Three years past swiftly and not one day did Legolas, Kläre spend out of each others company. But sadly the time came for Eoaina to return home. Eoaina had made such an impression on the inhabitants of the Mirkwood that a great feast was to be held in her honour. Legolas had had two beautiful dresses made, one for Eoiana and the other for Kläre. Eoaina's dress was a deep midnight blue, to match her eyes. For Kläre he had chosen a stunning deep crimson gown, fit for a queen, with intricate patterns entwining the sleeves. Two hours before the feast Kläre came to eoaina's room to help her get ready, for eoaina would let none save Kläre and Legolas touch her hair, she did not trust anyone else. Kläre helped her into her dress then pulled half her hair back into an elegant silver clip. Finally she set a circlet of silver on her head, a request from the prince. Kläre bid her farewell then hurried home to get ready for the feast. Eoaina preoccupied her self for the remaining time then Legolas came to get her. They walked swiftly down the corridor that led to the feast hall, they stopped at the doors, for they were closed. Legolas softly knock on the door to announce their arrival. Eoaina could hear through the doors the call of a trumpet and a clear voice calling, "I present to you Prince Legolas and Lady Eoaina Littleheart." The doors opened and they stepped inside. They made their way to the high table, Legolas took his place next to his father and Eoaina next to him. The trumpets sounded again and the hall fell silent, the herald cried, "I present to you the esteemed officer Glingol and his daughter Kläre Elestirnë." A golden haired elf stepped through the door followed closely by Kläre, her auburn hair had been piled atop her head. They walked gracefully towards the high table; Glingol was a high ranking officer in the King's army and was distantly related to Lord Elrond, this earned him a place at the King's table, Kläre too. Eoaina was glad to see Kläre, who sat directly across from her, "Good evening Littleheart."

"Kläre, I am happy to see you." During dinner Legolas and his father immersed themselves in convocation with Glingol, leaving Eoaina and Kläre to talk. "Are you enjoying the feast Littleheart?"

"Yes very much, I haven't been to very many." Before too long the musicians started and everywhere people were getting up to dance. "Littleheart, may I have the first dance?" Legolas asked,

"Of course Legolas" she said and took his hand. Eoaina enjoyed dancing with Legolas but all too soon the song ended and the King approached them, "Littleheart, may I have the next dance?" he asked, Eoaina nodded and took his hand. Legolas and Kläre were now dancing. After her dance with the King she was approached by an elfling about her age. He asked her to dance and she accepted. When the feast ended at midnight Eoiana had dance with almost every male elfling in the Mirkwood. Too tired to walk Legolas carried her to her room and she fell asleep right away.