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Chapter Three
"It's hard to tell him 'no' when I want him so bad. But I've got to be true to my heart this time..." –Jo Dee Messina, "Stand Beside Me"
That night, Legolas wandered around the Rivendell grounds, thinking about everything that went on today. He couldn't believe that the Ring of Power had been found...good thing his father wasn't here instead of him, though Legolas still wished he were back home instead of here. Mirkwood needed skilled archers like him to keep back the ever-growing shadows like giant spiders that kept coming closer and closer to the city part.
As Legolas thought, he seemed to walk towards a bridge in the gardens behind the palace. It was a bridge that hung over a small stream that emptied into the river going through Rivendell. Legolas always thought of it as a piece of sanity that he could go to when he wanted somewhere to think quietly whenever he was here. But it seemed that two some ones got there before him.
Legolas walked quietly closer to see whom and was and was shocked to see it was Aragorn and Arwen. He quietly went behind a tree to listen to what they were talking about.
"Renich i lú i erui govannem?" (Do you remember when we first met?)
Aragorn looked into her eyes. "Nauthannen i ned ôl reniannen." (I thought I had strayed into a dream.)
Legolas let out his breath slowly. Arwen and he had almost the same conversation. That was when he thought he was in love with the beautiful Elvish princess. And Legolas thought she'd loved him, too. What if she was making Aragorn go through the same ordeal she gave him, Legolas?
"Gwenwin in enninath. Ú-'arnech in naeth i si celich. Renech i beth i pennen?" (Long years have passed. You did wear the troubles you carry now. Do you remember what I told you?) Arwen asked, gently stroking Aragorn's face.
Legolas felt his hands clench. He really wanted to go up there and shove Aragorn into the stream and take Arwen as his own. But Legolas had his pride and self-respect, so he restrained himself from doing so. He couldn't push his best friend into the stream. And if he did, Legolas would probably lose the trust from Lord Elrond, Arwen, the twins, and Aragorn and that wouldn't be good. He'd lose his only friends.
"You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people," Aragorn said quietly.
'Would she now?' Legolas thought. 'She never said anything of that sort to me. What does she see in you that I don't have?'
"And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you, than live all the Ages of this world alone," Arwen said.
She held out her hand and showed something to Aragorn. Legolas leaned foreword. It was her Evenstar. Legolas muttered under his breath. How dare Aragorn get this lovely lady AND her Evenstar! Legolas felt his heart breaking all over again, thinking about what could have been. Legolas wished it were he, not Aragorn that was getting the Lady Arwen.
Aragorn looked up into Arwen's eyes. "You cannot give me this."
'Oh, you go Aragorn. You tell her,' Legolas thought. 'Then maybe I can have the chance to have her again.'
"It is mine to give to whom I will," Arwen went on. "Like my heart."
Then the two of them kissed. Legolas clenched his hands into fists and slowly closed his eyes and opened them again. Why did he have the right to kiss her? Legolas thought he was the only one that could get Arwen's kisses, but now that was proved wrong. How long have the two of them been going together? It just didn't feel right.
Legolas turned to walk away when a twig cracked. Legolas stopped in mid- step, cursing himself for being so stupid about not watching where he was stepping. Legolas promised himself a sound beating after he got to his room.
"Legolas? What are you doing here?" Arwen called out.
Legolas forced himself to smile and turn around. He didn't feel much like talking at the moment. As he turned around he saw the Aragorn and Arwen were both standing at the edge of the bridge, watching him.
"I...I was, uh, well I was taking a walk, milady, and I saw you two talking and the like and I figured you two were busy so I turned around to come back the other way so I was not to disturb you two's privacy," Legolas said.
Arwen nodded her head slightly. Legolas looked away. He didn't want to be wrapped up in her beauty and forgive her for what she did to him just yet. Out of the corner of his eye, Legolas saw Aragorn turn to Arwen.
"You said you wanted to talk to him privately earlier ago. I shall take my leave now, Arwen," Aragorn said to her.
Arwen nodded. "Tenna' telwan san', Aragorn." (Until later then)
Aragorn kissed her gently. "Namaarie." And with that, Aragorn turned and left.
As Aragorn disappeared into the distance, Legolas stood with his back to Arwen, staring off into the distance. He didn't want to talk to Arwen, privately or publicly. He didn't want to have anything to do with the woman that broke his heart. Arwen walked over to stand next to Legolas.
"You saw and heard everything tonight between Aragorn and I, didn't you, Legolas?" Arwen stated, more of a statement than a question.
"Yes, I did, actually," Legolas said coldly.
"Listen, Legolas, I love him. I've never felt like this towards anyone else," Arwen pleaded.
"More than me?" Legolas asked.
"Well, no...um, yes, I guess it is. But I never meant any hard feelings between us," Arwen said.
"Yeah...No hard feelings between us. I got you," Legolas said sarcastically. "If you meant no hard feelings, then why did you leave me? For a long lost king in exile?"
