If there are any fans left out there I apologize for the delay. I've been taking a creative writing class that's sparked my creativity again. Hope you enjoy it. There's some intimacy toward the end, just a heads up
Chapter Seven
Vanmoriel and I came to the end of the time that was allotted for her trial stay. I had been chomping at the bit to ask her if she was ready to get married the day after she arrived, but alas I had contained myself. I had learned so much about her in the time that we had spent together. We were nearly one person and I swore I could almost read her mind.
I approached her one day after I came out of my father's study. He had told me that I ought to talk to my betrothed about getting married. Now that the day had finally come I was nervous beyond belief. Again, I knew she would not refuse to get married. She had remained in Eryn Lasgalen and it had become a part of her just as she had become a part of me.
I found Vanmoriel and Mirima in the walled in gardens just outside the palace. They were walking around, clay vases in their hands laughing together as they watered the flowers. If Vanmoriel smiled I smiled, if she frowned I frowned. My heart soared when I saw her in such a good mood.
"Good afternoon ladies," I greeted them with an ostentatious bow. "How goes the watering?"
"The flowers are looking wonderful." Vanmoriel kissed my cheek. "It's the warm spring hair."
I looked over Vanmoriel's shoulder at Mirima. I had grown to enjoy her company as well and she was a wonderful friend to Vanmoriel. My betrothed had told me that Mirima had recently become quite taken, the feeling being mutual, with one of my father's archers who guarded the palace from the giant spiders. I was glad to hear of it. It would have been terrible for Mirima to leave Rivendell and not be able to build a life here in Eryn Lasgalen.
"Mirima might I have a moment with Vanmoriel, please?" I asked politely.
"Of course," she gave a slight curtsy, set her vase down on a stone bench and retreated into the palace.
I laced my fingers through Vanmoriel's and tucked her vase under my arm. We strolled around for a while in silence. I could feel her looking at me and I just smiled.
"Did you disturb Mirima and me just to walk around the gardens?" She asked with a grin.
"Is that enough for you?" I asked, nudging her gently with my shoulder.
"That is plenty for me."
"Well in all actuality, no. That is not what I came out here for." I stopped walking, set the vase on the path, and took both of her hands in mine. "I wanted to talk about our wedding."
"Oh?" Vanmoriel smiled.
Her smile encouraged me. "Yes. Are you still interested in marrying me?" I said, still nervous. "It has been a proper amount of time since you arrived here in Eryn Lasgalen."
Vanmoriel actually laughed at me. "Am I still interested? Oh Legolas, you make me laugh." She kissed my lips lightly, warming my whole body. "Of course I am still interested. I would marry you tomorrow."
I wrapped my arms around her tightly, a huge weight off of my shoulders. "I have never been so happy to hear anything in my life!" I exclaimed. I actually lifted her off of her feet and spun her around. Her laugh tinkled through the air and my deeper one melded to hers.
When I set her down she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply on the mouth. I had never met a woman who could set my whole body aflame with such little effort. My hands strayed into her long raven, hair to her waist, to her backside.
"So tomorrow then?" She said in a slightly husky voice.
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We did not marry the next day, but luckily Elvish weddings did not entail near the fanfare that many other races' rituals included. Our ceremonies were very intimate, only family attended. It was very easy to plan and Vanmoriel shouldered most of that burden. Her family arrived and we let them settle for a few days.
We decided to have our ceremony in the gardens, but we waited until the moon was out. I had always thought that Vanmoriel was like the midnight and I could think of no better time to express our love and link ourselves to each other for eternity. I was not even close to scared at the prospect of eternity with one woman. I was eager for it to arrive.
My father, brother, Vanmoriel, her parents, and I shared a light meal as the sun was setting before we headed into the gardens, the moon full and high and the sky. Even with the heavy canopy from the trees the moonlight still filtered into the gardens so that everyone could see.
Vanmoriel had gone to change into a special gown while everyone else headed to the fountain where I stood waiting for her. When she emerged through the stone doorway, my breath caught in my chest. I had never seen anything like her. She was ethereal. Her beautiful pale skin seemed to glimmer in the moonlight, her lustrous hair blending in with the night around her. I could see her eyes shining and realized that she had tears and quickly realized that I had tears in my eyes as well. I was not a crier.
She came to stand in front of me and I took her hands. My father had agreed to marry us as he knew the rituals of old. He spoke and everyone was silent. I stood there in awe, not believing my own good fortune. This woman, this beautiful being before me had agreed to spend the rest of forever with me.
