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Chapter 3- Memories
After resting for a while, the two elves in love decided to leave the house for a romantic walk in the woods. Inwë decided that was not yet the moment to tell her sister about Milanil's decision, and so the couple walked away, hand in hand, oblivious to Inwë's dilemma.
As usual, the forest was shining in gold and green; butterflies could be seen here and there, dancing with the warm sun rays. Everything was in full harmony with the elves feelings, and they continued their way, admiring the beauty of that small corner lost in the vastness of the world.
"I've been such a long time trapped inside men fortresses that I had almost forgot how beautiful and peaceful this forest is. I fought against such horrible things, to be now back in your arms where I belong", Legolas said, a shadow veiling his eyes.
Eowáthiel shivered at the mention of Legolas absence. Those days have been terrible for the poor elleth, which had feared to lose the one she loved. Never, in their life, they had been apart for so long and for such a dark reason.
"Don't talk about that, Legolas! I don't want to remember those painful days, when I wondered alone under these trees, praying for you to come back to me. I truly wish that you never had to leave again, or else I'll go crazy my love!" Eowáthiel said, despair in every word.
"Eowáthiel…" the blue eyed elf whispered, while touching Eowáthiel's golden hair.
The two elegant figures finally reached a clearing, where a waterfall could be seen in the background, falling with a sweet melody over some rocks. That was their special place, where they had spent their tender moments; a place where only good memories were allowed.
The pair sat in one of the rocks, facing each other and smiling every time their eyes meet. A bird singing near by broke the silence. However, this silence didn't mean the two elves did not understand each other; it was a silence of comprehension.
"Do you remember the first time we kissed, Eowáthiel? We were right here, staring into each others eyes, a silence of expectation in the air. You were so nervous that your hands started shaking", Legolas said, grinning.
"Just a second Prince of Mirkwood! I wasn't the only one shaking, remember? You were so nervous that your hands started sweating! But in the end everything went right, and since then your kissing skills have improved satisfactorily", the brown eyed elf replied, failing to control her laughter.
"What do you mean: improved satisfactorily? My kisses are really good ok?" he said, while crossing his arms and pretending to be upset.
"Oh sweetheart, don't be upset. Come here!" Eowáthiel softly said, pulling Legolas to a long and passionate kiss.
And so, as the two elves were lost in their kiss, the sun seemed to shine harder, spreading its blessing over their embraced bodies.
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From the window of her room, Inwë watched Eowáthiel and Legolas disappearing in the middle of the trees; but when she was about to step away, the black haired elleth spotted a shadow resting in a tree-branch.
A shadow she knew too well.
With a sigh, Inwë left the house, not before checking on Léssien, who was eating in the kitchen. Then, she approached the place where she had seen the shadow. Once there, the elleth looked up, a strong breeze blowing her black hair away from her face.
"Your mind may want to go to the Undying Lands, but your heart wishes to stay" Inwë softly commented. "Please Milanil, reconsider; I know you like to be here."
"I cannot and I won't" the elf sat in the branch replied, turning to Inwë. "I will not stay here and see your sister get together with the Prince of Mirkwood."
"If you really love her, then you should let her grasp happiness" the emerald green eyed elleth started, her gaze still turned to Milanil "That's love; deep down you know Eowáthiel will never look at you the same way you look at her, and deep down you want my sister to stay with Legolas."
"What do you know about it?" Milanil finally snapped harshly, but Inwë continued staring at him with a serene expression. "You know nothing about love, you never cared about developing the same feelings I have for Eowáthiel. You always said you would never fall for someone."
"Do not speak as if you know me" the black haired elleth started, her voice dangerously calm "I'm trying to open your eyes Milanil; trying to make you see there's more in life than disputing with whom Eowáthiel should be with. She is not a trophy."
"I will not stay" Milanil hissed before jumping to the ground, and fall in his feet only to look straight into Inwë's eyes. "I will not watch the one I love marrying with someone else".
With that, the brunette turned around and walked away, completely aware that Inwë was following his every move, probably with a worried frown in her face.
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"Do you remember the day I asked you if you wanted to marry me Eowáthiel?" Legolas said at the same time he was caressing the elleth's slightly tanned face.
"How could I forget it? But I also remember that was the day when you had to leave for that cursed quest, that kept you away from me for so long" Eowáthiel answered, her body shaking a bit as the memories flooded her mind.
"I was thinking… you didn't give me the answer that day" Legolas started "As soon as my father called me, I had to leave for Rivendell, to meet Elrond's council. So, I believe that you had time enough to think about it."
Eowáthiel looked deep in her beloved one eyes, and not finding the words to say because of the great emotion she was feeling, she could only nod her head in agreement.
At least everything seemed to be getting right in their life, but sometimes not everything is what it seems.
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Night had finally fallen, carrying with it a chilly breeze and the silence of a beautiful forest. Not a sound could be heard outside, but the same could not be said about the interior of a wooden country-house.
After all, while harmony seemed to spring from every corner in the shadows, tension continued to grow inside the kitchen of the cosy house:
"If you two want to fulminate each other, do it outside" Inwë suddenly said, without turning her eyes away from the food she was preparing, but the two male elves behind her, sitting on opposite sides of a long oak table, continued to glare at each other. "You really are behaving like children, not even Léssien acts like that."
As if she had heard her name, the younger elleth of the three siblings walked inside the kitchen, wearing a soft pinkish dress, her pale hand grasping one much bigger than hers rather tightly.
"What's going on?" Eowáthiel asked without letting Léssien's hand go, and both male elves looked at her while Inwë didn't even bother to turn around.
"Legolas, Milanil!" Léssien exclaimed with a wide smile gracing her face, before running to the two elves and hug both of them. "I missed you!"
"What do you mean I missed you?" Milanil inquired as the young elleth wrapped her small arms around him. "You saw us today."
"I know, but not together" Léssien replied still smiling, and she failed to notice both elves shifting uncomfortably.
"Well, I hope everything is alright in here" Eowáthiel suddenly spoke, stepping beside Legolas, who looked up at her, since he was still sat.
Again, the two male elves changed an uncomfortable look, and Eowáthiel thought deep down that difficult times were about to come in that house.
Sighing, the elleth continued helping Inwë and prayed that these two would find a way of living in the same house without destroying it.
"She still doesn't understand how much Milanil loves her. I feel this situation is only getting worse, and as usual I'll have to be strong to take care of it. But why no one ever help me?" Inwë thought within herself.
To be continued...