Prologue
It was silent. Deeply silent.
Legolas was not used to silence. He opened his eyes and rubbed absently at them. He had not slept that well for years. The sun was pouring in lighting up the room in a golden glow. Life was good. He had waited a long time for this. He rolled over expecting to see his wife. The bed was empty next to him.
He rose and moved silently across the room to their bathing chamber. No not there. Puzzled he resisted the urge to call out. After all, the silence was heavenly. He moved towards the window. The sea stretched as far as he could see.
"Thank the Valar I came to Valinor," he sighed. Breathing deeply he looked down at the beach. Squinting against the sun he spotted his wife.
She was jumping up and down waving frantically out to sea. He moved his gaze to the small orange object bobbing up and down on the water.
In a second Legolas' idyllic future shattered along with the silence.
"George you fucker!!!! What have you done with my children?!"
"You alright Emily?! What you doing alive?!!!!!" George paddled frantically to shore.
Legolas prayed he was dreaming.