Since this chapter is like the pivotal moment between Ariana and Legolas I thought it deserved a major face lift. WAY more emotion now…hopefully, and I think it transitions really well into the "sex" scene. I have rewritten this chapter multiple times and have tried every approach, from a full on description of sex between the two to no sex at all, and I think I've found a happy medium. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do! This chapter is dedicated to LittleMissDreamer7. I hope this satisfies the M rating…I know I wouldn't want MY daughter reading it…though I'm pretty sure the rape scenes took care of the rating part(Note: Rape is NOT funny and it is not a game for alot of women, it is however a good literary device when attempting to describe a loss of innocence…still…NOT COOL!).
Chapter 4
Ariana gazed at her surroundings. All around her were the sights and sounds of battle. Swords clashed, bows thwacked, and screams of pain were heard from both orc and man…that's when she realized what she was seeing. Her dreams, which showed her the ever changing outcome of the final battle in Gondor…and the tables were turning. No longer were there just human corpses littering the ground, but orc corpses as well. A cold shiver ran down her spine when she heard Aden speak once more.
"So we meet again, I hoped that you would be returning soon, I…what is this?" he yelled in anger. Ariana turned to face him, her eyes narrowing. She spread her wings, which were once again white and specked. She drew her sword and lifted herself into the air.
"It will not be the last time we meet Aden…I am going to kill you," she said flatly. Aden's laugh echoed through the battle.
"You are wrong Ariana…soon you will not be able to resist me. You will be mine…," he said with a smirk. Ariana rushed at him, swinging her sword at him. He countered with his own, locking the two in battle.
"Just give in Ariana…there is nothing for you with them…you belong with me," he said through their continuous fight.
"You're wrong…there is something here for me….,"
Ariana was jolted awake by Aragorn. They had only stopped for a few hours to rest. It was the beginning of their second day searching for Merry and Pippin. Ariana had told Aragorn of what was to be, so the fellowship did not push themselves as hard as they would have if they were searching for the hobbits…their only goal was to reach the plains of Rohan in time to speak to the Rohirrim. The morning dragged on as if it would never end, yet Ariana was so glad that she had wings. She would fly above the others, keeping close eyes on the orc party. Legolas reported back to Aragorn after looking over the horizon.
"The Uruks turn north-east. They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!" yelled Legolas. Ariana just turned to him and nodded.
"They will not make it past Fangorn…that is where Gandalf will be waiting," she replied.
The fellowship rushed across the plains of Rohan, Ariana flying over them.
"Keep breathing! That's the key. Breathe. Hoo," said Gimli, utterly exhausted from the two day sprint. Ariana had offered to carry him for a while but the indignant glare he gave her seemed a resounding "No".
"They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them," Legolas replied.
"Tonight the orcs will all be killed by the riders of Rohan…our only mission is to cross paths with the Rohirrim, so that we may acquire horses and the direction that they are heading,"
"The horses I understand, but why their heading?" asked Aragorn.
"We will need to know where they are going if we are to find them when the battle breaks out in Rohan," she replied. At those words, everyone abruptly halted.
"Battle! Nothing was said about a battle…just where are ya leading us lass?" asked Gimli. Ariana touched down on the ground and looked at each of their faces before sighing.
"Saruman will be sending his army out in a matter of weeks. He has already turned the hill men of Dunland to burning the villages of Rohan. Saruman's army is massive…ten thousand strong…and if we have any hope of winning this war, while keeping everyone alive, we have to find Gandalf and get to Edoras, but not before meeting with the Rohirrim…," said Ariana, breathlessly. The fellowship looked at one another in wide eyed shock..
"Ten…Ten thousand?," said Legolas, unsure of what he had just heard. Ariana simply nodded. "….we cannot possibly win Ariana, you know that," he continued. Ariana sighed exasperatedly and lifted up into the air.
"Oh ye of little faith….come on! Lets go!,"
It was sunrise on the third day, when Ariana realized that she would have to lose her wings when around the Rohirrim, or risk being attacked. She ran in front of Aragorn, using the wind to push her forward.
"A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night," said Legolas, looking at the sunrise.
"Are you sure Merry and Pippin live?" asked Aragorn.
"I know they live…they are in Fangorn and will soon be in the hands of Gandalf," she replied.
Before long the group heard the whinnying of horses. They hid behind some rocks as the Rohirrim approached. Ariana watched as Aragorn Stepped into the clearing and called out to the Rohirrim. The others soon followed him out into the open.
