Prologue 1 The Death of the Elvenking
Filegedhiel Thranduilliel's heart felt as hallow and empty as the beautiful body of her father, as it was laid into the ground. Her tense body jolted as a hand was placed over hers by her older brother, Legolas Thranduilion.
"He's gone." His soft voice echoed in her ears. She squeezed the hand that held hers
"You are not alone, Las." She finally looked at him. His pale blue eyes were sad and empty, as strangely emotionless as Filegedhiel was feeling.
"I know, Fileg. You would never leave me." Filegedhiel pressed closer to his side, laying her head on his shoulder. Her brother was not ready to be king, but she would be there for him, every step of the way. They had each other and always would.
When the Elvenking's body was found, laying protectively over the body of Tauriel, the first guard, all hope had seemed lost.
Legolas had hardly known how to react, but react they had to. Legolas had rallied together the troops and after clearing Dale and promising to send an emissary, returned home to his sister.
The news was hard for the young princess, but as her brother, she stood tall and healed the soldiers and organized more supplies for the poor people of Dale and Lake-Town.
Now they stood, side by side, burning the last pillar of strength they knew. Left to rely only on each other
The funeral of the great Elvenking ended. With nary a word from his mouth, the crown-prince, soon-to-be-king, turned from the new grave and departed to his quarters. His sister by his side as she would be for the next many years. Neither to ever be parted from the other, lest both should fade.
They were each other's pillar and strength.
AN: Let me know what you think, and if you really want more on KT's death. Also, in the summary, MDE is Modern-Day Earther.