AUTHOR'S NOTE: You may readthe name Estel we several times. This is Aragorn's name. Aragorn is Estel so don't get confused. ON WITH THE STORY!
Eressëa POV
It is utter chaos. Orcs are running everywhere screaming about Elves. I have a fluttering thought of hope; are they here for me? Willthey rescue me?
The orc with the knife is not fazed, he starts to come towards me. I scream.
"Eressëa! Wake up!" I hear Estel call. I wake up with a start.
Estel POV
Eressëa screamed in her sleep. I knew what was happening- the dream again.
"Eressëa! Wake up!" I call to her. She wakes up with a start. "You had the dream again, didn't you?" She looks at me, catching her breath for a moment before answering.
"Yes."
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Yes, I'll be fine." She says rather breathlessly. It was the same dream she has every night. She's shaking. "It. . ." she stops.
"It what?" I urge her on.
"It was so terrible. And the dreams just bring it all back." She traces the scar going across her face with her finger.
"You should rest, it's only been nine days, mellon." she lays back on the bed.
"I don't want to sleep. If I sleep, I'll have the dream again. I don't want to remember again." she says
I feel so sorry for her. She is so afraid.
Eressëa POV
"You should rest, it's only been nine days, mellon." He says. I lie back on the bed, too exhausted to stay sitting. But I don't want to sleep, if I sleep I'll have the dream again. I tell him so.
"I don't want to sleep. If I sleep I'll have the dream again. I don't want to remember again." He givesme a gentle look, I wonderwhy he's always so good to me, he has no reason to that I know of. I close my eyes, I am so tired and I hurt all over. I feel myself drifting off to sleep.
Estel POV
She finally fell asleep. I hope she has a few hours of peace. I get up and walk out the emerald green door -her favorite color. It's not night now, but still she sleeps. She's still so weak. I wonder if she'll ever be strong enough to even stand. . . I wish I could tell her-
"Estel!" My mother calls. "Estel! There you are. Where have you been?"
"With Eressëa, she had the dream again." I reply. A shadow crosses my mother's face.
"oh the poor girl." She says. I know she wishes also, I don't know why she doesn't just tell her.
"Is there something you needed?" Surely she hadn't been looking for me just to see what I had been doing. She's not that protective.
"Oh, yes. I'd forgotten. I need you to take these to the Lord Elrond." She says as she hands me some lumpy packages wrapped in brown paper.
"Alright, I'll go immediately."
"Thank you, I love you." She says. In public. In front of other people. Then she huggs me. In public. In front of other people.
"I love you too." I awkwardly tell her. In public. In front of other people. I do love her but in public? In front of other people? I'm twenty, a grown man. And she told me she loves me. In public. In front of other people. I hear some giggles from a couple of Elf-maidens to the left. I'm glad not many people are around. I feel my cheeks grow warm.
"I better get these to Lord Elrond. . . " I say, then turn and leave.