Thanks a lot for your reviews, i really hope you're enjoying my story! i have a question for you all, would you prefer that i end the story on a happy, or a sad note? I have two endings planned out, but i'm not sure which one to use, so i decided to use the one that most appeals to you, so please, tell me! Enjoy chapter 7!
disclaimer: no, i don't own the Lord of the Rings characters (what i would give to own orlando!) i'm just borrowing them.
The sickly sweet smell stained Legolas's clothes as he lay still on the blood sodden bed, his uncle shut the door queitly behind him.
"What just happened to me?", he wept softly, terrfied his uncle would turn back, and decide to use him again."He did it....he did it again......I can never tell Arwen, not now, i will not go through that again."
Legolas sat up, the crimson sheets wrapped around his body."I must not think about it", he decided, pushing the events further into his mind."I must solve the riddle."
He fingered the tiny piece of paper he had grasped in his hand throughout the ordeal his uncle had submitted him to. He stared blankly at the words, trying to figure out their meaning, but it wasn't working, he just could not stop thinking about his uncle. Letting the paper fall to the ground, and crying softly once more, he fled to the bathroom, clutching a piece of metal that he had found lying on the chamber floor. He placed his wrist over the sink, and held a quivering hand that clutched a piece of metal over it. He lowered his hand, bracing himself for the pain.
"I cannot take it anymore!", he cried furiously,"I would rather die than let myself be abused by my own kindred."
He thrust the metal downward to his slender wrist. Then he stopped.
"I cannot do it", he whispered, dropping the metal to the floor with a clang,"I can't."
He pounded his fist against the pure marble counter in anger."Why!", he blazed, shining tears spilling down his cheeks."Why can't i release myself from my pain!"
He sank to the floor in dispair."Why.........."
He crawled into his bedroom, and picked the paper from the floor.
"You know why", he whispered to himself, trying to smile,"Arwen."
Legolas sat up slowly, and dried his bright eyes - the spark appeared there once more.
"You have to solve the riddle Legolas......you have to.......for Arwen", Legolas's conscience spoke out after so long trapped in his dormant mind.
Legolas stood, drawing back the curtains, and eying the lake outside."My life will be as that lake....i vow it upon my heart. My evil uncle shall not have Arwen.......i stake my life upon it."
He hurried downstairs, and floated outside.
"I will figure this puzzle out", he whispered into the fresh morning air"Even if it kills me."
Thandiul watched his nephew cross the courtyards, a icy smile crusted upon his lips.
"Soon Legolas", he spat,"Very soon."
He crumpled his own riddle fearcly into his hand, for he did need it no longer. He whipped round, his garments trailing behind him.
"I go to see Elrond", he said wickedly, never moving his mind from the thought of Legolas,"And afterwards.......afterwards i think it is time i paid a private visit to the elven maid........"
He cackled loudly, but it did not matter, there was no one around to hear him.
Legolas perched on a stone, barely feeling the cold that flowed between his skin and the rock.
"Tis a magical time for the elves of the wood...
Tell me it's proper name so you should."
He read the two lines aloud, trying to explore their meaning.
"What is this trying to tell me!", he pounded his fist against the rock in anger, the pain passing through his body, completely unoticed."I have to work it out.......think Legolas........think."
He sat, lost in thought, when suddenly, he was hit on the back of the head by a plank of wood that was being carried by another elf.
"So..r..r...y Prince Legolas!", the elf stammered, struggling to bow to Legolas,"It was an accident, please, humble me, for i am dreadfully sorry."
Legolas rubbed his head, and glanced up at the young elf."No need to be sorry, it was as you say, an accident. But, preytell, why are you carrying a plank of wood about the forest and house grounds my good elf?"
The elf raised the plank over his shoulder, so that it would not slip down."Do not you know sir? Why, tis for the Midsummer Eve celebration, tis when Lord Elrond's daughter Arwen shall announce her chosen suitor sir."
"Midsummer Eve?", Legolas questioned the young elf before he moved on."That is when Arwen's suitor shall be announced?"
"Yes sir", the elf edged away, his face a mixture of happyness, and fear."I do not mean to be rude to your other competitors sir, but i hope you win the tournament. I have been watching when i get the chance, and i belive you are the best one for Arwen."
Legolas smiled at the young elf, his blond hair glittering in the breeze. Legolas felt a pang of warmth at his heart...this boy reminded him of himself when he was younger.
