Her smile grew even broader yet. Though he was older than her, and the son of the King, he had never failed to lift her heart and spirits. Though nothing like romantic love ever touched her, her fondness for Legolas was still vibrant and strong. And though she was happy she knew she must clear the air.

"I have failed you during these dark times," she said, her smile flickering, slightly. "I am sorry for it. I brought you out into the world and incurred your father's wrath because of it. But know that I am forever grateful for your help." And for his understanding, of course. He had seemed to know what was going through her mind long before she even realized it.