He could only nod in reply as he watched her practice. Legolas, for once, didn’t wish to practice. He also remembered that his father wanted him to do court politics. Tauriel reminded him by asking and he sighed. I should go and do the court politics. You reminded me and I didn’t answer your question because I was hoping to avoid doing such.
A small pout was on his face as he continued to watch Tauriel. He placed back on a princely facade and straightened his posture. I must go. I am sure father is wondering where I am at.. Perhaps I can see you later to help with your hair?.. since you asked and all.
I should go and do the court politics. You reminded me and I didn’t answer your question because I was hoping to avoid doing such. I must go. I am sure father is wondering where I am at.. Perhaps I can see you later to help with your hair?.. since you asked and all.
In his voice, the tension, the sorrow. Tauriel could hear Legolas struggle with who he wanted to be and who he was. In the end, duty won and he was going to his father's side. Just as she was finding her rhythm. "You may always see me Legolas, I would never deny you" Tauriel called over her shoulder. There was a softness to the way the words were said. As if they were laced with double meaning. She would never deny him.