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Nin-dethro hîn, Mellon-nin.
Chapter 10 - Then it is a good dream
"Let me go!"
"Calm down Laddie, he's gone."
"No! I will not believe it. Aragorn!"
"Legolas, stop it!" Gimli grabbed the Elven Prince's arm and held the Elf back as he ran towards the wooden door.
Théoden King and his men, along with Gimli and unconscious Legolas had arrived in the great fortress of Helms deep only a few minutes ago. Gimli helped Legolas from the King's lieutenant's horse and with help from another guard, took the Elf towards one of the rooms inside the stone fortress. Only a few seconds ago did the Elf wake and screamed for his fallen friend.
"I will not!" Legolas growled, pulling his arm out of Gimli's grasp.
"Just face it Legolas." Gimli whispered, tears within his hazel eyes. "There is nothing we can do."
Legolas narrowed his eyes at the small Dwarf, unaware of the Rohan maiden who stood by the stone slit in the wall, that made a thin window, on the other side of the room "You would give up hope?"
Gimli's eyes widened "No, I would never…"
"Then why are you doing nothing!" Legolas shouted, his own tears slowly showing through his deep blue eyes. "We must go back and find him, he might be dead!"
Éowyn winced at the Elf's anger "Legolas." She whispered and saw the Prince's head turned and face hers "Please, you are distressed. You need to calm down." She said softly and watched as Legolas face relaxed the tiniest bit before nodding and walking over to the bed that was in the far corner of the room and sat on it. His fair head resting in his hands.
Gimli nodded his thanks at the blonde maiden and left the room, wanting to be alone. He had seen his dear friend fall and he felt it was his fault. The Dwarf stood and watched it happened. All he could do was shout.
When Gimli left, Éowyn made her way towards the grief stricken Prince and sat next to him.
"I will not believe it." Éowyn heard a small voice from the being next to her and smiled sadly.
"You do not have to." The lady of Rohan glanced towards the stone slit that made the window and saw small shapes circling the sky. White doves could be seen and her smiled was no longer one of sadness but one of hope. "Look Legolas." She nudged the Prince lightly and pointed towards the window.
Legolas looked up from his hands and look at the window and beyond. He frowned in confusion as he saw the white doves and turned to face her. "I do not understand, my Lady." He said.
Éowyn giggled "Doves are a sign of hope to our race." She explained "They fly high above those who have lost something dear to them and give that person hope. All is not gone, my friend. We both believe that Aragorn is still alive even Gimli believes it too. He is just struggling to deal with it."
"You have wise words, my Lady." Legolas smiled slightly "Let us hope that these doves are for good and not for worse."
"What do you mean?" Éowyn frowned and faced the Prince, seeing his small smile fade completely.
"Doves may be pure to your race but to mine they symbolise death and betrayal." Legolas shook his head and smiled slightly once more when Éowyn's eyes widened "I will believe in the hope these birds carry on this land but my heart will still ever be filled with despair."
Éowyn nodded and both sat in silence for long minutes until a knock at the door sounded and both faced towards it thinking it was the Dwarf that had left a few minutes ago.
"Come in." Éowyn spoke to the closed door and as it opened, both human and Elf gasped as they saw the King's son walking in and smiling. "Théodred!" The blonde maiden screamed with delight and ran towards her cousin. As she got closer, she slowed, fearing that her cousin wasn't ready to be embraced because of his deadly wounds he had received.
"Éowyn, it is good to see my little cousin once more." Théodred smiled widely and grabbed the maiden's hands and pulled her into an embrace, squeezing her till she was panting for breath. He released his blonde cousin, a slight giggle left his lips as she glared at him with playfully eyes.
"I could have died then." Éowyn smiled and waved a finger in front of her, at her cousin.
"You can never resist such a hug, dear cousin." Théodred laughed and then it died when he saw the blonde Elf standing at the side of the bed.
Legolas bowed and Elvish greeting when the Prince of Rohan faced him. "It brings my heart joy to see you are well, my Lord."
Théodred narrowed his eyes at the Elf and then leaned in and whispered loudly into Éowyn's ear "Very formal, isn't he?" He chuckled as his cousin rolled her eyes. "It is a great pleasure to meet you, Prince Legolas of the woodland realm." The King's son bowed in respect to the other member of royalty.
