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Special thanks to: All of you that read this story and that review, particularly to Maresia Eterna and cris.carla
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Note: I'm sorry for taking so long to post, but I'm having some problems with my computer.
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Chapter 13- Remembering…
A splendid grey horse was drinking water from a serene stream; by his side was a black haired elleth, her shoulders embraced by a grey cloak. She seemed to be unaware of what surrounded her, but as soon as the sound of hooves broke the silence of the night, she turned around swiftly.
When she saw a rider approaching on a brown horse, her lips curled up into a smile before she said: "You're late."
The rider descended from the horse with agile moves, and then approached her. When he was at the distance of an arm, he grabbed her pale hand and replied, "Can you forgive this poor mortal?"
"I'll have to think about that", the black haired elleth answered in a low voice, but her smile revealed there was nothing to forgive. Smiling too, the man grabbed her other hand and his bright blue eyes shinned with an incredible intensity.
A pair of eyelids fluttered open, revealing two amazing emerald green eyes. Sighing deeply, a black haired elleth straightened up and stared through a window. "Why?" she whispered softly. "Why can I not have peace?"
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Eowáthiel was observing the rain falling outside; she was once again thinking what would be the best way to tell Léssien about Legolas's departure.
"Thinking about me?" Legolas asked, hugging her from behind and placing his head over her shoulder.
"As if", Eowáthiel replied, turning around to face him with a smile playing on her lips. "You know, Prince of Mirkwood, a little bit of modesty could do you some good", she continued, trying to sound mad, but failing miserably.
"You're right. If you were thinking about me, you'll be smiling, not frowning", Legolas replied, placing a gentle kiss on the blonde elleth's lips. "Now seriously, what is wrong?"
"Besides you'll be leaving in a few days?" Eowáthiel said a bit more harshly than she wished to. "I'm sorry, Legolas…" she apologized, watching the smile disappear from the elf's lips. "This is not being easy… and now I have to tell Léssi what is going on, and I just don't know how to do it…"
"What if I told her?" the blue eyed elf suggested after a moment in silence. "I mean… I'm the one who's leaving. It's not fair that you have to give her the bad news, I'll do it", Legolas declared in a decided voice. When he saw Eowáthiel opening her mouth to retort, he added, "No use in arguing, Eowá. I want to tell her everything."
The brown eyed elleth nodded and pulled Legolas to a tight hug. "Do as you wish, but please, be careful. The last thing I want to happen is that Léssien fall ill again."
The blond elf kissed her forehead and locked his blue eyes with the elleth's brown ones. Eowáthiel bit her lower lip; why was she missing him, if he was still there?
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"Good morning, sunshine!" Milanil greeted as he walked inside Léssien's room.
"Good morning", the red haired elleth greeted back, though not very enthusiastically.
The grey eyed elf took a seat on an armchair that was beside the elleth's bed, and watched her closely, before questioning, "What is wrong, swallow? And don't say nothing is wrong, because I know you too well."
Léssien sighed and gazed at Milanil; her already pale face seemed paler than usual and she had dark bangs under her eyes. "I know that Legolas and Eowá are hiding me something. I know it is something really bad, otherwise they would have told sooner. Do you know what they're hiding?" she asked eagerly.
Milanil cleared his throat, and stood silent for about a minute. At last, he managed to say, "I'm sorry Léssi, but the decision of telling you what is going on is not mine. You will have to wait until Eowá-"
Milanil trailed of when someone knocked at the door. A few seconds after, Inwë popped her head inside the room and announced: "Breakfast is ready. Milanil, can you come and help me, please?"
The brown haired elf raised an eyebrow; her tone was strangely significant, so he rose and followed her. As they walked past the living room, Milanil greeted the hobbits and continued to follow Inwë until they reached the kitchen.
"Can you tell me what is going on?" the grey eyed elf inquired, crossing his arms over his chest.
"We haven't got the chance to talk before, and I was wondering if you already know what is to come", the green eyed elleth answered immediately, closing the kitchen door.
Milanil breathed profoundly before replying, "Yes, dear friend, Legolas himself talked to me. Personally, I was expecting something like this to happen sooner or later…"
Inwë eyed him suspiciously, but did not say anything for a long time. She seemed to be looking for the right words to express her thoughts, and Milanil respected her silence.
The brown haired elf gave some feeble steps towards the window, but decided to sit instead in one of the chairs beside the table. His eyes, however, were gazing through the window, fixing an invisible spot.
'Come on Milanil, he is not going to bite you!' a blonde elleth said in an amused voice.
'I'm not so sure about that, Eowá… he doesn't seem to like me that much…' Milanil replied, watching as the blonde elleth cuddled a magnificent black horse.
The elleth giggled and continued to cuddle the horse gently. Milanil watched her with a sweet smile playing on his lips, and then decided to walk a bit closer; the horse raised his ears but did not move.
"Estel may seem fierce, but he knows how to recognize friend from foe. Come closer", Eowáthiel insisted, holding out a hand that Milanil grabbed after a few seconds hesitation.
The elf approached and followed Eow'athiel's example: he start to cuddle Estel. At the beginning, the black horse seemed to be nervous, and so Milanil withdrew his hand, but after some minutes, the horse was completely relaxed.
'You see? Estel is really smart; he is comfortable with the ones I care about and like…'
'Does that mean you like me?' the grey eyed elf asked in a curious tone, staring right at Eowáthiel's brown eyes.
'Don't be silly! You know too well I like you!' Eowáthiel retorted, placing a slightly tanned hand over his pale one.
"Milanil, Milanil!" a female voice shouted, and the elf raised his head.
He took a while to snap to reality; he didn't know how much time had passed since he had started remembering those things. Inwë was eyeing him with a concerned frown, and so he said, "I'm fine. I was just… remembering things I should not think of."
The black haired elleth nodded and then stated, "Eowáthiel is too quiet, Milanil. She should be begging Legolas not to leave, but instead she supports him entirely. I know my sister too well… she is up to something."
"Do you think so?" the brown haired elf asked, with a not so sure expression. "What could she possibly do?"
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"No, no, no!" Legolas bellowed, refusing to stare at the blonde elleth beside him. "There is no way I'll let you do that!"
"I have made my mind, Legolas! You know how stubborn I can be when I want to, so don't argue with me. Oh, and don't try to stop me, because you won't succeed", Eowáthiel retorted harshly.
"Eowá- please-"Legolas started to say dimly, but the elleth didn't allow him to finish the sentence.
"Do you trust me?" the brown eyed elleth asked, and the blue eyed elf nodded. "So don't worry. Everything will be fine…"
Legolas didn't say anything; instead, he wrapped his arms around her body and rested his head over her shoulder.