aurora-myst: I know. I don't want it to end either. but the show must go on and we have to get to the trilogy sometime! thanks!

Choclair: hehe. no, its really not called for, but oh well. that's how the story goes. don't worry. they'll make up soon. thanks for the review!

spotnmushlover246: thanks for reviewing. they will. don't fret.

phoebemoon: thanks for the awesome compliments. I'll think about where to end this. a baby is definitely in the works, but not for this story. maybe the sequel. thanks!

IwishChan: nope, not really. thanks for the review!

GreenEyedElfGoddess: whoa! idea overload! thanks for all your help though. I'm kinda thinking about the miscarriage thing. hmm. good idea there. keep reading! thanks!

Myri78: I believe you are totally right. there's always a way to work things out. don't worry. they'll hook back up soon enough. the French fries are on the way! I've figured out a way to get them in! not for another few chappies though! happy easter to you too!

beautystar: I'll pretend I didn't hear that comment about your parents :begins humming: anyway, thanks!

Marisa: you're righto! they definitely will get back together and work everything out. it just might take awhile. I haven't quite figured it out yet myself. I dunno where that chappie even came from. hmm. I'm not ready for the end either, but I do want to get started on the sequel. thanks!

brownie24: hehehe. you're as mad at lena as I am. like I said to Marisa, I don't have a clue as to where that chappie came from. I guess I was in a bad mood or something. whew! anyway, lena had incredibly deep feelings for Elrohir, which even she didn't understand. but in the end, she realized it would never work out and they could only be friends. but now she's doubting herself. does that make sense? thanks for the ideas!

Crecy: thanks much!

Leah's Lovely: yeppers! happy ending definitely. thanks so much. and yes, it does have to end eventually. sorry.

Miraen: no, I did not fall asleep reading your review. its okie, trust me. hmm, I could bring tolkien back into the mix…I need to ponder on that. good ideas though. thanks much!

Legolaslover: you said it girl! lena's being a real jerk to leggy right now. :smacks author in the head: thanks so much for all your great ideas. I'll take them into consideration. thanks!

Elfie Gurl: thanks!

MarauderQueen: hehe. thanks. I know there's no mention, but hey…that's why this site is here, right? just for peeps like us! thanks for the review!

Lady Shadow of Sorrow: aw, thanks so much for the wonderful review!

enyamorntuilr: um, thanks!

Megara: yeah, kinda. but you gotta remember, lena was provoking the whole thing too. yeah, lena fights, but not too much. she can't steal leggy's spotlight! anyway, I can seriously imagine the van pulling into your drive way like, right now! look out girl!

dreamsofdarkness: thanks much!

The Great and Powerful Oz: me too! hehehe. I want that award. I totally agree with you! thanks!

woodschyk: ok, ok, ok. calm down. here ya go! thanks!

XX: thanks. keep reading. hope you still like.

Derri: why not? it's genetically possible.

Alora: thanks for the back up. I was kinda put off by her review when so many people obviously have the same things in their stories. it means a lot to have your support, so thanks again. lena is worried, I guess you could say. she's not quite ready to settle down with a child yet, and she's scared that something might happen. I think. anyway, thanks!

Disclaimer: I want a legolas of my own! but he belongs to tolkien, along with the rest of the characters and places you recognize.

Chapter 32

Legolas stood gazing sourly out the large window overlooking the valley of Rivendell, his arms crossed over his chest. The sun was just starting to peak over the mountains in the distance, lighting the dell with its warm rays. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Arcollo stride slowly into the room with a cup of tea in his hand.

"You're up early," he stated nonchalantly, raising a brow at the younger Elf lord.

Legolas made a noncommittal sound and continued his vigil on the morning sun. The hues of red, gold, and orange that painted the sky intrigued him, and suddenly, he wished he was sharing the view with Lena, wrapped up in a warm blanket out on the balcony.

Arcollo sat down in an armchair and stared languidly at his tea. Looking up, he finally said, "She will come around and realize what she has done, Legolas. Give her time to straighten her priorities out."