"Riders of Rohan! What news from the Mark?" he called to them. On direction from their leader, the Rohirrim came round and formed up, surrounding the four in a tight circle with spears aimed down at them.
"What business does an elf, a man, a dwarf, and a girl have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!" ordered Eomer.
"Give me your name, horse master, and I shall give ya' mine," said Gimli. Ariana shook her head in pure embarrassment. Handing his spear to his Lieutenant, Eomer dismounted and approached Gimli.
" I would cut off your head, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground," Eomer replied. Faster than the eye could see, Legolas drew his bow and aimed an arrow at Eomer. The Riders reacted by drawing closer with their spears.
"You would die before your stroke fell," said Legolas Venomously. His actions immediately sent chills down Arianas' spine. Legolas's hostility was very attractive to her. She vaguely wondered if Legolas would be as protective with her as he was with the dwarf but let that thought go as quickly as it had come. This was not the time or the place, and she doubted there ever would be. Aragorn pushed Legolas's bow aside.
"I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, Legolas of the Woodland Realm, and Ariana, the western light. We are friends of Rohan and of Theoden your king," Aragorn replied. Eomer's gaze fell to Ariana and she nodded to him in respect. He nodded back before removing his helmet and addressing the group.
"Theoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin. Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over these lands. My company are those loyal to Rohan, and for that we are banished. The white wizard is cunning. He walks here and there, they say, as an old man hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets," he said looking to Legolas. Ariana moved closer to Legolas, standing almost in front of him. Legolas put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
" We are no spies. We track a pack of Uruk-Hai westward across the plain. They've taken two of our friends captive,"
"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night," said Eomer.
"But there were two hobbits. Did you see two hobbits with them?" asked Gimli desperately.
"They would be small, only children to your eyes," said Aragorn.
" We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them," Eomer replied.
"Dead?" asked Gimli shakily.
"I am sorry. Hasufel, Arod," Eomer called into the Rohirrim. Two horses came to him from the group. "May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell," said Eomer, mounting his horse. "Look for your friends, but do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands. We ride north!" said Eomer. As quickly as they had come, the Rohirrim gallop away to the north, leaving the group shocked and dismayed. Gmili looked at Ariana, his eyes filling with tears.
"It is not true…is it?" he asked.
"No, they made it into Fangorn Gimli, have faith in me," she said. Gimli nodded and began to mount Hasufel behind Aragorn, but was stopped by Ariana. "….Wait!…you should be ridding with Legolas…not me," she said. Gimli looked from Ariana to Legolas before giving a slight huff.
"You'll live lass," he said. Aragorn kicked off, ridding towards Fangorn forest, leaving Ariana in the company of Legolas. Legolas held out his hand for hers and smiled.
"I don't bite Ariana," he said with a small smile. Ariana looked around for a moment before taking his hand and mounting behind him on Arod.
"Why don't I believe that," she said with a sigh.
The fellowship, quietly made their way through Fangorn forest, slowly searching for signs of the hobbits. Gimli found some black substance on a leaf and tasted it, much to Arianas' disgust.
" Pttht. Orc blood," said Gimli, looking at the others. They continued through the forest, examining the ground carefully for signs of the hobbit's presence.
"These are strange tracks," said Aragorn, pointing to the large, misshapen tracks on the ground.
"Tracks of the Ent that carried off the hobbits, I suppose," said Ariana, looking off in another direction.
"The air is so close in here," said Gimli.
"This forest is old. Very old. Full of memory... and anger," said Legolas as Gimli raised his axe. "The trees are speaking to each other," he continued.
"Gimli! Lower your axe," whispered Aragorn. Gimli quickly replied, looking around in fear. Legolas walked up next to Aragorn.
"Aragorn, Nad no ennas! (Something is out there.)," said Legolas cautiously.
"Man cenich? (What do you see.)," asked Aragorn.
"…The White Wizard approaches…," Legolas replied.
" Do not let him speak. He will put a spell on us," said Aragorn. Aragorn put his hand to his sword hilt. Legolas stroked the feathers of an arrow. Ariana turned around, leaning on a nearby tree.
"We must be quick," said Aragorn before spinning around and pulling out his sword. Ariana could not contain her laughter. Gimli threw a small axe which the wizard deflected. Legolas let loose an arrow, which was also deflected, and Aragorn dropped his sword, which had become scorching hot at the hilt. A bright light then filled the area around the wizard, making it hard to see his face.
"You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits," said the wizard.