"Thank you", Legolas smiled, as if something the elf had said had restored some of Legolas's faith."Good luck with the preparations for the festival young one, i can tell it will be magnificant."
The young elf bowed hurriedly, and sped away.
Legolas watched him run for a few seconds, but then returned to his riddle.
"I have it!", he cried joyfully,"Midsummer Eve!"
Legolas felt as though he could jump for joy, but he did dare not, for anyone could be watching.
"It fits into the first two lines.....", he murmered slowly,"But it cannot be Midsummer Eve, perhaps it is only the 'Midsummer', or the 'Eve'. At least i have made a breakthrough, i shall move on to the next two lines."
His wrist flickered once more as he flipped the poem over.
"Next comes not a vowel, but a letter from sun,
that and in your name there is only but one."
He whispered to himself, racking his brain, for word puzzles were not his best skill, he had been born an assasain, and would die an assasain.
"Well, if the letter is not a vowel, and is in the word 'sun', then it must be either an 's' or an 'n'. My name....which name.....Legolas......Greenleaf.......Prince of Mirkwood.....i have so many.......
I shall try to work out the last clue, for it in turn may give me a clue as to what letter it may be."
"Lastly we hang shining bright in the air,
And so solve my puzzle, answer if you dare."
Legolas closed his eyes in concentration, this was the last clue, if he could figure it out, surely the other two would follow.....
"A star!", he cried, the smile spreading upon his bright elven face,"Stars hang bright in the air! The last part must be 'star'!"
He grinned at the piece of paper that glinted in the sun in his hand.
"Now, let me see. If i took the first part of the riddle to be 'Midsummer', the second to be 's', and the third to be 'star', that would give me 'Midsummersstar'."
Legolas shook his head."It can't be that, it doesn't make sense, unless Elrond was talking about the star of the elves.......but Elrond would not do something like that, he is to close to home.......no, there must be another answer......."
Legolas tryed again."If i took the first word to be 'Eve', the second to be 's', and the third to be'star', that would read 'Evesstar'. That is not right either."
Legolas sighed in impatience, for he depaired that he would ever work the puzzle out. Then, he thought of something, something that definately would be a huge issue in Elrond's mind.
"The second part!", he cried,"If i changed the 's' to an 'n', then i would get 'Evenstar'. That's what the answer is, it's Evenstar!"
Legolas lept to his feet, and began to run toward the chamber of Elrond, for he was sure that he had the right answer. On the way to Elrond's chamber, he passed by Sir Jiyuer of Rivendell, who was still mulling over his puzzle. Legolas felt pity for him, he looked so confused that he was about to cry in desparaition. The Prince of Mirkwood held back his natural urge to help the poor man, for he had to reach Elrond before it was too late.
Barely out of breath, Legolas reached Elrond's door, only to find Prince Ruyston, the elf from the Grey Havens exiting from it, a happy smile placed on his face.
Upon seeing his commerades happiness, Legolas smiled to, for with his nature, he liked it when people were happy.
"Solve your riddle Ruyston?", Legolas asked cheerfully, showing his praise for the prince that was only a few months older than himself.
"Yes Legolas of Mirkwood, i did, how about you?", Ruyston glanced at Legolas excited face,"Am i to take it that you have solved yours also?"
Legolas grinned,"Yes i have......well, i think i have.......i still have to tell Elrond."
Ruyston headed off down the corridor, desperate to relax a little before the next round."Good luck my friend."
"Thanks", Legolas gullped as he knocked Elrond's door softly. He was in much awe of the older elf, he was desperate to do things right, for he knew that Elrond considered him to be the least worthy candidate, although Legolas knew not why.
"Come in!", Elrond said sharply.
Legolas breathed slowly, and creaked open the door. He shut it carefully behind him, grasping his piece of paper tightly in his fist.
"Ah. Prince Legolas", Elrond put away his quill pen in a nearby drawer."I asume you have come to tell me about your riddle. Correct?"
Legolas could only nod.
"You do realise that once you have given me an answer, that is your final one. As you are the third person to come to me, if you get the riddle wrong, it means the fourth person is automatically through to the next round. Do you understand this Legolas?"
Legolas nodded shakily, his silky blond hair fluttering around his face.
