More Than Just An Affair
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Hey all you wonderful people. Yes, I know, once again I took too long to update, so! Just for you guys I have written I nice fat long chapter, hopefully it will make up for things. Also would just like to thank everyone for all their amazing reviews and helpful encouraging words, as usual, this is all for you. I would just like to thank in specific:
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Chapter 4: The truth we Cannot Escape
If ever there had been a night that Eowyn wanted to last forever, it was that night. She awoke a few hours afterwards and simply lay there gazing at him. He was a mystery even now to her. She knew that this was wrong, and yet… not. Life could be so complicated. "Life is, but love is not my dear." her uncle would say. She missed him dearly, and how she wished she could go to him for advice.
The moon still clung tightly to it's veil of night as she slipped out of the room leaving him like a sleeping angel, alone. She took one last long look at his perfect form then closed the door behind her. When she eased into her own room Faramir was sleeping soundly. She slid into the bed but it would be hours before sleep finally claimed her again.
Eowyn awoke to the sounds of a palace at work. When she opened her eyes it was evident that it was well into morning by this time. Faramir had left already. The nights wonderful and haunting memories flooded back to her. She was so overwhelmed with confusion. What next? What would they say to each other? Would he act as though nothing had happened? But the moment this question entered her head she knew it was impossible, he wasn't like that, not Legolas. And what of Faramir? He- Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Eowyn quickly threw on her nightgown and went to open the door. A servant stood in the door way.
"Morning your majesty." she curtsied. Eowyn nodded in response. "Your presence has been requested in the grand hall for breakfast My lady."
"Thank you." The servant smiled, curtsied once more, then left. Eowyn closes the door and changed quickly into a simple white dress. Out in the hallway she encountered Arwen.
"Good morning Eowyn." she smiled brightly.
"Good morning your majesty."
"I hope you slept well?"
"Yes, wonderfully."
"I'm glad to hear it." They walked the rest of the way in silence to the crowded grand hall. The evenings decorations had been taken down and replaced by lovely bunches of roses, and golden streamers. A sweet scent like honey filled the air. Eowyn searched the tables until she spotted Faramir sitting right near the king no less. She closed her eyes for a moment, calming herself. It was time to forget the past evenings events and to become the perfect queen and wife once again.
"Good morning my dear." Faramir greeted when she came and sat next to him.
"Good morning my lord." she replied. Breakfast went by in a blur. Eowyn didn't speak unless spoken to, she ate little, and for the most part stared at her plate, her thoughts elsewhere. After the meal was cleared everyone cleared out of the hall. The majority of the guests headed to the fencing galleries and out to the courtyard. Eowyn excused herself to Faramir and walked out to the gardens. Some of the other guests were there as well taking in the beautiful display.
Eowyn looked at a particularly lovely red flower. It's petals fanned out around it's upturned face gazing up towards the sun. What was their purpose. These beautiful things to be gazed at? They display their lovely colours for all to look at, but what was their real purpose? Something to be admired? To decorate with? To parade around with like property? Did they feel used, and without substance?
"My lady I believe your mind strayed from the flowers a long time back." Eowyn was startled to hear his gentle voice. He arrived quick and fast, and without detection. She turned to see him gazing intently at her.
"I, don't understand." she said. Legolas nodded, touching the petals of the flower.
"Perhaps Faramir does simply consider you as something lovely to be admired, something beautiful to be gazed upon. Perhaps he only sees what's on the surface of this exquisite flower, and not what she's really capable of." he said, stroking her smooth cheek. She felt as though she might melt under his soft fingers, but instead she fought this strong sensation and pulled away. Legolas frowned,
"Have I angered you Eowyn?" she flinched at the use of her name,
"You should not call me that."' she said quietly. Eowyn sighed and sat down on a nearby bench. Legolas stood before her, utterly confused, though he didn't show it.
"Do not pretend Eow-… My lady, you cannot ignore the truth." She looked up into his eyes. His gaze was penetrating, she was certain he was burning through her.
"What… what transpired, between us my lord, was wrong, and, a, a mistake." He looked as though she'd slapped him across the face.
"What… transpired between us? This is not some kind of treaty or mere friendship Eowyn. This is love! And you cannot act as though you do not feel it too. Admit it! As wrong as it may seem, you want it too. You see me in your dreams. You looked back before you left last night, and you can't just put on a happy face and make it all go away. Ignoring your heart is to deny your soul." She'd never heard him use that tone before. Tears began to pool in her eyes. She scowled and looked away.
"I was blinded last night. I am a queen and I will always do what is best for my people." she whispered. "I do not love you." she wouldn't even look him in the eye as she said this.
"That is a lie." she sobbed,
"And how would you know! You do not know me!" he simply glared and said nothing. She hastily wiped the tears from her face even as more fell, then ran out of the garden, and back to her room where she locked the door behind her.
It felt like hours before her tears finally dried up. She was so confused. She didn't know how to feel. Oh uncle! Why can't you be here to guide me. Just then there was a knock at the door.
"I do not wish to be disturbed now." she said coldly, but the knocking persisted. At last she huffed and went to open it. There he stood, as handsome as ever, a most determined expression on his face. She glared and tried to close the door but he forcefully pushed it open and stepped inside.
"What do you want?" she spat.
