The Wedding of Legolas and E'vesash

[Legolas]

Legolas laughed, whispering to Evy, "I do think that had I picked such horendous colors, you would have been so furious, I might have been sent to my funeral by my fiance..." Legolas smiled, kissing Evy quickly on the cheek, as if attempting to pay back what might have occured.

[E'vesash]

E'vesash put a small pout upon her features at Legolas' words...but could not keep it for long as a smile spread across her lips. "Nay, I could never be furious with you, love. Especially about such a simple matter as flowers," she whispered in reply. She tightened her grip upon his hand 'neath the table and glanced over as other guests began to be seated.

[Legolas]

Legolas laughed, feeling her tighten her grip on his hand. "For that I am glad... I would have had little faith in you should I know that you would kill me on such a matter. But as for the flowers, not any amount of them, gathered from the wooods of Lorien to the roots of the Misty mountains would be enough to compare with your beauty and aroma that pours forth in whenever I stand in your presence..."

[E'vesash]

E'vesash laughed and glanced toward him. "Such flatery." She said simply. She watched as the food began to get passed about the table, waiting for it to come to them as she took special note of the flowers that were set about.

[Legolas]

Legolas watched as the venison was cut and served, still producing the steam after being removed only at that moment from the fire. "Well my dear, what now? I had no need to plan too far beyond now...what do we do after this is over?"

[E'vesash]

E'vesash glaced over at him and laughed softly. "And you think I planned farther than you?" She too watched as her food was set upon her plate and a glass of wine placed beside it. Evy refolded her napkin and glanced toward him. "I suppose we will stay and talk for a while with the guests and then we will leave." She paused and looked around. "Unless someone here has other plans." She added softly and with a laugh.

[Legolas]

Legolas tapped on the table-top nervously. He tried to relax, but something wasn't right... Then a horrific thought occured... He'd forgotten to make arrangements for remaining in the City until they had decided where they would go from here.

Legolas learned back slowly, until he was out of eyesight from E'vesash and then motioned an attendant who came quickly. Leaning back even further, Legolas whispered the instructions to the young boy who yelped in amusement at the mistake.

Legolas wasn't anywhere near ready for any such excitement and felt his chair wobble and the boy shove him backwards as he sped off. There was a loud splash as Legolas plunged into the foutain behind head table. He rose quickly from the icy water, watching the boy race off across the area on his way to the specified location. The boy offered one parting glance at the elf, laughing in mockery as Legolas stepped out of the fountain, dripping wet.

He once again took his seat next to Evy, shaking his head. "No...I have thought of nothing else..."

[E'vesash]

E'vesash nearly lept from her own chair at the sudden splash from behind her. She swivelled about as Legolas disappeared from her side and clamped a hand over her mouth to smother a gasp that threatened to arise. "Are you alright?" She asked as he sat back down, dripping water all about him. "You should probably go change, my love, or you will certainly freeze." Evy pushed aside her plate to keep the food from getting wet as she watched Legolas with a look of half-surprise and half-laughter upon her face...though she would not dare let it show overmuch.

[Legolas]

"Change? Whatever for?" Legolas saw a hint of laughter on her face, and he laughed quietly. "Very well. I'll return shortly my love..."

Legolas left abruptly, coming back several minutes later. He was clad all in green, and sat down once more next to Evy. "Now...about our honeymoon..."

[E'vesash]

E'vesash finally did allow a small laugh to slip through her somber facade, and she fiddled with her silverware while she awaited his return. When he finally did come back a few minutes later, she waited until he said down before she prepared to speak. But he did instead, and she pondered his words. "Yes...about that..."

[Legolas]

"Well...only one thing prevents me from reaching a conclusion on the matter, and that is, I don't know where you want to go..."

In truth, Legolas had only began seriously thinking about that matter within the hour. He hadn't even considered it realistic until now, but perhaps it wouldn't come over that way...

[E'vesash]

E'vesash glanced down at her plate, thinking for a moment about the places they could go...and the places they could not. Truly she could come up with no realy conclusion, not that it mattered much to her as long as they were together. "I suppose," she said, "it is a decision that does not matter much to me. As long as we are together I do not care where we go." She smiled and briefly reached out to touch his hand before lifting her glass and taking a brief sip from it.

[Legolas]

Legolas shakes his head for emphasis, taking a sip of wine as he stares down Evy, in a correcting, but sarchastic tone.

"Out of the question my love...simply out of the question... I decided when we'd be married, where it'd be, what it would be, who would come, and I am not letting you back me into a corner again! This time...you must choose..."

Legolas' face grew stern, and he sat in silence for some time, before leaning over quickly, and kissing Evy. A smile appeared on his lips and a hint of laughter could be heard...

[E'vesash]

E'vesash broke away from his kiss and looked up at him with an expression of surprise upon her face at the sudden gesture. She then became serious and looked down at the table as she listened to his slight laughter and thought. "I don't care," she said hastily. "Rivendell." Evy shrugged and sipped from her glass. "Or Mirkwood...that is your homeland."

[Legolas]

Legolas shook his head as he took another sip from the dark wine. "No Evy...you must choose. No suggestions, no questions, only your choice. Wherever you want to go, there we shall venture."