Thanx Rini…this is for you.

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My eyes opened slowly as I returned to the world of the conscious, into the sleeping face of Legolas. He lay across from me, the picture of peace, his breathing soft and rhythmic. My face flushed with the memory of Haldir and me in the library…of Haldir and me in general…

Our attraction was unmistakable. To deny it would be foolish…but in spite of the way I felt, I knew Legolas did not deserve it. I couldn't let the fact that we didn't know each other destroy the marriage before it even became one. What lay between Haldir and I was mere attraction, and perhaps a budding friendship. Legolas and I had history together…a live…and one day-love.

"You are awake," his voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I blinked, allowing my eyes to focus on his.

"Hello Legolas…" my voice trailed off at the expression in his eyes. Both of us wanted to speak, but he seemed as unsure as I did.

"I'm sorry", he touched my cheek gently with the back of his hand, his eyes searching mine.

"I know…me too."

"Dinner is about to be served your highness," outside the door, the voice of Tinuel broke through the calm that had begun to settle around us.

"Thank-you Tinuel," Legolas called, raising himself in an upright position.

"Wait…how did she know you were here?" I asked, sitting up as well.

"It is my room Linwe," he said, sliding his tunic over his head. As he did so, the muscles rippled slightly in his back, waves under white cream.

"Oh my God," I said turning around, "what are you doing?"

"I'm getting dressed for dinner." I could not see his face, but I could hear the bewildered tone in his voice.

"But…but I'm in here." Was he crazy?

"What's your point?" I heard him walk towards me, and closed my eyes, "And why are you closing your eyes?"

"Cause you don't have any clothes on." I squeezed them tighter.

"I have leggings on, Linwe don't be absurd. Come on, open your eyes."

I opened them a crack. He was standing in front of me, lean arms crossed in front of his chest. His blond hair fell like silk over his milky shoulders, and a smirk played on his lips, "hello, princess."

"Hi." I opened them both now, and trained my eyes on his face. Don't look down don't look down, don't look down, I repeated this in my head.

"Is something wrong?" He uncrossed his arms, and my eyes tried not to follow his movements.

"No, no," my voice came out in a girlish squeak.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah…yeah I'm sure." I looked down at my feet.

"Do you not like what you see?"

"Excuse me?" I looked up, he was smiling.

"Do you not like what you see?" He brushed his hair away from his shoulders.

"Um…"

"It's not a difficult question," he knelt down in front of me, resting his hands on my knees.

"Can we please change the subject?"

"And what would you have us discuss?" He leaned in closer, and my thoughts of leaning back were killed by the fact that I would've leaned back into the bed…oh boy. "What does Princess Linwe wish to talk about?" He leaned his forehead against mine.

"Well I was wondering"-

"Yes?" He kissed the tip of my nose with those soft lips of his.

"When you were going to put a shirt on." His eyes sparkled, and I looked away. For once, I did not wanna know what he was thinking.

"Linwe, I'm not down there," he whispered, and I slowly raised my eyes.

"You're going to kiss me, aren't you?"

"Mm-hm." He kissed me then, his tongue gently sliding between my lips. I relaxed a bit, letting myself enjoy it, placing a hand on one of his shoulders. At once his arms were around me, a gentle hold around my waist. His kisses were having the strangest effect on me…I was losing all rational thought, and my mind felt hazy…just as I was beginning to lean back into the bed he pulled away slightly, searching my eyes. "Am I going too fast Melamin?"

"Huh?" I blinked my mind still foggy.

"I said," he laughed, "am I going too fast."

"Um…" No no no… "Maybe."

"Shall we go join the others for dinner, I am not hungry for food, but perhaps you are." He smiled secretively, and I considered not going…rationality won.

"I think we should join them." He pulled me to my feet, his arms never leaving my waist. Smiling softly, he kissed my cheek. "I'm going to go change," I whispered.

"Alright, but…promise me something?"

"Tell me what it is first."

"That you will consider moving into my room, tonight."

"Tonight?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Promise." He put a finger to my lips, and before I could stop myself, I kissed it.

"I promise." He brushed the hair that escaped my braids from my eyes.

"Are you sure you're hungry?" His eyes were on my lips; I licked them involuntarily and he pulled me closer. "We could always get one of the servants to bring something up."

"I'm sure Legolas," I had to smile at his perseverance; he sighed.

"Alright then, I'll see you at your door in a bit."

"Bye Legolas," I slipped out of the room, and headed down the hall towards my own.