“You could deny me just like anyone else,” replied Tauriel in a slightly teasing tone, glancing at Legolas from the corner of her eye. It was amazing to know that he found her important enough to consider it difficult to say no, even though in this situation it would seem to be something as easy as breathing. “I truly feel flattered, my prince, that you find me so i r r e s i s t i b l e,” she added, chuckling.
⊰ It was truth; her will and whim he often found himself a slave to-- the smile that graced her pleased features, and the knowledge that her desires were fulfilled. She was his dearest friend, and the happiest memories of his childhood were those retained of her by his side. Her arrow did not fall short of its mark-- but she need not know how true her aim had been.
“A bold assumption you dare to make, my lady.” ⊱










