Legolas is singing again and this annoys me greatly.

Do not get me wrong, I am as much of an appreciator of song as any of my fellow elves. Especially when it is Legolas who is singing. Legolas’ light tenor sooths my senses and elevates my soul. I could spend all day and all night listening to him sing.

That is, I could if he is singing for me. But right now he is singing for the river, the trees, the stars. Hence, my displeasure.

He knows that I am standing here beside him; yet, he is completely ignoring me. I do not take being ignored very well. Particularly when it is being done by the one elf that means more to me than even my own life does. Unfortunately, I have yet to gather the courage necessary to make him aware of this fact.

My beautiful prince is now spreading his arms wide (almost smacking me in the face), tilting his head back and throwing his voice up to the night sky. He closes his eyes and my annoyance reaches the point where being ignored is no longer acceptable and must be rectified.

“Legolas,” I whisper softly, hoping to gently draw him out of his song.

Obviously he must deem me unworthy of a response as none is forthcoming even after several moments of impatient waiting. I have been called stubborn by some and I feel that this is one of those times when I must live up to that label.

“Legolas,” I say a bit louder this time as I place a hand on his shoulder.

He shrugs off my hand and walks several steps away from me. Now I am not only annoyed but also seriously angry. Since when are the river, the trees and the stars more interesting than me? I refuse to let them beat me, I *will* win Legolas’ attention.

“Your Highness!” I shout, knowing the formal title will annoy him and compel him to reprimand me.

Instead, His Royal Bratiness starts singing even louder.

Why is it that I love him again? Maybe now would be a good time to tell him. It is not as if he is actually paying any attention to me.

“You know, Legolas, I’ve been wanting to say this to you for a long time now and seeing as how you are completely ignoring me, it would be easy to say it now. Actually, I am not even sure if it is possible for me to convey to you through words how much I admire you, respect you for truly being yourself despite pressure to be otherwise. And how much I love your intense passion for everything that interests you, your free spirit that brings joy and laughter to all those around you and your beauty that, while dazzling, is but a small, dim reflection of the beauty of your soul. I cannot possibly express how much I want you, how much I desperately need you by my side in order to banish the ache of loneliness that has resided in my heart for countless centuries,” I stop, out of breath and utterly amazed that I had said such things.

Yet, Legolas just keeps on singing.

Damn it all! Here I am pouring my heart out to him, wooing him as any other elf in love would do. And yet, he still refuses to give me his attention.

This calls for drastic measures.

“I LOVE YOU!”

Legolas turns around and smiles.

“I know, Haldir. I love you too.”

Immensely relieved, I walk towards Legolas, in desperate need of a hug and a kiss.

Yet, just as I am about to wrap my arms around my beloved prince he walks away, spreads his arms wide (almost smacking me in the face), tilts his head back and starts singing to the damn river, trees and stars again.

Notes: In case anyone is interesting, HxL is my favorite LotRs pairing and one of my favorite pairings in general. I just wish there was more fanfiction out there for them! *pout*