Aeweth was surprised when Haldir did not listen to her. However, she did not allow this to show. He'd never acted in such a way with her before. "I will not. You have formed a conclusion in your head, that could not be farther from the truth my lady. If you think of me that low as to become entangled with some who still very clearly holds your brothers heart, you know nothing of me." She allowed him to hold her gaze, refusing to look away as he continued to speak. "My loyalty lies with you, the future Queen. Remember that, because whether you want to believe it or not, your heart is being blinded "
The words he spoke then, confused her. She would never be a Queen. Not unless something happened to Legolas, which she would not allow. However, she was distracted as she realized that Haldir was also referring to Calemiron. She did not understand why he would say such a thing. As far as she was concerned, Aeweth did not believe that her heart was being blinded (as the male had said).
The Princess allowed her expression to remain blank, simply allowing the older Elf to continue without interruption. "She saved my life. If it wasn't for her, I would not be here. My apologize for showing my gratitude to her." It was then that Haldir released her and Aeweth took a step back from him. It was not that she thought that he would harm her..she'd just simply felt the need to put space between them. "You should get back to the camp before Legolas has my head."
It was easy to see that Haldir was agitated, he didn't even wait for her, simply turning and heading back towards the camp. Aeweth watched him for a long time, allowing him to disappear from her sight. Only then did she move from her spot. She walked slowly, not wanting to have to see Haldir again. She kept her senses alert though she doubted that she would come across anything.
Within a few short minutes she arrived back at camp. The Princess kept her normal appearance though said nothing to anyone that was still gathered, chatting together. Instead, she immediately went to her tent and pulled the flap closed behind her. Only once she was alone did Aeweth change into something to sleep in and then she undid her hair. Then, she went ahead and got into her bedroll, pulling her blankets up and around her.
She was suddenly fighting tears and forcing herself to be silent. She did not like Haldir being upset with her. She wasn't even sure why she'd thought that he and Sérëdhiel were acting so, now thinking on it. She'd been foolish and now she'd caused a rift between her and Haldir. Aeweth was far too proud to go to him..to apologize. He likely wouldn't even listen. It was likely to be a long next day. After having spent another couple of minutes trying to get her emotions under control she was finally able to calm down a bit though remained curled up in her blankets.
He watched as Sérëdhiel rose. Legolas continued to feel pain shooting through his body. Angry blue eyes gazed at the dark haired Elf. "I am doing what you have failed to do. I'm doing this for the both of us Legolas. We were never meant to be and that is clear to me now, more then ever." She said and it was clear to Legolas that she was suffering as much as he was. She knew that this sort of magic was hell to break. What had caused her to want to do such a thing?
He suddenly took hold of her arm, bringing her closer to him. Another sharp and stabbing pain suddenly ripped through his heart. "Sérëdhiel..you are being rash and foolish. Are you trying to kill us?" The pain was nearly crippling and the King was struggling to concentrate. He moved from her suddenly, ignoring her. There was only one way that she would have been able to try to destroy the ring. The fire...he'd paid no attention to it when he'd arrived.
The Elf suddenly began kicking dirt into the fire, trying to put it out. It took him a few short moments but as the flames finally went out, the pain let up though only slightly. He knelt down, taking a stick that was sticking out of the fire pit and began moving around dirt, looking for the ring. It took a few moments before he found it, picking it it up with the stick. The King looked at it, glad to see that it was still in perfect shape. He rose slowly, turning his gaze back to Sérëdhiel.
"Clearly, you cannot be trusted. I will keep the ring until this quest is done. Only then will I end the binding. My reasons are my own though I know you would never understand." He said, his voice stern. He pulled the ring from the wood, it was now cool to the touch. He then removed his necklace and placed the ring upon it. She would have to get quite close to him in order to get it back unless he willed it. He then placed it back around his neck and back under his shirt.
He was angry with her and that was clear. "There is another way to end the binding...one that is much less painful. However, now that you've already tried to rip our hearts apart, it will take me longer to get the required items and it will take a more powerful spell." His voice had suddenly lost the anger, changing to the kind voice he'd spoken to her with so long ago. "Are you alright?" He asked her with sudden concern. He knew that she was feeling the same pain that he was at the moment and though it was easing off it was still quite painful. He wanted things to go back to the way they had been so long ago..but with Valaina...it was impossible.