𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖓

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔖𝔦𝔵

"You did it. I knew you would." He moves his arm up my leg.

I pull my hair back as I splash myself with water more. He moves his hand up my back. The night I managed to slip away. It surprised me that we won but thank the light of Earendiel we managed to fight them off. However, I fear there will be more trouble afoot. 

He turns my head to him. His lips were like the blossoms of early morning flowers. Who is he? No mortal looks as beautiful as he does. Is he really a minor god? He presses his lips against mine. His claws do not feel sharp but smooth. His demonic looking form is strangely beautiful. 

"What troubles you?" He cocks his head.

"It's nothing." I say.

He pushes me into a rock. I look up at him. He moves one hand up my chest. His claws were smooth to the touch. He presses his face into mine. His hands wrap around me but also hit the rocks. I raise my hand but he draws back suddenly.

"What is it?" I ask. 

"They're coming." He turns.

"OI! There you are laddie!" Gimli yells.

I turn in a startle.

"Why are you bathing at night? The water must be freezing!" Gimli yells pulling of his broach. 

I turn. He's gone. 

"It isn't if you try it." I say.

"Alright, alright." Gimli walks into the water.

He squeals nervously. I let out a breath. 

"We we're lucky today." Gimli swims over.

"Careful. The water is deep here." I say. 

"I am a dwarf! We're natural swimmers." He says.

He starts going under. I let out a breath. I walk over and I reach my hand in. I pull him up.

"Blagh! I can do this Legolas!" He huffs.

I drag him into the shallow water.

"You okay Laddie? You have that dazed look again." Gimli says. 

"I'm fine Gimli." I say.