Title: Heir to a Kingdom
Summary: Your basic soap opera, boy and girl are in love but other boy also loves girl and first boy has evil younger brother. You get the point.
Disclaimer: The usual
Chapter 14
Taking a deep breath Galadrien stepped towards her path of choice. She felt resistance but pushed on and passed through the portal. Then there was a sensation of falling but she felt no danger, though she wondered how long it would take until the sensation stopped. Then suddenly it stopped and everything went black.
She could smell incense and candles and vaguely heard voices talking softly. One voice was that of the palace healer saying that there was nothing he could do. Then came the voice of Mithrandir and he told the healer that there was still a spark of life. The healer than said that the body's soul had departed and would not return and that they should declare Galadrien dead. Gathering all her energy Galadrien opened her eyes and slowly sat up, "But I am not dead for you see Mithrandir was right, there was a spark of life in me."
This startled the healer so much he dropped the silver bowl that was in his hands. It also startled Alana so bad she fainted. Lady Aelora on the other hand looked like she had seen a ghost. Looking around she asked, "Where is Legolas?" Lady Aelora composed herself long enough to answer, "The healers sent him to rest. He was making himself ill worrying about you." Galadrien nodded and accepted a cup of water that a healers assistant was holding out. She took a deep swallow then asked, "How long has it been since I was struck?" "Two weeks," interjected Mithrandir, "Two very long weeks. You should not have cast that spell Galadrien. Your life force was so drained we thought you dead when Legolas brought you to the palace."
Mithrandir started to pace at the foot of the bed, "What made you think that you could cast an elemental spell. You do not have the training for such a spell, it could have killed you." Galadrien almost jumped out of bed, "What would have had me do? Let the storm kill the forest and all that lives in it? I made a choice Mithrandir, a choice that we both will have to live with." Before Mithrandir could reply the doors to the healers wing opened and in staggered Legolas. When he saw that she was awake and sitting up he stumbled over to the bed, sank to his knees and embraced her, laying his head on her chest.
Softly he started to cry, but they were not tears of despair they were tears of happiness. "I thought you would never wake up," he said between tears. Pulling him close she smoothed his hair and whispered in his ear, "The spark of life remained in me, I would have never left you melamin." He wrapped his arms tightly around her and cried. She gently rocked him back and forth, trying to get him to calm down. He looked up and placed a hand on her left temple, "Beloved, your hair, look at your hair." Confused she asked, "My hair? What about my hair?"
Lady Aelora handed her a small hand-held looking glass. Taking it she held it up and gasped, a lock of her hair about 2 inches wide had turned completely silver. Mithrandir came over, "That is a result of using the spell. That only happens when a person carries tremendous power. I have no doubt that if you ever become a Val'Istar that your hair will turn completely silver." Looking at him she replied, "If I become? You doubt that I ever will?" Mithrandir then sat in a chair, "To become Val'Istar you must overcome an obstacle, the greatest obstacle you will ever face. It only happens to some, and not all make it out alive."
Before she could reply a healer came over and said that she must rest, and said that the king had called a meeting the next morning. Then they said that Legolas must leave and get rest as well but he refused to leave her side. The healer conceded that he may stay and had a bed placed next to her own. Then Legolas lay down but lay so that he may keep his eyes on her. For the longest time they lay there, neither speaking a word. They didn't need to; they knew what the other was thinking and feeling. Then finally first Legolas then Galadrien fell into slumber.
They woke the next morning and had a simple breakfast in the healers wing then went to their meeting with King Thranduil. Not only was his advisory council there but Mithrandir and the palace mages where there as well. The king sat and called the meeting to order; "Now that Lady Galadrien is awake and from what I see recovered we will now discuss the storm that hit Mirkwood two weeks ago." Mithrandir was the first to speak; "The storm that hit was cast by someone with precise control over elemental magic, though who it was I do not know. There aren't many who can cast such a spell, the Istari are the only ones I know of and we have been charged to protect and guide you, not harm you."
King Thranduil spoke again, "It speaks highly of Lady Galadrien that she would risk her life to try to stop the storm. Lorien and Mirkwood have been feuding for a great many years, for her to risk her life for Mirkwood speaks highly of her and the way she was raised." He then stood, "As such in light of her bravery I hereby declare her to be a Lady of Mirkwood and I give her this token of the appreciation of the people of Mirkwood." He pulled a dark wood box from beneath the table and opened it. Sitting on a bed of black cloth was a cuff bracelet made of mithril, it had an oval moonstone in the center with two crescent moons on either side. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen.
Stammering she took the bracelet saying, "You do me a great honor by giving me this extraordinary gift, but I feel I have not earned it despite my actions." King Thranduil shook his head, "Nonsense, if you had not cast that spell the whole forest would be dead with all that lived in it, including us. Mithrandir tells us that you significantly weakened the force of the storm and once that happened the person who cast it could not get it's power back up which allowed my mages and Mithrandir to stop it once and for all. So you see you did save the forest." Looking down at the bracelet she nodded then put it on her wrist. King Thranduil then led her out to the main audience chamber where many peopled stood gathered. In a loud voice he said, "For her bravery and courage in light of great danger I hereby proclaim Lady Galadrien to be a Lady of Mirkwood and have given her the Bracelet of the Crescent Moon as a token of our appreciation."
The gathered people roared with cheers and applause. Among them was a human man, very tall with dark blonde hair wearing very fine clothing. When the applause stopped he came forward to introduce himself. His name was Boromir and he was the son of Denother, the Steward of Gondor.