"Where are they? Asked Aragorn forcefully.
"They passed this way the day before yesterday. They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you?" asked the wizard.
"Who are you? Show yourself," Aragorn commanded. At once the light faded and the wizard revealed his face. It was Gandalf.
"It cannot be. You fell," said Aragorn as Legolas and Gimli knelt. Ariana simply smiled at him.
"Through fire and water from the lowest dungeon to the highest peak I fought with the Balrog of Morgoth…until at last I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountain side. Darkness took me and I strayed out of thought and time. The stars wheeled overhead and every day was as long as a life age of the earth. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. I've been sent back, until my task is done,"
"Gandalf?" ask Aragorn again, in a sort of disbelieving way.
"Gandalf? Yes. That was what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey. That was my name," said Gandalf.
"Gandalf," said Gimli, completely elated.
"I am Gandalf the White. And I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide". He stepped quietly past the three men and came to rest before Ariana. Ariana curtsied in respect. "It is good to see you again Gandalf," she said.
"It is good to be seen my child. There is much talk of your arrival in the other plain,"
"All of it good I hope,"
"Very. Everyone is anxious to see what shall become of you". As he said this his eyes flickered towards Legolas. Arianas' eyebrows rose. Gandalf spoke no more on the matter, but Ariana knew that she must somehow get him alone and discover the meaning of his words.
The fellowship hurried through the forest towards their horses. Every now and then a member of the group would look over at Ariana and smile at her. Ariana knew that she had their complete trust now and it filled her with an odd sense of pride and warmth to know that she could now be counted as their friend and companion.
"One stage of your journey is over, another begins. War has come to Rohan. We must run to Edoras with all speed," said Gandalf with urgency. The five traveled back to the edge of the forest where Arod and Hasufel stood. Gandalf let out a long whistle. Seemingly out of nowhere, a pure white horse appeared across the plain, running towards them.
"That is one of the Mearas, unless my eyes are cheated by some spell," said Legolas.
"Shadowfax. He is the lord of all horses…," said Gandalf as Shadowfax stopped before him and nodded. " ...and has been my friend through many dangers," continued Gandalf with a smile as he stroked Shadowfax affectionately. Gandalf and the companions rode swiftly toward Edoras in the fading light. Ariana sat in front of Legolas, almost asleep from the long ride. She leaned into his chest, his warmth relaxing her. Legolas snaked one arm around her waist, resting a hand on her hip.
"I told you he was alive…," Ariana trailed off as she fell asleep. She did not hear Legolas's reply.
"I trusted you…I always have"
As Edoras came into view the group halted, Ariana was jerked awake and looked across the plains to see the city.
"Edoras, and the Golden Hall of Meduseld. There dwells Theoden, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown. Saruman's hold over King Theoden is now very strong. Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here…and do not speak of the battle until the time is right," said Gandalf before the fellowship rode onward. A flag fell to the ground near Aragorn as he reached the gate to Edoras. The villagers were dressed in black and looked forlorn as the riders road through town.
"You'll find more cheer in a graveyard," said Gimli sarcastically. The companions reached the top of the stairs at Meduseld and were greeted by the guards. They were all disarmed, save Gandalf, who cleverly manipulated the guards into letting him keep his staff. The companions walked into the hall, approaching the throne, where Grima sat next to Theoden. Grima and Ariana locked eyes, and a surge of hate flowed through her. Grima smiled evilly at her.
"The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Theoden King," said Gandalf. Grima whispered his malice into the king's ear before the king spoke.
"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?" asked Theoden.
"A just question my liege. Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. Lathspell I name you. Ill-news is an ill guest," said Grima, rising from his seat and confronting Gandalf.
"Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm," said Gandalf, pointing his staff at Grima.
"His staff. I told you to take the wizard's staff!," Grima yelled. Grima's lackeys immediately moved towards Gandalf. Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli intervened and knock them down. Grima tried to crawl away but Gimli placed his foot on him.
"Theoden! Son of Thengel. Too long have you sat in the shadows," said Gandalf as he moved towards Theoden. "Hearken to me. I release you... from this spell," Gandalf continued. Theoden spoke, but it was Saruman's voice that was heard.
"You have no power here... Gandalf the Grey!," Said Saruman, laughing madly. Gandalf Through off his grey cloak to reveal his white robes. Saruman screamed in surprise and anger Through Theoden.
"I will draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound," said Gandalf, pointing his staff at Theoden.
"If I go, Theoden dies," said Saruman.
