A/N: This chapter will be fluffy. : ) I'm editing this in a hotel room in
Panama City, people! Have mercy on me! And don't even get me started on the
beach rant... mutters under breath Muahahahahahahahahahha! My beach rant is-
crab pinches author's big toe said in squeak superior to yours.
Legolas lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts of Maqueden were racing through his head. He was, to put it bluntly, scared out of his wits. For Elenna, of course. He didn't know what would become of her or Astoldominien should the elf not remember who she was. Legolas knew Elenna knew it would take time for Astoldominien to remember her... But he also knew that if it took too long, Elenna would lose hope. Hope was not something she needed to lose at this particular moment in time.
Legolas sighed and rolled over onto his stomach, burying his face into his pillow. Thoughts were racing through his head... So fast he barely had time to recognize what he was thinking before another thought took its place... And there were so many he didn't know what to do! With a sigh, he walked out his door and down the hall, until he came to a door that led him outside. When he stepped out, the summer breeze brushed against his face and he sighed again, mistaking the figure already outside for another of Gondor's many guards and walking past it.
The person spoke to him in a quiet voice. "Couldn't sleep?"
It was Maqueden. Legolas smiled. "No." He whispered. "Too much to think about... Too much to do... Gods... I'm worried, Maqueden."
"About what? Elenna will be fine."
"How do you know? What if Astoldominien doesn't remember her fast enough and she loses hope? What if she dies? What will you do? What if you die? What will I do? What will-"
Maqueden kissed him soundly on the mouth, effectively stopping all flow of words. Legolas stiffened in surprise, then slowly relaxed and leaned into the kiss. Maqueden drew away slowly. "Like I said... She'll be fine." She murmured as she kissed him again, more gently this time. "He remembers me." She added in an undertone as Legolas kissed her softly, his hands wrapping themselves around her waist.
"Oh really?" He asked, his forehead resting on hers, his voice deep and husky.
"Really." Maqueden breathed as Legolas kissed her again, pulling her closer to himself and drawing away when his need to breathe kicked in. Just as the two leaned in for another kiss, a loud cough made them spring apart.
Kyriana stood in the doorway, eyeing the two rather confusedly.
"How long were you there?" Maqueden asked, very interested in everything in the room but at Kyriana.
"A few minutes." Kyriana lied. She had been there much more than a few minutes.
"Look... I don't..." Legolas began, but he soon found that he couldn't go on.
"Want to marry me?" Kyriana asked, grinning when Legolas nodded. "That's all fine and dandy with me... I don't like you either. I mean, I do... But not in that way." She turned to Maqueden. "I asked you twice if you liked him and you told me no!"
"Right, what could I say? 'I'm sorry Kyriana, but I'm in love with your fiancée...' What would you have said?"
"Probably that I don't mind and I'm very happy for the two of you. Why'd you hide it from me?" Kyriana was obviously hurt.
"Does it look like I wanted to hide it? What happens if someone let something slip to my father? He'd kill, mutilate, or otherwise maim me! And Maqueden! And the messenger!" Legolas cried, trying to defend himself.
"Is that so bad?"
"When you're the ruler of a country it is." Legolas sighed. "Look, the point is, we didn't want to hide this from you. So... forgive me?" He finished lamely.
"Please?" Maqueden asked, suddenly very conscious of how close to Legolas she sat and scooting away.
Kyriana smiled. "I forgive you." She sighed. "So how do you plan to keep this from your father again?"
THE NEXT MORNING
The next morning, Elenna jumped out of bed and raced to Astoldominien's room. He was already awake and standing outside the door, looking around rather confusedly.
"Lose something?" Elenna asked, stopping to help him look for whatever was missing.
"No. I can't... ah... I can't remember my way to the dining room." He admitted sheepishly. "I mean... I should, I've been here for more than a week..."
"Come on then, follow me. That's where I'm headed." Elenna took his arm and led him down the hall.
After breakfast, the two took a walk outside. Elenna talked of life in Mirkwood and of Maqueden, in whom Astoldominien had a sudden interest. After Elenna mentioned that Maqueden was taken, by Legolas, Astoldominien smiled. "I'm not talking about her because I'm interested in her... I'm talking about her because I actually remember her." Elenna smiled at this comment and listened as Astoldominien continued. "The other girl with you... Kyriana something or other. Should I remember her as well?"
"No. Kyriana is Legolas's fiancé. She's new to Mirkwood... You wouldn't know her." Elenna explained, wondering if Astoldominien would catch the fact that Kyriana was Legolas's fiancée, but Maqueden was his lover... and he did.
"But I thought you said he was in love with Maqueden." Astoldominien muttered, looking very confused.
