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Cyberwing: Sorry for my lack of update, I got a writer's block and I changed this chapter for several times cuz I'm not really please with it. My creativeness is really dying.

Someone just kill me!! Ugh, I was forced to play piano and study for theory examinations for the past weeks! And what's worse? I couldn't sleep the night before and I felt my hands shaking and my legs go weak. I bombed it totally! Someone kill me!! Well, now that you know I didn't die, here's the next chapter! I am off to my bed!! Sleep my problems away TT

Now is one of the times where I considered myself to be stupid and that I should have practiced more instead of playing video games and watching anime. In other words, I brought it upon myself!! TT.

Also, I wanted to apologize beforehand that I might type the names wrong. I might spell Naire instead of Narie and Corie instead of Coire. Their endings are so close!! sobs

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Don't Love me Too Much-ch10

Narie took a deep breath, feeling the warm of the sun on her face. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in sight for many miles. What happened last month all seemed to be a dream. It was as if the meeting had never taken place. But she knew no matter how much she wished that it could never come true. For the last month, she had been worried, she feared that the letter would do her more damage than good, that instead of getting him angry that he will indeed go to the west to search for 'Narie', he'd turn back and hunt her down. She could almost be described as fleeing from the valley, almost.

Luckily, he didn't, she hadn't seen the sight of him and that made her infuriated and relieved at the same time. It wasn't as if she was hoping that he'd come back, telling her that he'll take responsibility for what he did. No, she wasn't naive, yet the emptiness in her heart won't go away. She knew she shouldn't live like this; she got her family, she got her friends, and most of all, she still got a life ahead of her. She sighed, she was beginning to sound like those girls who got dumped by the man they love; when, in reality, was quite the opposite.

She was about to reach the main entrance into Lorien, she had been stopped by a group of guards. They had a unique way of welcoming newcomers; they shove an arrow close to your face, and then demands to know your identity. She gave a small smile, pushing the rim of her glasses up as the gold bracelet reflected brightly under the sun, giving her a golden aura. She put on her glasses just before she reached the outer border of Lorien, after all, she can't have others knowing that she can see perfectly without her glasses. She took off the golden bracelet, the words made no sense to her; she would have to borrow some books from her friend in order to decipher them.

The reason why she was wearing it right now was because she hoped that what Lord Elrond said about it was true- that it indeed was a good luck charm. But in her mind, she already believed in it. The moment she took off her bracelet, Legolas showed up. Talk about the devil. She took it out of her bag and worn it ever since the morning she left, and nothing happened since then.

She got off her horse and began to walk, enjoying the view of the beautiful forest. The golden leaves were carried by the gentle breeze; they swirled around her before they fell onto the ground. She looked around, hoping that she'll see someone who can tell her where she can find her friends.

"Narie!" someone called behind her.

She got off her horse and swirled around. She saw Elladan running toward her, with Elrohir in hot pursuit. Naire smiled as he stopped in front of her and gave her a bear hug, he almost knocked her off her feet if he didn't wrap his arms around her. Elrohir stood onto the side and started to tap his foot.

"It's been ten seconds, it's my turn." Elrohir complained. Elladan rolled his eyes and let go of the girl. He watched as Elohir gave her a hug also. It had been so long since he had seen her; it was because Elrohir and he had been scouting the woods for quite some time. When they heard about the engagement of Legolas and Narie, they couldn't wait to see the expression of Legolas' face; therefore, they left before having a chance to talk to her. Narie had been a friend for as long he could remember. She was easy to talk to and could always give good advices. After all, she was technically one of the counsels of Rivendell, it was just that other counselors refused to accept her as one for she was a woman.

He would've married her since she was what he considered to be an ideal wife, but he knew that Narie only viewed him as a big brother and that it wouldn't be fair to Elrohir either. He knew about the feelings Elrohir had for Narie, for it was the same feeling he had for her too.

He wanted to marry her because he and Narie had been close friends for a long time; they knew how to get along together peacefully. Most of all, he knew that Narie would be able to continue living even if something happened to him. She would be sad, but she wouldn't die, and that made all the difference for he wouldn't feel pressured in the decision he would make in the future.

n these days where orcs roamed, he couldn't promise anyone, even himself that he'll be alive and well when he returns to her. No matter what, he didn't want to be responsible for two lives, his and his spouse.

The truth was, Elrohir and him had made a pact about it and he was not about to break it for her. She was important, but not important for him to destroy the strong bond between his brother and him, and he was sure that Elrohir felt the same way also. In a way, he was happy that Legolas was Narie's fiancé, for he knew Narie was someone perfect for Legolas. It was just that both of them didn't realize that yet.