"No, that's not the point—"
"Well, then what is?" Legolas said sharply. "I'm also going to be a king someday, but obviously that's not good enough for you, Arwen, because you want someone who'll have more power, more land so you can live in riches and the like."
"That is NOT it, Legolas," Arwen said. "It's just that I had this vision...of me being with Aragorn for the rest of my life and having my children with him, not you. All I saw with you in it was like a brother-sister relationship. Please forgive me, Legolas."
"It's kind of hard to forgive someone they loved so much and tried to do their will—only to be hurt to the bone. I grieve so badly I almost died, Arwen, and all you can say is for me to forgive you. That is not so simple," Legolas said.
Tears fell down Arwen's cheeks. Legolas felt a twinge of guilt when he saw this, but he knew what he told her was the truth. Legolas had sworn to be true to himself this time and tell everybody what he was thinking.
"I know...I shouldn't have let you go, and I'm sorry for that, but I can't go back now. I'm in love with Aragorn. And I can't leave him, or he'll die of grief," Arwen exclaimed.
"Oh, and I won't?" Legolas asked sarcastically.
Arwen stared at the Elf, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I didn't mean it like that..."
"Well, that's how I perceived it to be. I am tired of this conversation. I'm going back to my room. Please don't talk to me ever again, Arwen," Legolas said and turned and left.
"Legolas, please! Let us talk this thing out. I—might not see you ever again," Arwen called out.
"That might be a good thing," Legolas said coldly.
"That's not what I meant...well, sort of. Father's thinking that you might be part of a Fellowship and what if you get killed? I don't want to spend the rest of my life thinking that we departed on bad terms and we never got to straighten it out," Arwen said.
"Then it might teach you a lessen. Forgive me, my lady, but I'm really tired from the trip and I have to go to a council tomorrow. Quel du," (Good night) Legolas said and left for his room, leaving Arwen standing where she was with her tears.
Legolas didn't turn back. He didn't want to see Arwen again. Aragorn could have her all he wanted. Legolas had more urgent matters to look into. When he reached his room he flopped onto his bed and instantly fell into the elvish dream-like state.
Author's Note: Here's chapter three for you alls. I don't know how many more chapters will be coming on with this story; I don't think I'm going to make up a character for Legolas along the journey. Who knows...I might just have to swallow back my words sometime soon...laughing out loud. Anyways, happy reading to all and don't forget to review, makes people happy.
Lynx Yamoto- Thanks for the review! I hope this chapter satisfies you and I hope you keep reading and any other story that I am writing at the moment. Happy reading to you.
Chapter Three
"It's hard to tell him 'no' when I want him so bad. But I've got to be true to my heart this time..." –Jo Dee Messina, "Stand Beside Me"
That night, Legolas wandered around the Rivendell grounds, thinking about everything that went on today. He couldn't believe that the Ring of Power had been found...good thing his father wasn't here instead of him, though Legolas still wished he were back home instead of here. Mirkwood needed skilled archers like him to keep back the ever-growing shadows like giant spiders that kept coming closer and closer to the city part.
As Legolas thought, he seemed to walk towards a bridge in the gardens behind the palace. It was a bridge that hung over a small stream that emptied into the river going through Rivendell. Legolas always thought of it as a piece of sanity that he could go to when he wanted somewhere to think quietly whenever he was here. But it seemed that two some ones got there before him.
Legolas walked quietly closer to see whom and was and was shocked to see it was Aragorn and Arwen. He quietly went behind a tree to listen to what they were talking about.
"Renich i lú i erui govannem?" (Do you remember when we first met?)
Aragorn looked into her eyes. "Nauthannen i ned ôl reniannen." (I thought I had strayed into a dream.)
Legolas let out his breath slowly. Arwen and he had almost the same conversation. That was when he thought he was in love with the beautiful Elvish princess. And Legolas thought she'd loved him, too. What if she was making Aragorn go through the same ordeal she gave him, Legolas?
"Gwenwin in enninath. Ú-'arnech in naeth i si celich. Renech i beth i pennen?" (Long years have passed. You did wear the troubles you carry now. Do you remember what I told you?) Arwen asked, gently stroking Aragorn's face.
Legolas felt his hands clench. He really wanted to go up there and shove Aragorn into the stream and take Arwen as his own. But Legolas had his pride and self-respect, so he restrained himself from doing so. He couldn't push his best friend into the stream. And if he did, Legolas would probably lose the trust from Lord Elrond, Arwen, the twins, and Aragorn and that wouldn't be good. He'd lose his only friends.
"You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people," Aragorn said quietly.
'Would she now?' Legolas thought. 'She never said anything of that sort to me. What does she see in you that I don't have?'
"And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you, than live all the Ages of this world alone," Arwen said.
She held out her hand and showed something to Aragorn. Legolas leaned foreword. It was her Evenstar. Legolas muttered under his breath. How dare Aragorn get this lovely lady AND her Evenstar! Legolas felt his heart breaking all over again, thinking about what could have been. Legolas wished it were he, not Aragorn that was getting the Lady Arwen.
