Dearest Elanor.
I hope that you take your time to read this, and do not throw it away like you do my words. I cannot think of the words to say. I am such a fool to think that I could take a chance with you. What I said is true, you are too scared to think about what others feel. You are confused within yourself; I see it every time I look at you. I miss talking to you; miss your laughter and jokes. I miss your company, Elanor; your presence is missing from my heart. When we leave, please talk to me, do not brush me aside. I meant no harm to you, your feelings or pride when I asked you how you felt about me; believe me when I say that. I just needed to know, and maybe you will find out why, but you will not if you continue in the manner you have portrayed for the last two months. Meet me outside in the terrace at sunrise if you wish to talk. I will be waiting to hear your answer.

Legolas.

I read the letter again, smiling through the tears that threatened to fall. I looked out at the sky; it was just starting to change. I quickly pulled on my black leggings and blue tunic that I would wear for the journey and the boots. I walked quietly through the dark corridors, almost feeling my way towards the terrace. I silently pushed open the door, looking for him. I could see his faint silhouette standing by the wall, and I took a deep breath before stepping out.

"I did not think you would come." He didn't turn around.

"Shows how much you know." I joked, trying to stop the uncomfortable silence.

"I know..." I stood next to him, looking out over Rivendell.

"It is beautiful..." I said in awe.

"It certainly is." He said quietly, and I looked at him smiling.

"I'm sorry." We both said at the same time, and I giggled.

"Great minds think alike." I said to him, then on impulse I wrapped my arms around him.

"Elanor, I am sorry with all my heart." He said into my hair.

"I know, Legolas. I am too stubborn and headstrong for my own good sometimes." He laughed

"As am I, Elanor. It is one of the reasons I agreed to this quest. Foolish Dwarf, doubting elves..." he shook his head.

"Ugh... I am not looking forward to this at all. I fear for Frodo, I sense Boromir will try to take the ring, I sense that weakness in him."

"And what do you sense of me?" he asked.

"I sense a strong spirit, always there to help others, even if it means sacrificing himself. A warm heart and a caring mind." I said softly.

"And of you I sense a warm, understanding, loving person, hiding behind sarcasm and jokes. I have seen the person inside, and she is beautiful." he smiled down on me.

"You really think that? I'm beginning to feel VERY uncomfortable." I said shakily, but he just held me tighter.

"Then forget it, and relax." I tried it, and I felt his soul touch my heart, warming it. I leaned into his shoulder, smiling.

"You know, you're not such a bad elf, Legolas. I was wrong to think differently. You are almost exactly like me." I sighed into his shirt.

"You seem to have many of the qualities others have described in me. You are a kindred spirit."

I laughed. "You believe in all that?"

"You do not? What do you believe?" He asked, stepping back from me, grinning.

I was feeling so alive and free with him, I knew we were on the same level of thinking and feeling.

"I believe I want to know what you feel about me." I said, putting my hands on my hips, looking at him expectantly.

He smiled warmly at me. "I was wishing you would ask..." He placed one of my hands to his heart. It was beating quickly, and I felt an overwhelming sense of caring...and something else.

"You care for me, but there is another feeling. What is it?"

He gave me a strange look. "You shall know in time. But now, l leave you with this..." He gave me the softest of kisses, a gentle caress of his lips on my own.

"I will see you at breakfast, my golden flower." He said quietly, trying to release hand. I stopped him.

"Legolas..."

I pulled his head down to kiss him more deeply, and for longer, letting his hands wrap around my waist to pull me closer. I wove my hands into his hair to keep him close as he kissed back running his tongue across my bottom lip, making me shiver in pleasure. I returned the favour and he opened to me so I could kiss him fully. One of Legolas's hands was drawing lazy circles at the base of my back, while the other had made its way down my leggings so it was resting on my backside. My heart was racing, it was breathtaking. My first real kiss with anyone was with the most handsome and amazing elf that felt for me possibly what I did for him He drew away, giving me a shaky smile. His lips were swollen, his eyes bight and twinkling.

"If I had known forgiving you would have lead to this, I would have done it sooner! That was the best first kiss anyone could ask for." I laughed, trying to get my breathing back to its usual pace.

"Definitely..." we both laughed, kissing again.

"Oh, Aragorn is going to be extremely tedious. He will never let us live it down... best not to tell anyone"

"That is what I thought. One day we are about to kill each other, the next..." I smiled, and then brought his head down again. Our kiss had just become interesting when Legolas pulled away, blushing.

"Legolas, What..." I turned around, and saw Arwen gaping. She recovered and ran up, hugging us both.

