TROY RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ORLI IS SOOOO FIT!

Ahh, glad I got THAT out of my system…

Heehee, just had to add this chapter in!

By the way, I know there wasn't any dancing and merry-making at Helms Deep, but I'm calling this…authoristic license! If that word even exists…

I went to London on Saturday and saw Chitty Chitty Bang Bang on stage! It was absolutely amazing. And I went shopping. All my money kinda went down the drain…

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Ah hem…

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Hunt me down? gulps and hides behind Leggy and Hally I guess you would. But there's no need, cos they're alive! Yay! Thanks for reviewing.

Chapter 8: Dancing and Loving.

"I told you! I knew that at least one of you would get hurt! But oh no, you wouldn't listen to me!"

"My Lady, if you would just let me explain…"

"No, my Lord! You said, that if you got hurt, I could sneer! And sneer I will!"

Legolas couldn't help laughing. "Oh Lady Éowyn, you are so funny sometimes."

Éowyn gaped at the Prince. "Funny? Thanks very much," she added dryly. 

"My pleasure."

"So, what happened exactly?" They were walking along the Wall together, discussing the battle. When Éowyn had found out that Legolas had been hurt, she had been extremely worried. Even more so when she found out how he was injured. When he had collapsed in the hall, she had been confused at to what was wrong. He had had no visible wounds that she could see. And who was this Haldir?

Then Aragorn had told her more. What was wrong with Legolas, and why he had collapsed? He had not, however, told her that Legolas and Haldir were together. That was up to the Prince.

"My Lady, what do you think of…males being together?" he asked as they walked.

"As in lovers? I do not have a problem with it. Why do you ask?" They came to the edge of the Wall and leant on it, looking out over the landscape.

"What would you say if I told you I had a male partner?"

"I would be happy for you of course. Why, do you?"

He smiled a secretive smile.

"You do! Ooh, who is it? Tell me, tell me!"

He looked at her and laughed softly. "My Lady, it is not that big a thing."

"It is! I really am happy for you. When we talked in Edoras, you seemed so…lonely and secluded from everyone else. I had no idea you had a lover. Come on, who is it?" 

"Haldir."

"I thought so. I have not seen him yet. What does he look like?"

"Beautiful."

"Well obviously you would say that! What colour is his hair?"
"Silver. And he has deep grey eyes. On the outside, he seems so…cold. So stern, but inside, he has a warm heart, that would love you till the end of the world. When he smiles, you feel as if you are going to melt. His voice is so calm, so…seductive. He has a strong mind, a strong heart, and would die for me. He almost did."

"As you did for him," she said in a soft voice.

"Aye, I did. And I would, without a doubt. He means more than anything else in the world to me. If I had lost him…" His voice trailed off, and he looked down.

She took his hand in hers. "But you didn't," she told him tenderly. "You were strong, and you held on. For him. And he held on for you. There was no way he was going to let you die, and I saw for myself how willing you were to give up your own life for him."  

He looked at her. "Your hands are cold," he whispered, taking her other hand.

"Not really," she disagreed. "It's just the wind."

"Come, back inside. I do not wish for you to fall ill now." They walked back inside together.

Later that night, Éowyn kept an eye out for Legolas. She wanted to see this Haldir. The Men would be leaving for Isengard tomorrow, and Legolas with them. Haldir however, would return to Lothlórien with the Elves that remained.

Everyone was eating and drinking merrily, celebrating their victory at Helms Deep. But there was also a sombre mood, for all the people who had fallen. Speeches had been made - speeches of farewell, of victory, and of hope. There had been a minute's silence, in honour of the dead.

It was whilst Éowyn was dancing with her brother that she first spotted Legolas. She caught his eye and smiled. He smiled back. Then Éomer had spun her away again.

Once the music was over, she made her way to where she had seen him. He was still there, waiting for her it seemed. "Evening my Lady," he said graciously, inclining his head. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Yes, thank you my Lord," she replied, curtseying a little. "And you?"

"I am here for appearances only. I shall not stay long."

"Oh, why not?"

"It is not really my scene, you have to admit."

"Well, you must dance with me."

"I don't think so."

"No really, you must. I am going to find Lord Aragorn as well, and make sure he dances with me too."

"I seriously doubt that you will get both me and him to dance. I am not in the mood."

"Tough."

Before he had chance to argue, she took his hand and pulled him onto the dancefloor. Taking him into her arms, she grinned up at him. "I'll lead if you wish."

"I can't believe I'm doing this…"

"Don't worry, it'll be a piece of cake." The music was at a medium speed, and she spun him gently round, weaving carefully in and out of the other dancers.

As the music progressed, he took charge a little more. "Let me show you how we Elves dance," he whispered in her ear as he drew her close. She just nodded, and let him continue.

Spinning her round under his arm, he pulled her in again, then released her just as quickly. The music was speeding up, and all the people at the sidelines were clapping and stamping in time.

Legolas and Éowyn spun round together really fast as the music's speed increased, and stopped as it came to a dramatic halt. He was leaning down over her a little, supporting her with his arms.

Silence. Then it started again, much slower. Many eyes were fixed on the pair in the centre of the hall, the Elf and Lady dancing together, a strange partnering, but one that seemed to mix so well. They didn't seem to be talking, just concentrating on the dancing, the flowing language of the music. There was nothing and no one else around them. They were lost together in their own little world, dancing to the music.

Aragorn could see his friends dancing together, and smiled. They both needed cheering up. Perhaps this would help. They could forget about the woes and worries of the world. They could enjoy tonight, before it all began again tomorrow.

The music came to a slow stop, and all the couples stopped with it. Clapping erupted all round and Legolas brushed his lips over Éowyns' hand.

"Hannon lle," he whispered, then disappeared, melting away into the crowd. 

She smiled at his retreating back. That dance had been an experience, one she would never forget. She glimpsed Aragorn through the crowd, and made her way over to her.

"You seemed to enjoy that Legolas."

Legolas smiled and turned to face Haldir. "It was enjoyable, yes. But I would rather it was you that I was dancing with out there."

"Just imagine the looks we would get. Two male Elves dancing together? That can't be right!" They laughed.

"Well I wouldn't care," Legolas said softly, slipping his hand into Haldirs'. "Come, we have all night. We will not be missed."

"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I have already told Lady Éowyn I will not be staying." He led Haldir away, out of the main hall, and down the now empty corridors.

Helms Deep still held that foreboding feeling of death and destruction. It was still a mess; carts and belongings chucked everywhere. But there were now no dead bodies. They had all been cleared away straight away, as soon as the battle was over and the Sun had risen high enough for the men to see what they were doing.

Legolas took Haldir to the sleeping quarters. He had a room all to himself, and it was here that he led the other Elf. They went in, shut the door and Haldir found himself pinned back against it, with Legolas' lips on his.

"Oh, melamin, I have missed you so much," Legolas whispered hoarsely as they paused for breath.

"And I you," Haldir replied, bringing a hand up to stroke Legolas' cheek softly. Legolas leant into his touch, and they slowly made their way back towards the bed.

The rest of the night was just a whirlwind of passion and excitement.

Ooh, naughty Elves! Well, they have been apart for ages, and just come back from the brink of death. They had to have a bit of fun at some point!

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Next chappie coming soon!

Lainfaer