Disclaimer: don't own, don't you get the point already! ;)

A/N: Thx tooooo...

Myri78: yes, I know, I'm so sorry! ;) here's more

Insane Elven Rock Baby: he separated them because he's a prat. Lol. Sorry that it was so short but I kinda needed it to be, lol. Hmm...about the Evenstar....well, you'll find out later

Lunawolf: lol, yes, evil Aragorn. Very evil, hehe.

Ladyof Rivendell: lol, I MIGHT...

Magicgirl810: ooh, yes that WOULD explain it... I'm busy with skool too..::sigh:: ne way, here's chap!

Dimonah Tralon: lol, me either! But I must not 'be hasty' ;)

Legolas19: yay! Glad ya like!

sweetazzhoney: yes, poor gwyn, lol

loveroflegolas: lol.

Countess Katook: I'm not in luv either but I've got two major crushes right now...hehehe. My parents keep me inside a lot too. Lol, yes we luvs the smeags. Yup ya gotta luv that mirror!

Jennifer Bloom: yay, I'm so glad you liked it! At first, gwyn was like the ultimate mary sue, but then I re-thought her. She was even going to slay the witch king! I think 'yuck' now on that. I tried really hard to give her imperfections and faults. I'm glad I did a good job!

I just heard this song on the radio a few nights ago and though of Gwyn and Legolas—and nearly...no, not nearly, DID cry! It belongs to LeAnn Rimes.

How do I
Get through a night without you?
If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be?
Oh, I...
I need you in my arms, need you to hold,
You're my world, my heart, my soul,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything good in my life,
And tell me now
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live
Without you?
There'd be no sun in my sky,
There would be no love in my life,
There'd be no world left for me.
And I...
Baby I don't know what I would do,
I'd be lost if I lost you,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything real in my life,
And tell me now,
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live without you...?

Slowly, Gwyn had slipped into depression. She would talk to almost no one, she rarely ate, and barely did anything except for lay on her bed, thinking, crying, or sleeping. Three months had passed since her father had brought her to Lothlorien, and each day was torture. Every morning, Gwyn rose with the knowledge that she could not be with Legolas. She could no longer watch the sunrise without wanting to kill herself and be rid of her misery.

The only thing that kept her from doing this was the knowledge that she would see Legolas again. Gwyn sighed as she rolled over onto her stomach, hugging a pillow and resting her head on it. There was a knock on the door and a moment later, a hand maiden entered, looking sympathetically at the young girl. She carried a tray of delicious looking food. 'M'lady?' she said uncertainly. 'Would you not like to eat your dinner?'

'No, thank you, Vadme, I'm not hungry,' Gwyn answered almost automatically.

The elf maiden sighed. 'But m'lady, you have not had anything to eat for nearly two days.'

'I know, I'm just not hungry anymore.'

'Alright,' Vadme said finally. 'Do you want me to leave this here in case you get hungry, or shall I take it back to the kitchens?'

'You may take it,' Gwyn responded.

'Just call me if you get hungry,' Vadme told her, leaving the room.

'Mmmm hmmm,' Gwyn murmured, hardly hearing her. And closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep.

Nine months later...

'M'lady?' Vadme's voice broke through Gwyn's thoughts.

'Yes, Vadme?' Gwyn said tiredly, flopping onto her back to look at the hand maiden.

'It's a beautiful day outside. Why don't you go for a walk in the garden?'

Gwyn groaned. 'I don't want to,' she grumbled.

Vadme had learned that in her current stage, Gwyn needed to be pushed and persuaded to do something other than lie in bed all day. She walked over to Gwyn's wardrobe and opened it, sorting through several different dresses. Finally, she pulled out a pale blue, backless dress. 'Come now, m'lady,' she said firmly. 'At least for half an hour.'

