DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything : ( a part from Deron, Lando and Ren (I hope the names don't suck too much).

A/N: Hi everybody! Here's the new chappy. I've been a good girl this time, haven't I? I t took me less time to update ; ) It's not very long I know, but I wanted to keep it separated from the rest, since this will be all about Par and Damson. : ) Thank you for reviewing!

Hidden Love

By: Smiling Cat

Chapter 5

Let us leave the Woods of the Westland and have a look at what is going on in Tyrsis.

Par and Damson have been there for some time and they're still unaware of the plans already sat for them. After a peaceful dinner with Padishar they're enjoying a quite chat about the upcoming wedding.

"So, have you sat the date yet?" The king of Callahorn asked cheerfully.

"The first day of Spring! Isn't it a wonderful time of the year to get married? Everything will be blooming." The Bride announced with enthusiasm.

Damn! There's only a month and a half left, I must hurry with the plan or they won't make it in time.

Padishar smiled to conceal his displeasure.

"Good coiche, and where would you like to have it?"

"Well, at first we thought about the Shady Vale, but perhaps Tyrsis would be better... we're still unsure."

Par explained with a thoughtful look on his elven face.

"If that's like it I have a proposal for you, actually it's not mine, but of the elven Queen..."

"Wren!"

"Yes, your cousin is very happy for the both of you and talking about it we had this idea..."

What's the old fox up to this time?

Damson thought alarmed by the twinkle in her father's eyes.

"Why don't we hold the ceremony at the Renn Vale in the presence of our friends and allies from all over the Four Lands? It would be a nice way to celebrate together our Victory and our hopes for the future." He said with satisfaction.

"Father!"

protested the red-headed woman with indignation.

"I think I've already told you that I don't want a big wedding, only family and close friends!"

Padishar laughed heartily. "From what I recall the guest's list has already exceeded some hundred people, since you consider the Free Born's inner cyrcle as your family. What difference would it make some more trolls, elves and dwarves.

"You don't fool me! I'm your daughter after all, am I not? I know how that rotten brain of yours works: there will surely be at least half of the elven Nation watching us!"

She yelled furiously.

"Honey, you..." Par tried to calm her

"Don't dare honey me Par Ohmsford! Can't you see what he's trying to do? He wants to take control over this too."

"So, what if I am? You're not some gipsy conjurer anymore, you're a princess and as such you have duties and responsabilities to fulfill. Your marriage is of the utmost importance because someday you two will take my place, I don't get any younger as time goes by, that's for sure!

I know you never asked for this, you're not hungry for Power, but your blood asks it out of you and if you'll stap down this Land will fall in the shadows once again."

He looked the two speechless youngsters.

"It was wrong of me to avoid this subject, but I thought you would have understood it yourselves by now..." After a long silence Par spoke with shame in his voice, his head downcasted.

"Perhaps we didn't WANT to think about it. We were so cought up in our own happy world and our future that we shut out the rest... I'm sorry."

"Easy Par, I don't blame you, I understand. Being the Free Born's chief is quite different from being the King of Callahorn; if I had known the weight of the responsability that I accepted perhaps... but that's pointless, I did what I had to do and now you're stuck too... I AM sorry."

The young woman looked her father with unshed tears and ran to hug him.

"Ok, we'll hold the cerimony in the Westlands" She croaked out from his shoulder.

He held her more tightly.

"I promise you I will do everything to make it the happiest day of your life."

"You can bet on it old man!"

She smiled up at him and stepped back. Sensing that now the two men wanted to speak she went to give Per a quick kiss and left them alone.

"What's troubling you Vale man?"

As usual Padishar was the first to speak. Par finally looked up at him.

"Will I be worth this? Will the People accept me? I look more like an elf than a man."

"You're a good man with many qualities Par, and by the way you won't be alone: she'll be at your side and I will guide you as long as I can. And what about your heritage? You and your Family are a living legend, everyone knows what you've done for the Four Lands and your relationship with Wren Elessedil will reassure them: in times of need the elves will have an incentive to help us."

The man winked at his future son in law and they laughed together.

"Tell me something... who had this idea?"

"I don't really know myself, but my guess is that Triss suggested it to Wren, she probably feared they wouldn't let her attend the cerimony..."

Par sighed in understanding "She told me about this last time we went to visit her: they're constantly watching her, they're quite hyper protective... but I understand, as Wren does: she's the last of her lineage."

"Yes... and it's strange they haven't yet pushed her into getting married."

"What! I thought she liked Triss... not that she said anything, she's very shy about these things, but I belived she was just waiting for the right time."

The two reflected upon their friend's situation for some time.

"What a strange man the Captain..." Padishar pointed out.

"Everytime i think I have figured him out he does or says something that shatters my opinion... I wouldn't like to have him as an opponent, that's for sure."

"Because you don't like to lose!" Par mocked him. "I must confess that he scares me a little, even if he seems to like me and undoubtedly adores my cousin; He'd do anything for her, not only because she's the Queen."

"Well, at least you'll have something to occupy your time with during the preparations."

Par arched an eyebrow.

"I for sure can't take care of it, I'll give you what ever you need, but the rest is up to the two of you… and you'd better start tomorrow, you don't have much time. Sending the invitation will be a challange itself, and then there are the cerimony, decorations, the reception, dresses……"

He laughed out loud at the horrified expression of the groom.

What mess did I get myself into!

"This is crazy! Who gets to pay for what!" Damson cried out in frustration.

The two of them had spent the morning writing and sending invitations and now they were planning the rest with many problems.

"We can buy the dresses here but what about decorations and food…. And where will the reception be held?"

Par tried to comfort her with a hug.

"Perhaps we should ask Wren for help, that's her Land after all, she'll surely know how to aid us; and it's been long since we last went there; It's the least we can do to visit her after she's been so kind to us. And it will be usefull to grow familiar with the place where we'll be wed"

"But we haven't been here for long!" Damson protested.

"Dear we don't have much time to get everything ready, and besides we'll have the rest of our lives to be here in Tyrsis."

"Ok. But we will leave the day after tomorrow, I want to go to the tailoress and have dinner with father."

"As you wish honey." Par sighed gloomily at the thought of letting himself being tortured by the tailoess. Damson laughed hard at his puting face.

"Don't be scared, Damson will be there to protect you from the evil tailoess!"

and she dragged him out, both of them still laughing.

A\N: Phew! Another chappy is done! Please review and let me know what do you think; are Par and Damson in out of character in your opinion?