"Narie." A soft voice called behind him. Elladan turned as saw Coire, who was wrapped in a cloak for she was wet; Haldir was a few steps behind her. Coire had her left arm around her bucket of clothing. He gave a small smile as Haldir nodded in return. Both of them turned back to the girls.

Narie was being swirled by Elrohir before she heard someone called her, "put me down!" Elrohir dropped her instantly; she fell onto the ground with a thud. She gave Elrohir a dirty look before giving a bright smile to the women standing in front of her, "It had been a long time? Coire? It was about seven hundred years since we've last met."

"Too long." Coire said. She walked up to Naire, kneeling down; she took Narie's hand, holding them before her. She gave a weak smile, tears in her eyes. "It's so good to see you."

Naire gave a small smile in return, she patted Coire's hand. "Same here." she looked over Coire, she gasped, "What happened? Why are you all wet?"

Coire gave an uneasy laugh, "I was so clumsy that I fell into the river. Luckily, Haldir was there to rescue me; he was the one who gave me this cloak. Isn't it right, Haldir?" She turned and looked at him.

Haldir looked and saw Naire's questioning glance. There was tension in the air. The way Coire talk was starting to give him the goosebumps. She had many different facets, friendly, sexy, but never this. She sounded weak, gentle and distant! What in the world was going on? Coire had never had anyone visiting her before. Narie was the first one who actually wanted to see her. This may be due to the way she was acting toward people, destroying other people's relationships. Still, why was she acting like this? It was as if she was having a constant change of personalities. He felt a shiver down his spine, he already had difficulty taking care of Legolas' monthly mood swings, and he wasn't in the mood to take care of hers either.

He took another look at Narie; he couldn't help to think that she was odd. She was wearing glasses and was wearing a golden bracelet, when their race valued silver more than gold. She didn't look like an elf. But what was more interesting was how Coire acted around Naire. She just said that they haven't seen each other for a long time, and it was the same time since Coire settled in Lorien. A thought came but he snapped out of his thinking when he saw Coire's threatening look, and Naire's glance behind Coire. Haldir nodded, giving Coire an amusing look. He was becoming more and more curious about her.

Coire felt a shiver down her spine; she really didn't like the way that Haldir was looking at her. It was as if he knew something she didn't and he wasn't about to tell her either, like he had just found an interesting thing about her. She had better get out of there before he blows her cover. She didn't know how long she could keep Narie from finding out the truth, that she was no longer who she was before for everything had changed.

Coire took a deep breath; she really didn't want to cry. It was a promise which she made to herself. She didn't want to be a burden and had no interest in becoming one again either. It took her so long to push herself back up from the ground, she didn't want to slip and fall again. She wrapped her arms around Narie, feeling her presences. It was all she needed right now, a true friend, not someone who looked down upon her. "I can't believe you are here. I was so worried when I heard the engagement between you and Legolas!."

Narie looked at Haldir a moment longer before looking at Coire, something didn't feel right. Something seemed to be missing, then realization hit her, "You didn't cry Coire." It was a weird statement, no doubt. In any other situation, people might consider Naire to be self-centered, for her friends must cry when they meet her. However, she was Coire.

Coire looked down at the ground, before she raised her head, "Many things change through time. I promised him and myself, I am not about to break my promise."

"Yes," Narie spoke slowly, looking away, "many things do change, but there are things that remain the same right? Don't bottle up your emotions, it is bad for you. Valar made us like humans; we have emotions just like them. Don't overdo yourself." She patted Coire's shoulder, "I can be a good listener, if you want to tell me anything, just say it. Anyways, Coire, can you lend me some of your clothes? Mine are all dirty from the trip."

"I will," Coire said quickly, and at that moment, Naire knew that Coire wasn't going to tell her anything at all. Coire was simply humoring her. "About the clothes, mine are all wet right now because I just washed them. I didn't know that you will arrive today. I am sorry. You'll just have to borrow clothes from others."

It would've been better if she asked instead of Narie, after all, she had been living in Lorien for a long time. However, she knew that if she indeed went and ask for clothes, nobody would be willing to lend clothes to her. Not a lot of people, especially women, appreciate the 'great deeds' she did. Therefore, it will be better for Narie to ask for clothes instead.

