Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to Tolken. See, pretty self-explanatory.

Cyberwing: In this chapter, Legolas and Narie are going to meet. However, things are going to get more emotional. After all, this is suppose to be a romance, if I don't put sappy parts in here, you guys are going to kick my butt. No the truth is, Narie will reveal what she thinks about Legolas, and why she wanted to get away from him so badly. I believe that it is necessary for the story as it will help the characters to develop, but don't worry, no matter what, this story is still going to be light hearted and humorous.

I just want to apologize for forgetting to put the meaning of Coire, it means the first beginning of spring.

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Don't Love Me Too Much-ch6

One months later—(seven months since Narie left Rivendell)

"Come Horse," Narie said enthusiastically, pulling her horse up a small hill. She quickened her pace and stopped at the top of the hill. She how she didn't even bother naming her horse? This was just how much she cared about it.

"Can't you believe something as beautiful as this Horse?" Narie asked in awe, she pointed at the scenery before her, "Look at it!"

The view in front of her simply took her breath away. She was standing in front of a great plain. It was a dry plain; most of the grass had turned yellowish due to lack of water. There were a few trees growing in the distant. She saw a group of geese flying before her. The sun was about to set; their surroundings turned to a deep shade of orange.

What she saw gave her hope and rejuvenated her, making her trip more worthwhile. Narie took several deep breaths before she took out her sketchbook and her drawing equipments. She couldn't wait to capture everything down in her book. She took off her golden bracelet from her right wrist and tossed it into her pack. It was always prohibiting her from drawing to the best of her abilities, being in her way and all.

It was the reason why she was still not in Lorien at this minute. She knew she could've reached there two months ago without any effort. However, that would defeat the purpose of traveling and the freedom that she had gotten after her parents have left. The thing about finding her friends quickly so she could call off the wedding had slipped her mind from time to time.

Then again, there was the wedding…

She figured that although her parents didn't need her for the engagement, her fiancé would need her to show up on the day of the wedding. After all, how can he marry when the bride-to-be when she was nowhere to be seen?

But then, she could always be this sadistic bitch and leave him stranded there in front of everyone and the alter.

After all, she was in the middle of nowhere, the chances of finding her will be like trying to find a pin in a haystack.

That was as close to impossible as it will ever be.

Besides, it was only her parents that wanted her to marry, she didn't want to be 'trapped' at such a young age; especially when your fiancé was Legolas Greenleaf. He was like an itch that one can never get rid of no matter how hard or long you scratch. She recalled the time when she saw him. It was at least three hundred years ago. Legolas came to visit the twins, Ellandan and Elrohir. Back then; his arrival had already created such uproar in the female population. All the females ran like a bunch of panicking chickens to shop for the best clothes and cosmetics. They hoped by doing so, they would catch his attention.

Legolas, who never seemed to have enough women, opened his arms gladly. He danced, chatted, laughed and took advantage of different women. He never had the same partner in the two months that he had stayed in Rivendell. Narie wasn't blind, so of course she had seen him when he was in Rivendell. How can she not, when there was always a big group of elves hanging out with him at all times? However, she had already forgotten how Legolas used to look; her memory of him had faded as time went.

It wasn't as if she hated men, no. It was just that she liked her books more.

Legolas was too flamboyant, too irresponsible and too undependable for her. Wherever he went, every one would follow. He was like a wild, perpetual fire; neither rain nor wind would ever be able to put him out. He was like a light that will shines out in the middle of the night. No matter how far you went, you would still see it. He could not be controlled, nor did she want to. Who would ever want to play with fire? Everyone knows that the one who will end up getting hurt is you.

Narie didn't want to spend the rest of her life behind him or trying to catch up with him. She needed a man who wouldn't stand behind or in front of her, but beside her. She desired someone who will be able to be with her through difficult time. She didn't need a problem solver, if it was her problem; she wanted to be the one to work it out. She wanted someone who she could share her happiness and pain with. She needed someone who will be able to be with her when she needed it. At the same time, she wanted to have her personal space where she could think and do things on her own. Although Legolas might be one of the best archers in the Elven Kingdom, she didn't wish to have a bodyguard as her husband.

She doubted that a man like him could ever be able to do that for her. He was too self-centered, to full of himself. He lacked the understanding that the world does not revolve around him only, but around others as well. However, he had become the centre of attention for so long; he had forgotten such simple concept.

Love is not something that would simply appear as time goes by and it must go both ways. Even if, by chance, she did fell in love with him, she doubted that a man like him would be satisfied with just one woman. If he was a faithful person, he wouldn't keep fooling around from the past till now. In fact, he was probably the only expert in the art of womanizing in Middle Earth, other than Elrohir, that is.

Was she that behind in society? People can call her old-fashion but she firmly believed that there are more to a relationship than just physical attraction. It takes both time and patience in order to fully understand one another.

There are different types of love. The love she has for her family and friends was simple brotherly and sisterly only. She knew there was a big difference between that and true love, the love that was said to last a lifetime. Love was a double-edged knife. She saw how their happiness seemed to came from one source; how dependent her friends were to their love; and how her friends suffered with the loss of their love.