"Then, tell me your answer Legolas Greenleaf. What is the answer to your riddle?", Elrond sat in silence, completely still, as Legolas struggled to move his lips apart.
"Evenstar", Legolas mumbled, ashamed that the confidence he had entered the room with had been completely disposed of by the elder elf.
"Evenstar?", Elrond said slowly, frowning at the young elf.
Legolas hung his head, now having second thoughts about the answer......perhaps he should have thought more carefully.......perhaps his other answers had been right........
All of a sudden, he wished he could take back what he had said, but it was too late now, everything was riding on this.
Legolas squeezed his eyes shut, praying, praying that his answer was......
"Correct", Elrond smiled at the elf, pleased that he had worked out his riddle.
Legolas's eyes flew open."I...i got it right?!"
"Indeed Prince Legolas, you did", Elrond took up his quill again,"If you'll excuse me, i must call for Sir Jiyuer, he has played his part in the tournament. I will inform you when the third round shall begin. You may leave Legolas."
Legolas left Elrond's chamber, feeling happier than he had ever done in his life. He was almost there......only one round left.......then it was up to Arwen.
"That's what i should do!", he exclaimed,"I should ask Arwen to have dinner with me, i must tell her of my happiness, and also, i desire to talk with her over Aragorn."
Legolas sped down the passage, his heart filled with glee.
While Legolas had been solving his riddle, Thandiul had not been idle. He had been to see the elf maiden. He knocked softly on her chamber door.
"Come in!", Arwen called back quietly, for she hoped it was Legolas.
Thandiul entered the chamber, smiling at Arwen.
Arwen's face fell, but she quickly smiled again."Hello Thandiul, what brings you to see me?"
Thandiul had seen the flicker of disapointment in her eyes, and he knew she cared more for Legolas than she did for him.
"Not matter", he thought wickedly,"That shall change in time."
"My lady Arwen!", he said with fake astonishment,"Why, why are you in here, and not outside in the beautiful gardens?"
Arwen sighed."I have many things to do", she replied wistfully,"I am so busy today, i have not time for a stroll in the garden, although my heart much desires it."
Thandiul stepped closer to Arwen."You must let me make amends to that my lady, be my guest at dinner tonight. Do me the pleasure of dining with me."
Arwen saw nothing but a kind, charming elf, and began to warm to him immediatly.
"Well........when you put it that way.........", she said slowly, noticing the delight in Thandiul's eyes,"How can i refuse?"
Thandiul bowed before the lady to conceal the wickedness in his eyes."Excellent my lady, i will meet with you at the top of the marble stairway, just after the setting of the sun."
Arwen nodded as Thandiul left her chamber."Until then", she called happily.
Thandiul closed the door quietly, and looked out into the sky, the malice in his eyes glittering black under the soft light of the candles.
"Every thing is going according to plan", he whispered,"Tis almost time.......the elf maiden, and everything she stands for will be mine."
Legolas sprang up the stairs, and turned the handle of Arwen's room door. He skipped inside her chamber, blissfully unaware of what he'd just done.
"Legolas!", Arwen cried, holding a garment over her top half,"I did not hear you knock!"
Legolas turned away, his cheeks flushing rose."I am sorry Arwen, i just wanted to tell you something."
Arwen quicly pulled on some clothes, and moved closer to Legolas."Yes?"
Legolas continued to blush as Arwen's sweet smell grew closer to him."I...i...i..solved the riddle!", he blurted out,"And, well....well..i was so happy that i came to ask if you would have dinner with me tonight. Would you?"
"Oh Legolas", Arwen said, looking crestfallen,"I can't."
Legolas's spirit sank through the floor."Oh, all right Arwen....i....i understand. I just wanted to chat with you...but if you don't feel that we can be friends any more, it's alright.....i'll....i'll see you later."
Legolas turned to go, but Arwen stopped him."Wait Legolas!", she cried, thrusting herself in front of him."It's not because i don't want to be friends with you....it's just that...well, i've already excepted another invitation."
"Another invitation?", Legolas flickered his eyelids in puzzlement.
"Yes", Arwen replied,"Your uncle asked me to join him for dinner this evening, and i accepted."
"Perhaps another time", Legolas whispered, leaving the room, and closing the door behind him.
He walked slowly down the corridor until he found his own chamber. He went inside and locked the door. He leant against the heavy oaken door, and sank slowly to the floor. He cupped his head in his hands, and began to cry softly, his heart shattered into a million pieces.
