Apparently there was a lot of confusion when I said that the next chapter would be the last one because quite a few people thought that the previous chapter was the last one. THIS is the last chapter.

Thank you to all of my readers, especially those that followed, favorited, and/or reviewed this story. I began writing and posting this story with no expectations whatsoever, and look what it turned in to. I did not even expect 50 reviews or 20 followers, and I have 270 reviews and over 100 followers. This has truly been an amazing experience for me, and I thank you all dearly. I want to give special thanks to those who gave me some criticism to help improve my writing. It will not be forgotten and I will remember it when I start writing my next fanfiction.

ArwenElf16- This is the ending, not the previous chapter! I'm happy that you love my fanfiction so much! It will be a little while until my next fanfiction because I haven't decided which idea I will pick yet.

Narnia and Harry Potter 4 EVER- Yes, they are getting married. As scary as that is.

patetass- I know, it's going to be a very bitter sweet ending. I'm glad you enjoyed my story!

sieni1-It's not over yet! This is the last chapter.

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brooklynmeyer9- Yes they are, but Rose is still very scared.

Saren-Dipety- The picture is a wolf and there is a rose in the water. Rose was found in a river, so I thought it would be cool to have the actual flower in the water. And sadly, Amareth never does talk back.

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lotr Guest- All things must end, even the most beautiful.

AquaDiamond-Girl- This is the ending, not the previous chapter! I haven't decided what my next fanfiction will be. All my focus has been directed on this story I have no idea what my next one will be yet, but I have lots of ideas.

Alison-Fire-The previous chapter was actually over 1,000 words. Sadly, this chapter is a little shorter. I did not want to drag it out just for more words. The amount of words means nothing. What and how they communicate is what matters.

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Tardisandbows13- Yes, there is a wedding.

Disclaimer: I still do not own Lord of the Rings.

Epilogue

I married Legolas in Minas Tirith a few months after he proposed. I had originally wanted a small wedding with only our closest friends and family, but when you are marrying royalty, having a small wedding is close to impossible.

I actually felt beautiful that day. I wore a deep red gown at my insistence and a crown of red and pink roses circled my head. Éowyn and Lauralyne wore pink dresses with a few roses braided into their hair. Even Amareth had some roses braided into her mane as I rode her through the streets of Minas Tirith with Éowyn and Lauralyne. The people of Minas Tirith did not know me well, but information about me had been spreading. Some called me a war hero because I had fought in the battle to save them. Others simply knew me as the elf princess. They threw flower petals as I walked by and one little girl actually handed me a white rose. I smiled at her and placed it in my hair.

When we finally reached where the ceremony would be held, I was tired of all the people. This had been one of my fears about getting married: being stared at by lots and lots of people. If I can fight an army of orcs when we are seriously outnumbered, I can get married. This is the thought that I kept repeating as I slowly made my way closer to Legolas.

He was absolutely beautiful, in every way.

The ceremony is simply a blur in my memory, as horrible as that may sound. After living for so long, many of my earlier memories are fading.

After we were married, Legolas and I did not have a home for many years. We travelled all over Middle Earth and visited many beautiful places. The havens of the elves will always be my favorite, especially Lothlorien. The forest was ancient and alive.

Éowyn and Faramir married and Legolas and I returned to Minas Tirith for their wedding. I made sure to repeat my threat to him, but he didn't seem to take it as seriously as the first time I had said it. Éomer became king of Rohan, but we did not attend his coronation or his wedding. Aragorn and Arwen lived happily together and had one son, but many daughters.

Lauralyne, my beloved sister, followed in my steps and went on her own adventure. She swore never to marry, as I had, but she eventually changed that when she met a man from a distant village. She had one daughter and one son. She kept a journal, which is my most loved possession. I read part of it almost every day.

At my parent's insistence, I gave them a grandchild before they died. I named her Elien, which means star. The stars had been such an important part of my journey, and now my daughter was too.

She was not my only child. I had one more daughter, my youngest, and two sons. They all inherited Legolas's blonde hair, but both of our sons have my dark eyes. Elien was my only child to receive my wild brown hair.

Arwen was our last friend to die and after she was gone, Legolas and I no longer had anything tying us to Middle Earth. Humans began to overrun all the land that had once belonged to the elves. Wilderness was being destroyed. The destruction destroyed me and Legolas had longed for the sea for years. With all of my children and some of Amareth's descendants, we sailed to the Undying Lands.

My children are now finding their own lives here and are happy. I dearly miss my family and I cry for them to this day, but I have found a new family. Even though I carry the pain of loss wherever I go, I also carry the glow of happiness.

I have now had hundreds of years to develop my skills, and even though I have always loved shooting arrows, I have also discovered writing. It is as magical as the elves themselves. Words can flow together and make beautiful masterpieces.

Now that my life is not all full of adventure, I write about them. This is my adventure, my story, now written for all to read. Everyone has a story to tell. All you need to do is begin.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

~JRR Tolkien

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

~Robert Frost