Legolas felt a little dizzy this day, though he hasn't drank much at the invitation party, or did he? Well, most probably just a little, so to to ward off strange thoughts entering his head from until he saw beautiful marchwarden. The very moment he looked into his eyes he knew he fall in love with him. How could it be? He hasn't known...really.

Suddenly he heard soft footsteps. It seemed someone followed him here.

Are you admiring Lothlorien first snow? Beautiful, isn't it? Haldir smiled gently to him. ...I also like this place. He said.

"It's the most beautiful place I've ever seen." Whispered Legolas.

"Obviously." Chuckled Haldir.

Falling snowflakes reflected in his eyes as he watched it fall round them. It's best preserved sanctuary of Elven glory ever.

"Anyway, shall we not return to talan, we'll get completely wet."

It was Legolas to chuckle now. "Oh, certainly. You see, I haven't noticed as time passed by."

"There's no time here. At last not like in other places of Arda,"

"So it's true?"

"Yes, the power of Lord and Lady keeps here time at bay forevermore...until we sail."

"Until we sail...but it's not the time." Smiled Legolas throwing rich snowball into him. "Let's return home, as you said." Exclaimed, laughing.

And Haldir laughed back.