"You did not kill me. You will not kill him," Gandalf replied.
"Rohan is mine!" yelled Saruman.
"Be gone! HA!" said Gandalf pointing all of his energy at Theoden. Suddenly, Theoden lunged at Gandalf. Gandalf touched Theoden's head with his staff and Theoden immediately stiffened. Eowyn who had just entered the room, ran to Theoden who began to lose the look of extreme age. He then looked at Eowyn, holding her face in his hand.
"I know your face. Eowyn," he said before looking around the room. "Gandalf?" he asked.
"Breathe the free air again, my friend," Gandalf replied.
"Dark have been my dreams of late," said Theoden, looking around, an unsure look etched on his face.
"Your fingers would remember their old strength better, if they grasped your sword," Said Gandalf as one of the Guards brought Theoden his sword. Theoden grasped his sword and stood before his eyes landed on Grima, who shuddered. Two guards tossed Grima out of the palace, watching as he rolled down the steps. King Theoden followed him down the stairs, his sword drawn.
"I've only ever served you, my lord," said Grima as he tried to slink away.
"Your leech craft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!" yelled King Theoden viciously.
"Send me not from your side," Grima pleaded. Theoden raised his sword to kill Grima but was stopped by Aragorn.
"No, my lord! No, my lord. Let him go. Enough blood has been spilt on his account," said Aragorn. Grima scrambled to his feet and ran towards the gates, pushing aside bystanders. "Hail! Theoden King!" yelled Aragorn to the crowed. The people knelt to their King, as did Aragorn.
"Where is Theodred? Where is my son?" asked Theoden as he looked around at everyone.
Ariana stood on the stone terrace, staring out into the night. The stars above her head twinkled brighter than she had ever seen them, but again, even the constellations seemed alien to her. This was the first time since she had arrived in middle earth, that she had missed her home. She wondered how much damage she had sustained during her accident, or if she had already died. That would kill her parents. Ariana stood alone for the longest time, just thinking about her home…and what Aden had said to her. Were they truly to stay here forever, and if so, what would Ariana do if she were to stay here. Legolas, who had been watching her for a while, now went to place a hand on her shoulder. Ariana nearly jumped out of her skin at his touch. She spun around quickly, only to find a very amused Legolas, looking back at her. "All the power of the valar, yet even a dwarf could sneak up on you," said Legolas with a small laugh.
"So…the Prince of Mirkwood does have a sense of humor…," she said sarcastically.
"Of course I do…but it is very rarely seen so don't expect to see it again," he said in mock seriousness.
"Wow…two in a row…you're on fire," she said, trying to hold back her laughter. Legolas just smiled at her before looking out into the distance. His smile slowly faded as he looked back to Ariana.
"This is the first time we've spoken more than a sentence to one another since Lothlorien," he said. Ariana looked around, as if she thought others were around…why did he have to bring this up again. Ariana turned away from him.
"No Legolas…we can't talk about this now…not here," said Ariana.
"Then tell me where we can talk about this and I will gladly go there…this needs to be said, and I don't care where we are but I need to say this before we have anymore interruptions," said Legolas seriously. Ariana turned to look at him for a moment before she nodded in agreement.
"I know where we can talk in privacy," she said before walking towards her room, Legolas close behind her.
Ariana entered her room some minutes later, Legolas in toe. Arianas' room consisted of a large bed, a bed side table, and a small window. Ariana sat on her bed, and Legolas next to her. No one said anything for a moment, but it was Legolas who broke the silence.
"Ariana…I wanted to talk about what happened that day in Lothlorien," he said. Ariana Immediately tensed at the topic of conversation. She had been trying to avoid this talk for almost two weeks, but now, with no where to go, she had little hope of escaping it.
"…What about it?". Looking down at the floor, she was careful not to make eye contact with him.
"…You never truly answered my question…,"
"…Which was…?". Legolas rolled his eyes in exasperation.
"Do you have feelings for me?" asked Legolas, this time in an almost apprehensive tone. Ariana took a deep breath. She was not going to answer that question…at least not honestly.
"I don't think we should be talking about this," she said nervously.
"Why not? Is it so wrong to wonder if you return my affection for you?"
