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Ok, for those of you who were wondering: No, the brunette elven servant is NOT Arwen. I really don't intend to have Arwen in this story, sorry if any of you are disappointed.

And Also: I'm sorry for the long update. I went on vacation to Mexico for a week. And Yes, it was very warm and very nice and I got a great tan, and Yes, there were many, many hot boys everywhere. Not to mention fish. Sorry to keep you waiting. Oh, and I also got a job, and I'm working 28 hours a week, and I know that don't sound like much, but it might cut back my writing time, so if I'm ever late on updates, consider that the explaination, ok? Thanks guys!

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When Legolas was bathed and properly clothed, he again was met by Elrond. And yet again, he asked if he could be with Eressa now.

Lord Elrond nodded and brought forth a servant to lead him to the quarters in which 'The Lady Eressa' had been given. He was told that she would return later to lead him to his own quarters.

"That won't be necessary," He told them.

The servant walked Legolas through a corridor and down a hall with many windows. Legolas could see the sun's fiery edge appear between the two mountains, making the waters of the river glint like gold. He smiled. He had missed this place.

The servant stopped by the door and opened it, motioning for Legolas to enter. Legolas smiled and thanked them politely, and walked in, with the door closing behind them. Then Legolas gasped.

Eressa lay sprawled on the bed, asleep. She had, as Lord Elrond had explained, been cleaned as well, and Legolas didn't believe she had ever looked more beautiful than she did now. He approached her, careful as not to wake her, and noticed the tray of food that rested on the table at the foot of the bed.

There was a small loaf of bread, some fruit, and some warm soup. Legolas placed his hand on the bread and felt it's warmth. It must have been brought here only a few minutes ago. He resisted the urge to take a bite out of it. Eressa needed the food more than he did.

Then Legolas noticed another thing, placed near the tray was an emply glass, and a bottle of elven wine. Legolas's eyes lit up when he saw it. He had always loved Rivendell's wine. This time, he allowed himself to open the bottle and take a small sip.

He swallowed. "Good stuff." He muttered to himself as he set the bottle down. His eyes turned to Eressa, and once again he was overwhelmed by her beauty.

He found himself in bed beside her, with his hands brushing the sides of her face gently. She was dressed in only a robe, but she looked stunning in it nonetheless.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Legolas turned towards it, a little annoyed. He wished to have what remained of the night alone with Eressa. Groaning, he got out of the soft bed and opened the door.

A servant elf stood outside with a folded dress in her arms. She gasped when she saw him, and found it hard to say anything for some time.

"Yes?" Legolas asked, impatient.

"Oh…these are for The Lady Eressa…Prince Legolas." She said hesitantly.

Legolas smiled as he took the clothing from her. "Thank you."

The elven servant looked at him in amazement one more time. "I shall leave you then." She said, and quickly hurried off.

Legolas looked at the clothing and closed the door. It was a dress, and a beautiful one at that. He couldn't wait to see Eressa put it on.

"Eressa." He said to himself. He put the clothes down on the table next to the food and once again climbed into bed next to his lover. She sighed in her slumber and shifted a bit. Legolas paused as he watched her long eyelashes flutter.

Eressa opened her eyes. "Legolas!" She said when she saw him. She didn't have to reach for him to hold her, for his arms were around her in an instant.

"Eressa…melamin…I missed you." Legolas said, embracing her.

Eressa gladly returned the embrace. "I missed you too…" She replied. "I was so afraid that you had been hurt!"

"I am fine." He assured her, touched her cheek with the palm of his hand.

Eressa pressed her hand to his, holding it against her face. She looked at Legolas with wonder in her eyes.

"You look…so handsome, Legolas." She breathed.

"You look breathtaking as well, Eressa." Legolas returned warmly. He leaned forward, and the small distance between their bodies closed as he kissed her on the mouth. Eressa held him to her as long as possible, and Legolas didn't mind that at all.

It was only when she needed to breathe did she let him go. "I love you." She whispered in his ear.

Legolas sighed as he felt the vibrations of her voice against his skin. "And I love you, Eressa." He told her, gripping her body.