"You know?" Éowyn questioned from where she stood now beside her cousin.
"Father told me, when I awoke, that we were in company of a Lord from the blue mountains, an Elf who is Prince of the great forest of Mirkwood and one we tragically lost when we travelled here...The heir of Isildor." Théodred then gave a low bow "I am deeply sorry for what happened." The Prince of Rohan then rose "Let us hope the doves show us there meaning. Come, let us eat, your dear friend, the Dwarf, is already there."
Legolas and Éowyn followed the Prince of Rohan and with one last look out of the small slit of stone, looking at the white doves circling the skies above, Legolas whispered…
"Leóuter ta ui esteuil...Leóuter amin anoné estel" *Let it be true...Let me have hope.*
"Mr. Frodo! It's alright."
Sam grabbed his dear friends hand and held it within his own. The blonde Hobbits face was filled with fear and panic for both his friend and the winged beast that was now flying above them.
The Nazgûl had appeared out of nowhere, so it would seem and with a loud blood curdling scream did it then make its presence know. With one last scream the beast flew away from where the two Hobbits and tortured being were hiding.
Gollum watched as the Nazgûl flew away, tiny screams could now be heard from the beast and the noise the huge black wings made could no longer be heard. The creature panted and faced the two Hobbits beside him "The black gate is very close. We must move. Now." The tortured creature made its way slowly out from the bush they had hidden under and made his first shaky steps away from it, into the open.
Sam helped Frodo out of the bush and to stand. Sam felt Frodo shaking with fear and his bright eyes had dulled from the pain that had assailed him. The blonde Hobbit knew what Nazgûl this was for Frodo would always be in such pain when the beast was near.
The Witch King of Angmar.
"How is your shoulder?" Sam asked, worried for his friend.
Frodo looked up towards Sam, his breathing heavy, a hand gripping his tunic where the Morgul wound lay "It hurts but not as much now." He answered and heard a small sigh of relief from his gardener beside him.
Both began to walk after the creature, eyes glued to the skies, hoping that the leader of the Nazgûl had gone and that no more unexpected danger would be apon them.
"I wonder if the rest of the Fellowship has seen as much of these beasts as we have." Sam chuckled softly which made Frodo smile a little. The blonde haired Hobbit was always good at making a conversation even at worst of times.
"We are closer to the heart of these beasts and I do not believe they have." Frodo said with a small smile still apon his face. He looked towards the ever growing black clouds and the bright lighting that hovered over the blood red sky.
The sight was truly terrifying but the two Hobbits had gotten so used to such a sight that it did not bother them anymore. What did terrify them were the things they imagined they would see within the land where the shadows lie. Thousands apon thousands of blood thirsty Orcs and other foul creatures. Along with harsh screams and tortured ones from those who were unlucky to escape the black beasts' hands.
Frodo shuddered at the thought and adverted his gaze. Who knew what went on inside such a horrible place?
As both Hobbits continued to look at the Sky, Sam looked behind at the pure blue sky they had left behind. He saw it darkening "Night will be apon us soon, Mr. Frodo." The blonde Hobbit looked to his friend and Frodo nodded.
"We will continue for one more hour." Frodo said and this time, Sam nodded "Keep looking behind us Sam. At the Sky. Once it matches those of these clouds, then we shall rest."
"No!" Gollum screamed but then it seemed the poor creature regretted himself for doing such a foolish thing "We mustn't rest. Wraiths, wraiths on wings! Gollum, Gollum." He choked "They will come back. We must leave!" Gollum looked around, panic high within his big eyes and he scurried along the ground towards the Hobbits and he peered deeply into Frodo's eyes. "We will not let them have it." Gollum's voice changed to the harsh, rough one that both Hobbits did not like.
"We cannot travel in the darkness." Sam exclaimed to the creature and Gollum coward, his eyes soft like before. "Mr. Frodo says we carry on for an hour, only then shall we rest."
Frodo smiled at the loyalty his dear friend had. He heard Gollum growl and watched as the creatures turned away from them both and crawled along the dead grasses and muddy ground. "What will I do without you Sam?"
Sam smiled and chuckled lightly "I believe that would be nothing, Mr. Frodo." Sam winked playfully at his dear friend and both continued their journey following the tortured creature as he finally led them out of the marches.