Even without being in love, Narie knew that love shouldn't cost any pain. Love should be like honey and wine, sweet but a bit bitter at the same time. Unlike her friend, she lacked the courage to even taste it. Indeed, Narie was a coward. After all, she did inherit it from someone.

Legolas continued to ride. At a distance, he saw a small figure who was sitting in front of an open field. As he got closer, the figure was a woman. From what he could see, she was…drawing? Who would be in the mood to draw at these times when orcs were roaming around? The woman had long black hair; she didn't even look up when he got off his white horse a few feet away from her. It was rude to walk up to a lady when she wasn't aware of you.

From afar, Legolas observed as the landscape behind him was slowly appearing on the paper. She didn't even bother to look up to have a look before drawing again. She had the landscape all in her mind. She was using pencil crayons to draw, but from the box, he saw that she had all type of stuff: paints, brushes, pencils, everything.

Legolas watched as she held three pencil crayons in her right hand, switching effortlessly from one colour to another. From time to done, she would hit her drawing pad with the back of her pencil crayon as she regarded her drawing, before continuing on.

It was kind of a weird experience for Legolas. Usually, he wouldn't even look at a woman twice. They were always the one who were trying to get his attention. Yet, this woman was quiet as she drew; all of her attention was on the drawing. She had a sense of peace with her somehow. It was as if it was the most righteous thing in the world for him to look at her while she focused on something else other than him.

He'd never thought that a woman can be quiet before...and it wasn't a bad feeling either.

Legolas waited patiently for her to finish her picture before walking up to her. He could almost imagine the expression on her face when she saw him. The desire to draw landscapes would soon be replaced with the want of drawing his portraits. It wasn't as if it was a bad thing, he could use some painting of himself. After all, one can never have enough admirers.

The woman, after giving the picture some final touch-ups, looked up when she saw an elf standing in front of her.

This is the moment. Legolas gave his infamous smile.

"Excuse me sir," the woman said; narrowing her eyes, "you are blocking my view."

It's alright. Legolas thought, comforting himself, She must have been living on her own world of art that she never seen a man before in her life. Or else, she would've known that I am the most handsome man in Middle Earth. Valar forgive her! For it is not a sin that she didn't recognize that fact!

The truth was, he was the one who was in his little world.

He watched as the woman before him got up from her spot, brushing dust and picking dry grass off her navy blue dress. She gathered her belongs and put them back into a pack on her horse.

She's just acting it. Legolas thought, desperately trying to save his ego, Who would leave, when I am standing in front of them.

"Where are you planning to stay the night?" he asked after she got onto her horse..

The woman pulled the rein and turned the horse around. "What do you think?" she said as if he just asked the stupidest question, "in these great plains of course."

Legolas shook his head, he should've known, she practically has no travel experience. Anyone who moved around in Middle Earth would know by now that orcs pop up from anywhere, and camping on the Great Plains near the Gap of Rohan will attract them in no time.

"Miss, you will be a sitting duck by nightfall." Legolas said, "I know a great hideaway where we can stay for the night."

She looked away from him, pondering for a moment, biting her lower lip as she thought about it. Then she turned back to meet his gaze, "lead the way."

With that Legolas took a half bow, "Legolas Greenleaf at your service, my lady." After, he got onto his horse quickly with ease. He didn't even see the woman's expression changed with the mention of his name.

From the moment Narie laid her eyes on the elf in front of her, she knew he was everything she tried to avoid. With one look, she knew he is one of those people who would drive women insane as they compete for his attention. He had beautiful eyes and had a perfect figure. What more did a man need? However, Narie was no ordinary female, she had a brain, he practically had the word 'dangerous, stay away for all cost' stamped onto his forehead.

However, he never seemed to look out of place. He obviously has no problem barging into her personal space. He looked so natural when he stood in front of her, watching her draw. She knew that he was standing in front of her for she had taken a peek after she heard soft footsteps approaching. Her left hand was slowly reaching for her dagger in her shoe when he stopped a few feet before her and watched her draw. She had hope that he will turn around and move away after some time, but he didn't. That was the reason why she looked up and made it clear that she didn't want him to be next to her. At the end, it seemed her intuition was right after all.

He was someone who she did everything to try to avoid. He was Legolas Greenleaf, her fiancé. It was he who was riding before her at this moment; the one who told her that he'd take her to a great place to stay for the night. This was the perfect example of irony.

So this was how their meeting turned out. Who would've thought? No earthquake; no thunderstorm; and hell has yet to break loose. In fact, it turned out to be a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky as she watched the sun slowly went down the horizon.

Even so, she started to regret that she even agreed into coming with him. All the rumours she heard about him played in her mind: he has lovers across Middle Earth; he is a womanizer; he needed a woman to sleep next to him every night and what's worse? He has exceptional fighting skills, so her short sword wouldn't do her any good if he set his mind onto something evil. Narie gulped as she nudged her horse faster so she can ride side-to-side with him. She turned her head to him, analyzing him, trying to see if he knew anything about her. His gave a small friendly smile when he saw her watching him.

