Legolas had hardly left my side since our reunion. It was getting annoying. As though he were worried I'd run off again. Well, I wouldn't. At least, before I wouldn't. Now I might just to get away from his ever watchful eye!
"You've barely eaten, Ella," Legolas said.
"I'm not hungry. I'm going to go for a walk."
"Let me come with."
I shook my head quickly. "Please let me go alone, Legolas. I promise to return. But I need..." Peace.
Legolas nodded. "I understand."
"Thank you." At last I was alone and would have time to think. Yes, the past day or so Legolas had been getting on my nerves, but... I love him. I truly, deeply, love him. I'd said it out loud to Rosriel. I'd run it over in my head again and again. But I could never tell it to the one man who most longed to hear it. I couldn't. But why? I had no answer. I just knew I could not be the one to say it first...and I had lost all hope that he would ever repeat the sentiments.
What, then? Were we to live the rest of our lives like this? Always loving one another, yet never admitting it? Or would Legolas find another? I knew I would not. I had always loved Legolas, since I first knew what love was. Was my fate to watch him love another, while in secret my love continued to grow?
Oh why could I not be less stubborn? I slumped down and put my head in my hands.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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