"See? We led you out." Gollum grinned happily and looked up and the small trail that would lead them on top of a massive hill in front of them and closer to the Black gate of Mordor.
Frodo and Sam gaped at the sheer size but sighed with relief. The haunting faces of the dead within the marches had been etched into their small brains of both Hobbits. They were never going to forget those who dwelled there and both sent prayers to the Valar above for the souls of the dead to find some sort of peace as they lay within the dark, murky waters.
Night had approached them then and all three slept at the bottom of the trail that led up the hill. A few more climbs and steps and they were going to be facing the entrance to the Land of fire.
Aragorn slowly opened his eyes and gazed up at the beautiful Elven maiden in front of him. He saw a small smile appear on her rose coloured lips and he smiled also "This is a dream" He whispered.
Arwen smiled widened the slightest and she leaned down "Then it is a good dream" She whispered back before placing her lips apon his. She felt the ranger smooth hand against her cheek, trailing her jawline and she giggled within the kiss. When they broke, faces still close together, Arwen brought up her fair hand and stroked his cheek, the small hairs from the future King's stubble brushing along her hand and fingers.
Aragorn closed his stormy grey eyes as he felt her warm touch. Too long had they been apart and he was missing every touch she made. This wasn't going to last long, he knew it to be a vision or something within his mind had awoken. When he reopened them, he saw his beloved's smile fade and the Elleth sat up, then standing and walking over to a balcony, where she laid her hands, staring at the great landscape ahead. "Min lû pedich nin… i aur hen telitha." *You told me once… this day would come.* The ranger said as he looked at his beloved.
Arwen turned to face her love "Ú i vethed…Nâ i onnad. Boe bedich go Frodo." *This is not the end…It is the beginning. You must go with Frodo* The Evenstar watched as the ranger closed his eyes briefly and shook his head before standing, walking towards her, slipping his hands in between her own. "Han bâd lîn." *This is your path*
"Dolen i vâd o nin." *My path is hidden from me* The ranger whispered as he looked across the great landscape before him. He saw the eyes of Arwen as she stared deeply into the corner of his own. He noticed something about the place where he was. Never before had he seen such a peaceful place. Where was he?
"Si peliannen i vâd na dail lîn. Si boe ú-dhannathach." *It is already laid before your feet. You cannot falter now.* Arwen saw the rangers head turn with a whisper of her own name. She raised her fair hand to his lips and looked deeply into the ranger's eyes, seeing his emotions of fear, love, desire, pain and sadness. "Ae ú-esteliach nad…" *If you trust nothing else…* Her hand dropped gently and then rested apon the trinket the man always carried with him since she had entrusted it to him "Estelio han… estelio ammen." *Trust this… trust us.*
Aragorn grabbed her hand softly and looked deeply back into her dark blue, sparkling eyes. Such wisdom was within the orbs and one could tell at first look that she was indeed one of the stars of Arda.
Aragorn had always wondered why it was the male stars that were always the hardest to know. Sauron shocked many when they found out he was one of the great stars and Legolas was indeed fair but you would not tell at first look. Because of the darkness of Mirkwood and being the son of the Woodland realms King, did many find out that the Prince was the lost star.
"You must go now, my love." Arwen whispered to her beloved. "I fear that if you do not return soon, all hope will be lost."
Aragorn stood, eyes wide as he heard the Elleths words. "What do you mean?" He asked, the fear ever growing in his grey orbs.
"You have fallen. There are some who believe you dead." The Evenstar explained. She raised her hand, keeping the other within her loves and placed it apon his cheek. "Hope is disappearing and I fear one is in great pain because of your departure. He does not wish to believe the signal of the doves. The tales of our people."
"Legolas." Aragorn whispered and he looked at her eyes once more "He is grieving."
Arwen nodded "His heart is crumbling. It will be a matter of time before he starts to break." She kissed him on his cheek, the stubble against her lips. "You must go."
Aragorn kiss her rose coloured lips once more before leaving the unforgettable place, where beauty matched that of his beloved Evenstar. As he left, he smiled and thought "The Evenstar's mind is as beautiful as her." He heard a soft giggle at the back of his mind and soon his world faded to darkness.
