A few hours later the hobbits dragged Legolas into the garden. “He’s tough.” Laughed Frodo. They threw Legolas to the ground in front of Davia. The prince looked up at Davia in horror. “I hate you!” he screamed. “Legolas please! Don’t you remember us? You said you loved me!” Davia knelt in front of him. Legolas’s eyes rolled back into his head. “Legolas?” the princess cried and caught him when he collapsed. “I’ll carry him back to his room, if you want?” Frodo volunteered. “Thanks.” Davia smiled. Frodo nodded and swung the Elf over his shoulder.
Legolas awoke in his own bed. He looked around the room carefully. The curtains were drawn, allowing very little light to shine in. Rain pattered gently on the roof. Legolas pulled the covers up around himself more. “Darn, it’s cold.” He muttered. Out of the corner a figure appeared and walked toward the bed. “Legolas, it is about time you awoke.” “Davia!” he cried and held his hand out to her. The princess sat down on the bed beside him. “I am sorry! I do not know what she did to me.” He whimpered softly. Davia leaned toward him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. “Please do not worry about it. Everything is fine.” “You tell me not to worry yet I know I broke your heart.” Legolas ran his hand down her cheek. Davia sighed and lay down beside him. Legolas wrapped his arms around her and gently kissed her lips. “Will our lives ever be normal?” she looked into his eyes mournfully. “Maybe someday.” Legolas sighed. “We should be leaving soon.” “Tomorrow.” Davia replied and sat up. “Well then lets go!” he laughed and jumped out of bed. “Did you take my shirt again?” smiled Legolas as he looked down at his bare chest. ( AN- Wouldn’t you just love to see that!!!!!) “Here!” Davia threw the shirt into his face. “Thank you.” He pulled the shirt over his head. They walked out the door to join the others when Pippin ran up and grabbed his hand. “Are you back to normal?” he questioned. “Definitely.” Legolas swatted Pippin on the back. “Do I smell food?” he noticed the hungry feeling in his stomach. “Yes, come you have not eaten in days.” Davia led him to the kitchen.
When Legolas had eaten he and Davia went for one last walk through Lorien. “Do you think we will ever see this place again?” She stopped and looked out across one of the many lakes. Though it had stopped raining mist still fell from the sky. “Maybe.” He sighed and took her in his arms. “I will never return to this spot unless it be with you.” “I will always be with you.” “I hope you are right. I don’t want to lose you, my princess.” Legolas took her hands in his and stepped back. “If we both get through this will you consider being my wife?”