Eressa smiled gently as she watched Legolas's hand trail from her cheek to under her robe and rest on the bare, smooth skin of her stretched belly. She reached under as well and held his hand there, the feel of his skin against hers comforting.

"You're probably resting your hand on your son or daughter's head right now, Legolas." Eressa told him.

Legolas looked at her in surprise and delight. "I never thought of that." He paused. "I suppose I have a hard time believing that there is a little life right there…inside you."

"There is." Eressa said warmly. "Lord Elrond said that it's been about six months now."

"Did he?" Legolas asked, and Eressa nodded.

Eressa squeezed the hand that wasn't under her robe with her free hand. "What did you tell him about us?" She asked.

Legolas blinked. She was speaking of Lord Elrond, of course. "I told him the shorter version of…everything."

"Oh. Alright." Eressa said, satisfied with that answer. She gasped when she saw the dress and the food at the end of the bed. "Is that for us?" She asked.

"It is for you, actually." Legolas said. "Though I did sample the wine. It is quite good."

Eressa sat up and looked at him in surprise. "I've never tasted a drop of wine in my life." She said.

Legolas smiled and crawled towards the end of the bed, picking up the glass and the bottle. He uncorked the bottle once again, using his teeth and poured the red liquid into the glass.

"You'll love it then." He said clumsily, with the cork in between his teeth.

Eressa took the glass but looked at it quizzically. She looked back at Legolas, who gave her an encouraging nod, and so she took a small sip. Then she smiled. It was a strange flavor, unlike what she thought wine would taste like, but it was very good.

"I do love it." She said as she took another sip. "You know me so well, Legolas."

"Then I can bet you are famished as well." The elf said as he brought over the whole tray of food. Eressa smiled and reached for the still warm bread. she tore the loaf in half and offered one half to Legolas. He took it.

The couple dined happily until all the food was gone. They laid back on the bed with their bellies full and their hearts content.

"I can't believe we're finally here…" Legolas pondered aloud. "Thank the Valar."

Eressa grinned at him. "Thank the Valar for you." She said.

Legolas grinned sheepishly. He shifted so that he was closer to Eressa, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Legolas once again placed a tender hand on her swollen stomach.

Eressa watched him do this and then asked: "What are we going to name the child, Legolas?"

Legolas looked up at her, eyes wide. He hadn't thought of that small detail, either. That worried him. How many other things could he forget?

"I don't know…whatever you like, Eressa." He answered uncertainly.

Eressa looked down on her stomach. "It will depend on if it is a boy or a girl. What do you think it will be?"

Legolas frowned. "I don't know." He repeated.

Eressa smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "I think it's going to be a son." She said confidently.

Legolas propped himself up on his elbow. "What makes you so certain, melamin?"

Eressa removed her arms from around Legolas's shoulders and rubbed them against her round belly. "I just have a feeling, that's all."

Legolas nodded and rested his head on her shoulder, breathing in her scent. "If you say so." He agreed. Then he yawned.

"Are you tired, Legolas?" Eressa asked.

"Yes."

"So am I."

Legolas grinned and he closed his eyes for a moment. "Then let us fall asleep, and not wake until tomorrow."

Eressa giggled. "I hope we do not sleep so long." She said. "Lord Elrond would think we have died!"

Legolas laughed at his lovers jest, and wrapped his arms around her waist, around her firm belly. He sighed and looked up at Eressa as she closed her eyes and did the same.

"I love you." He told her. His voice was a soft as the wind on a spring morning.

Eressa's eyes opened a bit. She looked right at him, and smiled. "And I love you, Legolas Greenleaf."

Legolas sighed again, and Eressa closed her eyes yet again. He listened to her heart beating steadily. Faintly, inside her somewhere, he could hear the sped-up heartbeat of his child as well. They both melted into a steady rhythm that slowly lulled him to sleep.

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Ok. So this chappy wasn't long, but it was an ok place to end. That makes this the second chapter of this story I've written in one day! Wow! A record! Kewlness!