"May the grace of the Valar protect you." Aragorn heard the soft gentle whisper in the dark and he slowly opened his grey eyes. Night had fallen apon the land where he now lay and he could feel the soft caresses the water made beneath his legs and feet.
The future King of Gondor moaned when he heard a high pitch whine and felt a nudge from something beside him. The ranger turned his head slightly and smiled in pain when he saw a black stallion lying beside him. "Brego." He whispered and the horse nodded, breathing heavily in happiness for his new rider had finally wakened.
"Let us go, mellon-nin." Brego nodded once more as he agreed with the future King of Gondor. Aragorn grabbed the horse's mane, trying to be as gentle as he could and lifted himself onto the black stallions back, a small wine from the horse made Aragorn pat its neck, telling Brego that he was fine and not to worry.
Soon, both horse and man were on their way to the impenetrable fortress of Helms deep.
The morning light beamed down on the stone fortress of Helms deep. The white doves where flying high still, waiting for their hope to arrive or could it be death that was arriving? The city was bursting with activity. People were trading with others; many were moving valuables and precious crops into the caves below. The guards were standing tall, watching and interacting with those they were sworn to protect, making peaceful conversation and calming those who worried about what was going to happen.
Gimli paced outside the room where Legolas was within. The Elf hadn't shown up for the afternoon meal and evening meal the previous day. He had called the Elf from outside the room and received no answer. It worried the small Dwarf and he went to open the door but he found it shut. Calling frantically to the Prince of Mirkwood but still he received no answer. This is where he ended up pacing, thinking about what to do next. The Dwarf from the Blue Mountains never saw the blonde maiden and her cousin walk towards him.
"Gimli…" The Prince wore a smile apon his face and watched as the Dwarf stopped his pacing to face him "…You are making holes in the ground, dear friend." Théodred laughed but stopped when Éowyn nudged him with her elbow.
"Gimli, what is wrong?" The maiden asked. Seeing the worry in the small being's nearly hidden eyes.
"It's the Elf." Gimli sighed "He hasn't answered me for the past five or maybe even ten minutes. I worry for him." The Dwarf's head hung low, afraid to let his emotions show through his hazel eyes.
"You are right to worry." Théodred said as he brought a hand to his chin, rubbing it as he thought. "He never turned up for his meals the day before today and has not come out of his room since." The Prince of Rohan moved towards the door that kept the wood Elf inside. He pressed his ear up against the door and he tried to keep his eyes from widening as he heard a soft moan come from inside. "Éowyn, dear cousin, could you take Gimli to the halls and get him something for breakfast? I will see if I can get the Elf to come out." He smiled brightly, trying to hide the growing worry inside of him.
The Lady of Rohan nodded "If you do not return within a hours' time, me and Lord Gimli will come and get you." She saw her cousin nod and the maiden faced the Dwarf "Come Gimli, let us feed your stomach." She smiled softy.
Gimli was about to protest but sighed once more. He could not refuse such a gently Lady and he followed after the maiden, only to look back one last time before rounding a corner and through a door to the halls where he was to eat.
Théodred's smile faded as his cousin and Dwarf slipped round the corner and he banged on the Elven Prince's door "He is gone. Open it up right now or I will personally knock it down myself." The Prince of Rohan shouted, worry and anger within his voice. When he only heard a small moan come from behind the door, he rammed himself against the wood. He did this several times before the door finally came loose and it opened, sending him flying into the room where the wood Elf was.
Théodred looked around, pain from his injury apon his face, he breathed slowly as he felt the hot pain shoot through him but as he breathing evened, he glanced around the room, noticing the light of the morning sun had not yet entered the stone room. He gasped when he saw the figure in the corner of the room, trying his best to stand.
A moan escaped Legolas once more and the pain assaulted him. He fell forward as he lost his balance and was caught but two strong arms. He looked up at the person who had helped him through glassy eyes.
Théodred smiled when he saw Legolas look at him. He walked awkwardly over to a chair, seated under the stone slit in the wall and placed the Prince of the great forest to the north on it. The Prince of Rohan panted and watched as the Elf gasped in pain. He knelt in front of the Prince "What makes you suffer?" he said, finally getting his breathing back to normal once more.
