23. Chapter 23
A couple weeks went by and I hadn't seen or heard from Legolas. I really didn't expect to, though it would be nice. He was probably doing his 'task' as he called it. I just hoped he was safe from any outsiders. I knew he could take care of himself though.
It was early evening and I was in the kitchen fixing my supper. I had my stereo blasting, listening to Van Halen and singing along as if I was part of the band. I was wearing my shorty shorts, as I liked to call them, and a spaghetti strap tank top. I was dancing around the kitchen, singing into my spatula and practicing my naughty girl dance moves, shaking my hips. I was feeling good. I was feeling free. I didn't need a man in my life. Now that Ethan was gone, I was unrestrained. I don't know what came over me. I was just living life and having a good time doing it.
My best friend Josie was coming to town. She was stopping by to see me. When there was a knock at the door, I danced my way over. "Coming!" I yelled over the music. I quickly flung open the door and yelled. "Josie! Long time no…" It wasn't Josie. It was my magic man. There on the front porch stood Legolas. I was shocked to see him there. I couldn't help notice his expression of total surprise as the loud rock and roll music flowed out of the door. "Hold on a minute. Let me turn this down." I yelled and ran to the stereo, turning the music completely off. I went back to the door. "Legolas, I didn't expect to see you here."
His eyes instantly made their way down my half-naked body. His face turned red from embarrassment and he spun around as to not gawk at me anymore than he already had. "I'm sorry my lady. I did not mean to intrude on your personal time." he said, acting as if he were looking for something in the front yard.
"Well don't just stand there, come in before someone sees you."
He turned back towards me but tried to keep his eyes above my neckline. I didn't understand why he was acting so strange. Hadn't he ever seen a woman in a tank top and shorts before? A couple times his eyes dared to go lower but he very obediently raised them back up. "My lady, that is very inappropriate attire where I come from. Only those who have joined in marriage may look upon each other in such a state."
I realized what was wrong and became embarrassed myself. "I'm sorry. This is how we dress here, especially on a hot night like this. I'll change." I said and ran off to my bedroom. I had to laugh at how old-fashioned he seemed. It was cute in a 'made-ya-look' sort of way. I came back with a tee shirt over my tank. He was looking out the window. "You can look now. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you."
He turned to me, eyes scanning. Something told me I was still too underdressed for what he was used to but he relaxed a bit. "It's alright. I was caught off guard is all."
There was a moment of awkward silence. "So what brings you to my neck of the woods?" I said to break the quiet tension.
"I have not seen you in the forest for a while and I wanted to make sure you were alright."
"You know, Legolas, I don't hang out in the woods all the time. I'm not a kid anymore. There's a lot of work to be done around here. This old house takes a lot of work to keep it in shape. Of course, you don't know about that. You live off the land."
"You are quite mistaken my lady. I have had plenty of experience with building structures and such. My people are architecturally strong. We have many homes in my world, though they are more open than the ones here."
I could sit and listen to him read a phone book. There was something about his voice that was so soothing and melodic. I hated to stop him but I had to tell him about Josie. "Uh, Legolas, an old friend of mine is coming by and maybe it isn't such a good idea for her to see you."
"I'm sorry. I had better go then. I just wanted to say hello." He got up from the couch when the phone rang.
"Hold on a minute." I said and answered it. It was Josie. Apparently, she missed her connecting flight and wouldn't get in until the morning. I went back to Legolas. "Looks like Josie can't make it tonight."
"I better go anyway. I have already stayed longer than I should." he said walking to the door.
"Wait. Please don't go." I said in my sweetest voice.
He turned back to me. "Why do you want me to stay?"
"I like your company. You were just starting to tell me about your home. I want to know more. It sounds so beautiful." I begged.
I could see a smile starting to show on his lips. "Tell me your name my lady and I will not leave. We had a deal, remember?"
I almost didn't want to tell him my name. I liked the mystery we had between us. "I will tell you but not yet. Stay for a while and I will tell you before you leave."
"You drive a hard bargain, but I will stay." He came back to the couch and I joined him.
