Legolas x Reader (Part 6)

     "Now, you should place your left foot here." Legolas instructed me, me complying to his request.

     "Here?" I asked nervously. Being a fool in his eyes wasn't something I wanted.

     "Yes. Now try to follow me with what I just taught you." he smiled warmly, holding one hand on my waist firmly and my other hand connected in the air.

     "I shall try my best to keep up with you." I murmured, not sure how my first dance will come out to be. Horrible is the word I assumed. Then, we began to dance. My legs followed his as he lead, me trying to remember everything he had taught me. It wasn't quite as difficult as I believed it would be, but saying to was with ease was wrong. After a small twirl, Legolas brought me in closer to him and stopped, his hands on my upper arms.

     "How was I?" I asked, slightly out of breath. Legolas stayed stoic, as he normally did.

     "You did very well, especially for your first dance."

     "I was worried you would laugh at me." I said, letting out a light giggle and looking at the floor.

     "How cruel of a prince do you believe me to be?" he chuckled, put a hand to my chin and making me look at him directly. My blush was warm...how I cursed it. Looking into his eyes...it only made me nervous and relaxed at the same time. Was I even worthy to be looking at him...let alone being this close to him?

     "Not cruel at all." I replied, a small nervous smile on my face.

     "You're lying." he responded, beginning to grin.

     "I am not." I responded.

     "Then why are you backing away from every step I take towards you?" I looked behind me and noticed he was right. I had been walking back away from him...yet I hadn't even noticed it.

     "You are g-getting closer to me and I don't -" I reasoned, but before I could finish my back foot landed wrongly on the floor and I felt myself begin to fumble. I quickly lost my balance and began to fall backwards. I tried to gain balance again, my arms trying to pull me up impractically with thin air, but I was falling already. As I closed my eyes, I felt Legolas hold me tightly to him. I felt no pain. I was sure I had fallen, but I shouldn't be this comfortable. I opened my eyes and realized the front of my body was lying on the prince's body. He looked up at me, worry in his eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked, keeping his arms wrapped around my body. My blush returned.

     "I'm fine. Thank you. What about yourself? Are you alright, Legolas?"

     "I am definitely alright, youngling. I'm just glad you're okay."

     "I'm not that delicate, my lord." I giggled, looking up at him.

     "Ahhh, I think you are a delicate flower. That won't change. Besides, it is true you don't quite obtain the elven balance. You're graceful, actually more graceful then most elves, but balance doesn't situate with you. Though, that is why I am here."

     I smiled up at Legolas, then laying my head on his chest, closing my eyes and momentarily forgetting about any of the troubles surrounding me. I felt so at ease whenever I was with Legolas. The feelings I have for him...I think I have realized what they are. The way my heart fluttered or stopped from him being around me, the extreme nervousness whenever his eyes were on me, the sadness I felt whenever he wasn't in my presence, my reliance on him, my thoughts about him. It wasn't just admiration of that of a close friendship. No, it was also love. I was in love with Legolas.

     "Why are your cheeks so warm?" Instantly, Legolas's words took my out of my thoughts, my instantly open. Oh no, my blush had returned. He had been watching me relax.

     I decided to move all of my head towards his chest, hiding it from him completely. "You do not have to hide it." I shook my head, affirming that I did have to. I know this was ridiculous, but I feared he would see right into me and know how I felt about him. No, my thoughts were too embarrassing. Before I knew it, I felt strong hands lift me up. I looked up too Legolas sitting up and setting me on his lap. Trying my best, I kept my face away from him. "Why do you still blush?" he laughed. I looked over at him, surprised he laughed. It was rare I ever saw him this happy.

     "I am embarrassed." I responded honestly.

     "About what? Falling?" he grinned.

     "No, my feelings towards you." He smiled, looking down for a moment to only look back up at me. He began to lean his face closer in towards mine. Gently, his hand took the bare skin of the back of my neck, slowly bringing me in closer to him. I closed my eyes, a bit nervous but feeling that this was right. Then, I felt his lips touch mine. I moved my hands to his chest, leaning into him and feeling bliss consume me. His hands moved to the small of my back, the quick moving of his hands making me gasp a little bit. I could feel Legolas smirking into the kiss, only to hold me in closer and make me suddenly let out a soft moan. After a few seconds, Legolas abruptly moved his lips away from mine, looking towards the door. Had I done something wrong wrong? I instantly began to panic.

