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Chapter 2: Sweet Moments

"Time to go to bed." Inwë whispered as she covered Léssien. As she looked at her younger sister's pale face the black-haired elleth couldn't help to think how fragile she was, but at the same time a great fighter. Against all odds, Léssien was still alive and constantly fighting for the strength to carry on.

'My sweet angel, I won't let anything bad happen to you!' Inwë mentally said while kissing Léssien on the forehead.

As she was heading to her room, after making sure Léssien was sleeping, Inwë spotted a lonely figure sitting outside, through the window. Shaking her head in disbelief, the elleth decided to go outside and talk with the lonely elf.

"Are you still waiting for her, Milanil?" the elleth asked, her black hair dancing with the soft breeze.

At these words, Milanil raised his eyes towards Inwë, and she could see how much he was suffering. Although she wanted to say something to help him, she knew words wouldn't change the way he felt about her sister, and so Inwë silently sat beside him.

After a few moments in silence, each one lost in their own thoughts, Milanil talked like Inwë had never heard him before.

"Inwë, you more than anybody else knows how much I love your sister. All my life I've been by her side as a friend, supporting her in everything. You know that don't you?"

"Of course I do. You are her best friend, and she loves you for that." Inwë softly replied.

"But she doesn't love me the same way I love her. Eowáthiel's heart always belonged to another elf, and I know that will never change, no matter the time that goes by."

"Milanil..." Inwë started.

"Please, let me finish", the male elf quickly said raising a hand.

Inwë nodded in agreement, feeling sad because of her friend.

'Poor soul, there is nothing worse than love someone and not being corresponded', she thought to herself.

"I've been living this lie for so long, pretending to be only a friend and acting like if my heart doesn't beat for her; but I can't do it anymore; I can't live with this lie darkening my days. I have made my decision."

"No, please. You are not..." Inwë trailed of when Milanil turned to her, a determined expression on his face:

"I'm going to the Undying Lands. I know I'm not being really helpful here, so it's the best thing to do now, Inwë."

Without saying a word, Milanil raised and walked inside the house to go to his room. The other elf stayed a little longer, staring at the stars above her, and then made the same. When she was lying in her bed, her thoughts were with Eowáthiel. Inwë knew her sister wouldn't be happy with Milanil's decision, because she loved him as a brother.

With her head full of thoughts, Inwë turned to the other side and quietly felt asleep.

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"Legolas..." the name floated in the air, being slowly taken by the warm breeze of the night.

The forest was in silence; a silence of expectation for the outcome of that encounter, so long expected.

"I have promised", the purple eyed elf said. "Here I am."

"I waited for you, just like I have promised too. And now you're here!"

And then, the two elves were united by the kiss they so long had dreamt about, the kiss of reunion, a love kiss.

"Oh, how I missed the touch of your lips", Legolas whispered, while holding Eowáthiel's waist.

Eowáthiel smiled, hugging Legolas so hard as if she feared he would leave again and never come back.

"How did you know I would be here?" she asked, her hands now holding his hands.

"I guess I have sensed your presence. Besides, this was the place where we have seen each other for the first time. I still remember it like if it was just yesterday..." Legolas dreamily answered, his purple eyes shining with the sweetness of the memory.

"It was such a long time ago, but I know I would never forget that day! The way you approached and conquered my heart, so gently, so softly. We were so young then." The blonde elleth replied.

"But it was a difficult task to conquer you. I had to fight a lot for you, to gain you from Milanil."

"I can see you haven't forgotten him. But I can assure that you didn't have to gain me from him, we are siblings in our hearts. Though you were always jealous from poor Milanil, he never did anything to make you feel like that."

"Well, I don't want to waste our time speaking about your 'brother'. I want to be with you", Legolas said, pulling Eowáthiel to a passionate kiss.

Stars in the sky seemed to be watching the two beautiful beings, embraced in such a way they looked like just one body, united by a feeling that words could not describe.

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The sun was rising over a small house lost in the middle of the forest, at same time a green eyed elf was waking up. Inwë's thoughts immediately turned to her sister as soon as she putted a foot out of her bed.

As usual, the first thing the black haired elleth did was look through the window to see flowers and birds outside. She was a nature-lover, just like every elf, but she had a special passion for horses, particularly for Isilme, her grey horse.

After opening the window and inspiring the fresh air of the morning, Inwë walked outside her room, decorated in blue tones, and went to check if Eowáthiel had slept in her room.

When she realized that hadn't happened, her heart skipped a beat.

'Where are you Onóre?' she worriedly thought.

"Inwë, are you there?", a sweet voice called.

"Yes Léssien. I'll be there in a second." Inwë answered before walking inside Léssien's room "Good morning, my angel. How did you sleep tonight? Inwë asked, her face showing the anxiety the elleth had failed to hide.

"Quite well. What's wrong?" the red haired elleth said, as she noticed her sister expression.

But before Inwë could talk, the entrance door was opened. Without waiting for her sister's agreement, Léssien runned to find out who was arriving.

When she reached the wooden hall, her deep blue eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Legolas! I knew you would come back, I knew it!" Léssien exclaimed, jumping to his arms.

"Slow down little elf, you don't want to strangle me, do you?" Legolas replied, his beautiful face showing a big smile.

At these words, Léssien relieved the pressure on Legolas' neck, running instead to Eowáthiel. The young elleth always liked Legolas a lot; she had known him since she was born.

Inwë joined the reunion too, and welcomed Legolas to their house, saying that he could stay as long as he wished. Legolas accepted the generous offer, while looking to his beloved one.

Suddenly, another elf entered the room, and his pale face showed the surprise and shock of that arrival. This elf was Milanil, who secretly have always wished that Legolas would never return from his journey. However, when he saw the blonde male elf, he knew his prayers were not listened, and

deep inside his resolution of leaving Middle-Earth made more sense than ever.

"Legolas how are you? It's quite a long time", Milanil bitterly said.

"Yes, it was a long time. But I'm here now, and I see that you are too. Visiting your friends is it?" Legolas replied.

"Milanil is spending some time with us, Legolas. He is helping us to take care of Léssien, because of her condition. But no more talk, you need to rest, just like I do." Eowáthiel quickly said.

Then, both leaved the room to rest. Léssien asked permission to go to her room and Inwë agreed. Milanil stayed behind, a concerned expression in his face.

"The day I most feared has finally arrived Inwë; I loose Eowáthiel forever. I would leave as soon as I can."

He then exited the room, leaving behind a worried Inwë.

'Why I always have to make things right for Eowáthiel? I have to tell her about Milanil's intentions. Even if that means dealing with a mad Milanil afterwards.' the black haired elleth thought within her head.

To Be Continued...