26. Chapter 26
I woke up in my own bed, warm and cozy but confused. Hadn't I just been walking through the woods with Legolas? And hadn't he just been kissing me and touching my body? How did I get back here? I slowly sat up and my head began to pound. There was a knock on my door. Who was in my house?
"Who's there?" I asked and my own voice sounded like a gong.
"It is only I my lady. I was just checking to see how you fare this morning." It was Legolas. My heart skipped a beat as I remembered the connection we made last night, or at least I thought we did.
"Come in Legolas."
The door opened and in walked my shining friend. Every time I looked upon him it felt like seeing him for the first time. His smile was infectious. Those eyes, those lips, hadn't they just been upon my own a minute ago?
"How are you feeling? I was worried for you." he said as he stood beside my bed.
"What happened Legolas? Weren't we just in the forest? We were walking along and the next thing I know we were…" The look on his face told me he had no clue what I was talking about.
"You are correct. We were walking and telling each other stories of our past. We stopped briefly and you took my arm. Do you remember that much?"
"Yes, I remember being cold and you took me in your arms to warm me. You sung to me as I listened to your heart. But then we started to… well you brought your…" Obviously I was not making any sense to him. "Why don't you tell me what happened."
Legolas sat on the edge of my bed. He turned his body to face me. "I wrapped my arms around you to warm you before we went on, but you suddenly went limp in my hold. I tried to rouse you but you would not wake. I did not know what happened to you so I picked you up and brought you home. I removed your shoes and tucked you into bed where you have remained until now." Concern washed over his lovely face. "I was very worried. I thought the cold made you ill or perhaps something took place that an Elf does not know about a modern day human. I am glad to see you back to normal now." Then he cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "What do you remember mellon nin?"
I thought about the kiss we shared and the intense feelings of want and need between us. Suddenly, my face began to burn red. "Oh well… there's not much to tell really." Then I looked at him questioningly. "Are you sure that's all that happened? We didn't do anything that either of us might… ?"
"I assure you my lady, nothing of the sort happened. If you'll notice, I only removed your shoes and nothing more, even though I knew you would be much more comfortable undressed. It is not the way of the Elves to infringe on one's privacy."
I shook my head. "Why does my head hurt?"
"Maybe you were exhausted or did not get enough nourishment yesterday." he answered. "Let me help you." he said.
I looked him in his blue eyes. They were their normal 'happy' color. He held his hands out to me and I leaned forward. His strong hands cupped the sides of my face and he closed his eyes. I could feel the pain in my head instantly disappear. But along with it were the thoughts of our recent kiss. I heard Legolas make a slight intake of air and opened my eyes. His were closed and his delicious lips were slightly parted. His breathing sped up ever so lightly. I was sure he could see my thoughts.
"Legolas, last night we… we kissed." I admitted. He opened his eyes and gazed at me. I waited for his answer but none came. "Well, what have you got to say? Was it real or was it a dream? Because it sure felt real to me. Something happens when I am close to you, when we touch. I go into some kind of trance. Are you doing this to me? Are you toying with my emotions?"
Still nothing. I felt like I could cry. It all seemed so real and I wanted Legolas to say it was. He only turned his gaze from me and looked away. Finally he spoke. "I would never do anything to harm you."
"What is going on Legolas? If you know something, please tell me." I wanted to hear him say something, anything to help me figure out why these strange blackouts were happening.
He looked at me again and I guess he saw the hurt on my face. "You have a very old soul and I sense it. This is not normal for an Elf to sense the soul of a human. We are very different that way. Perhaps this is what you feel."
"Something is definitely going on." I said. "Things became way too intense between us, well, in my dream anyways. I cannot help but feel that I know you, Legolas, as if we are connected somehow. I don't understand. I am just your normal human woman, shunned by a past love and trying to make her way in this world. How could I have any connection to you at all?"
Legolas took my hands in his and traced my palm with his thumb. "You need not worry yourself anymore. All you need to do is look into your heart. It speaks volumes and will help guide you. Much has happened to you recently. Your mind is troubled but your heart will not lead you astray." Then he released my hands and brushed a stray hair behind my ear. "You look exhausted. Rest now. I will be here when you wake."
"Yeah, I am pretty tired. Maybe that's the reason that I passed out and now my head feels like a Thanksgiving Day balloon?" I jested. Boy, you should have seen the look on the Elf's face at that comment. "Never mind." I answered before he had a chance to ask.
Legolas remained by my side as he began to sing in his native tongue. His words, though I did not understand them, floated on the air and seemed to surround me. I fell deeper into a calming state of relaxation. My eyelids became heavy. If you have ever been put to sleep for surgery, this is what it felt like. His words of advice played over and over in my head. Maybe I did need to follow my heart. I was always thinking and calculating things. I needed to let go for a while. And so, I let Legolas' voice take me away to a world free of worries. One where life was slow and everlasting, a life I think that deep down I had always longed for
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