When love's reflected

A.N: Thank you Justine you made this sound amazing….
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters but I do own the plot. Aahahahah (evil laugh)

A Burden and a Blessing Sequel
From Legolas' point of view.

~When loves reflected

There she was, standing at the edge of the water, seemingly mesmerized by the beauty that surrounded her. I was in a similar state…the only difference being that I was behind bushes and mesmerized by her…her mind, her body and her soul. Such a rare beauty indeed! Her own features looked ethereal in this light.

I could merely watch as she shed her clothes and slowly entered the water, her golden locks of hair flowing down her back and into the cool water where it fanned out. She shivered slightly and I found that I couldn’t prevent my body from reacting.

'Perhaps she might enjoy some company.' I thought boldly to myself.

I contemplated the thought for a moment, but seeing t he water lap gently and welcomingly at the earth did me in. I had no recollection of walking over to the water’s edge, but I do remember the desire to be near her, which pulsated, through my veins right to my very core and I embraced it.

And now, I was right next to her, the beauty of her body and heart reveled to me. She turned around and saw me. I watched as a cute rosy color spread up her neck to the tips of her ears.

‘Such modesty is rare among elves.’ I thought.

Her gaze fell, but just before it did, I saw a flash of pain. I
was not sure as to what could be the cause, but I knew I wanted to end it. Taking her in my arms I searched her eyes deeply.

"A burden and a blessing you are" she whispered.

So soft was the comment that if it weren’t for me elvish hearing, I surely would have missed the revelation. I knew not why she would say such a thing, and it saddened me to hear it. I questioned myself, wondering if I was not what she desired, if I was the cause of that pain.

In that moment Aragorn's face appeared and my heart sank: my closest friend still held her heart in his hands, and she in denial about someone else forever holding his…and yet I am unable to express mine own love…for her.

My heart went out to her and I mentally vowed to make Eowyn forget the love that could not exist between herself and Aragorn, but to realize the love that could flourish
between us.

I lifted her chin so that our gazes locked. She kept her eyes cast downward in fear of my reaction. Unbeknownst to her, it was I that was fearful of hers. I yearned to see her love for me and not another man…but would she accept it? Forcing her to look into my eyes, I made her see that I was not one to judge, merely one to love and cherish her. My heart pounded in my chest as if it were trying to escape.

'I deserve to be loved too' I thought, hoping she would maybe see that.

Slowly she looked at me and I saw a spark in the depths of her eyes, although it was small, there was no mistaking it…it was love.

I've longed for this moment since my coming of age: for my own feelings to be reflected, for someone to finally love me. I could no longer contain the joy I felt, but I was reluctant to break the magical moment so I poured the passion of my heart into each kiss…each touch. I knew that by the end of this night, that tiny spark would become an uncontrollable flame.

I bound myself to Eowyn that night and she to me.

'Perhaps she doesn't think of me as a burden after all'. I thought, drifting off to the world of dreams…

The End.

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