"Listen…I've never been very good at expressing my emotions, and every time I have it has ended in disaster! It makes me very uncomfortable and…wait a minute…". Legolas almost heard the click as she registered his words. Arianas' eyes finally met his, and what he saw in those sapphire depths made his heart falter. He could not help himself. He leaned in closer to her, moving his hand to caress her cheek. She closed her eyes at his touch and leaned her cheek into his hand, covering his hand with hers. She had tried so hard to prevent this from happening. How was it that, in all her life…in all the world, it would be this elf that could touch her heart as no other had done before him. So many emotions flooded from her at that moment. Her love for him, for the fellowship, for her family and friends whom she would never see again, her hatred of her weakness and her enemies, her fear for the future. She could feel it all at once and she could not contain it, so she did the only thing she could. She cried. Her tears came slowly and quietly as they streamed down her olive cheeks. Legolas was caught off guard by her sudden show of emotion and immediately regretted his words. He was about to apologize for upsetting her when she moved closer her him, claiming his mouth with hers. The effect was instant. Around her neck the Sillmaril shown brilliant white, then, as he returned her kiss it faded to a dim glow, turning from white to a soft blue. Their lips did not wrestle for dominance, but moved together in a slow dance with one another. His free hand entwined itself in her ebony hair and pulled her even closer to him. Her hands entwined themselves in his tresses and she deepened the kiss, tracing his lips with her tongue, pleading for acceptance. He acquiesced and their tongues continued the dance their lips had begun. After a seemingly immeasurable length of time they parted from one another. Ariana wiped the tears from her eyes and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before looking up at Legolas from heavily lidded eyes. Legolas leaned in and kissed her eye lids and forehead before pulling back, entwining one of his hands in hers.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly, lowering her eyes from his gaze.
"You have nothing to feel sorry for," he said, lifting her chin so that her eyes met his once more.
"I'm not nearly this weepy…I don't know what is wrong with me,"
"There is nothing wrong with you," he said, brushing his fingers against her cheek. "You have been through much and to be dragged into a battle you have no part in…I can't imagine how upsetting and frustrating that must be. You have lost much, and now…," he paused. What would happen now? Where would they go from here? Could they risk their hearts at such a critical moment? Ariana saw in his face the questions she had no answers to. "You never answered my question," he said suddenly. Ariana gave a small snort and a smile played at the corners of her mouth.
"You distracted me,"
"So I did,"
"I assume you want the truth,"
"Always,"
"Yes, Legolas,"
"How long?"
"What?"
"How long have you had feelings for me?" he asked.
"Since…my first archery lesson," she confided, a deep blush coloring her cheeks. Legolas beamed. He knew he had not imagined her hesitance to his touch, but he had assumed her reaction was based out of fear, considering how he had treated her previously. His hand gently traced the place he had left a bruise those many weeks ago. It had since disappeared, yet the memory of it remained forever etched into his mind.
"I was very cruel to you then. I should not have been. Will you ever forgive me?" he asked.
"As I said the night before we left, there is nothing to forgive," she said softly, placing a soft kiss on his parted lips. This sent an electric shock through his body, remembering the first time she had spoken those words to him, and the kiss she had given him. He had wanted her badly that night. He had wanted to grab her and claim her as his own. Now that he looked upon her face, so honest and open, he realized that he could not have done that to her. She deserved so much more than that. As he sat in quiet contemplation, Ariana began gently caressing the exposed skin of his hand. She moved her hand to his ear and lightly traced the tip and contours of it. Legolas' breath hitched in his chest and his body stiffened. Ariana smiled and persisted with her tender caresses. Legolas let out a low groan and closed his eyes against the sensual touch of her fingers. "You enjoy that," she said coyly. Legolas opened one eye and small smirk played on his lips.
"More than you could possibly know," he said, closing his eyes once more. He felt a shift on the bed next to him and her fingers were gone, replaced by her lips as she knelt beside him, nipping gently at the tip of his ear. Legolas stood bolt upright, looking down at a confused Ariana, who sat back on her knees, her hands in her lap.
"I'm sorry…I…thought you would enjoy it…,"she said, embarrassed. Something broke in Legolas then, shattered as if it were glass. He leaned down, attacking her mouth in a ferocious show of dominance. Ariana hardly had time to move her feet from beneath her before he was atop her, forcing her onto her back. One of his hands entwined once again in her hair while the other wove a path of fire up her leg, pushing up her skirt to reveal her flawlessly smooth thigh. A soft moan escaped Arianas' lips as she lay beneath him.
"I don't…think….this is a…good-" she began, but Legolas' hand had reached his intended destination and Arianas' brain functions promptly ceased.
"It's my turn to do the teasing…and trust me…when I am done, you will never say those words to me again".