We talked through the night. He told me about his birth land. It was somewhat confusing at first. It was known by different names depending on when in history it was. The one that stuck out the most in my mind was Greenwood. As he described it, I felt as if I could see it so clearly in my mind. I closed my eyes and felt as though I was there. Finally, I looked him in the eyes and asked, "Why did you tell me all of this? I thought you were not supposed to get involved. Aren't you putting yourself at risk?"
He looked deep into my soul as he spoke. "I am drawn to you somehow. I feel like I could tell you anything and you would never share it with another being. I trust you with my life and my secret. You have proven yourself when you took me in and gave me shelter when I was injured."
I couldn't wait anymore I just had to know something. "Legolas, I have a confession to make. I saw you at the pond that day. I swear I didn't know it was you or I would have never looked. But I saw something that I must ask you about." As he waited for my question, I reached for his hair. I paused and waited to see if he would draw away from me again. He seemed to know what I was about to do but this time he did not resist. I continued and tucked his golden mane behind his pointed ear. I saw it up close for the first time and was speechless. I started to reach my hand to him to see what it felt like. He grabbed my hand firmly but not as to cause pain. "What are you Legolas?" I whispered.
He was silent for a while, as if contemplating what might happen if he let me in on his secret. Then he lowered my hand, placing it back in my lap. "I am an Elf of Middle Earth. It is an ancient earth and is linked to your modern day world. My people are known as the First Born. We lived long before Man came to live amongst us. But our time ended in Middle Earth and we sailed to a secret land known as Valinor. We are immortal and are now the guardians of our land. As I said, we travel here to this world through portals. We are searching for something, a key that will close all portals to this world. It has become too dangerous. Mankind has grown to disproportionate levels and we cannot keep these doorways hidden much longer. But we must find this key, though we know not what it is. My father has sent me here to search for it. It has been foreseen that it may be through this doorway. This is my task. This is why I am here."
"But if you don't know what it is, how do you know what to look for?" I asked.
"My Adar said I would know. I would feel it in my heart. But so far all I have found is your kindness." As he answered me, he seemed to blush slightly and I wondered if he felt about me the way I felt about him.
He said he was drawn to me. I understood what he meant. I tried to live my life normally, but Legolas was always in the back of my mind. At first, it was just a physical thing. I mean, how could it not be with a body like his. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I knew him. I don't know. The whole thing seemed very strange to me.
We loosened up a bit more and I told him about Ethan. Legolas seemed a bit angry. He said his people never behaved in such a manner. Everything they did was an act of love. It sounded like utopia and you know what they say about that. If it's too good to be true… Still, I didn't feel that way about Legolas. He was truthful and genuine. I trusted him and he trusted me. We told each other many secrets that evening. We seemed to connect in some way. I didn't want the night to end but the sun was coming up soon. It was strange but when he was around me, I felt like I didn't need sleep. Strange huh?
"I must go now." Legolas said as he stood from the couch.
"I'm glad you stayed." I responded. He turned to me and looked me in the eyes. There it was again, that familiar feeling. "Legolas, do you ever feel what we call deja vue?"
"I am not sure what you mean." he said never taking his eyes from me.
"The feeling like you've been here before, like you've done the same thing in the past?"
"No, but I have dreams that are similar to what you describe."
I couldn't tear my eyes from him. "You feel so… familiar to me, like I know you but it can't be. You are not even from this world."
"Is this what you mean?" he asked and took my hand in his, entwining his fingers with mine. The warm feeling from before spread quickly up my arm. This time I let it travel farther than ever before. I gasped as I suddenly felt like I was in his forest and not the one on my land. I felt like I was in his world. I looked into his eyes again and I saw a spark. He held onto a love for someone. In my mind, I heard a name being whispered. 'Minaethiel' it said. I don't know why but I became frightened and pulled away from him. We both came back to reality. "What was that?" I said.
"I don't know." he answered still in a daze. The moment only lasted for a second but it felt like an eternity. "I have to go now. Come see me in the forest. Please?"
"I will, in a few days alright?" I said. He nodded and left. We were so shaken by the moment that I never did tell him my name.
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