     "Is everything alright?" I asked, trying to hide the overflowing fear and worry in myself. He wouldn't face me.

     "No, you are fine. It is nothing. I am sorry, Thalarael." I tilted my head, putting a hand on his shoulder. I felt slightly relieved by his words, but it also made me wonder what was bothering him then. "Let's get you up. Take my hand, my dear." Legolas stood up and lowered his hand to mine, finally giving me eye contact again.

     Tightly, I gripped his hand as he helped me to my feet again. He moved a hand to a few strands of hair in my face, gently moving them behind my ear. "Your hair is beautiful, but I do prefer looking into your green eyes. They take my breath away." I could feel my blush return to my cheeks. Legolas was once again complimenting me.

     As my mouth opened as I was about to say something, his eyes went to the doors.

     "Someone comes with a dark aura surrounding their thoughts." After a few seconds, an elf with armour decorated around his body walked into the room. His footsteps and the small clatter of steel were the only noise one could hear. He bowed once he came to Legolas. "What news do you bring?"

     "My lord, there have been Uruk-hai and Orcs spotted coming into Mirkwood. They will be here by nightfall if we don't attack soon."

     "Does my father know about this?"

     "Yes. He wants your presence in his private throne room. He also wants the presence of Lady Thalarael. Please come with me."

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     "We should attack right before nightfall. I don't want them getting any closer to our lands." Legolas exclaimed, in front of his Father. I stood a few steps behind him, watching as the King and the prince discussed what should be done. At times, I found it hard to look at the both of them, feeling like an outsider who hadn't the right to be here,

     "I agree, my son. I have already managed to get the majority of soldiers armed, the small amount of others preparing to stay and guard the palace. Though, I doubt they will even get a few miles close. We will leave in a few hours. Legolas, you will ride out with me and my men." I was surprised at howm calm King Thranduil's voice was. I had expected something much colder and to the point rather than calm and eloquent. This is where one was reminded of how he was king. Even though he looked the part, he definitely acted the part as well.

     "Shouldn't I come?" I raised my voice, instantly feeling that my quiet, higher-pitched voice was almost unfit to be heard.

     "Come? To the battle scene? Isn't it you that they want, my dear?" King Thranduil asked sarcastically, tilting his head. Legolas's eyes were also on me, his eyes holding worry. I took a deep breath for what I was about to say. It only be fair I stated what I believe.

     "It is me that they want. I would like to be of at least help, my king. It is me who has caused all of this mess, let me help to fix it." I took a step forward, still behind Legolas. I'm the reason this happened.

     "Thalarael, there numbers aren't small and to have an untrained elleth about isn't safe for you by any means. You -"

     "Alright, I take your request, Thalarael."

     "What!?" Legolas turned back to look at his father, being in pure shock.

     "She could be of use. They will be more likely to all draw in at her scent and presence. From what I have been told, they haven't a clue she is in our custody."

     "Ada, we aren't going to use her as bait! Have you gone mad!?" Legolas's hands were now into tight fists on either side of his body.

     "No, I have not. She will be coming with us. Thalarael is correct...she is the one who brought this onto us." he looked at me for a moment, his eyes showing his cold disgust of me. "Likely, she will be responsible for the deaths of at least a few of our kind. If there is a way she can make pay of that, the blood of our kind, then I am happy to oblige to her offer."

     "It isn't her fault that orcs and Uruk-hai roam these lands destroying innocents at no cost!"

     "Enough! Get prepared, my son." King Thranduil stood up, walking past his son and then me, not giving us a second look. Two guards began to follow him, opening the doors to his private throne room open. "Thalarael, go to your quarters. I will have a servant get you when the time comes. I will speak further with the soldiers as to what our plans are. Tegalad, please escort the elleth to her room. Son, go to your quarters and prepare. I already know you always keep your armour in there rather than where I tell you to."