Aragorn looked up into Arwen's eyes. "You cannot give me this."
'Oh, you go Aragorn. You tell her,' Legolas thought. 'Then maybe I can have the chance to have her again.'
"It is mine to give to whom I will," Arwen went on. "Like my heart."
Then the two of them kissed. Legolas clenched his hands into fists and slowly closed his eyes and opened them again. Why did he have the right to kiss her? Legolas thought he was the only one that could get Arwen's kisses, but now that was proved wrong. How long have the two of them been going together? It just didn't feel right.
Legolas turned to walk away when a twig cracked. Legolas stopped in mid- step, cursing himself for being so stupid about not watching where he was stepping. Legolas promised himself a sound beating after he got to his room.
"Legolas? What are you doing here?" Arwen called out.
Legolas forced himself to smile and turn around. He didn't feel much like talking at the moment. As he turned around he saw the Aragorn and Arwen were both standing at the edge of the bridge, watching him.
"I...I was, uh, well I was taking a walk, milady, and I saw you two talking and the like and I figured you two were busy so I turned around to come back the other way so I was not to disturb you two's privacy," Legolas said.
Arwen nodded her head slightly. Legolas looked away. He didn't want to be wrapped up in her beauty and forgive her for what she did to him just yet. Out of the corner of his eye, Legolas saw Aragorn turn to Arwen.
"You said you wanted to talk to him privately earlier ago. I shall take my leave now, Arwen," Aragorn said to her.
Arwen nodded. "Tenna' telwan san', Aragorn." (Until later then)
Aragorn kissed her gently. "Namaarie." And with that, Aragorn turned and left.
As Aragorn disappeared into the distance, Legolas stood with his back to Arwen, staring off into the distance. He didn't want to talk to Arwen, privately or publicly. He didn't want to have anything to do with the woman that broke his heart. Arwen walked over to stand next to Legolas.
"You saw and heard everything tonight between Aragorn and I, didn't you, Legolas?" Arwen stated, more of a statement than a question.
"Yes, I did, actually," Legolas said coldly.
"Listen, Legolas, I love him. I've never felt like this towards anyone else," Arwen pleaded.
"More than me?" Legolas asked.
"Well, no...um, yes, I guess it is. But I never meant any hard feelings between us," Arwen said.
"Yeah...No hard feelings between us. I got you," Legolas said sarcastically. "If you meant no hard feelings, then why did you leave me? For a long lost king in exile?"
"No, that's not the point—"
"Well, then what is?" Legolas said sharply. "I'm also going to be a king someday, but obviously that's not good enough for you, Arwen, because you want someone who'll have more power, more land so you can live in riches and the like."
"That is NOT it, Legolas," Arwen said. "It's just that I had this vision...of me being with Aragorn for the rest of my life and having my children with him, not you. All I saw with you in it was like a brother-sister relationship. Please forgive me, Legolas."
"It's kind of hard to forgive someone they loved so much and tried to do their will—only to be hurt to the bone. I grieve so badly I almost died, Arwen, and all you can say is for me to forgive you. That is not so simple," Legolas said.
Tears fell down Arwen's cheeks. Legolas felt a twinge of guilt when he saw this, but he knew what he told her was the truth. Legolas had sworn to be true to himself this time and tell everybody what he was thinking.
"I know...I shouldn't have let you go, and I'm sorry for that, but I can't go back now. I'm in love with Aragorn. And I can't leave him, or he'll die of grief," Arwen exclaimed.
"Oh, and I won't?" Legolas asked sarcastically.
Arwen stared at the Elf, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I didn't mean it like that..."
"Well, that's how I perceived it to be. I am tired of this conversation. I'm going back to my room. Please don't talk to me ever again, Arwen," Legolas said and turned and left.
"Legolas, please! Let us talk this thing out. I—might not see you ever again," Arwen called out.
"That might be a good thing," Legolas said coldly.
"That's not what I meant...well, sort of. Father's thinking that you might be part of a Fellowship and what if you get killed? I don't want to spend the rest of my life thinking that we departed on bad terms and we never got to straighten it out," Arwen said.
"Then it might teach you a lessen. Forgive me, my lady, but I'm really tired from the trip and I have to go to a council tomorrow. Quel du," (Good night) Legolas said and left for his room, leaving Arwen standing where she was with her tears.
Legolas didn't turn back. He didn't want to see Arwen again. Aragorn could have her all he wanted. Legolas had more urgent matters to look into. When he reached his room he flopped onto his bed and instantly fell into the elvish dream-like state.
Author's Note: Here's chapter three for you alls. I don't know how many more chapters will be coming on with this story; I don't think I'm going to make up a character for Legolas along the journey. Who knows...I might just have to swallow back my words sometime soon...laughing out loud. Anyways, happy reading to all and don't forget to review, makes people happy.
Lynx Yamoto- Thanks for the review! I hope this chapter satisfies you and I hope you keep reading and any other story that I am writing at the moment. Happy reading to you.