"I am so happy for you both!" Arwen said to us,

"Arwen, please do not tell anyone. We do not wish for anyone to find out, we don't know where this relationship is going to go." I said to her, and she smiled, nodding.

"I understand. I have never seen Legolas kiss anyone before. How long have I known you? We have grown up together. I know for a fact that he has never fallen in love." I gave Arwen an evil glare.

"And? That was the first time I have ever kissed anyone!" I giggled, then realised what I had said. "I just keep digging myself into a deeper hole, don't i?" I joked, resting my head on Legolas's chest.

"Ok, we are going to go. Breakfast is lambas bread, here." She threw a small bag at us; Legolas caught it and placed it on the wall, before returning his hands to my waist. "You leave at noon, do not be late." Arwen left, closing the glass door behind her.

"Peace at last..." I murmured before I began kissing him again. I closed my eyes, as did Legolas. Our kisses were more demanding, and I felt one of his warm hands slip into my trousers, and I, deciding it was a good idea, did the same, feeling his bake skin against my hand. I ran my free hand over his face, exploring the curves. Slowly, I ran my fingers over his ear, and he moaned, pulling me closer still. Ah...Sensitive, are we? I thought, and continued running my fingers up and down lightly, making him plunge his tongue deeper into my mouth, kissing me deeper and harder, demanding to conquer me. I battled back, gasping slightly as his hand crept under my tunic,and pushed him away a little. So we're playing dirty, are we, Legolas? Fine then. I ran my fingers over his ear a little more firmly, and Legolas groaned, letting his hand roam over my breasts, making my breath catch in my throat, and i pushed his hands down. I felt Legolas smile against my lips, and withdrew his hand, sliding it next to his other in my trousers. Our kissing lightened off until it was quick pecks. I rested my head on his shoulder, sighing.

"Is it allowed for a human to fall in love with an elf?" I asked quietly.

"It is discouraged, because as a human, you would die whilst I would live on, or die from heartache. But, sometimes it happens, like with Arwen and Aragorn. And you know something?"

"What?" I said, raising my head to look at him, his beautiful blue eyes.

"I'm falling in love with you." He stated simply.

I stared, wide eyed for a second, before throwing my arms around his neck, holding him to me.

"I can safely say that the feeling is mutual!" I laughed, pressing my lips to his lightly. We stayed on the terrace, talking and laughing and kissing until we parted to finish packing. I waltzed down the corridors, spinning and giggling at noting in particular. I opened the door to my room, and finished preparing myself, which meant changing my top half to a white long sleeved under tunic and a shorter split tunic that was royal blue. I got out my armguards and put them on, and fastened my weapons to me. I folded up Legolas's letter and put it in the pouch that contained my feminine products and underwear for the time I needed it. I spent about an hour putting my hair into lots of small braids to keep it out of the way. I tied it all up, and checked my reflection before meeting the others outside by the gates.

"Ah, I see you decided to join us." Elrond said, and I nodded, smiling. "You can say your final goodbyes."

"Yes, My lord." I gave Legolas a quick wink, and he smiled back. I wandered over casually to Legolas, grasping his hand. Suddenly I was scared, scared of loosing him, scared of everything.

"I'm scared, Legolas." He brought our joined hands to his lips and kissed my fingers lightly.

"Do not be afraid, I am here." I nodded, and dragged him over to Arwen, who looked like she was about to cry.

"Arwen!" I called out to her, and she flung her Arms around me and Legolas, hugging us.

"Stay safe, my friend. And you, cousin." She whispered fiercely.

"We will." I smiled at her. When we walked away, I swore I heard her say to Aragorn 'watch Legolas and Elanor, you might learn something interesting.' But I ignored it.

Elrond cleared his throat, looking at the fellowship. "Mithrandir, take the safest road. I bid you farewell." And with that we began the long journey that would take us to Mordor.

3 days into our journey and Legolas and I had not been able to get anywhere private. The opportunity arose when we were sat on lots of rocks having lunch. The sun was warm, but not too hot. Legolas was wandering around one cluster of rocks.

