A/N: Thanks guys!

Sorry, this is a shorter chapter, but I had to end it where I did. This one is one of my favourites!

11

Blue Bath and Blood Daughter

We buried Theodred. Eowyn sang a lament for her cousin. Everlas, Legolas, Ally and Elle joined me in a song that celebrated Theodred's life. The entirety of it all moved me to tears. I cried for Theodred; for the hobbits, for my sister and my Father, for myself and for Boromir, who I now knew to be dead. I cried for the quest which stood upon the edge of a knife; stray but a little and it would fail.

When all the tears had come and gone, news came in the form of two children, Freda and Eothain. Orcs ran freely all over the Riddermark, burning and razing everything in their path.

It made my blood boil.

And if you've never seen one of the Firstborn turning blue, you've never seen anger. It took all my willpower not to take Majesty and go massacre the whole lot of them.

When I said I turned blue, I literally did. My blood surged into the unused capillaries just under the surface of my skin.

I felt a light touch on my arm. It was Aragorn.

"Elle and Aly are leaving," he said, "They must return to their Father, with the news that Legolas is alive. If they don't, he will fade."

"I know, Estel," he stared out at the plain in front of us, "Father will not convince her. Arwen is beginning to realize, in her heart, that she belongs in Middle Earth. She won't leave. Father has seen your son. That future is still there. There is still hope. There is always hope."

"And what do you see, Myraneth?"

"I see the White Tree of the King living again. I see new life in every corner of Gondor, and Rohan. I see a union between the two lands that will last through the ages. I see prosperity, and peace. I see the Dark Mountain collapsing in on itself, and the Dark Tower falling," I took a deep breathe, and some of the blue receded from my skin, "But I also see darkness. I see the deep breath before the plunge. I see the Great Eye, and I see Sauron. I see a battle in a great courtyard. I've seen two alternate, very possible realities. The one I want can only be attained if we do not lose hope.

"I saw my firstborn, just in shadow, though. These visions have always been a blessing and a curse. I saw what has a chance to be. I saw my daughter, in silhouette, for an instant before she was snatched away. Casanovia. That was her name. Aragorn, I want to see her more than anything. I want to give life to her, and many others. I want to raise my own daughters and sons, not just somebody else's."

"And you will, in due time sister. You will be the best mother the world has ever known. But you must be patient. I am sorry, Myraneth. Are you going to go see Elle and Aly off?"

"Yes, I shall—"I was cut off when Gamling came to the stairs and announced, "By order of the King the city must empty. We make for the refuge at Helm's Deep."

"He's running?" I muttered as I sprinted to the stable where Gandalf was headed.

"Helm's Deep has saved them before, Myraneth," Gandalf said when I caught up and pulled Shadowfax around.

"But they have the Riders!" I cried.

"You have been in many wars, Myraneth. Edoras is not a fortress! Go with them. Look to my coming. At first light on the fifth day, look to the east."

"Very well, Mithrandir," Aragorn slapped Shadowfax's rump, and Gandalf was away. Legolas jumped out of the way as the magnificent beast almost ran him down.

"Elle and Aly are coming with us," Legolas said, "The Deep is on the way home, and we need all the protection we can get."

That gave me and idea.