Legolas opened his eyes, not knowing they were shut and said with much difficulty "I…Am broken." He whispered, eyes focusing on the floor.
"I have heard tales about the Elves and their grieving." Théodred breathed deeply, studying the Elf's downward face "You are grieving for your lost friend." When a small moan and nod came from the Elf, the Prince gently lifted the other Prince's chin and made Legolas' blue eyes face his grey ones "The doves still fly." He saw the pain flash through the Son of Thranduil's eyes "Hold onto your hope."
"I cannot…It has become…too hard for me." Legolas gasped, turning his eyes away from the grey orbs that reminded him of his dear friend.
"You must fight it." Théodred said harshly and he saw the blonde Elf in front of him wince. He shook the Prince's head gently with his hand while saying "Look at me." When Legolas didn't, the King's son said it once more, this time with a small hint of anger "Loot at me." Legolas obeyed silently and stared into the Prince of Rohan's eyes. "You will not give up hope. It does not matter if your friend is dead or not." Legolas' blue eyes widened, a wave of pain crashed into him "Aragorn will always be alive. In here." Théodred placed his other hand on the Elf's chest, just above his heart.
Legolas looked down at the hand on his chest, the wave had calmed and the moans and gasps had disappeared. The pain slowly faded but still lingered in a small corner of his heart.
"Better now?" Théodred smiled at the Elf and saw a small smile creep apon his fair face.
Legolas nodded and his smile soon disappeared "I cannot, will not, believe my friend is dead." He saw the Prince get up from where he was and stood in front of him, the smile apon Éowyn's cousins face growing. "Forgive me for looking weak. It seems my mind would not listen to my heart and easily won the battle." Legolas stood and bowed at the Prince "I thank you for saving me."
Théodred blushed slightly and fidgeted "Urm…Well…Think of this as me paying you back." He spoke, stuttering his words as he became embarrassed. The Elf's sweet words still within his head.
"For what, my Lord?" Legolas furrowed his brows, wondering what the human Prince was talking about.
"I heard you helped saved my life. I am forever thankful." This time Théodred bowed and once his straightened himself up, he then laughed "Do not call me 'my Lord'. We are both Prince's so it is only fair we do not call each other so."
Legolas nodded and the glow that was always with him returned. Because of the grief it had faded almost completely but now he was slightly healed by the wise words of the edan *human* before him, it was back, though slightly dull and not as bright.
Théodred's eyes widened at the glow and looked at his own hands seeing them glow along with the Elf's. "By the gods above, it's true!" He exclaimed in his thoughts. He heard a soft chuckle from the Elven Prince and turned his eyes to face those that were already apon his. "You are a star of Middle-earth?"
"I am. Your expression is the first of many, dear Prince." Legolas saw the man clear his throat and a soft blush appeared on his face once more.
"Come, let us meet go and see to your small friend." Théodred turned, trying to make the blush come of his face and motioned the blonde Elf to follow.
Legolas and Théodred both walked together along the small stone corridors and finally came towards the wooden door that would open up to reveal the main halls where Gimli and Éowyn would be but when the Prince of Rohan opened the door, both looked around and only saw the King and his lieutenant along with a few servants scurrying along to get things prepared.
"Father…" Théodred asked as he and Legolas both walked towards Théoden and Gambling, muttering amongst themselves. "…Might you know where the Lord Gimli and my beloved cousin are?"
"Ah, Théodred, my son." Théoden walked towards his son and embraced him only then to pull away and answer his dear son "There was a bit of commotion outside so both went to go and see what the fuss was all about."
"Do not fear anymore, Mirkwood Prince." A soft female voice caressed Legolas' still worried mind and the Prince bolted to the doors, opening then and hearing Gimli cry "Bless you, Laddie." After that a whispered tired voice sounded from a man and Legolas made it out as "Gimli, where is the King?" Legolas stood stiff where he was. He watched as a dirtied mortal head appeared as he walked up the steps.
Aragorn's head hung low, tying his belt that had loosened when he dismounted Brego. The stairs seemed to go on forever but he finally made it to the top, walking towards the great doors but stopped unexpectedly when someone blocked his path. The bloody man looked up at the blonde Elf that was stopping him from going any further. His deep sea blue eyes, sparkling with hope and relief.