     Soon, an elf whom I assumed to be Tegalad, began to walk closer to me "Please come with me, my lady." I nodded, looking back at Legolas who still faces the thrown his father only sat in moments ago. As I began to walk away, I looked back at Legolas who stood there motionless. Once again, he wouldn't look at me. I knew he felt my eyes on him. "My lady." The guard said, politely trying to remind me of his orders. I looked back at him and nodded, looking at the ground as he walked me to my room in silence. I could feel the energy stirring up in Mirkwood, and it wasn't the pleasant kind. No, from what little elven sense I might have...I could feel pain, shock, worry, and anger flustering inside the palace. This was all because of me. I was going to be the death of their loved ones.

     "Here we are, my lady." the guard said once we arrived to my room. I lightly bowed as he bowed back at me, walking away from me. I slowly opened my doors, walking into my room and gently closing it behind me. I leaned against the back of my door, looking up at the ceiling as I felt tears begin to form in my eyes. There wasn't any running out of this mess I had caused. No, I would pay my price...being it my death and/or the deaths of others. I failed to save Rodwen...I failed to save Mirkwood of these beasts. I had been naive...acting as if this would leave my history.

     As I began to walk to my bed, I heard the door open behind me. I turned around to only take back a step. Legolas stood there, shock and anger mixed in his persona. His eyes were still opened large, but his eyebrows were furrowed. He looked as if he just ran here. No doubt was he furious. He took a step back, slamming the door behind him which caused me to take a quick breath in shock. He began walking closer to me, myself mirroring him only walking backwards. Now, he did scare me.

     "What were you thinking back there!? What have you done!?" he stopped walking as the back of my legs bumped into the side of my bed. I couldn't escape from him.

     "What do you mean?" my voice practically a whisper in comparison to his.

     "You now have to go out into great danger! None the less a soon to be battlefield! That filth that wants to kill you will be eager to do so at any moment! Do you not care about your well-being!?" His voice was only escalding, his rage seething. His eyes were so cold...I almost found it hard to recognize them if it weren't for their beautiful icy blue irises I've come to fall for.

     "I can't just stay here and let innocent lives be destroyed. No, I must somehow pay for what I have done. I've brought innocents towards their death. Grieving their deaths isn't enough." I looked to the side, finding it hard to keep into his gaze, but once he raised his voice again my eyes shot back up to his.

     "So you want to die!? Is that it!? You don't care for yourself? You don't care about me!?"

     "About you?" I blinked a few times, confused by his statement. I could the too familiar sting of tears in my eyes again.

     Before I knew it, Legolas had walked up to me and placed his arms on my shoulders, quickly bending down his head and placing his lips on mine. This wasn't any light kiss, but a very strong and heartfelt one. I began to kiss back, wrapping my arms behind his neck as I stood on my toes. Though, before the kiss could continue longer, he seperated his hold from me.

     "You can't get hurt, Thalarael. I can't fathom it...nor can I allow it. It shall be my responsibility to protect you. Promise me you won't make any rash decisions again. If I could keep you under the protection of the palace while we kill those beasts, I would have that be." I looked down, feeling my head begin to ache. Being protected while others fought for my life...it wasn't fair. "It isn't your fault for any of this happening. That young one dying or you coming here for refuge...you never asked for this to  happen. You're very brave and innocent for wanting to help end this, but mind you this isn't your battle to be fought. None of this is the cause of your faults."

     "Do you have to go?" I asked, remembering that he would also be going out to protect me. His hands slowly moved to mine, lifting them up to his lips and giving both of them a kiss.

     "Of course. You musn't worry. I am the best hunter and warrior in this kingdom. Nothing will happen to me." he chuckled at my thought of him being weak. I sighed, still slightly feeling my body tense up at the thought of him fighting. He pulled me into a hug, resting his head on mine. I cuddled my head into his chest, listening to his heartbeat. If only we could stay like this until tomorrow, but I knew that was impossible. My heart clenched at the thought of tonight.

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 I can tell you why Legolas let go...he is losing control of himself. Lol. I'm having fun writing this fanfiction, but it honestly is not easy haha. Please comment and tell me how it was. I am scared you may hate it hahahaha. I hope that isn't the case. Anyways, have a nice day ~~ !