Involuntarily, she gave a sigh of relief. It looks to her that he didn't know that she was Narie…unless he has extraordinary skills in stopping himself from wrapping his hands around her neck.

That's it. Legolas thought, keep looking at me. Just like what I've thought before, no woman can turn away from me. In no time, she'll fall head-over-heels for me.

"Here we are," Legolas said as he jumped off his horse in one swift motion.

Narie swung her right foot over the horse and held onto the saddle with both of her hands, getting off slowly. She looked around; indeed this place is a great hideout. Who would have thought that there's a valley within these mountains?

Legolas quickly went and gathered some dry woods before it was dark. After the campfire was built, both of them sat opposite to each other, unsure of what to say.

He looked at the woman before him. Her eyes were no long dark green but gold in front of the fire. Her long wavy black hair was loosely tied on the back, a few strands of hair were hanging loose, he watched as she pulled the strands behind her ears. She crossed her arms and hugged her legs, revealing part of her of her slightly tanned, smooth-skinned, shapely legs. She rested her head on her right shoulder, as she seemed to be thinking. He could only imagine those perfect legs wrapped around his waist and he felt like a jerk for the first time. She had a sense of immaculate within her, as if she could take away your troubles. He felt sinful with the thoughts he had before.

For once in Legolas' life, he actually felt that he could have a decent conversation with the opposite sex instead of just flirting or having an intimate relationship. Legolas shook his head, what was he thinking about. He wonder what would his friends think when they found out about his change of opinion about women. What was he thinking! He was wasting time here; he began to estimate the time it takes to woo her into his bed. Not that he has a bed here in the middle of the valley anyway, but still.

"Where are you going Miss?" Legolas said slowly, trying to stir a conversation. Rule number one; try to make her feel comfortable around you.

Narie just turned her eyes lazily to look at him for a moment, "Lorien." she answered softly.

One word…well at least it was a good start…

"Where are you from?" Legolas continued, determined to get a conversation going.

"Rivendell."

"So then you must've heard of a woman called Narie." Legolas said casually as he picked up a stick and started to poke at the burning wood. He didn't fail to note the flash of surprise in her eyes as her head jerked upright.

Was he for real? Narie questioned dubiously, He should be able to recognize me, after all, weren't Ellandan and Elrohir his best friend? They always talked about him when I was in Lord Elrond's house. How can he not know me? Even if he couldn't recognize me, I can't tell him like this now can I? 'Hi, I am Narie, you know, your fiancée, the one who had fled from Rivendell right after hearing that I am going to marry a gigolo, meaning you. I am on my way to get as far away from you as possible so that you will never be able to find me for the rest of your life.' He was probably on his way to hunt me down. She groaned, I'll be damned.

"You know her?" Legolas asked, eying her.

Narie looked at Legolas, trying to think of an excuse. I guess I really will be damned after all.

Well this is the end of Chapter 6. What happened? I thought that WW3 would take place when they meet, but then again, only Narie knows the whole truth. Legolas is the only one left in the dark, not knowing his fiancée is right in front of him. How will Narie react to his question? Will she be able to hide her identity from him? Will she be able to get to Lorien before Legolas 'swallow her up whole'? Where are her friends when she needs them? Continue to read this story to find out! Right now, please click the bottom left button and review, so that I know what you think about the story! Thanks a lot for reading!!

Queen of the Damned: Thanks a lot of the compliment and for reviewing my story! I love Haldir too lol, I was so sad when he died in the movie. Sigh, I was hoping he could play a bigger part in the movie.

Kiwi 05: I want to thank you for supporting me in this. That is what I believe too, that is the reason I wrote this story. It is so that I can destroy the cliché images of different characters in lotr. I hope you like this chapter and I hope that your computer problem will fixed soon.

Dunthonwen: Hi I am glad that you like the last chapter, I hope that you like this one also lol. So what do you think about Legolas and Haldir? I know I made them all out of character lol but still hehe

Elentari: lol I am happy that I got that 'Legolas is a womanizer' thing across. I know that elves don't do that but hell-- . However, it is not going to last long anymore, not when Narie is his fiancée, unless he wants to live in agony lol, bhhahahaahah!!

Eveningstar: I am so happy that you like the pairing! Their stories do not end there. They will play a major role in this story lol. Corie's past will be revealed in a few chapters, the problem is, will Haldir accept her after it. . To tell you the truth, I am still thinking about it. (I am those people who type as I go lol.) So I haven't made a decision on how their relationship will turn out yet.

Mirilya: Thanks a lot for reviewing! I know that I should read lotr first, I was angry last time . I will read that book as soon as I can, the problem is, I want to save up because instead of just borrowing it from a library, and I want to own them. So now I am counting my pennies, I think I'll be able to get them soon. Sounds stupid huh. but I think it'll be worth it lol.

Lome: hehe, you know, I can almost imagine Legolas doing the things you said in your review. . Don't worry Narie is not like other girls; there will be physical attractions, there will be mistakes made, but Narie will not be pushed around lol, so no worries.