"Look into my eyes and tell me you do not love me." he said. She gulped and looked into those unfathomably blue eyes once more.
"I…. I do not love you.' she whispered. He gripped her arms tightly.
"You're lying!" she shook her head.
"I do not love you!" she yelled. She somehow began to cry again. It was for more than just the situation though. She cried for her uncle, cried for Faramir's treatment, cried for everything. "I do not love you! I do not love you! I do not love you! I…. do not… love you…." He pulled her closer, his gaze softening "I…do not…….. I…..do…love you…" she sobbed leaning her head into his chest. "I…love…you." he wrapped his arms around her, stroking the top of her head.
"And I love you Eowyn." he whispered. At last her breathing began to relax. She sighed feeling utterly content in his embrace. Just then there was another knock at the door. The two jumped apart like a pair of spooked rabbits.
"Who is it?" Eowyn asked, her voice wavering slightly.
"It's only me my love." came Faramir's reply. Eowyn looked at Legolas as she replied.
"Euhh, just a moment my Lord. I'm not decent at the moment. A smile graced his perfect mouth as she said this.
"As you wish my dear." Eowyn looked frantically around the room then spied the window. Legolas followed her gaze and headed over to the sill. He gave her one last passionate kiss then whispered,
"'Till this evening my love." and was gone.
Eowyn nervously bit her lip as dinner progressed agonizingly slow that night. Faramir kept giving her the most unusual looks throughout.
"Is something troubling you love?" he asked at last. She looked p from her violet silk clad lap,
"No my Lord, why do you ask?" he shrugged, sipping some wine.
"You seem on edge this evening that's all. I know we haven't been seeing much of each other, but I promise once we return home you will have me almost entirely to yourself."
Well you see my Lord the truth is I'm secretly in love with another behind your back.
"I look forward to it." she said with a smile as though her teeth hurt. He returned her smile genuinely.
"Wonderful." Eowyn sighed heavily, this was becoming more than she could bare. She glanced across the dining hall spotting various dignitaries from different races and countries. Aragorn was always one to include everyone. He was a wonderful king; transparent, undeceiving to his people, and he always did things for the greater good of everyone. She'd always admired him as a leader. She then looked at herself as a leader. Never before had she jeopardized the good of her people, never before, that is. She knew he was looking at her, she could feel his penetrating gaze. He was the most amazing and terrible thing that had ever happened to her. She'd never felt love like this. With Aragorn it was completely on the surface, he was wonderful but he didn't touch her soul. Faramir was full of poetic words and security, but his passion had been lost to her. Legolas was the deepest person she'd ever known. In a few seconds she felt as though he knew everything about her. The way he said her name made it sound like the most precious thing in the world. He would undoubtedly risk all of middle earth for her, a thought that scared and amazed her. She'd been in fierce battles, fought against orks and the like, she'd even killed the witch king, but nothing, nothing reached her more than one look from him. She mad eye contact with him. He smiled mischievously then excused himself form the table and was gone. Her heart began to pound, she looked around again, then turned to Faramir.
"Dear, please excuse me, I think I'll retire early this evening, I'm not feeling too well." she said. He looked concerned, but nodded.
"Certainly dear, I will tell Arwen for you." she smiled
"Thank you." with that she pulled away from the table and walked briskly out of the dining hall. She could feel her cheeks flushed as she hurried down the dimly lit corridors. She passed her room , not entirely sure where to look for him. Then just as she approached his room a strong hand found her arms and pulled her into a hallway corner. She felt herself pressed up against a solid chest. She couldn't see because someone had conveniently blew out the torch in that corner cloaking it in shadow. But she knew it was him, she recognized everything about him.
"Going somewhere my love?" he whispered.
"No." he laughed,
"And in such a hurry too?" she felt his velvet mouth on her neck and down her collar.
"I've missed you.." she said closing her eyes to his touch.
"And I you Eowyn." suddenly there were footsteps coming down the hallway. He swiftly put a finger to her mouth and pulled her tightly to him. The footsteps came closer then faded down the corridor.
"It seems your husband is looking for you."
"What?" she gasped pulling out of the corner. He came into the light a mischievous smile lighting his mouth,
"All the more reason for us to get out of the open." she frowned but he'd already opened his bedroom door behind her and guided her inside. He seemed starved this evening forcefully kissing her till she fell unto the bed backwards taking him with her. His hands raced over her tensed body searching until it found the clasp at the back of her dress and quickly snapping it open. She could hear his labored breathing as he ripped the clothing from her. She ran her fingers through his soft hair than yanked his tunic over his head.
"Are you in a hurry tonight my love?" she asked between kisses. He said nothing but responded in his own way. She wasn't prepared for his sudden entrance and she cried out but he quickly kissed her reassuringly. She hadn't even noticed when he's discarded his breeches, or perhaps he hadn't. She hadn't seen this side of him before and she admired his determination, the way he savored every moment. Moments later they both cried together falling down on the bed. He held her tight to him for a long time. She lay there simply listening to the beat of his heart.
"Won't Faramir be looking for you?"
"Let him search, I know I'm where I belong." he said nothing, but the look in his eyes said all the things she too was feeling.
Tadah! Voila chapter four! I hope you all enjoyed it. I also hope it was long enough. Remember to give me some feed back, I'm always open to some more advice!
Till next update!