Gwyn eyed the dress. 'Fine,' she muttered, and allowed Vadme to dress her. She could have done it herself, but she was not in the mood for fiddling with things. Vadme brushed through her hair until it shined and let it loose around her face. She tied a pale blue cloak around her. 'Come now, smile, m'lady!' the elf admonished.

Gwyn gave a half-hearted smile, but her eyes no longer held the light that they used to. The bright blue eyes that once were...were now dead and hopeless; a valley of shattered dreams and love.

Vadme sighed. 'That will have to do,' she said lightly. 'Well, off you go, then.'

Reluctantly, Gwyn made her way out to the gardens. She was in a daze, and nothing she did she really thought about. Gwyn sighed. She couldn't go on any longer like this...she felt like her heart had been ripped from her body...her mind swarmed with memories of Legolas and her...painful memories, yet tender memories. She looked up and found herself only ten yards from the clearing where Legolas had made her promise to tell someone when she was wounded. A tear slipped down her cheek, and tears were no stranger to her now, so she didn't even bother to wipe it away.

'Gwyn?' A soft voice sounded uncertain as it approached her from behind.

'Legolas!' Gwyn cried disbelievingly, after whirling around to see to whom the voice belonged. She threw her arms around him, hugging him like she was never going to let go again. 'How did you find me?' she asked, finally pulling away.

Legolas smiled mysteriously. 'A certain Lady of the Wood managed to get the message to me,' he said.

Unbeknownst to either of them, Aragorn was not far away. He was concealed by a large tree that bordered the clearing. He did not attempt to stop the meeting between the two, however. He wanted to see exactly how much Legolas loved his daughter.

'I've missed you so much,' Gwyn said, with happy tears rolling down her cheeks as Legolas cradled her in a hug.

'I wanted to come find you,' Gwyn murmured, pulling away, 'but I was too closely watched and followed.'

Legolas reached out and caressed her face, his thumb tracing down to her chin and his fingers resting on her neck. 'None of that matters now,' he said soothingly. 'We're together.'

Gwyn smiled, and Legolas leaned in and kissed her. While his one hand remained cupping her cheek, the other traveled behind her cloak and made to rest on her lower back. Legolas gasped slightly and pulled away. 'Legolas, what's wrong?' Gwyn said.

'It's just...' Legolas began, '...I did not expect your back to be bare.' He smiled a little sheepishly.

Gwyn laughed softly and untied her cloak, letting it fall like a pond around her feet, revealing her pale blue dress. It fastened just behind her neck and right below the small of her back, leaving almost all of her back bare. Her hair splashed down over her bare shoulders framing her face in a deceivingly angelic way. 'You are so beautiful,' Legolas said softly.

'Hannon le (Thank you),' Gwyn said just as softly.

Aragorn watched him stroke her cheek with his thumb a few times, and then Legolas' hand ran down to her neck, to her shoulder. His hand trailed all the way down her back. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and kissed her gently.

Aragorn studied Legolas' touch. He saw no lust, no inappropriateness, just love and tenderness. His daughter did not look in the least bit uncomfortable.

'How much do you love me?' Gwyn whispered, her lips just barely touching his.

Legolas was silent for a moment. 'So much that I would wait an eternity for you; to hold you in my arms without guilt.'

'You have an eternity,' Gwyn said, sounding as though she were on the verge of tears. 'I do not.'

Aragorn stepped out from his hiding place. 'You shall not have to wait for an eternity,' he said, causing the two to jump.

'What do you mean?' Gwyn snapped. 'How long have you been there?'

'Long enough to see that you really do love each other,' Aragorn answered. 'You now have my permission to marry.'

Gwyn stared at him. 'Are you—are you serious?' she said hoarsely.

Aragorn nodded. 'Entirely.'

'Thank you, Aragorn,' Legolas said, putting his hand on his friend's shoulder.

Aragorn returned the gesture and smiled warmly at the couple. Gwyn was speechless. Had her father planned all this? Why? Their eyes met, and still Gwyn said nothing, but something in her eyes told him that she was grateful.