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New
Bring out the old,
Bring in the new,
A midnight wish,
To share with you,
Your lips are warm,
My head is light,
Where we alive
Before tonight?
I don't need a
Crowded ballroom,
Everything I have
Is here
If you're with me
Next year will be
The perfect year.
I stand here tonight, my heart thumping in a way I have never experienced. The man before me is unlike any I have ever met before. My heart sings just to be near him.
Please do not get me wrong, I had feelings for Aragorn in the beginning. He is a rather handsome man after all. But his heart could never be mine, it was already taken. I had to accept that and I did.
It felt good to ride into battle with Merry by my side, no matter what my Uncle said; it was as much a right for us to fight as the next man. And the way my dear Uncle treated him!
I will never forget his dying words of how he wanted me to smile again. He was right about that and as I recovered in the next bed to the man beside me, I suddenly realised what real, honest love was like.
If anything he is more handsome than any man I have ever met, his voice is like a gentle breeze and when he smiles it is as if the wind has left me barren of breath. My heart thumps when he speaks with me. Is this how love really feels? Because this is completely different to how I felt with Aragorn, but in a good way. A way I can not really explain.
Tonight is a night of celebration, Middle Earth has a future. A future that is bright and full of light. Darkness has left Middle Earth, Sauron defeated and his minion's dead.
So we are here celebrating that fact and the fact that Minas Tirith has her King back. I stand here with the man that has taken my heart as I listen to him tell tales of his youth. He sounds as if he was a handful and I would give anything to have the chance to raise his own son's. That may be a little forward do you think?
The last few months has taught us all that you should grasp the happiness when you can, you never have the chance again.
Gimli is a delightful companion and I can see why Aragorn treasures his friendship.
We all laugh as Faramir finishes a tall tale of his brother that I am not sure is true, when Aragorn comes to join us. I notice right away that he is frowning and looks worried.
He gets to the point in the way of born leaders as he question's Gimli. "Have you seen Legolas?"
The Elf? I realise then that I have not seen him all evening. It soon becomes obvious that none of us has seen him.
I have to admit to being intrigued by this Elf. All through the war he was there like some silent sentinel. Always there if you needed him. I do not think I heard him speak more than two words in a sentence.
But his friendship with Aragorn was obvious for all of us to see. I saw how much he suffered when we thought Aragorn was dead. A friend like that is hard to find, at anytime.
Aragorn has been stopped by Gandalf, not that I think he is listening to a word the wizard is saying.
I still can recall my shock, hell all of us were shocked, when we learned that he was a Prince in his own right. And not just any Prince but the Crown Prince of Mirkwood. My brother's face was such a picture when he heard that!
Gandalf has been politely ignored as Aragorn makes for the door and he came straight over to us.
"What is wrong?" It seems as if the Prince has a lot of people who care for him.
"We can not find Legolas. Aragorn is looking for him." I answer for the three of us. I feel pleased at the look that the man I wish to marry gives me.
"Is he injured?" There is an edge to it.
"Not that I am aware of." Gimli's voice is gruff and I find myself feeling sorry for the Prince if he is injured.
No need to hear,
The music play,
You're eyes say
All there is to say
The stars are faint
Have they a need to shine
I only need you're hand in mine
I don't need a crowded ballroom,
Everything I have is here,
If you're with me
Next year will be
The perfect year.
We move almost as one as we go to the doors. We stop just short of going out onto the battlements because Aragorn has also stopped.
Legolas looks painfully thin as he stands there surrounded by the black of a starless, moonless night. If I did not know any better I would have thought a single breeze would whip him away and out of sight. Is an Elf meant to be that thin? I do not know.
Gimli starts to make a step forward, but he is stopped by Gandalf. Aragorn is moving and he is soon by Legolas' side.
The first words are from Aragorn and I could have groaned aloud. Men! Why is it they have to think in terms of black and white? They do exasperate me at times. Only a man could come up with an opening like that.
"Are you alright, Legolas?" I want to scream at him that it is obvious that Legolas is not alright. That he should see that.
"Yes, Aragorn I just needed some quiet and respite from that foul smoke of yours." There is a depth to the musical voice that I have never heard before and it makes me shiver. I know what he means about the smoke though. I am glad that Faramir has never smoked and shows no inclination too.
"You have been here for sometime, I was getting concerned." The truth is there for all to hear. "Gimli asked me to ask you if you would like to join him in a drinking game. I think he wants revenge."
I glance at Faramir and yes, he is looking more than a little green. That was a night I will never forget. My brother is used to drinking, but I have never seen him so drunk and Legolas was still stone cold sober! I do not think Faramir, Eomer and Gimli will ever live it down.
"The night is veiled." For goodness sake Aragorn speak plainly! I am afraid my agitation is getting the most of me.
"Yes, it should be clear and not dull like this. The heavens should be celebrating." The Prince is just as bad for talking riddles. Tonight we should all be celebrating, not out here in the cold.
"Are you going to join us?" Finally some sense. We should be inside drinking to our health and not shivering as we currently are. Men never think of these things. Only a woman's practicality sees these.
"In a while." The voice is quiet and I know right away that he has no intention of coming to join us. I know then that something is wrong, very wrong with our friend. Yes, I may not have mentioned it, but we are friends, war tends to bring you together.
The next words that Aragorn speaks make those around me gasp and I fear for our friend even more, even if I do not really understand.
Faramir slips his hand into mine as a source of comfort. Suddenly I am warm and safe. I know then that this is love. I have found my Soul Mate.
It's new years Eve
And hopes are high,
Dance one year in,
Kiss one goodbye
Another chance
Another start
So many dreams
To tease the heart.
"Legolas, I am here for you when your longing becomes too much for you." Faramir whispers in my ear and it makes me tingle in a way I have read about but never experienced. He will explain later, but Legolas may leave Middle Earth.
That makes me shiver, a good Soul like Legolas will be needed to help tend the wounds that these poor lands have suffered in these last few months. We need him, forget the lands!
It is almost as if the very air dare not breathe as we listen to Legolas' answer.
"Hannon lle, Mellon-nin." It is almost musically choked and very, very heart felt.
Aragorn turns to walk back towards us and for a moment he looks shocked that we are all here watching and waiting to see if we can help our friend.
He smiles then and claps his hand against Gimli's shoulder. We all stop for a minute as we hear the soft song behind us. I turn and the moon is shining a little and the beauty takes my breath away. He looks almost to be glowing in the silvery light of the moon.
It is then that I know our friend will be alright, he has us to look out for him after all. Not one of us would cause him harm and he will stay. Do not ask me why I think that. It is just woman's intuition. Like the intuition I feel as Faramir takes me into his arms and sweeps me away.
I have found my future; I hope Prince Legolas has found the same.
The End?
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