Chapter 8
Nilalqua.megilien stared at the two her perfect mouth open slightly in shock. Legolas appeared uncomfortable with the situation but the determination in his eyes and the iron grip around her waist clearly showed where his interests lay. The female was the only one who looked comfortable, as a matter of fact she looked downright amused. Nilalqua.megilien finally spoke once more, "is she why you refused to escort ME to the feast?" Her question began softly but as it continued her voice became more strained. Legolas silently nodded. Nilalqua.megilien turned on the girl and looked at her from head to foot, obviously a mortal, with a mortal's weaknesses and faults, "and who are you?" she breathed looking at her like a piece of filth she just stepped in. The girl however met her cold gaze with amusement dancing around in her eyes, "Veduriel, a pleasure to meet you I am sure." Nilalqua.megilien ignored Veduriel's outstretched hand, instead she turned her sparkling green eyes on Legolas accusingly, "and why would you want to spend time with her? Haven't you noticed that I am interested in you Legolas? We could be together . . ." he eyes softened as she held out her hand to him, "come with me and let us go into the feast together." Legolas looked at her hand for a moment but then strengthened his embrace on Veduriel, "no lady Nila, I have never wanted your attentions, nor did I encourage them when you offered them. Veduriel has received my heart this night and shall continue to do so for eternity." He kissed the top of his beloved's head to seal his word. Veduriel turned in his embrace to catch his eyes, tears coming to her own bright blue eyes at the words he just declared, "truly?" she whispered. Legolas nodded and was about to bring his head down to seal his words with a kiss. Before he could however Nilalqua.megilien, having been completely forgotten stomped her foot in a most unladylike manner and demanded, "Why??? Why her?? Why such a faulty elf over me? One of the most perfect beings in middle earth!" Veduriel smiled and gently broke the embrace Legolas had and came up near her, she was a good five inches taller than her but it didn't matter. "For just that reason Nilalqua.megilien, you are perfect. I am not, I have faults and am not afraid of them. When I arrived I didn't smell like lavender, I smelled like the horse I had been riding for five days. Because the first time I tried to shoot an arrow I almost killed myself and the prince, VERY slowly he is teaching me. I am SLOWLY improving I do not catch on to everything within the first five minutes of seeing it as you do. Because I have a temper, which I slowly feel surfacing, because I am NOT perfect. AND BECAUSE I HAVE A NAME HE CAN PRONOUNCE!"