"Le abdollen." *You're late.* Legolas smiled at the ranger who raised his eyebrows. A silent conversation between both old and young eyes. Legolas then turned his gaze and looked at the rangers clothes. They were torn in many places and cuts could be seen behind them. "You look terrible." The Elven Prince frowned and he watched as Aragorn chuckled lightly.
"You don't look bad yourself, mellon." Aragorn stopped his laughter and placed a hand on the Elf's shoulder, Legolas returning the gesture. Once the gesture was done, Legolas reached into his tunic and cupped the small Elven trinket within his fair hand. He then held it out before Aragorn and the future King took it without hesitation.
Aragorn looked down at his beloved Evenstar and back towards the Elven Prince. "Where did you find this?" He asked, shocked that the Prince had it.
"An Orc had it within his black hand." Legolas answered "He told me you had fallen. I did not want…" Legolas trailed of and smiled sadly at the ranger before him.
Aragorn gently placed the Evenstar around his neck and looked back at the Elf "Arwen told me you were grieving. Are you well?" He asked, worried deeply for his dear Elven friend.
"I am better now that you are here." Legolas nodded, his smiled a true smile "How is the fair Evenstar? I fear she has only a few days before she turns mortal. The light of the Evenstar to the west in the skies above is fading, Aragorn. I can no longer sense her from afar."
Aragorn swallowed but answered the Prince's question "She is well, mellon-nin. She feels herself becoming mortal and has accepted it. She feels no different from any other time." Aragorn smiled sadly as he thought of the great risk his beloved was taking. To be with him until both die of old age. That was indeed a great sacrifice for an immortal. "Come, I need to speak to the King."
Legolas nodded and followed just after he saw the Dwarf and Lady of Rohan running up the stairs towards them. The Prince of Mirkwood smiled at them both and as the Dwarf came beside him, he placed a hand on Gimli's small shoulder.
Gimli looked up at the fair Elven face and smiled also.
Things were as they should be once more.
Sorry for the wait! College has been too much for me and I feel like I haven't been writing enough so I tore myself from drawing/painting and began to write ;D Once more I feel like I am slowing my writing down :( Updating is fine; the writing isn't :'( Oh well :L
Things you need to know?
1. The doves- Yes, I know they are a symbol for purity and love etc. But I will explain later on why they are a symbol for death and betrayal for the Elves (Mainly the Elves of Mirkwood…I bet you can already guess ;)). Do not bug me about this. I have warned you ;P
2. Théodred's Character- I don't know a lot about the King's son's character so I made him seem like the fun, loving type. The type who makes fun of people but still makes that person laugh etc. This man would get on well with Elladan and Elrohir ;)
That's it I think? o.o
Reviews;
Jasperslittlesister; You are always the first person to review :L That's a good thing! :D It isn't wrong at all ;) I love it when he does ;D I am glad you can't wait, mellon :3 Hope this was soon enough for you? :)
BrightWatcher; YAY! I am so glad :'D Ah, that it true :/ Thank you! I am also glad about that :L I feel as if my writing had improved also. I went back and read the first few chapter of "Hannon le, mellon-nin" and by the Valar my writing! :o Ahaha you will just have to wait and see, mellon ;) You are stealing Faramir! Mark my words, I will find him ;D
NIghtRunner144; Thank you and I wasn't! I have college but after that I did nothing :D The next day I went to town with my friend and spent the whole day shopping ;DI will always update! :D
LightsCDark; I love them both *-* ;) I love them bits too :D He so cute when the Nazgûl come :3 Just want to squeeze him to death :') I will! :D
Calemireth; Ahaha I love it also! :L It is, isn't it ;) Ahaha I hope this was soon? :D
ArwenElf16; Thank you! And I know, poor smelly Aragorn :( ;D M'ahahaha! Yeah Leggy tends to do that a lot. Poor thing. I will try not to make him pass out but it I just get side tracked and…*Leggy faints* Damn it! See, I can't help it! ;D Thank you and hope you liked this chapter also ;)
will zona; Thank you! Sounds interesting :D I only have the Silmarillion, the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings but I think I might have to do the same as you and buy more ;D Thank you again :')
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Whoa, whoa, sheath your sword Tauriel. I don't want to kill one of my reviewers alright?
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