"It's complicated." Elenna said quietly. "Legolas was forced into a marriage with Kyriana by his father. Legolas doesn't like Kyriana and Kyriana doesn't like Legolas, so Legolas fell in love with Maqueden. But Kyriana doesn't actually know this, so don't tell her, please." Elenna pleaded.
"Relax. I won't tell her."
There was a thick silence for a moment, before Elenna broke it by asking, "Do you remember anything from before you fell?"
"I remember falling out of that window. I'm starting to remember bits and pieces of other things, all of which involve Maqueden. Like that one time we were out on the lake and she was waving a fish in front of my face... and I fell out of the boat..." He laughed. "Honestly, I don't remember much, only a memory here and there. Nothing much." "Do you remember me at all?"
Astoldominien sighed. "No." He whispered. "I don't."
His words struck Elenna like a knife. Hiding her pain, she stayed silent for a minute. She had known he wasn't going to remember her... But hearing him say it made the pain ten times worse. Instead of saying anything, she nodded.
"You all right?"
"I'm fine." She said softly. "It's nothing."
"How long are you staying?"
"A few weeks. Legolas is getting married in a few months, so we need to go back and plan for that."
"Right."
There was silence, and for a moment, both seemed content to listen to it. Suddenly, Elenna spoke, startling Astoldominien. "What can I do to make you remember me?"
A/N: Here it is!!!!!! Ok, this was half written when I sent it to my cousin to finish it, and she's in Panama City working on it right now. sigh they never take me with them... thinks to self Oh well.
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AND FINALLY... Lorski and Emski...
sigh you two have waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much time on your hands. And Lorksi... No, I didn't know Gandalf left... I mean, I did... but I it for the plot, okay?!!!?!?!?!?!?!
Emski- what have I told you about taking Aragorn's sword? Or Aragorn himself? sigh they never listen. shakes head and walks away shouts over shoulder LEAVE ARAGORN ALONE!!!!!!!!
Oh yeah... You two come up with the strangest names... Lorksi nicknamed me Tater! Does that TELL you anything?!
Legolas lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts of Maqueden were racing through his head. He was, to put it bluntly, scared out of his wits. For Elenna, of course. He didn't know what would become of her or Astoldominien should the elf not remember who she was. Legolas knew Elenna knew it would take time for Astoldominien to remember her... But he also knew that if it took too long, Elenna would lose hope. Hope was not something she needed to lose at this particular moment in time.
Legolas sighed and rolled over onto his stomach, burying his face into his pillow. Thoughts were racing through his head... So fast he barely had time to recognize what he was thinking before another thought took its place... And there were so many he didn't know what to do! With a sigh, he walked out his door and down the hall, until he came to a door that led him outside. When he stepped out, the summer breeze brushed against his face and he sighed again, mistaking the figure already outside for another of Gondor's many guards and walking past it.
The person spoke to him in a quiet voice. "Couldn't sleep?"
It was Maqueden. Legolas smiled. "No." He whispered. "Too much to think about... Too much to do... Gods... I'm worried, Maqueden."
"About what? Elenna will be fine."
"How do you know? What if Astoldominien doesn't remember her fast enough and she loses hope? What if she dies? What will you do? What if you die? What will I do? What will-"
Maqueden kissed him soundly on the mouth, effectively stopping all flow of words. Legolas stiffened in surprise, then slowly relaxed and leaned into the kiss. Maqueden drew away slowly. "Like I said... She'll be fine." She murmured as she kissed him again, more gently this time. "He remembers me." She added in an undertone as Legolas kissed her softly, his hands wrapping themselves around her waist.
"Oh really?" He asked, his forehead resting on hers, his voice deep and husky.
"Really." Maqueden breathed as Legolas kissed her again, pulling her closer to himself and drawing away when his need to breathe kicked in. Just as the two leaned in for another kiss, a loud cough made them spring apart.
Kyriana stood in the doorway, eyeing the two rather confusedly.
"How long were you there?" Maqueden asked, very interested in everything in the room but at Kyriana.
"A few minutes." Kyriana lied. She had been there much more than a few minutes.
"Look... I don't..." Legolas began, but he soon found that he couldn't go on.
"Want to marry me?" Kyriana asked, grinning when Legolas nodded. "That's all fine and dandy with me... I don't like you either. I mean, I do... But not in that way." She turned to Maqueden. "I asked you twice if you liked him and you told me no!"
"Right, what could I say? 'I'm sorry Kyriana, but I'm in love with your fiancée...' What would you have said?"
"Probably that I don't mind and I'm very happy for the two of you. Why'd you hide it from me?" Kyriana was obviously hurt.
