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Eruaistaniel swung the sword.

"Like this?" The elf behind her placed his hand over her own.

"No, more power." Eruaistaniel felt her face burn slightly at the contact. Her stomach started doing flips from being in sure close proximity to Elladan.

This had started a few weeks ago. Now is was worse. It was like a illness, it got worse over time, but it was a good feeling.

Oblivious(as usual) Elladan continued to instruct her.

"Eruaistaniel? Are you listening to me?" Eruaistaniel blinked.

"Oh, yes."

"Sure you are." Eruaistaniel felt a twinge of guilt. She was heading in a bad direction. She was losing focus.

-An hour later-

Elladan sat on a bench, just thinking. Well, having an internal argument.

Do you tell her? Or let it lie? Do you care for her enough?

His thoughts broke when familiar footsteps entered the small courtyard.

He heart beat faster.  Eruaistaniel. The cause of all his worry. Elladan smiled.

"Hi."

"Hi." A small silence. Eruaistaniel broke it.

"You know what's going to happen."

"So you plan to help the Ringbearer?"

"If there is a journey to be made."

"My father has seen it."

"Then I will go."

"And if you don't come back?"

"Then life goes on."

"Don't say that!" Elladan wanted to rewind. Erase his outburst. Be rushed to explain.

"Did you even think how about they-I mean, I would feel if you died?" She looked over, gaze sharp.

"And how would you feel?" Elladan walked over and took her hand.

"You already know."

"Do I?" Elladan hoped he wouldn't regret it. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her's.

Her eyes widened, and then fluttered shut. When he pulled away, he whispered,

"Does that prove anything?"

"Many things, 'Dan."

"Promise you'll come back, Stani."

"I will come back. If not a person, then a spirit. A ghost."