A Dance With Thee

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Pairing: Legolas x daughter of Galadriel

Words: 732

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       Lothlorien was well known throughout Middle-Earth for its charm and raw beauty, but there is something that only elves know of: dances.


The elven dance held in Lothlorien attracts all of elvish kind. Here, at this ball, you, the daughter of Galadriel, will have to be on the look out for which elf you will marry. Tonight was an exciting night, and you couldn't wait to put on the flow you dress and find the one you will spend a forever with.


The dancing room was held a top the highest tree in Lorien. Lanterns of pie white light lined the permitted, while the night sky above provided company and more light. It is told that the stars carry the souls of fallen elves, they would watch over us tonight and dance in the sky.


The party had begun and you waited anxiously beside your mother, Galadriel. You an your moth were surrounded in a white light and both or your presences emitted a calming vibe," be still my child, he will come," my mother said beside me.


"What if he doesn't like me?" I wrung my hands nervously.


"Y/n, the day an elfling resists you, is the day we will begin to worry," she gave me a sly smirk after that. I lightly laughed her off. She was right: all of the male elves threw themselves at me, but I always denied them and saved myself for my one love.


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I had been admiring the land below us when I heard a voice ring through my head," beautiful isn't it?" It was a male's voice and it sounded so smooth and soft. I turned to see who the voice belonged to. In my vision stood a handsome blonde elf with light blue dress robes.


" it is," I said softly. I held my hand out to him," I am y/n, daughter of Galadriel". The young elf surprised me when he brought me hand to his lips and kissed it gingerly.


"Legolas-- of the Woodland Realm, son of Thranduil," he gave me a warm smile. All I could do for a moment was get lost in his piercing blue eyes. He seemed to take me in the same way.


In the background I could hear the music change, it was my favorite song! This song had more violin and less drum," would you like to dance?"


"Shouldn't I be asking you that, my lady?" Legolas asked with a funny smile.


I laughed," it's all the same, but would you like to?"


"Of course!" He said happily as he grabbed my hand and lead me to the center floor. Elvish dance was much more different than human dances. In elvish dancing: the elves communicated threw the moves.


I twirled in front of him, showing off the beauty of the dress and prepared for the dance. Legolas looked at me in awe. By now the floor had cleared for the Princess and the Prince. The dance continued and I could tell from his movements that he was passionate and gentle. With every move I found myself being more and more captivated by him. He seems to take the same likening to me.


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When the party was over we fled together to more private areas, though neither of us intended to do the dirty. We laughed as we went through the the trees and to a clearing. Together, we plopped down and laid on our backs.


"I had a wonderful night with you y/n," Legolas said and he wrapped a hand over your midsection and placed his head on your chest. You laughed, causing his head to bob a little.


"As did I, Legolas. I like feeling like this, I feel more free around you, it's less gripping than being the daughter of Galadrial. I can be myself and not an asset to my mother's throne," you spoke honestly. You felt Legolas' grip slightly tighten around you.


"I understand and feel exactly as you do," Legolas said before he leaned up and pressed a kiss to your cheek. Your were blushing beet red bow.


"I would love to spend more time with you Legolas," I ran a hand through his straight blonde hair.


"Your wish is my command, my lady y/n," he chuckled as did you. Both of you looked to the sky now and watched as the twinkling stars stared back

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