Hours later they lay together in bed beneath the sheets. Legolas lay beside her, kissing lightly up and down her arm and shoulder.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked, smiling as he continued to kiss her extremities.
"Uh-huh," was all Ariana could manage in response.
"Do you still think it was a bad idea?"
"No,"
"Can you say anything besides yes and no?"
"I'm not sure". Legolas laughed lightly, now trailing his kisses with his fingertips. He felt Ariana shiver in pleasure and her proximity to him forced a shiver of his own.
"This may sound silly…but…I always thought that elves…wouldn't be very good at stuff like this," she said absently. Legolas stopped kissing her and cocked his head to one side.
"Why?"
"I don't know…you guys are all so ethereal…intimacy just seems…I don't know…to human for me to think it was something you would excel in". Legolas smirked slyly and moved his hand under the sheet that covered them, taking her around the waist and pulling her into him. "I may be more than human, but I am a man Ariana,"
"I noticed," she said, placing a hand on his chest.
"I love you Ariana," he said resolutely, taking her hand in his. "I love you and I will never leave you".
"I love you too Legolas…with all my heart," she replied, embracing him. She moved her leg between his and cuddled up to him, sighing softly into his chest. He held her close to him, resting his head atop hers, allowing the smell of her hair to envelope his senses. They lay in bed intertwined for what seemed like forever before falling asleep in each others arms.
Ariana looked at her surroundings. She was in a darkly lit bedroom that looked as if it belonged to the devil himself. She immediately knew where she was, for her heart felt only evil there. She looked down at her cloths and nodded in approval when she saw that her clothing was still white, though it was somehow different than the cloths Galadriel had given her. Her corset was now completely white, threaded with silver; two silver arm bracelets caressed her skin and a sheer white piece of silk attached from the arm bracelets to the back of her corset. Her skirt had also turned completely white, laced with silver on both sides. The Anglesite stone Galadriel had given her was no longer around her neck. Instead, it sat, embedded in an almost liquid silver circlet which adorned her head. Ariana spread her wings to find that they were no longer speckled brown at the tips. Her wings had become a solid and brilliant white. Ariana checked for her blades to find that they had also changed. They were now silver and were engraved with the elven words "A light, from the shadow shall spring".
Ariana did away with her wings and had just finished reattaching her weapons to her hips when Aden's voice came from behind her.
"You look irresistible in that outfit…but I assume you've been hearing that a lot from the men in Rohan," said Aden as he came up behind her, gently caressing her body from behind. Ariana leaned back into him for only a moment before thoughts of Legolas came flooding back into her mind. She quickly pulled away and faced him. He smirked at her for a moment but his facial expression quickly changed when he looked at her eyes.
"Why are your eyes different? What have you done?" was the last thing she heard him say before her world went dark once again.
Ariana Awoke to the sun streaming through her window. She turned over and smiled when she saw Legolas lying next to her asleep…or at least looking asleep. Ariana grinned before leaning in to kiss him. She was startled when she felt his hands on her waist, pulling her into another searing kiss. All at once the sheet that covered their bed caught fire. Legolas and Ariana both jumped out of bed and looked at the fire before Ariana put it out. They stared at the burn mark on the bed for a moment before looking at each other. Legolas' eyes went wide when he looked into Ariana' eyes. Ariana' once sapphire eyes were now a deep ocean blue, and a closer look revealed that Legolas could no longer see his reflection in her eyes. It was like looking into heavens. Hundreds of brilliant stars lay sparkling in Ariana' eyes…it was the most beautiful sight Legolas had ever seen. He looked at her for only another moment before a knock came at the door.
"Lass, the sun has been up for nearly two hours! It is time for us to leave!" came Gimli's voice from the other side of the door. Ariana and Legolas tore their gazes away from each other and Legolas moved to dress. He stopped only to look at Arianas' outfit. Ariana looked down to see what Legolas was looking at. Her outfit was the same as it had been in her dream. Ariana looked at Legolas and shrugged in confusion.
"I believe you will get looks from many men of Rohan today," he said with a hint of jealousy. Ariana smiled and moved for the door.
"But only one has my heart and he is standing in this room," she said with a sly smile. Legolas smiled back at her as he finished dressing.
"…and no woman alive will ever be loved the way I love you," he said with a smile.
So? What did you think? Hope you liked it. REVIEW! I READ THEM AND TAKE THEM INTO ACCOUNT! Also…I'm thinking of changing the name of my story. Any Suggestions?