Three months passed after the trio arrived home, which Legolas and Kyriana
spent thinking of ways to get out of the wedding, each more ridiculous than
the last. And so it was that Legolas found himself spending a rainy, boring
Saturday stuck in his room, instead of going on a picnic with Maqueden as
he had planned. With a sigh, the prince fell back onto his bed. He stared
boredly out the window, staring helplessly at the rain that fell in sheets
from the sky. This was the only day this week he could spend with Maqueden,
what with the wedding and all, and now the forces of nature had ruined it
all. Groaning, he tied to fall asleep but he had no such luck; a sharp
noise on his window brought him back to reality. Sighing, he stood up to
see what this noise was... and saw Maqueden standing outside his window.
Mouth agape, he opened it and yelled, "What are you DOING?!" Apparently,
throwing rocks at his window was her preferred way of waking him up.
"Waiting on you!" She yelled back. "I thought we had a lunch date!"
"We do!" Legolas called. "But it's raining!"
"So?" Maqueden asked, and suddenly, Legolas noticed she was soaking wet.
"I'll get wet!" He called back.
"So?" She asked.
"Oh, come on, now. You can't expect me to... I'll be soaked!" He cried.
"And I say it again. SO?!" Maqueden laughed, leaning against a tree and brushing a strand of rain-soaked hair out of her face.
Legolas grinned. "I'll be right there!" He called, shutting his window and disappearing from view. A few moments later, he reappeared outside. "So. Where to, now that we're both soaked to he bone?"
"Anywhere." Maqueden wrung most of the water out of her hair. "Pick a place."
The two sprinted off into the rain.
A half-hour later, the two were found by Kyriana as they sat on a fallen log inside a sheltered glade of trees. Legolas was leaned back, arms wrapped lovingly around Maqueden's waist, as she leaned her head against his chest and closed her eyes.
"I love you." Legolas whispered.
"I love you too." Maqueden whispered back. Then, looking up at Legolas with egret in her eyes, she sighed. "We should go." She muttered. "Your father will suspect something if we don't get back soon. Besides, we have a wedding to plan."
Legolas groaned. "Must we?"
"Yes, we must. You and Kyriana are going to get married, whether you like it or not. Neither of you can do anything to change that."
"We can't. You can." Kyriana suddenly appeared out of her place in the shadows. "I have a plan, but I cannot carry it out without your consent." She took a breath. "I need to speak with Legolas... alone."
Once the two were sure Maqueden had gone back to her cabin in the woods, Kyriana spoke. "Have you ever considered marrying Maqueden?" She asked bluntly. The question caught Legolas off guard.
"What?!" He yelped, refusing to let hiself believe that what he thought he had heard wasn't what he had heard.
"Have you ever considered marying Maqueden?" Kyiana asked again, softer this time.
"Why do you need to know?" Legolas asked, blushing a bit.
"Yes or no. Just answer."
"I have." He said quietly, ears red.
"Ah." Kyriana smiled. "Good then. My plan will work if the three of us can do this right."
"And what is this oh-so-genius plan of yours?"
Kyriana smiled. "Your father is going to hate you for this... So will mine... But I'm leaving Mirkwood after you get married... Anyway, when you can work up the courage, you ask..."
Maqueden eased herself into a chair at the kitchen table. Kitchen duty had been so boring without Elenna there to make her laugh. Her sister had also asked her to keep an eye on her memory garden, which she did, even though she didn't know beans about gardening. Pen in hand, she began to write her weekly letter to Elenna.
"Elenna," She wrote,
"Legolas and I are very happy here. We miss you and Astoldominien and hope you can come soon... Nothing much is going on here. Legolas and Kyriana have started planing their wedding, which is in three months. I know it will take you at least a month to get here... So if you can, please come. I have a feeling it won't be a normal wedding." Maqueden went on about their day, ending with Kyriana's suspicious behavior. The letter ended with Maqueden's plea for her sister to come home. That done, she fixed herself an early dinner and fell asleep on her couch, instead of her bed, like she usually would. That night, her life would change so much that when she looked back, she had trouble remembering how things were before.
She was sleeping on her couch when she woke to someone gently shaking her. Yawning and rolling over, she came face to face with Legolas. She bit back a yelp of surprise and embarrassment when she realized she was clothed in a shirt that barely skimmed the bottom of her underwear. She wrapped herself in her blanket and sat upright, then whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"I needed to see you." He answered, taking her by the hand.
"Legolas! It's the MIDDLE of the NIGHT!"
"I have to ask you something." He admitted, reaching his hand into his pocket to make sure the ring was still there.
"Oh, no. Not this again. The last time you said that, you kissed me. What is it this time?"
Legolas led her outside, where the moon shone through the trees and the stars lay blanketing the sky. Taking her by both hands, he knelt. "Maqueden... Will you marry me?"
A/N: YAY!!! He proposed!!! But I'm not telling you WHY until the next few chapters... everything comes together then.... He really wasn't supposed to propose until the next chapter but I decided I wanted to be mean and leave it with a cliffy. My cousin's on the other computer on IM so I figured, what the heck, I'm gonna write. So I did. This keyboard has two keys that stick and my spell checker is evil... I've tried to fix all typos, but I promise you nothing.
THANK YOU'S!!!!!!
ArienKaleneiel – Yeah... Glue is yucky... I'm on the puppet team and we had a puppet show to do, so I never got to be there for crafts... Thankfully... : )
Nilimade- Thanks for your contrubution! I'll consider both!