What did you think? Part 8 up soon! Thanks for reading!
disclaimer: no, i don't own the Lord of the Rings characters (what i would give to own orlando!) i'm just borrowing them.
The sickly sweet smell stained Legolas's clothes as he lay still on the blood sodden bed, his uncle shut the door queitly behind him.
"What just happened to me?", he wept softly, terrfied his uncle would turn back, and decide to use him again."He did it....he did it again......I can never tell Arwen, not now, i will not go through that again."
Legolas sat up, the crimson sheets wrapped around his body."I must not think about it", he decided, pushing the events further into his mind."I must solve the riddle."
He fingered the tiny piece of paper he had grasped in his hand throughout the ordeal his uncle had submitted him to. He stared blankly at the words, trying to figure out their meaning, but it wasn't working, he just could not stop thinking about his uncle. Letting the paper fall to the ground, and crying softly once more, he fled to the bathroom, clutching a piece of metal that he had found lying on the chamber floor. He placed his wrist over the sink, and held a quivering hand that clutched a piece of metal over it. He lowered his hand, bracing himself for the pain.
"I cannot take it anymore!", he cried furiously,"I would rather die than let myself be abused by my own kindred."
He thrust the metal downward to his slender wrist. Then he stopped.
"I cannot do it", he whispered, dropping the metal to the floor with a clang,"I can't."
He pounded his fist against the pure marble counter in anger."Why!", he blazed, shining tears spilling down his cheeks."Why can't i release myself from my pain!"
He sank to the floor in dispair."Why.........."
He crawled into his bedroom, and picked the paper from the floor.
"You know why", he whispered to himself, trying to smile,"Arwen."
Legolas sat up slowly, and dried his bright eyes - the spark appeared there once more.
"You have to solve the riddle Legolas......you have to.......for Arwen", Legolas's conscience spoke out after so long trapped in his dormant mind.
Legolas stood, drawing back the curtains, and eying the lake outside."My life will be as that lake....i vow it upon my heart. My evil uncle shall not have Arwen.......i stake my life upon it."
He hurried downstairs, and floated outside.
"I will figure this puzzle out", he whispered into the fresh morning air"Even if it kills me."
Thandiul watched his nephew cross the courtyards, a icy smile crusted upon his lips.
"Soon Legolas", he spat,"Very soon."
He crumpled his own riddle fearcly into his hand, for he did need it no longer. He whipped round, his garments trailing behind him.
"I go to see Elrond", he said wickedly, never moving his mind from the thought of Legolas,"And afterwards.......afterwards i think it is time i paid a private visit to the elven maid........"
He cackled loudly, but it did not matter, there was no one around to hear him.
Legolas perched on a stone, barely feeling the cold that flowed between his skin and the rock.
"Tis a magical time for the elves of the wood...
Tell me it's proper name so you should."
He read the two lines aloud, trying to explore their meaning.
"What is this trying to tell me!", he pounded his fist against the rock in anger, the pain passing through his body, completely unoticed."I have to work it out.......think Legolas........think."
He sat, lost in thought, when suddenly, he was hit on the back of the head by a plank of wood that was being carried by another elf.
"So..r..r...y Prince Legolas!", the elf stammered, struggling to bow to Legolas,"It was an accident, please, humble me, for i am dreadfully sorry."
Legolas rubbed his head, and glanced up at the young elf."No need to be sorry, it was as you say, an accident. But, preytell, why are you carrying a plank of wood about the forest and house grounds my good elf?"
The elf raised the plank over his shoulder, so that it would not slip down."Do not you know sir? Why, tis for the Midsummer Eve celebration, tis when Lord Elrond's daughter Arwen shall announce her chosen suitor sir."
"Midsummer Eve?", Legolas questioned the young elf before he moved on."That is when Arwen's suitor shall be announced?"
"Yes sir", the elf edged away, his face a mixture of happyness, and fear."I do not mean to be rude to your other competitors sir, but i hope you win the tournament. I have been watching when i get the chance, and i belive you are the best one for Arwen."
Legolas smiled at the young elf, his blond hair glittering in the breeze. Legolas felt a pang of warmth at his heart...this boy reminded him of himself when he was younger.
