FEAGWEDH – CHAPTER 10

Elladan wandered the halls as the others discussed what they would do next. No doubt, his input would be valuable, but he did not have the heart for it.

"My lord?"

"My lady." Elladan bowed as Eowyn approached. "You sang well today," he said tenderly. "There could not have been a more fitting performance for your cousin's funeral."

Eowyn smiled sadly.

"Walk with me?"

"If you wish."

Elladan offered his arm and she took it. "Tell me: what do you think this war will do for your people?"

Eowyn frowned. "It will strengthen us, I suppose, even though we are terrified. And yours?"

"Elves have always been a hardy race. We will endure, whether it be in Middle-Earth or Valinor."

Eowyn nodded.

Elladan found himself reaching for his brother's spirit again. No. There would be no more disappointments. He sighed heavily.

"The war has taken someone you love."

Elladan startled at Eowyn's statement. "My twin brother."

"You are one of the Sons of Elrond? The Orc-hunters?"

"We believe I am the elder, yes. Elrohir was captured in the mountains."

"Yet you remain here?"

"I was forbidden to go after him. I could only sit in Lothlorien and do nothing, or I could follow Estel and kill orcs."

Eowyn was silent for a short while. "Come." She pulled Elladan to her chambers and retrieved a silver ring with a single jewel. She gestured to Elladan's right hand. "This was your brother's was it not?"

Elladan studied the ring carefully. "How did you come by this?"

"My brother brought it to me. He found it in the Snowbourn not a week ago."

"An orc could have dropped it."

"Have hope, my lord! Your brother may need you!"

Elladan shook his head. "I do not know. There was a time we had a bond so strong, we shared each other's thoughts and pain. The last time I saw him, he was alive, but I could not feel him..."

Eowyn put a hand on his shoulder. "Do not despair. In reality, hope is all we have now."