Summary: Your basic soap opera, boy and girl are in love but other boy also loves girl and first boy has evil younger brother. You get the point.
Disclaimer: The usual
Chapter 14
Taking a deep breath Galadrien stepped towards her path of choice. She felt resistance but pushed on and passed through the portal. Then there was a sensation of falling but she felt no danger, though she wondered how long it would take until the sensation stopped. Then suddenly it stopped and everything went black.
She could smell incense and candles and vaguely heard voices talking softly. One voice was that of the palace healer saying that there was nothing he could do. Then came the voice of Mithrandir and he told the healer that there was still a spark of life. The healer than said that the body's soul had departed and would not return and that they should declare Galadrien dead. Gathering all her energy Galadrien opened her eyes and slowly sat up, "But I am not dead for you see Mithrandir was right, there was a spark of life in me."
This startled the healer so much he dropped the silver bowl that was in his hands. It also startled Alana so bad she fainted. Lady Aelora on the other hand looked like she had seen a ghost. Looking around she asked, "Where is Legolas?" Lady Aelora composed herself long enough to answer, "The healers sent him to rest. He was making himself ill worrying about you." Galadrien nodded and accepted a cup of water that a healers assistant was holding out. She took a deep swallow then asked, "How long has it been since I was struck?" "Two weeks," interjected Mithrandir, "Two very long weeks. You should not have cast that spell Galadrien. Your life force was so drained we thought you dead when Legolas brought you to the palace."
Mithrandir started to pace at the foot of the bed, "What made you think that you could cast an elemental spell. You do not have the training for such a spell, it could have killed you." Galadrien almost jumped out of bed, "What would have had me do? Let the storm kill the forest and all that lives in it? I made a choice Mithrandir, a choice that we both will have to live with." Before Mithrandir could reply the doors to the healers wing opened and in staggered Legolas. When he saw that she was awake and sitting up he stumbled over to the bed, sank to his knees and embraced her, laying his head on her chest.
Softly he started to cry, but they were not tears of despair they were tears of happiness. "I thought you would never wake up," he said between tears. Pulling him close she smoothed his hair and whispered in his ear, "The spark of life remained in me, I would have never left you melamin." He wrapped his arms tightly around her and cried. She gently rocked him back and forth, trying to get him to calm down. He looked up and placed a hand on her left temple, "Beloved, your hair, look at your hair." Confused she asked, "My hair? What about my hair?"
Lady Aelora handed her a small hand-held looking glass. Taking it she held it up and gasped, a lock of her hair about 2 inches wide had turned completely silver. Mithrandir came over, "That is a result of using the spell. That only happens when a person carries tremendous power. I have no doubt that if you ever become a Val'Istar that your hair will turn completely silver." Looking at him she replied, "If I become? You doubt that I ever will?" Mithrandir then sat in a chair, "To become Val'Istar you must overcome an obstacle, the greatest obstacle you will ever face. It only happens to some, and not all make it out alive."
Before she could reply a healer came over and said that she must rest, and said that the king had called a meeting the next morning. Then they said that Legolas must leave and get rest as well but he refused to leave her side. The healer conceded that he may stay and had a bed placed next to her own. Then Legolas lay down but lay so that he may keep his eyes on her. For the longest time they lay there, neither speaking a word. They didn't need to; they knew what the other was thinking and feeling. Then finally first Legolas then Galadrien fell into slumber.
They woke the next morning and had a simple breakfast in the healers wing then went to their meeting with King Thranduil. Not only was his advisory council there but Mithrandir and the palace mages where there as well. The king sat and called the meeting to order; "Now that Lady Galadrien is awake and from what I see recovered we will now discuss the storm that hit Mirkwood two weeks ago." Mithrandir was the first to speak; "The storm that hit was cast by someone with precise control over elemental magic, though who it was I do not know. There aren't many who can cast such a spell, the Istari are the only ones I know of and we have been charged to protect and guide you, not harm you."
King Thranduil spoke again, "It speaks highly of Lady Galadrien that she would risk her life to try to stop the storm. Lorien and Mirkwood have been feuding for a great many years, for her to risk her life for Mirkwood speaks highly of her and the way she was raised." He then stood, "As such in light of her bravery I hereby declare her to be a Lady of Mirkwood and I give her this token of the appreciation of the people of Mirkwood." He pulled a dark wood box from beneath the table and opened it. Sitting on a bed of black cloth was a cuff bracelet made of mithril, it had an oval moonstone in the center with two crescent moons on either side. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen.
Stammering she took the bracelet saying, "You do me a great honor by giving me this extraordinary gift, but I feel I have not earned it despite my actions." King Thranduil shook his head, "Nonsense, if you had not cast that spell the whole forest would be dead with all that lived in it, including us. Mithrandir tells us that you significantly weakened the force of the storm and once that happened the person who cast it could not get it's power back up which allowed my mages and Mithrandir to stop it once and for all. So you see you did save the forest." Looking down at the bracelet she nodded then put it on her wrist. King Thranduil then led her out to the main audience chamber where many peopled stood gathered. In a loud voice he said, "For her bravery and courage in light of great danger I hereby proclaim Lady Galadrien to be a Lady of Mirkwood and have given her the Bracelet of the Crescent Moon as a token of our appreciation."
The gathered people roared with cheers and applause. Among them was a human man, very tall with dark blonde hair wearing very fine clothing. When the applause stopped he came forward to introduce himself. His name was Boromir and he was the son of Denother, the Steward of Gondor.