"Thank you", Legolas smiled, as if something the elf had said had restored some of Legolas's faith."Good luck with the preparations for the festival young one, i can tell it will be magnificant."
The young elf bowed hurriedly, and sped away.
Legolas watched him run for a few seconds, but then returned to his riddle.
"I have it!", he cried joyfully,"Midsummer Eve!"
Legolas felt as though he could jump for joy, but he did dare not, for anyone could be watching.
"It fits into the first two lines.....", he murmered slowly,"But it cannot be Midsummer Eve, perhaps it is only the 'Midsummer', or the 'Eve'. At least i have made a breakthrough, i shall move on to the next two lines."
His wrist flickered once more as he flipped the poem over.
"Next comes not a vowel, but a letter from sun,
that and in your name there is only but one."
He whispered to himself, racking his brain, for word puzzles were not his best skill, he had been born an assasain, and would die an assasain.
"Well, if the letter is not a vowel, and is in the word 'sun', then it must be either an 's' or an 'n'. My name....which name.....Legolas......Greenleaf.......Prince of Mirkwood.....i have so many.......
I shall try to work out the last clue, for it in turn may give me a clue as to what letter it may be."
"Lastly we hang shining bright in the air,
And so solve my puzzle, answer if you dare."
Legolas closed his eyes in concentration, this was the last clue, if he could figure it out, surely the other two would follow.....
"A star!", he cried, the smile spreading upon his bright elven face,"Stars hang bright in the air! The last part must be 'star'!"
He grinned at the piece of paper that glinted in the sun in his hand.
"Now, let me see. If i took the first part of the riddle to be 'Midsummer', the second to be 's', and the third to be 'star', that would give me 'Midsummersstar'."
Legolas shook his head."It can't be that, it doesn't make sense, unless Elrond was talking about the star of the elves.......but Elrond would not do something like that, he is to close to home.......no, there must be another answer......."
Legolas tryed again."If i took the first word to be 'Eve', the second to be 's', and the third to be'star', that would read 'Evesstar'. That is not right either."
Legolas sighed in impatience, for he depaired that he would ever work the puzzle out. Then, he thought of something, something that definately would be a huge issue in Elrond's mind.
"The second part!", he cried,"If i changed the 's' to an 'n', then i would get 'Evenstar'. That's what the answer is, it's Evenstar!"
Legolas lept to his feet, and began to run toward the chamber of Elrond, for he was sure that he had the right answer. On the way to Elrond's chamber, he passed by Sir Jiyuer of Rivendell, who was still mulling over his puzzle. Legolas felt pity for him, he looked so confused that he was about to cry in desparaition. The Prince of Mirkwood held back his natural urge to help the poor man, for he had to reach Elrond before it was too late.
Barely out of breath, Legolas reached Elrond's door, only to find Prince Ruyston, the elf from the Grey Havens exiting from it, a happy smile placed on his face.
Upon seeing his commerades happiness, Legolas smiled to, for with his nature, he liked it when people were happy.
"Solve your riddle Ruyston?", Legolas asked cheerfully, showing his praise for the prince that was only a few months older than himself.
"Yes Legolas of Mirkwood, i did, how about you?", Ruyston glanced at Legolas excited face,"Am i to take it that you have solved yours also?"
Legolas grinned,"Yes i have......well, i think i have.......i still have to tell Elrond."
Ruyston headed off down the corridor, desperate to relax a little before the next round."Good luck my friend."
"Thanks", Legolas gullped as he knocked Elrond's door softly. He was in much awe of the older elf, he was desperate to do things right, for he knew that Elrond considered him to be the least worthy candidate, although Legolas knew not why.
"Come in!", Elrond said sharply.
Legolas breathed slowly, and creaked open the door. He shut it carefully behind him, grasping his piece of paper tightly in his fist.
"Ah. Prince Legolas", Elrond put away his quill pen in a nearby drawer."I asume you have come to tell me about your riddle. Correct?"
Legolas could only nod.
"You do realise that once you have given me an answer, that is your final one. As you are the third person to come to me, if you get the riddle wrong, it means the fourth person is automatically through to the next round. Do you understand this Legolas?"
Legolas nodded shakily, his silky blond hair fluttering around his face.
"Then, tell me your answer Legolas Greenleaf. What is the answer to your riddle?", Elrond sat in silence, completely still, as Legolas struggled to move his lips apart.
