Part VII :
~Legolas~
I was sitting on a tree when I caught Estella crying. It was the first time of my life I saw her in tears. I knew she must be in great sorrow for she didn't shed tears easily. Estella didn't seem to notice me so I let her cried.
It was very painful to see her cry. I would gave everything I could to stop her crying. She was such a nice girl, giving her life to heal people in need, but who would heal her broken hearted? I kept sitting, unmoving until a squirel jumped on the tree I was perching and shook the leaves.
"Who is it?" Estella was alarmed. She held her sword tightly.
Her keen Elven eyes spotted me grinning on the tree. She surely didn't look happy to see me.
"What are you doing here? Are you spying on me?" she spoke to me indignantly with her brows frowned.
"I am sorry. I don't mean to surprise you or spy on you. I was sitting here meditating the beauty of this wood when suddenly I saw you coming."
She fixed her eyes on me as if searching for any lie I might tell her. She could be very unkind if she wanted to, and that character often drove her to many difficulties with another Elves. Finally she was convinced that I told the truth. She wiped out tears in her eyes and let out a deep breath.
I jumped across and sat beside her. "Whats bothering you mellonim? I am all ears if you want to talk." I spoke to her kindly. I tried to embrace her but she refused.
There was a deep silent between us as we sat together. She had managed to hold her tears and gazing beyond the sky. I didn't push her, knowing it would only bring more harm than good. She would speak by her time.
"Glorfindel wants to marry me. I am leaving to Lothlorien with him next week and he will ask my hand from my mother." She broke the silence. Her tone was neutral.
It took me few minutes before I comprehend her words. "This can't be! " I finally exclaimed, totally shocked.
"Yes, it can be. Why not? " Her tone still neutral, as if she was dreaming.
My heart sank. I didn't know what to say or what to think. I surely didn't want to loose her. I surely didn't want her to marry someone else.
"Could you just refuse the bethrotal?"
" I'll try to talk to Mother. But I cannot refuse if Mother wants me to marry him."
Suddenly I grab her hands and said," Marry me."
~Estella~
I looked at his deep blue eyes in surprised. He really meant it and I knew.
"No, I cant."
"Why not?" He kept grabbing my hands. He tried to made an eye contact with me but I avoided his eyes. I couldn't stand the loving gaze that shimmered out of his beautiful blue eyes.
"Because I have decided long ago I would never marry you." It took every determination from myself to speak it out because I knew the consequnces. It would cease all hope for our love.
He looked more puzzled than taken aback. " You do? But why?"
I sighed and answered," First of all, I am a healer. My work is my life. I don't have time for romance or if I am getting married, take care of children and husband. I wont make a good wife for you. Second, I don't like being imprisoned in marriage. Third, and most important," I paused.
"What?"
"I don't want to sail away. Middle Earth is my homeland and I shall devoted my life as a healer for the welfare of its inhabitant forever.
He finally understood. We had a talk about the sea and how he longed to sail away. I knew the call of the sea flowed in his blood, in every vein in his body. It was too strong to be denied or controlled. I understood the feeling all too well. I had seen the sea and I had felt the lure. The only thing that kept me from going away was my path as a healer. Mother told me that Elves whom the sea had called could never escape from its persuassion, unless the sea was not the strongest calling in his/her life. My calling as a healer had conquered my deep passion to sail, but it wasn't an easy battle.
~Legolas~
I was sitting on a tree when I caught Estella crying. It was the first time of my life I saw her in tears. I knew she must be in great sorrow for she didn't shed tears easily. Estella didn't seem to notice me so I let her cried.
It was very painful to see her cry. I would gave everything I could to stop her crying. She was such a nice girl, giving her life to heal people in need, but who would heal her broken hearted? I kept sitting, unmoving until a squirel jumped on the tree I was perching and shook the leaves.
"Who is it?" Estella was alarmed. She held her sword tightly.
Her keen Elven eyes spotted me grinning on the tree. She surely didn't look happy to see me.
"What are you doing here? Are you spying on me?" she spoke to me indignantly with her brows frowned.
"I am sorry. I don't mean to surprise you or spy on you. I was sitting here meditating the beauty of this wood when suddenly I saw you coming."
She fixed her eyes on me as if searching for any lie I might tell her. She could be very unkind if she wanted to, and that character often drove her to many difficulties with another Elves. Finally she was convinced that I told the truth. She wiped out tears in her eyes and let out a deep breath.
I jumped across and sat beside her. "Whats bothering you mellonim? I am all ears if you want to talk." I spoke to her kindly. I tried to embrace her but she refused.
There was a deep silent between us as we sat together. She had managed to hold her tears and gazing beyond the sky. I didn't push her, knowing it would only bring more harm than good. She would speak by her time.
"Glorfindel wants to marry me. I am leaving to Lothlorien with him next week and he will ask my hand from my mother." She broke the silence. Her tone was neutral.
It took me few minutes before I comprehend her words. "This can't be! " I finally exclaimed, totally shocked.
"Yes, it can be. Why not? " Her tone still neutral, as if she was dreaming.
My heart sank. I didn't know what to say or what to think. I surely didn't want to loose her. I surely didn't want her to marry someone else.
"Could you just refuse the bethrotal?"
" I'll try to talk to Mother. But I cannot refuse if Mother wants me to marry him."
Suddenly I grab her hands and said," Marry me."
~Estella~
I looked at his deep blue eyes in surprised. He really meant it and I knew.
"No, I cant."
"Why not?" He kept grabbing my hands. He tried to made an eye contact with me but I avoided his eyes. I couldn't stand the loving gaze that shimmered out of his beautiful blue eyes.
"Because I have decided long ago I would never marry you." It took every determination from myself to speak it out because I knew the consequnces. It would cease all hope for our love.
He looked more puzzled than taken aback. " You do? But why?"
I sighed and answered," First of all, I am a healer. My work is my life. I don't have time for romance or if I am getting married, take care of children and husband. I wont make a good wife for you. Second, I don't like being imprisoned in marriage. Third, and most important," I paused.
"What?"
"I don't want to sail away. Middle Earth is my homeland and I shall devoted my life as a healer for the welfare of its inhabitant forever.
He finally understood. We had a talk about the sea and how he longed to sail away. I knew the call of the sea flowed in his blood, in every vein in his body. It was too strong to be denied or controlled. I understood the feeling all too well. I had seen the sea and I had felt the lure. The only thing that kept me from going away was my path as a healer. Mother told me that Elves whom the sea had called could never escape from its persuassion, unless the sea was not the strongest calling in his/her life. My calling as a healer had conquered my deep passion to sail, but it wasn't an easy battle.