"This is the second time in the past three days," Legolas stated tonelessly. His expression was schooled neutrality, but Arcollo knew the prince well enough to understand that he was in distress.

"She loves you, Legolas."

"She told me to find someone else, Arcollo," he intoned flatly. "That does not sound much like love to me. Perhaps she has grown weary of me."

"Elena was always one to let her tongue control her, not her heart or her head. She is just like her mother in that respect. I know her comments can be biting sometimes, believe me. I endured my fair share of them long before the two of you ever met."

Legolas lowered his eyes from the beautiful view outside and stared with sudden interest at his feet. He knew Arcollo was right. Lena did have a penchant for speaking without thinking, and he had found himself on the receiving end of her diatribes more than once. But still…such statements from her mouth left him with a stinging pain in his heart. She must have had the thought before, even if subconsciously, to allow it to come forth. Did she truly doubt him so much as to venture that far with her displeasure?

"It pains me," he finally whispered, placing his hand on his chest over his heart.

"I know it does," Arcollo replied, sipping his tea carefully. "But she will recognize her wrongdoing before long."

Nilfalath walked aimlessly down one of the many paths in Imladris, not really caring where he was going or where he would end up. He missed his home in more ways than one, and he was certainly glad to be back. The sun filtered merrily through the trees, as it was now late morning, and it cast unearthly light on the ground beneath his feet. He smiled faintly and gazed at the land around him. Rivendell was kept in a perpetual autumn by the powers of Lord Elrond, and the city's beauty never waned.

Nilfalath knew he'd been down every path in the vicinity of the Dell, so he wasn't exactly sure why he'd chosen this particular one. It had just seemed right at the moment, and he was hesitant to admit that some strange attraction had led him there. As he moved deeper into the forest, his senses went on high alert. There was someone else out there.

At first, it had just started as a feeling. Now he was sure. A lilting voice floated through the cool air, carrying a cheery tune to his ears. Now he was intrigued. An elleth, no doubt, was just beyond the ridge of trees to his left. His primal awareness slowly awakened and his senses zeroed in on the female. What in Arda was she doing way out here, and by herself for that matter? He hesitantly pushed aside the branches from the tree before him and peered around through the foliage.

A young elleth, not more than a few hundred summers, sat leaning against a large oak tree, her dark black hair unbound and loose behind her. Her skin was a lovely shade of pale cream, and was still smooth and unmarred with youth. And her eyes, her eyes were a beautiful shade of aquamarine that shone and sparkled in the beaming sun. Nilfalath's eyes widened as he stared in shock at the sight in front of him. Never before had he seen an elleth so charming upon first sight. Her eyes met his gaze curiously, and her lips curved up into a small smile.

"And who might you be, wandering one?" she asked in a soft silky voice.

"I…uh, well…"

The elleth giggled and stood from her spot by the tree. "You do have a name, don't you?"

"Well…yes," he finally managed to stutter. Why was it that his brain could not place together a coherent thought?

"And? It is…" she encouraged, smoothing out the wrinkles in her sky blue dress. She moved closer to him and gave him a warm smile.

"Uh, N…Nilfalath, lady," he mumbled, thoroughly embarrassed with his own faltering manners and behavior. Not to mention that fact that he had been caught.

"Nilfalath, is it? Lord Arcollo's son?"

Nilfalath found he could only nod in agreement. He did not trust his mouth any longer.

"Well, Nilfalath," she sighed. "I am Mirrawen, daughter of the Lord Girilead. And I am most pleased to make your acquaintance." She dropped into a slight curtsey and sent him another smile.

Nilfalath nodded again and cursed his clumsiness. What fool would go tromping through the forest in the Dell, meet up with the possibly most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, and not be able to control his own tongue? Plastering a cockeyed grin on his face, he placed a kiss on the back of her hand and thought, Obviously me.

Sorry, short filler chapter here. needed to get that out of my head. there ya go loveroflegolas! I finally worked in your cameo. be ready to make more appearances! you've caught nilfalath's eye, you sly devil, you! lucky girl.