"My lords," said Aragorn. "you have
heard the evidence. How do you find Angaráto?"
"Guilty," said Finwë.
"Guilty," said Fingolfin.
"Guilty," said Caranthir.
Legolas nodded. "Guilty..."
Watching himself in the full-length mirror, Legolas untied his
sash and draped it over the dressing table chair, then slowly
unhooked the fastenings of his robe and slipped it off his shoulders.
Beneath the heavy, ceremonial brocade, he was wearing a sleeveless
shirt and silver leggings. He opened his wardrobe, looking for
Something Eowyn will like...
The bathing room door opened.
He turned, startled. "Arwen! I did not realise..."
He smiledthe slight embarrassment adding a delicate colour
to his cheeks. "How are you feeling, mell nín?"
He caught her by the arms andgentlymade her sit down
on the bed. "Eowyn has told me your good news. I am very
happy for you, Arwen."
"I can still walk, Lasvelui."
Legolas, crouching before her, looked up in surprise. "You
have not called me that in a long time, Arwen," he
"It has not been right to call you that in a long time,
Legolas, " she replied.
"But it is now?" he asked, thinking, She is so much
wiser than I.
Arwen reached down and tucked a lock of hair behind his ear.
"Yes. Because now you have found the companion of
"Yes, I have." His smile was radiant. "But, surely,
that would make it less appropriate..."
Arwen laughed, stroking his cheek. "Now that our hearts
have both found their true home, Lasvelui, they can visit each
other as old friendsremembering the past and enjoying their
memories." She looked deep into his eyes. "What will
you tell her, Legolas?"
"About us? I was not planning to tell her anything."
"So you intend to lie to her when she asks?"
"Why should she ask?"
"You have lived a hundred times longer than she," said
Arwen. "She will be curious about your past. And, if you hide it
from her, it will become a wedge driven between you."
But Legolas could not bring himself to contemplate Eowyn's brief
span. Instead, he asked, "Have you told Aragorn?"
"That is different."
"In the world of men, Lasvelui, a man may exploreis
expected to explorethe meaning of love with many
women before he settles on his spirit's companion; a womana
maidenis expected to wait, untouched, until she is
discovered by hers. That is why Eowyn is free to ask about your
past and why Estel will never ask about mine."
"That is unfair," said Legolas.
Arwen smiled. "Living in Gondor, I have observed much about
the life of men that is unfair." She stroked his hair. "Its
briefness can be most unfair..."
"Please, do not talk about that"
"It is something you must face, Lasvelui."
"Yes. But not now," said Legolas. "Not yet. Please."
Arwen cupped his face in her hands. "Your choice was right,
mell nín," she said. "We both know that.
So, whatever the future holds for you and Eowyn, the Valar will
always be with you"
Eowyn stood transfixed in the doorway, colour flooding her cheeks,
her hands crushing the door frame.
"Your beloved, Eowyn, was just insisting that I sit down,"
said Arwen. "He understands nothing of pregnancyhe
thinks that I am an invalid."
Eowyn looked from Arwen to Legolas and back again. And, apparently
reassured, she smiled. "He is just concerned for you and
the baby," she said. She came up beside him, and placed her
hand on his shoulder. "You are like a sister to him, Arwen."
And Legolas turned his head and, closing his eyes, pressed his
lips to Eowyn's fingers.