"Does it look like I wanted to hide it? What happens if someone let something slip to my father? He'd kill, mutilate, or otherwise maim me! And Maqueden! And the messenger!" Legolas cried, trying to defend himself.
"Is that so bad?"
"When you're the ruler of a country it is." Legolas sighed. "Look, the point is, we didn't want to hide this from you. So... forgive me?" He finished lamely.
"Please?" Maqueden asked, suddenly very conscious of how close to Legolas she sat and scooting away.
Kyriana smiled. "I forgive you." She sighed. "So how do you plan to keep this from your father again?"
THE NEXT MORNING
The next morning, Elenna jumped out of bed and raced to Astoldominien's room. He was already awake and standing outside the door, looking around rather confusedly.
"Lose something?" Elenna asked, stopping to help him look for whatever was missing.
"No. I can't... ah... I can't remember my way to the dining room." He admitted sheepishly. "I mean... I should, I've been here for more than a week..."
"Come on then, follow me. That's where I'm headed." Elenna took his arm and led him down the hall.
After breakfast, the two took a walk outside. Elenna talked of life in Mirkwood and of Maqueden, in whom Astoldominien had a sudden interest. After Elenna mentioned that Maqueden was taken, by Legolas, Astoldominien smiled. "I'm not talking about her because I'm interested in her... I'm talking about her because I actually remember her." Elenna smiled at this comment and listened as Astoldominien continued. "The other girl with you... Kyriana something or other. Should I remember her as well?"
"No. Kyriana is Legolas's fiancé. She's new to Mirkwood... You wouldn't know her." Elenna explained, wondering if Astoldominien would catch the fact that Kyriana was Legolas's fiancée, but Maqueden was his lover... and he did.
"But I thought you said he was in love with Maqueden." Astoldominien muttered, looking very confused.
"It's complicated." Elenna said quietly. "Legolas was forced into a marriage with Kyriana by his father. Legolas doesn't like Kyriana and Kyriana doesn't like Legolas, so Legolas fell in love with Maqueden. But Kyriana doesn't actually know this, so don't tell her, please." Elenna pleaded.
"Relax. I won't tell her."
There was a thick silence for a moment, before Elenna broke it by asking, "Do you remember anything from before you fell?"
"I remember falling out of that window. I'm starting to remember bits and pieces of other things, all of which involve Maqueden. Like that one time we were out on the lake and she was waving a fish in front of my face... and I fell out of the boat..." He laughed. "Honestly, I don't remember much, only a memory here and there. Nothing much." "Do you remember me at all?"
Astoldominien sighed. "No." He whispered. "I don't."
His words struck Elenna like a knife. Hiding her pain, she stayed silent for a minute. She had known he wasn't going to remember her... But hearing him say it made the pain ten times worse. Instead of saying anything, she nodded.
"You all right?"
"I'm fine." She said softly. "It's nothing."
"How long are you staying?"
"A few weeks. Legolas is getting married in a few months, so we need to go back and plan for that."
"Right."
There was silence, and for a moment, both seemed content to listen to it. Suddenly, Elenna spoke, startling Astoldominien. "What can I do to make you remember me?"
A/N: Here it is!!!!!! Ok, this was half written when I sent it to my cousin to finish it, and she's in Panama City working on it right now. sigh they never take me with them... thinks to self Oh well.
THANK YOU'S!!!!!!!!!
Maveri [reachforthesky] est- Thank you! No... Something evil happens to her dad... but I'm not telling what!!! Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha author attacked by small child with Barbie Sigh. They never give me a chance.
Arwen-the-first- Thanks!
Drummerchick1988- thanks! Band geeks rule!!! Muahahaha author stops before she can be attacked by demon Barbie again
Aliana Archer- yep. He remembered. grin but I'm not telling you what happens!!!!!
Juliet Faramirae- cool name. How do you pronounce that? Thanks!
Mystress Deidra- thanks!
Rebel dreamer- is this Dreamstreet the band??? And no, that's not a bad thing... Me too! I became first chair right after Christmas... Or maybe it was right before... Hmmm... Thanks for reviewing!!! takes pixie stick
AND FINALLY... Lorski and Emski...
sigh you two have waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much time on your hands. And Lorksi... No, I didn't know Gandalf left... I mean, I did... but I it for the plot, okay?!!!?!?!?!?!?!
Emski- what have I told you about taking Aragorn's sword? Or Aragorn himself? sigh they never listen. shakes head and walks away shouts over shoulder LEAVE ARAGORN ALONE!!!!!!!!
Oh yeah... You two come up with the strangest names... Lorksi nicknamed me Tater! Does that TELL you anything?!