"Evenstar", Legolas mumbled, ashamed that the confidence he had entered the room with had been completely disposed of by the elder elf.
"Evenstar?", Elrond said slowly, frowning at the young elf.
Legolas hung his head, now having second thoughts about the answer......perhaps he should have thought more carefully.......perhaps his other answers had been right........
All of a sudden, he wished he could take back what he had said, but it was too late now, everything was riding on this.
Legolas squeezed his eyes shut, praying, praying that his answer was......
"Correct", Elrond smiled at the elf, pleased that he had worked out his riddle.
Legolas's eyes flew open."I...i got it right?!"
"Indeed Prince Legolas, you did", Elrond took up his quill again,"If you'll excuse me, i must call for Sir Jiyuer, he has played his part in the tournament. I will inform you when the third round shall begin. You may leave Legolas."
Legolas left Elrond's chamber, feeling happier than he had ever done in his life. He was almost there......only one round left.......then it was up to Arwen.
"That's what i should do!", he exclaimed,"I should ask Arwen to have dinner with me, i must tell her of my happiness, and also, i desire to talk with her over Aragorn."
Legolas sped down the passage, his heart filled with glee.
While Legolas had been solving his riddle, Thandiul had not been idle. He had been to see the elf maiden. He knocked softly on her chamber door.
"Come in!", Arwen called back quietly, for she hoped it was Legolas.
Thandiul entered the chamber, smiling at Arwen.
Arwen's face fell, but she quickly smiled again."Hello Thandiul, what brings you to see me?"
Thandiul had seen the flicker of disapointment in her eyes, and he knew she cared more for Legolas than she did for him.
"Not matter", he thought wickedly,"That shall change in time."
"My lady Arwen!", he said with fake astonishment,"Why, why are you in here, and not outside in the beautiful gardens?"
Arwen sighed."I have many things to do", she replied wistfully,"I am so busy today, i have not time for a stroll in the garden, although my heart much desires it."
Thandiul stepped closer to Arwen."You must let me make amends to that my lady, be my guest at dinner tonight. Do me the pleasure of dining with me."
Arwen saw nothing but a kind, charming elf, and began to warm to him immediatly.
"Well........when you put it that way.........", she said slowly, noticing the delight in Thandiul's eyes,"How can i refuse?"
Thandiul bowed before the lady to conceal the wickedness in his eyes."Excellent my lady, i will meet with you at the top of the marble stairway, just after the setting of the sun."
Arwen nodded as Thandiul left her chamber."Until then", she called happily.
Thandiul closed the door quietly, and looked out into the sky, the malice in his eyes glittering black under the soft light of the candles.
"Every thing is going according to plan", he whispered,"Tis almost time.......the elf maiden, and everything she stands for will be mine."
Legolas sprang up the stairs, and turned the handle of Arwen's room door. He skipped inside her chamber, blissfully unaware of what he'd just done.
"Legolas!", Arwen cried, holding a garment over her top half,"I did not hear you knock!"
Legolas turned away, his cheeks flushing rose."I am sorry Arwen, i just wanted to tell you something."
Arwen quicly pulled on some clothes, and moved closer to Legolas."Yes?"
Legolas continued to blush as Arwen's sweet smell grew closer to him."I...i...i..solved the riddle!", he blurted out,"And, well....well..i was so happy that i came to ask if you would have dinner with me tonight. Would you?"
"Oh Legolas", Arwen said, looking crestfallen,"I can't."
Legolas's spirit sank through the floor."Oh, all right Arwen....i....i understand. I just wanted to chat with you...but if you don't feel that we can be friends any more, it's alright.....i'll....i'll see you later."
Legolas turned to go, but Arwen stopped him."Wait Legolas!", she cried, thrusting herself in front of him."It's not because i don't want to be friends with you....it's just that...well, i've already excepted another invitation."
"Another invitation?", Legolas flickered his eyelids in puzzlement.
"Yes", Arwen replied,"Your uncle asked me to join him for dinner this evening, and i accepted."
"Perhaps another time", Legolas whispered, leaving the room, and closing the door behind him.
He walked slowly down the corridor until he found his own chamber. He went inside and locked the door. He leant against the heavy oaken door, and sank slowly to the floor. He cupped his head in his hands, and began to cry softly, his heart shattered into a million pieces.
What did you think? Part 8 up soon! Thanks for reading!