Only if for a night

I heard your voice as clear as day

And you told me I should concentrate,

It was all so strange

And so surreal.

"So it's your horse?" Ariel gave her a light smile as an answer. She'd never been much of a talker since she'd been quite isolated for a few years. It wasn't really that she didn't want to but it didn't come quite as naturally as before. So a soft silence fell over the acquaintances. It was surprisingly comfortable no one really bothering to stress about unavoidable awkwardness that would most often follow. They just stood there patting the graceful horse that was most thankful for the company. Time seemed to just disappear and soon sunbeams were trickling through the air hitting the morning dew in the most magical way.

Footsteps came from behind them as they were turned towards Sirdal. A sweet smell of apples and cyclamen approached, Ariel could recognize that smell from anywhere. The two women spun elegantly around to face the newcomer. "Lady Arwen, how can we assist you?" Éowyn spoke gently towards the woman Ariel hadn't seen in years. She'd missed her old friend dearly the years she'd been gone. Ariel smiled widely towards her but with a strangely grieving look in her eyes. "I'd like to speak with Lady Ariel," Éowyn's eyes drifted between the old friends confused by the situation but nodded and left. Her eyes were kept straight forward fighting to not look back behind her.

"Ariel, you've been gone for quite some time." Ariel stepped back a few steps, her eyes tearing up as she looked at Arwen's pained expression. Her back hit the wooden wall behind her with a soft 'thump' and sank down towards sandy floor of the stable. "I came back to Lothlórien only to hear that you were dead. You have to tell me what happened." Arwen slipped down next to her and embraced her hugging away the tears forming in her eyes. "I'm so sorry but I can't tell you." Ariel glanced up expecting to see a disappointed face on her friend but was met with concerned eyes. "It's the prophecy isn't it?" Ariel slid out of the hug and stood up on her feet. "Don't tell him, please." Arwen nodded and saw the woman grab the soft fabric of her foot length, dark blue dress and walk with a firm pace out of the stable.

Legolas slung the bow over his shoulder and was about to step out the door only to be met with the sight of Ariel dressed in a gown that was fitted to her waist and up. The dress flowed gracefully down to the floor. Golden flowers were sown from the bottom and spread up but becoming sparser until they disappeared by her stomach. Her hand was held up as if she was about to knock but it soon fell back to her side. "I apologize for bothering you but it's quite important my lord." She said glancing up towards the stunning man in front of her. Legolas noticed that her eyes were a bit watery as if she'd been at verge of letting tears slip from her aquamarine blue eyes. He opened the door widely and gestured for her to come in. "What is bothering you?" He smiled gently at her. "Celeborn asked me to give you a message, 'the heir will die before nature fades away'." Legolas suddenly tensed up walking across the room back to the door. "I am truly sorry but I think it would be best for you to go back to your room now, milady." He said as Ariel was astonished by the formal tone he was now using, it was like they were strangers. But not giving away anything by revealing an emotion on her face she gave him a light nod and practically flowed out of the door.

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