Middle-Earth: Legolas's lover

I look around at the tall trees that now surround me. That thing whatever it was must have threw me some where that I don't know of, because this isn't New York. "Come on Lana, this is just a dream that thing didn't throw me in a portal. I'm still in New York" I say aloud as I put my hands on my head. "Those things were most likely orcs and they were hunting you no doubt. Now tell me what is your name? Don't bother moving." I slowly open my eyes to a man about my age with long pale or white hair. His skin is very pale like mine and he has startling blue eyes. He has pointed ears and is probably the most beautiful man I've ever seen. Except for the fact that he has a bow notched with an arrow pointed at my head. "Well?" He says and I realize I was staring and instantly blush. "Lana." I say strongly since I notice he carries his confidence. "Yours?" He lowers his bow and pulls me up so I'm standing close to him. My head would fit perfectly in his neck. "Legolas."