Legolas waved me to him. "come." He said quietly, pulling me behind one of the rocks that opened up into a small enclosed area. As soon as we were out of view, he wrapped his arms around me and pushed me against the grey stone, crushing his lips to mine. I let the kiss deepen, opening my mouth as his tongue ran over my own. I dug one hand into his hair, but let the other trace the edge of his ear, making him moan. His tongue pushed further into my mouth and I pushed back until I was in his. I nibbled on his lip before kissing again, and I put my free hand into his leggings where it rested on his smooth skin. I slowly ran my hand over his backside, and I giggled as he flipped me around so he was against the rock and had full access to me. I pulled my hand from his leggings to underneath his tunic, where I rested it. One of Legolas's own hands slid down my own leggings and used it to pull me closer, fondling. I smiled into the kiss and leaned on him fully, until I was flipped again. He nuzzled at m neck, kissing and nipping and sucking. He kissed along my jaw before returning to my mouth. I wrapped both my arms around his neck, and he kept both his hands down my trousers. Our kissing became less frenzied and became long, loving kisses.

"We are way too obvious, you know that?" I said quietly.

"No-one has said anything yet, My Flower." He smiled down at me, dropping a kiss on my lips.

"About that. Why do you call me my flower, or Golden Flower?" he twisted so I was resting on him.

"Your name is Elvish. It is a small Golden flower." I sighed, nodding.

"Oh." I smiled up at him, my breathing back to normal. "We should go back to the others you know."

"One last kiss?" he asked, and captured my lips with his. We drew away, checking each other was presentable.

"You go out first, I will join you soon." He said. I gave him a last quick peck, and walked out to join the rest. I sat next to Aragorn. "What are they doing?" I asked as I watched Boromir and the hobbits fighting.

"They are practicing swordplay. Boromir really isn't having any luck" He said, and took a puff from his pipe.

"Oh...I'm going to join in." I jumped down and grabbed my sword. I ran up to them. "Are you teaching 12 Basic?" I asked. Boromir looked confused.

"What are you talking about, my lady?" one of the hobbits asked. I bent down to face him.

"Where I come from, we have a pattern called the 12 basic strikes. It's really easy. Boromir, you probably do know it, you just forgot. It is very basic."

I stood. "Now, you two. Copy what I do. 1, a slash from your right shoulder. 2, from that position to the other side. 3 from that position to your left shoulder.4 slash to your waist. 5 thrust low. 6 thrust high. Have you got that?" I asked they nodded. "Good. Show us, then!" I said. After a few tries they had it perfect. "Boromir, get them to change them about. Shout out the numbers they have to do, mix them up.

I walked and sat next to Aragorn again.

"Two, one, five. Good! Very good." He said.

"Move your feet!" Aragorn called down to them. I noticed that Legolas was stood on some of the rocs near us, and I caught a view of his Backside. Mmmmm...

"You look good, Pippin!" merry said to the other hobbit.

"Thanks!" pip said, grinning.

"Faster!" Boromir shouted to them, and they continued.

Gandalf and the Dwarf seemed to be having an argument about going through the mines of Moria. I joined Legolas on the rock he was stood on, looking out over the land.

Boromir was now fighting with the two hobbits. He had hit one of them, and they had decided swords were no use.

"Ahh!" the hobbit cried.

"Sorry!" Boromir said laughing.

"GET HIM!" they both let out war cries and attacked him. I laughed and leaned on Legolas, not really caring if anyone saw. Neither did Legolas, as he put his arm around me, keeping me steady. I heard a faint cry.

"You've got my arm, you've got my arm!" But I wasn't paying attention. There was something wrong, something black, moving fast against the wind.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Nothing. Just a wisp of cloud." Gimli said, loudly.

Boromir said what I had previously thought. "It's moving fast, against the wind."

Legolas had spotted what it was. "Crebain from Duneland!" he cried and clutched me tightly to him, jumping down and grabbing our stuff. He pulled us both under a bush as the others put out the fire and hid themselves. I was shaking, and hid my face in Legolas's chest. He kissed my forehead lightly and wrapped his and held me close. I cringed as the huge black birds squawked above us, hunting.

When they were out of sight, we came out. I took a steady deep breath, but never let go of Legolas.

"It is okay, My Flower, they are gone. Hush, I am here..." He wrapped his arms around me.

"Thank the Valar for that. I am staying close to you." I whispered to him.

"Will that not be suspicious?" He joked. I shook my head.

"I don't care anymore. I was crazy to come on this journey." I said.

"I know, melamin, I know..."

"Melamin? What's that mean?" I sniffed. He smiled down on me.

"You shall see in time." He answered mysteriously.

"Fine then, I shall have to punish you." His eyebrows rose.

"Really. How?" I grinned.

"I'll tell you when I've thought about it." He stuck his tongue out at me.

"Oh, that was mature. Aren't you meant to be the worldly and wise elf?" he grinned.

"One cane be immature sometimes, cant they?" he asked me. I nodded at him, still in his arms.

Gandalf was looking around. "Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras."