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Note: I'm sorry for the time I took to post this chapter, but I really was not inspired to write it. Anyway, here it is: hate it or love it.
Chapter 7- An unexpected visit
A new day was starting in a forest lost in the Middle-Earth. Every day was a blessing for the elves that lived there: birds singing their beautiful songs, butterflies playing with the sun rays, and trees as far as the eyes could reach.
A little red-haired elleth woke up as the sun started rising, and sneaked off her room as silently as she could. When she was almost reaching the front door, a tall brown-haired figure emerged from the kitchen and stopped suddenly at the sight of her.
"Léssien Leagallow, where you trying to sneak off?" Milanil asked, raising an eyebrow.
Blushing slightly, the elleth giggled before answering, "I wasn't trying to sneak, I just wanted to welcome the new day. Don't look at me like that; I was going to stay close."
Smiling, Milanil approached and hugged her. "Right", he started, "but just in case, its better if I go with you. You know you shouldn't be on your own out there."
Nodding, Léssien grabbed his hand and opened the front door to be immediately embraced by the warm sun. The two elves played outside for a while, chasing colourful butterflies and smelling different flowers.
Their giggles soon reached the interior of the house, where a blonde elleth had just awaked. Dressing quickly, she decided to investigate the source of such noise.
The elleth arrived just in time to see Léssien running after a particularly big butterfly, while Milanil laughed madly sitting in the small grass. At the sight of this, Eowáthiel couldn't help but laughing too, and when the blue-eyed elleth realised she was there, ran to throw herself in her sister's arms. "Eowá! Come and help me chase that big butterfly", she said.
"No way, you started the chase, you finish it. I'll just sit here with Milanil, ok?"
Feeling rather disappointed, the little elleth shrugged and pursued her chase enthusiastically. Meanwhile, Eowáthiel had sat beside the grey-eyed elf that suddenly seemed melancholic. His eyes were stubbornly fixed in the red-haired elleth, his posture rigid and alert.
"I'm not going to bite you", she said, gazing at him.
"I know", he replied, turning to face her. But as he did so, his eyes turned away instantly; she was wearing a velvet green dress that made her features even more graceful. "It's just that lately you've been avoiding me, and I was surprised you didn't do the same this time."
"I'm sorry Milanil, I've been a fool. Despite everything, I still care about you; you know that sometimes I can be childish and selfish. I never meant to hurt you…", Eowáthiel muttered, holding his hand. "Look at me, Milanil."
He raised his grey eyes and stared deeply into her brown ones. He could see nothing but honesty in them, and so decided to open his heart. "I won't lie, Eowá. You hurt me deeply; not because you didn't love me as I love you, but because of your violent reaction. From all reactions I could picture in my mind, that was not one, I can assure you."
Eowáthiel remained in silence for a while, not finding the words to say what she had felt when she had known the truth. Her beautiful face was framed with an uncertain expression that could be interpreted as anxious or concerned.
"I got one, I got one!" screamed Léssien, holding in her small hands a butterfly in shades of brown and red. "She's so beautiful!"
Smiling at her sister, Eowáthiel applauded cheerfully, being immediately followed by Milanil. "Now you have to let her follow her way", she softly said.
Sighing, the blue-eyed elleth let go of the butterfly, running after her as she flied away. "Onóre, can I go play with my dolls? I'm tired!" she started, but as she saw her sister was rising, Léssien hastily added: "But you don't have to come with me, I want you to stay with Milanil."
Waving goodbye, she returned to the house, her blue dress dancing with the wind. As she was closing the door, she winked at Milanil and her lips silently formed the words 'Good luck!'
So, the two elves were left alone outside, staring in opposite directions. The elf grabbed a small rock and thrown it to the air, is sharp eyes watching as it raised high, ultimately falling some meters away.
"Milanil, please…" the blonde elleth muttered. "Please, don't leave us, everybody loves you so much. It makes no sense leaving now; Léssien is getting better with every day that goes by, and soon we'll all be leaving to Valinor. Wait for us, is all I ask you…"
"I don't know, Eowáthiel. I need to think about everything", the grey eyed elf told the elleth, raising and starting to walk away in the direction of the wooden house. "Are you coming?"
"Yes", answered Eowáthiel in a rather low voice.
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"Inwë, may I speak to you?" a blond elf asked to a black haired elleth.
"Well, you're already speaking to me…" Inwë answered, raising an eyebrow.
"No, I mean in private. I have something to ask you, and I believe it is better if we step outside just for a second, if you don't mind", Legolas explained, while looking around to make sure no one was listening.
"Whatever…" was the only reply coming from the elleth's lips. Her emerald green eyes were gleaming in doubt, but still she followed the blue eyed elf that had lost no time in crossing the door that lead to the forest.
Meanwhile, Eowáthiel was playing with Léssien in her room, and Milanil was lying in his bed. He was aware of the blonde elleth next room, and her voice made him shiver; why was it so difficult for him to leave? Every time he was determined to do it, she would come out of nowhere and change his mind.
Whatever he decided, his heart had no hope: Eowáthiel would always see him as a brother.
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"What is it that you wish to ask me, Legolas?" Inwë inquired as soon as the blond elf stopped in his tracks.
"The other night I was going to the kitchen, when a certain sound made me stop in alert: it was the sound of the front door being opened. Inwë, your business is your own, but I couldn't help wondering what on earth were you doing so late in the forest", the elf told her, his sharp blue eyes watching the elleth's expression closely.
"I see… so, if I'm not mistaken, you want me to give you satisfactions of my actions. I'm sorry, Legolas, but you said it yourself: my business is my own", the elleth simply answered, her tone leaving no space for a reply. "So, if that was all…"
Legolas tried to spoke; however, no words reached his mouth, although his head was full of questions. Looking into Inwë's face, he shrugged, and the elleth slowly turned on the spot and crossed the same path they had done, but in the opposite direction.
Left alone with his many questions the blond elf decided to take a walk in the forest. In the last few days, he had sensed something was about to happen, even though he couldn't tell what it was.
His feet were leading him, and as he walked oblivious to the surroundings, voices reached his sensitive ears. Those voices… he knew to whom they belong, but it didn't make sense. Why would they be in that distant forest? The last time he had seen them, they were walking back home.
Making a quick decision, Legolas climbed t the nearest tree and concealed himself among the trees' branches and the leaves. Only well skilled eyes could detect him in that sea of green.
As the voices approached, the blond elf couldn't help but smiling; he was not mistaken. Two riders were coming through the dirt path that led to the wooden house, happily singing:"… comes from the green dragon!"
As they were passing right beneath the tree Legolas was, he jumped and landed in front of them. His face opened in a smile, when he saw two pairs of eyes widening in surprise at the sight of him. "Legolas!", one of the riders exclaimed.
"I told you, if Legolas is around, there's no chance of making a surprise!" the other rider replied.
"And right you are! Come down friends, I want to have a good look at you!" the blue eyed elf said cheerfully.
As the riders descended from the horse, a blonde elleth appeared out f nowhere, and her brown eyes fell upon Legolas, failing to notice the two small figures beside him. "There you are Legolas, I was…" but her sentence was not finished. She had finally spotted the two figures, "You are…"