Country Side

Disclaimer: I don't own legolas.
warnings: This is Patricia's POV...

This was a spur of the moment fic. I was just siting here under my fan and I just got this idea. Just to warn you the way i describe the women is kind of based off of the old days where the women stayed at home all day and few lived alone and weren't married. Its obviously in the country side "Where?" you ask. use your imagination.


Chapter 1~Promises~(Patricia's POV)


For the past year I’ve waited on the porch for a glimpse of him, and every time I surprise myself for still having hope. Hope that he'd return to me. I moved to the countryside two years ago, in search of something new. I met a man or shall I say an elf but I can't just tell someone that, they'd lock me up for sure, so when the women asked me if I was taken I'd reply yes and that he is coming back for me, someday.

At first the women respected my decision to stay true to my love, but as time went by, men in the town sought out my affection yet received nothing in return. Soon everyone assumed my so-called 'love' to be my imagination and a waste of time. Causing me at times to often wonder if he remembered the promise he'd made, because I did.

I mostly avoided the women’s meetings because I heard enough gossip going into the market, there was no point in me contributing to it, but seeing as how that was the highlight of their day I could understand why it was so important to them.

Last week the women in town had another "gossip" meeting, and Sheryl Dickens convinced me to attend.

Clarissa Shelton was a widow, her husband died two years ago from a heart attack, and to keep herself busy she took a liking to gossip, ecstatic to spread her new found knowledge crninrning Mrs. Farley's absence on behalf that she caught Mr. Farley having an affair with the young cashier down at Buckley’s market last Tuesday.

"Well he'd been cheating on her for years," Riana Delmont blurted out, "It's about time she found out, poor thing she’s better off without him anyway."

Ramona Tucker stood up and announced that it was story time. As everyone got together to speak of the romances they've had or lack there of. We all sat in a circle, some knitted scarf’s, as Sheryl Dickens the local nurse spoke of her steamy love affair with the new guy in town. Some of thede ude up stories of men sweeping them off their feet when they were younger, and everyone listened intently wishing they'd someday meet their prince charming.

"Why don't you tell us about this mystery man you're so in LOVE with Patricia. What’s his name?" Sheryl Dickens spoke up as everyone directed their attention at me. "Everyone else has shared their secrets why don't you fill us in on yours? I know everyone here would like to know about him." She added receiving support from the other women.

"Well its a long story-" I began.

"Well we've got all day sweetie now continue" Ramona stated.

"His name," I trailed off as images of him flooded my mind and the words flowed out of my mouth with ease. "Legolas...Legolas, He isn't your average man,” I said blushing as I remembered his pointed ears that I so craved, "He's different, perfect actually. Tall, lithe, beautiful, flawless skin, his hair golden as the sun, yet as soft as silk and his eyes..."I said closing my eyes, "Ocean eyes, crystal clear eyes that could stare right through me straight to my soul. And his caress was like a brand on my skin fiery heating my flesh bending me to his will. Insatiable was his caress; it was kind, tempting, protective and seductive all at the same time. I want nothing more than to be in his arms again. He is without doubt my gift from God," I said standing up getting into the story. women already sat on the edge of their seats in anticipation of what i was to tell them, and I gained confidence as i proceeded.

TBC...
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