A Secret Untold: Part IX
I really didn't wish to see Aragorn today. I had been walking in the gardens
before breakfast hoping to clear my head of my dilemma, but then I saw him,
and my troubles seemed to attack my heart with a vengeance. He asked of my
problems, and I broke down. Then the least expected happened. Aragorn
embraced me. Wrapped him arms around me and stood there, stroking my hair and
telling me 'It'll be alright' whilst all I could do was cry into his neck,
smelling his manly, earthy scent and hanging onto him like a child to its
safety blanket. It didn't help that he touched my arm several times, making
my stomach tighten and my heart lurch into my throat. I could feel his touch
as more than a simple touch, his hand felt warm through the material of my
sleeve, and made my skin tingle. If only he knew what he did to me.
At breakfast I ate little, which caused Elrond to cast me several concerned
glances. I excused myself and took my leave before I could be questioned
further. Aragorn was not at breakfast.
Deciding my rooms were the best place to be today, for I did not wish to talk
to anybody, I began to make my way there.
"Legolas, may I have a word?" a voice made me stop as I walked the halls. I
sighed quietly and followed Elrond to his study.
He motioned to sit down, and took the chair opposite mine, a serious look on
"What did you wish to speak to me about?" I enquired.
"What is it that troubles you so?" Elrond looked me straight in the eye, as
if he were trying to search my soul for answers. I turned my head away,
worried he would find out just by looking at me.
"Legolas, I want answers," Elrond said sternly. "I know something is
Sighing, I told him a part of my problems. "I do not think I love Valrodiel
anymore," I said sadly.
"Look at me Legolas," It was an order not a request, and I obeyed the older
elf. He stared into my eyes again.
"The love you hold is no longer for Valrodiel," he spoke softly "She is not
the one for you, Legolas, there is another.." he stared harder at my face and
I felt myself go red. "The love in your eyes is for another, isn't it?" he
asked. I nodded, looking away again and feeling guilty for feeling that way.
"Who is it, Legolas?" he asked.
"I cannot tell, Elrond," I answered feeling emptiness swirling around inside
of me again. "It would hurt too many."
The elf lord sighed and looked at me helplessly. "When you decide to tell me
you know where I am." I nodded. Elrond had given me permission to leave, and
I did; racing to my room and shutting myself in until nightfall. I did not
want lunch or dinner, I just wanted to be alone.
For in this life of pain and secrets, I truly was.
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