The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 3

Yavanna's POV

I could see the hope and desperation in his eyes, those ocean eyes that made me cry all those weeks ago, the eyes that are now crying over me. The irony is painful, but my Ada (father) always taught me to forgive and heal, and we both need some serious healing right now. I slowly stood up, his glazed eyes following my every move. "Legolas right now we both need time for our thoughts, my ada always taught me to be forgiving and even though you do not deserve to be forgiven, it wasn't the way I was raised." He looked at me with those eyes again and he gently grabbed my hand with his left hand, "Yavanna I don't deserve your forgiveness or to be seen by you, but please I just want you to understand that it was never my intention to hurt you, I just thought that if i made you hate me you would oppose to the idea of marrying me, I never took your feelings into account and I hurt you because of it, I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry..." His voice started to waver and my heart clenched at the sight of this broken elf in front of me. It's strange how an elf who never showed any emotion other than hatred is now in front of me, crying like a child who lost his Naneth (mother). I slowly brought him to a hug and he tensed at my touch, I slowly ran my fingers through his golden locks as his body shook as he slowly wrapped his arms around my waist. We stayed that way for a while, his sobs slowly turned into whimpers, I went to pull away but his grip tightened as I heard his plea, "Don't go...please don't leave..." I sighed and hugged him a little closer, "I won't leave...".

Thranduil's POV

In all the years in my life, I have never seen a moment like this. My son, the prince of this kingdom, was brought down by a woman. After my wife passed I haven't seen my son shed a tear after that, maybe my darling Yavanna might be able to bring the light back to him. And maybe, to me as well.