Aliana Archer- I didn't mean to make anyone cry!!! sob sorry! He does get out of it.. . as you can sorta tell... If you think about it you can fu=igure out what they do to get out of it before I tell you.. In three weeks. Muahahahahahahahahahaha!!! gets stabbed by angry mob of reviewers
THANKS TO ALL THREE REVIEWERS!!! 'course, I can't complain... I only posted a few days ago... See ya when I get back from choir tour!!! I GET MY BRACES OFF IN 4 WEEKS!!! does happy dance
"Waiting on you!" She yelled back. "I thought we had a lunch date!"
"We do!" Legolas called. "But it's raining!"
"So?" Maqueden asked, and suddenly, Legolas noticed she was soaking wet.
"I'll get wet!" He called back.
"So?" She asked.
"Oh, come on, now. You can't expect me to... I'll be soaked!" He cried.
"And I say it again. SO?!" Maqueden laughed, leaning against a tree and brushing a strand of rain-soaked hair out of her face.
Legolas grinned. "I'll be right there!" He called, shutting his window and disappearing from view. A few moments later, he reappeared outside. "So. Where to, now that we're both soaked to he bone?"
"Anywhere." Maqueden wrung most of the water out of her hair. "Pick a place."
The two sprinted off into the rain.
A half-hour later, the two were found by Kyriana as they sat on a fallen log inside a sheltered glade of trees. Legolas was leaned back, arms wrapped lovingly around Maqueden's waist, as she leaned her head against his chest and closed her eyes.
"I love you." Legolas whispered.
"I love you too." Maqueden whispered back. Then, looking up at Legolas with egret in her eyes, she sighed. "We should go." She muttered. "Your father will suspect something if we don't get back soon. Besides, we have a wedding to plan."
Legolas groaned. "Must we?"
"Yes, we must. You and Kyriana are going to get married, whether you like it or not. Neither of you can do anything to change that."
"We can't. You can." Kyriana suddenly appeared out of her place in the shadows. "I have a plan, but I cannot carry it out without your consent." She took a breath. "I need to speak with Legolas... alone."
Once the two were sure Maqueden had gone back to her cabin in the woods, Kyriana spoke. "Have you ever considered marrying Maqueden?" She asked bluntly. The question caught Legolas off guard.
"What?!" He yelped, refusing to let hiself believe that what he thought he had heard wasn't what he had heard.
"Have you ever considered marying Maqueden?" Kyiana asked again, softer this time.
"Why do you need to know?" Legolas asked, blushing a bit.
"Yes or no. Just answer."
"I have." He said quietly, ears red.
"Ah." Kyriana smiled. "Good then. My plan will work if the three of us can do this right."
"And what is this oh-so-genius plan of yours?"
Kyriana smiled. "Your father is going to hate you for this... So will mine... But I'm leaving Mirkwood after you get married... Anyway, when you can work up the courage, you ask..."
Maqueden eased herself into a chair at the kitchen table. Kitchen duty had been so boring without Elenna there to make her laugh. Her sister had also asked her to keep an eye on her memory garden, which she did, even though she didn't know beans about gardening. Pen in hand, she began to write her weekly letter to Elenna.
"Elenna," She wrote,
"Legolas and I are very happy here. We miss you and Astoldominien and hope you can come soon... Nothing much is going on here. Legolas and Kyriana have started planing their wedding, which is in three months. I know it will take you at least a month to get here... So if you can, please come. I have a feeling it won't be a normal wedding." Maqueden went on about their day, ending with Kyriana's suspicious behavior. The letter ended with Maqueden's plea for her sister to come home. That done, she fixed herself an early dinner and fell asleep on her couch, instead of her bed, like she usually would. That night, her life would change so much that when she looked back, she had trouble remembering how things were before.
She was sleeping on her couch when she woke to someone gently shaking her. Yawning and rolling over, she came face to face with Legolas. She bit back a yelp of surprise and embarrassment when she realized she was clothed in a shirt that barely skimmed the bottom of her underwear. She wrapped herself in her blanket and sat upright, then whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"I needed to see you." He answered, taking her by the hand.
"Legolas! It's the MIDDLE of the NIGHT!"
"I have to ask you something." He admitted, reaching his hand into his pocket to make sure the ring was still there.
"Oh, no. Not this again. The last time you said that, you kissed me. What is it this time?"
Legolas led her outside, where the moon shone through the trees and the stars lay blanketing the sky. Taking her by both hands, he knelt. "Maqueden... Will you marry me?"
A/N: YAY!!! He proposed!!! But I'm not telling you WHY until the next few chapters... everything comes together then.... He really wasn't supposed to propose until the next chapter but I decided I wanted to be mean and leave it with a cliffy. My cousin's on the other computer on IM so I figured, what the heck, I'm gonna write. So I did. This keyboard has two keys that stick and my spell checker is evil... I've tried to fix all typos, but I promise you nothing.
THANK YOU'S!!!!!!
ArienKaleneiel – Yeah... Glue is yucky... I'm on the puppet team and we had a puppet show to do, so I never got to be there for crafts... Thankfully... : )
Nilimade- Thanks for your contrubution! I'll consider both!
Aliana Archer- I didn't mean to make anyone cry!!! sob sorry! He does get out of it.. . as you can sorta tell... If you think about it you can fu=igure out what they do to get out of it before I tell you.. In three weeks. Muahahahahahahahahahaha!!! gets stabbed by angry mob of reviewers
THANKS TO ALL THREE REVIEWERS!!! 'course, I can't complain... I only posted a few days ago... See ya when I get back from choir tour!!! I GET MY BRACES OFF IN 4 WEEKS!!! does happy dance