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Chapter 13

A scream of fear

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"Las! Tiaashar?" Hm? I looked at Gimli who it seems have tried to get contact with me.

"What?"

"Everything all right?" He asked me and I nodded. The children never get out of my mind, I think about them all the time and especially when I see Legolas. Gimli and I sat next to each other on a tree bench in their camp. The Elves was serving us breakfast, and soon it will be ready. The Hobbits were laughing with Boromir, Aragorn and Legolas talked together.

"Yeah, yeah," I almost lied.

"Is everything all right between you and Legolas?" Gimli asked me. I sighed, what is with all the questions? "Oh uh, is it that bad? Listen Tiaashar, there are many men out there, even it do not go so well with Legolas." I narrowed my eyes at him. "It is not that is it?"

"No, of course not. Everything is good between us, perfect actually," I said and smiled. Thinking back at this tomorrow. Gimli cleared his throat. "What I mean is that it is nothing wrong"

"Something is troubling you, Tiaashar. I see it," he said. I looked around knowing it was no one near to hear us. Except for maybe Legolas, but I told him while we walked back. He did not say much, he was not sure what to say and to be honest, I have no idea myself.

"I saw something in the woods, here," I said. Gimli looked around nervous. "Nothing bad, Gimli." I looked around again. "I saw children that did not belong in these woods. They were very beautiful, with golden long hair. Two boys and a girl. It looked like they did not see us."

"Us?" Gimli asked. "Who were you with?"

"Oh, uhm, Legolas," I said. "We were lying on…" I saw his face, he raised his eyebrows. "Never mind. The point is I saw the children. Lydia was the girl, Lydia is my mother´s name. Thorin was the oldest boy and Oropher was the youngest, Legolas´s grandfather is his name too."

"Hm…" It went silence between us. "No children today would have those names unless it is you and Legolas´s children." That is a weird thought. "Do you not believe so?"

"Well, you do have a point there. We haven´t talked that much about children," I said, I looked at Legolas, he was still in deep conversation with Aragorn, but I am sure he was listening. "He has asked me to marry him." Gimli took his hands up and cheered. "Shh," I said and took a finger on my lips. "I said no." He quiet down. "Now I did not think you would be happy about that."

"You are happy with him that is all that matters," Gimli said. That is true. "Now if Dwalin was here, he would have taken a serious conversation with you." I chuckled, yeah he would.

"He asked me in Rivendell, I did not want to say yes and then he leaves on this Quest," I said. "I am not saying yes yet, I want this to be done, this to be over."

"I understand you, las… I think," he said. I smiled and looked down on the ground. "But it does not take long to get married. We have Lady Galadriel here too."

"What?" Is he serious? He laughed.

"Someone getting married?" I heard one of the Hobbits say, it was Merry.

"No, of course not," I said quickly.

"If you see, Master Hobbit," Gimli begin. Oh no… "This lovely lady here, Tiaashar and Legolas are together, not too long they will be married." I looked at Gimli. Why is he saying this?

"After the Quest to Mount Doom," I said to Merry. He grinned and walked back to the Hobbits, I saw they talked about me and Pippin smiled even more widely. I looked back at Gimli who still had a wide smile on his face.

I looked at myself in the mirror, it is something wrong. I went closer to it and saw the burning mark… It is fading. I thought I would have to look at it each morning for the rest of my life, like a scar, but I swear it is fading. It is good of course. But why is it doing that? I took on a new dress, a light blue one and went out.

I felt Legolas´s hands around me, making me relax, as I was about to fire one arrow at the target. I have been in the training ground for an hour now, trying to practice more. It hurt firing an arrow, I felt it in Moria, because of my back. The wound I got thanks to the Nazgûls. "You are distraction me," I said to him. I aimed again and I saw in the corner of my left eye he stepped aside. I fired, I did not hit in the middle. My back hurt and Legolas touched it.

"I cannot shoot properly." I turned to Legolas.

"You will, by time. But it will not heal when you continue fight as you do," Legolas said. Fight as I do? "I do not think fighting with bow and arrow is what you should do now." He took the bow from my hand.

"If you not letting me practice, you can just go," I said and he chuckled. "When will you leave again?" I asked. He looked into my eyes.

"I don´t like the way you say it," he said. How can he say that? How can I say it differently?

"All right I say it differently…" How can I say it differently? Legolas laughed. "Now, don´t you laugh! I mean it, I don´t like it that you leave from me, but I know it has to be done." I crossed my arms and looked to the side. Legolas got in my view, trying to get my attention.

"We can be here in a week," he said. "And in that week I want to be with you." I smiled to him, I cannot get mad at him. I was about to kiss him when I heard a woman scream. We both looked at each other worried, and then it was the scream again. A scream of fear.