Author's note:

Disclaimer:Don't own LOTR, never have, never will. No money made from this, never have, never will.

Hey people, this is my second fic, and first romance, pls go easy…

Enjoy!

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The Swan Princess and the Horse Lord

She stepped out in to the moonlight, closing her eyes to relish in the soft caress of the sea breeze upon her face. She needed to clear her thoughts, especially after almost being suffocated in a hall full of smoke.

Her father and brothers did not take to smoking, probably linked to the elvish blood in her veins. This caused her not to be accustomed to smoke.

She also wanted to escape, partly due to the fact that her father was so keen to introduce her to as many noble bachelors as possible, before pushing her and her newly acquainted dance partners to dance. Seriously, did he think that she would not see through his actions? She should really tell him that subtle hints were not his forte.

The men were no better. They looked at her as if she were merely a pawn on their chessboard, a pass to the Royal family of Dol Amroth. She did not feel comfortable being treated so. Disgusted at the flicker of greed in their eyes, a window to their power hungry minds.

The last man was the last straw. What was his name? Lord Sidil of Sevansache. The moment he heard that she was the princess of Dol Amroth, his eyes lit up. He also kept pulling her closer to him while they were dancing, too close for comfort. She, fortunately, managed to push him back even further, before giving him her most icy smile. She couldn't take it any longer when she caught him looking down her dress. She promptly excused herself from the dance, before making her way to the balcony at the other side of the room.

However, when she realized that he was following her, she spun around to bestow upon him an icy glare. Not one of her iciest, but a fierce glare it was nonetheless. This rooted him to the spot. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound escaped. Smugly, she continued on her way to the balcony.

She smiled now, recalling the looking Lord Sidil had on his face. A picture of rejection, and disbelief.

She sighed and looked to the sea. The moonlight was now playing on the water. Reflecting its soft glow on the moving waters, casting a dance of silver light for her to enjoy.

She was content. She had the sea, the moon, the sand, her friends, and family. She did not need or want to have a husband and get married. She was content with what she had now. She did not want it to change.

If the Moonlight-reflecting-on-water thing is too dreamy and unrealistic, I was merely recalling the scene from my window, how the moonlight plays on the sea.

Also, Please, please, please review! This is my second fic and first romance, so I really need comments, pointers, advice, or even Flames! I really need something to point me in the right direction. And seeing how my first fic didn't even get a review at all, I really need something to say if I'm on the right track or not.

Just be nice and review... Thanks.