Narie sighed involuntarily; it hurts her to see Coire like this. The old Coire would've burst into tears by now. Coire was someone who could start crying for no apparent reason at all. She was an extremely sensitive, quiet girl who got worked up all the time. Don't get her wrong, Coire was a good friend, but Naire got irritated from time to time as she was the one who comforted Coire. Before Naire used to wonder where Coire kept water in stock for her tears, for every time she cried; it took a long time for her to stop. Naire thought the Coire would've at least grown out of it, becoming a bit stronger through time, instead of crying for every five seconds, but she never had expected this.

Coire who stood before her was no longer crying, she looked confident and independent. Narie felt like she didn't know her anymore, old Coire was nothing but a distant memory. Even so, Naire was beginning to miss the sound of Coire crying, it seemed queer and she was not used to the sudden change around Coire. Maybe she should've come with her to Lorien instead of listening to Coire's wishes. However, Narie doubted that she'll be able to help Coire, for emotions were complicated and only Coire could do anything about it. After all, she could only help herself, how could Naire help Coire when she didn't want her to? Still, the silence between Coire and herself was unnerving.

Naire began to question her sanity, before she couldn't wait to the time when Coire would stop crying. However, right now, at this moment, she wished Coire was crying, for that meant that she got over the incident. With her not crying and acting like this, Naire sighed, it seemed as if her worst fear came true.

Narie sighed once more; grabbing Coire's left arm, "Come on, and take me to your tree house. Forget what I've said. I don't want other people's clothes anyway, you don't have to get so upset about it." She pulled Coire up with her as they stood up together. Just like the old times.

Naire recalled the number of times when Coire was hiding somewhere crying. In the end, she and her brother would go out to find her. Maybe it was the reason why Coire and her brother grew close before that incident. Narie shook her head; she didn't want to think about it again. The incident only revolved around one name, one particular elf, but it changed the lives of Coire and her family forever. What could to be said? Not even Naire was strong enough to face the pain. She used the strategy learned from ostrichs; however, different from burring her head into the ground; she blocked the incident out of her mind and tried not to think about it, hoping as time goes by, the pain will go away.

Coire let Narie to pull her by her arm. She thanked god that she was washing her clothes when Narie arrived. Who would've thought that it was the perfect excuse? If she was able to lend her clothes to Naire, she wouldn't even be in this mess. She couldn't let Narie see what she was wearing right now! It wasn't as if Naire would throw a fit and then hell would break loose, it was because she couldn't stand seeing the sad expression on Narie's face. In a way, Coire felt guilty for this, although she wasn't exactly lying, she was still deceiving in a way, not telling Naire everything. But Coire had enough problem of her own; she didn't want to create one more for herself.

In a way, she wanted to confide with Naire, tell her everything, but she worried that Naire couldn't take it and as a result, Naire wouldn't want to be her friend anymore. She knew she was making a big deal out of this but she didn't know anything anymore. Coire was at the point in her life where she didn't know where to go or which way to turn. Yes, she had been bitter, there had been hatred toward the man who did this to her, the man who turned her into this, and yet, what came out of it? Emptiness and loneliness were the things that stayed with her for the past hundreds of years, she couldn't even recall the moment when she was actually happy, that she was laughing full heartedly.

How could she confide with Naire when she didn't even know what she wanted anymore. She wanted to be happy and by destroying relationships of other people, it gave her happiness which could temporary fill the emptiness in her heart. Coire knew better, she weren't happy; the only thing that kept her alive was because she refused to end up like 'him'. Haldir was a good man, he, in a way, for was the one who kept her in line when she went temporary insane.

But Coire couldn't depend on him forever; there will be the time in life where Haldir would walk out of her life, just like 'him'. Coire couldn't even bare thinking about the name, she was naïve at that time, and she thought that 'he' will be the one. However, reality was cruel and her dream for the future scattered in a matter of days. 'He' left nothing behind, nothing except pain and suffering that will last eternally for her.

Elladan and Elrohir watched as Haldir gave a small smile before he turned the other way and left. They raised their eyebrows and looked at each other, what in the world just happened?

Narie let Coire walked in front of her. She pulled her horse along side with her. They didn't talk during the way; both of them were lost in their own thoughts.

"What are you doing here?" Haldir asked; crossing his arms before his chest. If he was thinking that he could avoid the Guard Warden, think again. He paused, wondering if he should say it or not. "You know, your fiancée is here."

"I know, and it's payback time."

So who was the man responsible for Coire's sudden change of personality? What was the story between Coire, Narie and that mysterious person? What happened to that guy? Will Narie be able to help Coire through her bitterness or will Coire stay like this forever!!! Omg! Legolas is in Lorien, what will he do to get back at Narie? Read the next chapter to find out!!!

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