More than Just an Affair

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Chapter 2: First Encounter

She felt the blindfold being removed and she looked up into unfathomably blue eyes.

She awoke with a start, gasping raggedly. She was drenched in a cold sweat. Faramir had left already, but all she could think about were those eyes; familiar, yet she couldn't put a name to them. What was happening to her?

For the next few days the dreams continued, all the way to the celebration in Gondor. Every time she dreamt, all she ever got to see of the person were his wonderful blue eyes. She couldn't get them out of her mind, not even at the celebration.

"It's so good to see you again Eowyn. You look splendid." Arwen smiled.

"Thankyou." Eowyn replied.

"Your majesty, your son is crying again.' a servant said.

'Oh, thank you. Excuse me Eowyn."

"Certainly." As Arwen bustled off, Eowyn gazed around the huge hall. She hated parties like this. Faramir was off talking to Lord Aragorn, and in the midst of the huge crown, Eowyn felt very lost. She left the hall to step out onto the balcony, a glass of wine in her hand.

For the evening she wore a navy blue dress trimmed in silver. The stars winked tauntingly at her from above as she welcomely embraced the night air.

'Good evening Mi'lady." Eowyn turned to see she was not alone on the balcony. Prince Legolas stood there. He was handsomely perfect, like most elves. Long silky blonde hair, lean tall build, nut not bulky. She looked up to meet his eyes and gasped, dropping the glass in her fingers. Legolas quickly reacted and snatched the glass out of the air just before it hit the floor.

"For give me Mi'lady, have I startled you?" he asked with deep concern. His eyes! They were the ones from her dreams! The same unimaginable blue! Same smooth, crisp voice! It took her a few moments to reply.

"Oh, no it's fine My lord. I hadn't realized I wasn't alone.' He smiled, turning her insides out, and gently pressed the glass into her trembling fingers.

"Are you cold Mi'lady?'

"no, no, I'm fine.' she turned to gaze out over the land.

"It would seem I'm not the only person who doesn't enjoy parties." he stated. Eowyn laughed.

"Yes, I've never liked them.' she replied as she rested her glass on the railing before she spilled it. There was a long silence, broken atlast by Legolas.

"I, never got to tell you."

'Tell me what?" she croaked, her heart thrumming soundly in her ears.

"When I heard about what you'd done…. Defeated the with king, I thought it was extremely brave." she turned to him

"Thankyou.'

"I've been on this earth for many years, and I've seen and learnt many things. But that by far is the bravest thing I've heard of a woman doing."

"Well, you should not underestimate woman in the future my lord.'

"Indeed I won't Mi'lday." such formalities, she thought. All she wanted was to figure out why he was plaguing her dreams? Did he have the dreams too? But love between a human and an elf was foolish, yet here they were at a celebration for the birth of a child, who's parents were a man and an elf. She almost laughed at the irony of it all, almost.

'What is it that troubles you Mi'lady?' she was surprised, but didn't show it. Eowyn sighed.

'Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be married to an extremely preoccupied person?" He laughed, a sounds, she realized ,she'd never heard him make before.

'This is only my opinion Lady Eowyn." how wonderful her name sounded when he said it. "Lord Faramir is a very dedicated man in many different aspects o his life. But his first duty is, to his country. You Mi'lady deserve all the attention and dedication in the world. Had I been lord Faramir, I wouldn't be able to think of much else besides you Mi'lady." she looked into those eyes again and they burned through her.

'How do you manage to answer everything, yet say nothing at all?" she marveled. 'Would you care to join me for a walk?" she offered.

"I'd be honored." Eowyn smiled and led him down to the lovely gardens of Minas Tireth. The full moon made her pearly skin glow. Legolas marveled at her. She was no elf maiden, but she was more beautiful inside and out than any other woman he'd ever met. She walked gracefully through the gardens like a Godess admiring her work.

"You know what my uncle once said to me/" she smiled, remembering. "He said, Eowyn, don't ever id your innermost feelings from those you love. But if ever there's something you're afraid to say, wait until you're in the moonlight, for there, anything can be said." She laughed at herself in all her foolishness.

'Your uncle was a very wise man.' Legoals stated. She walked up to him,

"I know he was…" she felt utterly giddy. What was this magic he was working on her? Was she drunk? She had to admit she'd had quite a few glasses of wine… but that couldn't be it. " Legolas… may I ask you a question?"

'Certainly Mi'lady.' he replied easily.

"Have you ever made a huge decision , then realized too late that you chose the wrong thing?' he smiled knowingly,

'What is it you really want to ask me?" Eowyn sighed. She wasn't sure what was coming over her. There he stood, the man of her dreams, before her, and they were still wrapped up in formalities. Well she'd had quite enough of formalities. Besides, she deserved someone who would put her above all else, did she not? She threw all formalities, and dignity to the wind when she spoke.

"Have you ever made love before?" Those wonderful eyes widened. Eowyn couldn't control the words leaving her mouth, and she didn't care. He was so lovely, so forbidden.

"I really can't say Mi'lady-" she gazed at the ground. She's stepped off the edge, hoping he'd join her, but instead he remained on firm ground.

"I thought as much.' she mumbled and began to walk away. His voice stopped her.

"I've……. Dreamt of it….. Dreamt of you…" she turned to look at him.

"So have I." she breathed, "The dreams…'

"You've had them too" he stated. She walked up to him, an indecipherable look in her beautiful eyes. He touched her pale cheek, sending shivers down her spine.

"Legolas… I don't hate my husband, I just want to be loved." he searched her face,

'I don't hate your husband either, I just want to love you.' he whispered. Eowyn swallowed

"Then do it."

With out warning he crushed his mouth to hers. H held her shoulders tight, thank goodness, she thought, because her knees felt weak. His lips were familiar, but rougher than in her dreams. She wimpered as he dragged his hands down her arms to wrap tightly about her small waist. She felt his tongue running over her lips and she opened her mouth welcoming him in. She ran her hands through his wonderfully soft hair. She felt a familiar warm sensation in the pit of her stomach. They explored each other's mouths, battling for dominance with their tongues. Atlast they parted for lack of oxygen.

'This is crazy.' she gasped "I know you but, I don't'

"Then why does it feel so right?" she smiled into his solid chest. "Mi'lday-"

"Eowyn.'

Eowyn, would you, join me back in my chambers?" she looked up at him.

"I've dreamt of nothing else for days, literally. I'll be there in ten minutes.' and then she was gone.