"And what would you two like to say to each other?" My father asked with the softest of smiles.
I began with vows I had been thinking about since she agreed to marry me. They were the best way I could come up with to express everything I thought about Vanmoriel.
"In your eyes, I have found my home.
In your heart, I have found my love.
In your soul, I have found my mate.
With you, I am whole, full, alive.
You make me laugh.
You are my breath, my every heartbeat.
I am yours.
You are mine.
Of this we are certain.
You are forever in my heart."
Tears came to Vanmoriel's eyes, but she swallowed them so she could share her thoughts.
You are my inspiration and my soul's fire.
You are the magic of my days.
You help me laugh, you teach me love.
You provide a safe place for me, unlike I've ever known.
You free me to sing my own song.
You are more of an amazement to me, each day I rediscover you.
You are my greatest treasure.
I am yours.
You are mine.
Of this we are certain.
You are forever in my heart."
It was so amazing that she added my vows onto the end of hers. There was a huge lump in my throat as my father began to finish the ceremony. "Vanmoriel and Legolas, we your family, will stand by you throughout this new journey you have undertaken. We will guide you as we have walked this path before you and we will help you grow both as individuals and as a pair. We love you both and cannot wait to see your love blossom in the future." My father smiled a huge grin. "There is nothing left, but for you to share a kiss."
My smile was huge as I leaned toward Vanmoriel, my wife. We shared a chaste kiss and only lingered for a second before our families were upon us hugging us, kissing our cheeks, and bidding us goodnight very nearly pushing us back into the palace.
Vanmoriel laughed nervously and I tucked her under my arm to try and calm her nerves as we made our way to my rooms. Her things had quickly been moved there during out dinner and ceremony. She had never stepped foot in my rooms and so I led her in for the first time.
"They're beautiful, Legolas," she said quietly with a smile. The door shut with a slight thud behind us and Vanmoriel jumped.
I kissed her temple. "Relax, Vanmoriel, we do not have to do anything tonight."
She laughed lightly and it made me smile. "Oh do not mind me, Legolas. I want to; more than anything I want to. It is just I do not have the slightest clue as to what to do. It is like trying to walk through a pitch black corridor for me."
"In that case, we shall take it very slow and feel our way through the corridor together." I assured her. We started with a simple kiss, her small hands splayed on my chest and slowly moved up and under my tunic. The feeling of her hands on my bare chest was intoxicating. She grabbed the bottom hem and lifted it up over my head so that my chest was bare. I kicked out of my boots and let my hands wander all over Vanmoriel's body, not breaking the kiss for a second.
After a while, she was pressing herself against me and shrugging out of her dress which fell into a puddle at her feet. I had to pull away to take her all in.
"What you are looking at?" She asked nervously, blushing from the top of her chest to her cheeks.
"You. You are incredibly beautiful," I murmured, in disbelief at the woman who stood before me. I took her head and pulled her to the bed, turning the blankets down before stripping out of my breeches and slipping under the silk sheets, bidding her to do the same.
She slowly got in next to me, the lengths of our bodies touching. I began to kiss her neck, behind her ears, slowly running my tongue over the pointed tip. She gasped when I did that, as I knew she would. It was a strange erogenous zone for Elves.
I did it again and she rolled to face me, crashing her lips into mine. I used this time to run my hands over her naked body, feeling all over her, working her gently. I could feel that it was working and that she was less nervous.
"I want you, Legolas," she murmured into my ear. "Please."
I adjusted us so that she was on her back and I was between her legs. "Are you sure?"
"I am begging," she nearly whimpered. I slowly, carefully lowered myself and even with all of my precaution she let out a noise of pain. I waited for a moment, kissing her neck and chest before I moved again and soon her noises were those of longing and needing.
She was too beautiful and too pure and I could hardly stand it.
"Legolas," she looked into my eyes. "Please do not stop."
I had to grit my teeth to comply with her wishes, but it was worth it. I slumped onto her just as she cried out in pleasure. I rolled off of her and pulled her to my chest, both breathing heavily.
"What was that?" She asked.
"Now, melleth (love), we are one." I knew it was true. I felt different than I had before we had gone to bed. I knew that we would be together forever, never separated. We had found our one true mate and it was a beautiful feeling.
There you have it. I got those vows from and just slightly modified them (Read more: Wedding Vows & Readings: Favorite Wedding Vows From Real Weddings - Wedding Planning - . #ixzz2i2I6b7O3). I hope you all enjoyed it. I would love to know what you thought!
Happy reading,
Avonmora