the two of us walked in the pavilion, everybody cheered. But some of them, especially the male elves had their jaws dropped as they saw Ellaure with me. She is, for me, much beautiful than Evenstar for she was different. And it is within her that makes her stand out from the other. She has this light within her that glows brightly. And this made her shine. 'Well it seems that our warrior is here!' announced father as he saw us walk in, slightly hiding his glare at me. Everyone stood up and clapped for us. As Ellaure and I stood together in front of the table, she started to speak 'Thank you everyone for coming here to the welcoming of our warrior and my dearest best friend, Legolas Greenleaf. Now please sit down and enjoy the feast!' 'Llie tula mellonea, vasa ni yulna en mereth en amin.' I fell into my own tongue, telling everyone to sit down and enjoy the feast. Though I said it with much energy and happiness, I wasn't filled with much so. I just nodded as they clapped and greeted us one by one. Even everyone, I thought, said that we may be a great couple, a pair but there is a part of reality that tells me it can never be, and never will be.

I was standing up at one corner of the pavilion with Haldir, one of Galadriel's chieftains. We were chatting about what happened in Lothlorien when the fellowship and I left. 'But what happened to Galadriel when---'I was cut short when father stood up that made a deafening silence fall upon the guests.

'My dear friends, as a gift of Ellaure to Laiqualasse,' he paused as some of them gasped 'and to all of you, she will perform a piece of her own with her golden harp.'

I stood there, frozen for the moment. I don't know if it is the thought of Ellaure playing her harp in a feast because she was usually too shy or father, speaking my name in our mother tongue, Quenyan. Ellaure then walked towards the orchestra. She sat down with her harp set in front of her. Then she looked nervously at the guests, then to my father who gave a slight nod, then to me. Our eyes fixed in a gaze. Then she started strumming. It was soothing. Even if it somewhat sounded the sadness that lay inside her, it was beautiful. Sadness. She wasn't supposed to feel it, I think. She had everything she wanted, friends, dignity, pride, respect. She certainly has beauty as if she was in love... love; I have never asked her about who her heart desires. I hope it is my heart...

Haldir caught me gazing at her. He then said, 'She is most beautiful, my prince. She has the kindest heart and yet the fairest face I had ever seen. She surpasses Arwen's beauty. I hope that I could gain her love.'

I stood there, dumbstruck by the words that Haldir said. It was as if time was suddenly stopped. I faced him, my head throbbing of anger and... fear. The words he had said just repeated in my mind over and over again.

'This can not be.' I said in a harsh whisper as I looked down then to Ellaure who was still playing. 'I beg your pardon, my prince.' He said to me as he leaned to look at me straight in the face. 'I—I—' but the words won't come out. I had to stop him! I had to tell him. But... he may choose who he wants to love... I don't have the power to control him... but she is mine... My mind was racing... I didn't know what to say... 'I—I-- ...need a walk outside.' Was all I said. I went outside the pavilion and saw in the corner of my eye that Ellaure was shocked to see me walk out on her performance.

Then I just ran and ran. Feeling the cold wind hit my face. I couldn't stand it. I haven't even told Ellaure what I felt and now, I already have a competition in winning her heart. Then I ran towards the forest and slipped in it unnoticed. I went near the riverbank and to the boulder in where I usually sit. Ellaure... She was the only one in my mind and heart... I need to have her... I need her love...

My mind was really whirling. I didn't know what to do. I have to tell her but... I really don't know how. I certainly can not tell father, or else I might get beaten up again. He must not know yet... Argh! Why does he have to ruin my life? He always decides for me... speaks for me... acts for me... Why does he do this? Can't he see that I am suffering because of him...?

This is too much! First, I have to know how to tell her everything, second is that I have to win her heart and third, how am I suppose to defend my love to her for my father? This is too much! How can I do this all alone?

My father obviously wants me to marry some other girl who is not deserving of my love, only for two kingdoms to unite and become stronger. Why does he do this to me? He can not control love!

But every time I brawl with him, I end up being beaten up and not having it my way. I was frustrated. My mind was crowded with all these problems and emotions that I can not understand.

I was about to fall asleep leaning on the boulder when something shrugged in the left side of the forest where I was sitting. I quickly reached for my bow and arrow but didn't get them. I had forgotten to bring them when I went in the forest so I ducked behind the boulder. Then I heard little whimpers from behind the trees as the person walked closer. It seems that a person, or some sort of creature was struggling to run.

Then out of a tree, a figure appeared. It was a child of some sort, cloaked in silver I supposed for it was unmistakably small of height. But I wasn't sure, what if they were goblins with their deceiving plan or maybe a hobbit but it walked gracefully and lightly for neither a hobbit nor a goblin. It still tried to run into my direction, the cries getting louder. The figure suddenly fell, knee first, right in front of me. I had to catch the hooded figure, I had to, so I grabbed it by the shoulders and it gave a little gasp of terror. 'Shh... Stop crying.' I said as I tried to unhood the person. [a/n: sorry for the interruption but imagine this part in a slow motion, its cool!] It tried to back away as far as possible, heavy breathing to be heard by an enemy it made. It was then I saw a wisp of silvery white hair fall out of the cloak as it backed away from my reaching hand. 'I know this hair' I thought as I ran and grabbed the arm of that person. 'Wait!' I whispered as I tried to look deep into the shadow that was covering the face of this hooded figure. Then slowly, more trickles of tears slid downward onto my hand as I placed it in the person's chin. I slowly tilted the head and unhooded the cloak.

A/N: Dun dun dun dun! Who might be that "someone" in the cloak? hehehe! Suspense, isn't it? Please read and review!