Dsiclaimer: Me. LOTR. No relation, I didn't own it, didn't write it. . .
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CHAPTER 7: All Alone. . .
"Heath, Haeathion, listen to me!" Gal grabbed Haeathion's huge, muscular arm, but he still kept his distance, his dark-colored eyes never looking Galenvagoriel's way.
Heath had climbed up to Glanevagoriel's marble balcony the night of the dinner, in secret. "I know all I need to know." He said bluntly, staring at the bright, twinkling stars up in the royal blue sky. Gal just watched him, confused at what she was feeling. "No you do not."
'Although I love Legolas, I still want Haeathion back.' She wondered helplessly. 'Why is that? What is wrong with me?!' But Galenvagoriel knew the answer to those questions even if she did not want to admit it. 'You fear being alone.' That same old voice that forced her to say Legolas' name said in a soft whisper. 'You need someone by your side, that is your problem, Gal. That is what is wrong . . .' All Gal could do was agree, for it was true.
It was now Heath's turn to shake his head. "What else is there to know?" He asked Gal, who was now leaning against the balcony, staring at the beautiful night sky as well. 'What am I doing here?' Heath asked himself, but then the answer was right in front of him, within an arm's reach. As much as it hurt him that Gal did not love him (even if she was insisting otherwise, he could see that it would never work out, for she was to be married to the charming price of Mirkwood, whom he now, for some reason, didn't loathe, because he knew when he showed hate, it was of the extreme kind, and he did not want any misfortune being blessed upon Legolas. He still had a heart, after all.) He still loved her. As he always would. It would be absurd of him to say, 'I will be waiting for you.' Because he knew he wouldn't, he would find some other girl out there, even if there would still be one big space in his heart that no one else but Galenvagoriel could fill. He gazed at Gal whose long wavy brown hair glistened in the moonlight, and her eyes looking so innocent and true.
"A lot, Heath." She faced him, and it was the first time that night Gal had looked deep into Heath's brooding eyes, and she saw the sense of heartbreak in them, and that broke her heart as well, for she knew for certain that she had caused the heartbreak. "I may have been betrothed to Legolas, but you still are my true love, and you know that I did not agree to the betrothal. I will not be wed to that . . . that beast. I still love you." She said guiltily, turning her eyes back to the golden stars. 'I do still love him, but not all that much . . .' Gal felt confused once again, but she was not speaking in complete lies. There was still love in her for Heath, after all.
"Well, Galenvagoriel, it will not work. You still have to be wed to him. Even if you like it or not." Heath said, finally reaching out to her, and placing his rough and callused hand above her soft one. "There is no way out."
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Authors note:: Thanks a mil for all the reviews!!! Thanks sooooooo much!!
Okay, so on with the story. . . .
CHAPTER 7: All Alone. . .
"Heath, Haeathion, listen to me!" Gal grabbed Haeathion's huge, muscular arm, but he still kept his distance, his dark-colored eyes never looking Galenvagoriel's way.
Heath had climbed up to Glanevagoriel's marble balcony the night of the dinner, in secret. "I know all I need to know." He said bluntly, staring at the bright, twinkling stars up in the royal blue sky. Gal just watched him, confused at what she was feeling. "No you do not."
'Although I love Legolas, I still want Haeathion back.' She wondered helplessly. 'Why is that? What is wrong with me?!' But Galenvagoriel knew the answer to those questions even if she did not want to admit it. 'You fear being alone.' That same old voice that forced her to say Legolas' name said in a soft whisper. 'You need someone by your side, that is your problem, Gal. That is what is wrong . . .' All Gal could do was agree, for it was true.
It was now Heath's turn to shake his head. "What else is there to know?" He asked Gal, who was now leaning against the balcony, staring at the beautiful night sky as well. 'What am I doing here?' Heath asked himself, but then the answer was right in front of him, within an arm's reach. As much as it hurt him that Gal did not love him (even if she was insisting otherwise, he could see that it would never work out, for she was to be married to the charming price of Mirkwood, whom he now, for some reason, didn't loathe, because he knew when he showed hate, it was of the extreme kind, and he did not want any misfortune being blessed upon Legolas. He still had a heart, after all.) He still loved her. As he always would. It would be absurd of him to say, 'I will be waiting for you.' Because he knew he wouldn't, he would find some other girl out there, even if there would still be one big space in his heart that no one else but Galenvagoriel could fill. He gazed at Gal whose long wavy brown hair glistened in the moonlight, and her eyes looking so innocent and true.
"A lot, Heath." She faced him, and it was the first time that night Gal had looked deep into Heath's brooding eyes, and she saw the sense of heartbreak in them, and that broke her heart as well, for she knew for certain that she had caused the heartbreak. "I may have been betrothed to Legolas, but you still are my true love, and you know that I did not agree to the betrothal. I will not be wed to that . . . that beast. I still love you." She said guiltily, turning her eyes back to the golden stars. 'I do still love him, but not all that much . . .' Gal felt confused once again, but she was not speaking in complete lies. There was still love in her for Heath, after all.
"Well, Galenvagoriel, it will not work. You still have to be wed to him. Even if you like it or not." Heath said, finally reaching out to her, and placing his rough and callused hand above her soft one. "There is no way out."
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