Disclaimer: All character, but Estella belongs to Tolkien. Estella is mine.
My Mary sue and a picture of a perfect girl.
A/N : Thanks for those who reviews. You don't know how I appreciate them * tears *. To be honest, I almost stop writing this fic, but you guys make me write more and more. So, do you want me to finish it sweetly? Give me long reviews.
Part X: The Accident
~Estella~
Part I
I entered the Hall to grab a goblet of wine before going out again. I didn't like Feast after all; I just came to please Legolas. The Hall was too crowded and I needed to clear my mind so I went to the waterfall alone to find solitude I desperately needed.
"Estella!" I heard someone called me and turned back. It was Lord Elrond.
"Yes?"
"I saw you slipping away from the Feast. Anything wrong, Estella?" his voice was soft and full of concerned. Lord Elrond had always kind to me, teaching me with patience and fatherly kind of love. I respected him beyond anyone, except my foster parents.
"Nothing, my Lord. I just need some peace. Crowds make me feel uneasy."
Elrond looked at me and smiled. "You are very beautiful tonight, my child. You remind me of my beloved wife." I could sense a slight sadness and longing in his voice. I knew he loved his wife with all his heart and soul. The departure of Celebrian to the West had left sorrow in many people, mostly her husband.
I smiled politely, "Thank you."
"Glorfindel told me he cancelled his wish to court you. He said you have rejected his proposal."
Oh no. I was speechless. I knew Lord Elrond and Glorfindel were good friends. What did he think about me, breaking the heart of his bestfriend?
He seemed to notice my uneasiness. "Don't worry, Estella. I am not angry. I don't forbid Arwen, my beloved daughter, to give up her immortality for Estel. Why would I get upset to you for choosing your own destiny? " His kind and unyielding tone soothed me.
"I am not blaming you for rejecting marriage with someone you don't love. In fact, I know you will not agree. But what about Legolas? I know he loves you, and so do you."
"He will sail to the West soon. The sea has called him, my Lord. I cannot leave Middle Earth for I still feel that I am needed here. I know you understand, my Lord. For you too have stayed for Middle Earth." I replied.
He sighed. "Aye, Estella. I do understand. Maybe I understand this misery too much. That's why I am concern about you. Are you sure you want to endure this pain of loneliness?"
"Yes." I said. I met his eyes with my most determined gazed. No doubt was in my voice, but in my heart I started to question myself if I have the strength to live all my immortality alone.
"Very well then." He headed toward the Hall again, but suddenly he turned back again, facing me. "I almost forget to tell you Estella. Since you don't go to Lorien with Glorfindel, you can take charge of the Healing House again. I will attend Arwen's wedding in Minas Tritith next week. I wish to bring you, but I need someone I can trust to take care of Healing House."
I smiled, "I will take the responsibility gratefully, my Lord. Don't worry. I can go and see Arwen and Estel later on."
He smiled. " Estel and Estella. What a coincidence to have two children with same name."
Part II
A week after the Feast, many of Elves went to Minas Titrith, attending Arwen and Aragorn's wedding. Almost all Royal Family joined Lord Elrond to the wedding, save for few who ruled Rivendell while Elrond gone.
I took charge in Healing House again which formerly was the Last Homely House. I didn't have to work as hard as before as patients lessened, so I got more time for myself which I used to read or traveled with Eryn.
As I worked, I noticed very soon that somehow somewhat my co-workers, especially the females loathed me more than before. They didn't rebel or challenge my commands or such a thing they used to do, but every time I looked into their eyes, loath and disgust were there. I was really puzzled and angry, but I kept my feeling and worked as if nothing happened. Little that I knew that my insignificant mischief during the Feast played a part of my own destruction.
I walked alone to find consolation and solitude in the woods when I heard someone sobbing. I approached the sound carefully and found one of my co- workers, Melani was there, crying and sobbing. She didn't notice me coming for she was too preoccupied by her sorrow.
"Melani? Is something wrong?"
She turned and saw me. To my surprise, her eyes flamed with hatred and anger. She looked at me with utmost contempt and bitterness.
"What are you doing here? Are you spying on me? Trying to find my weakness so you can use it against me? Rejoice over my anguish?" Her voice and words were harsh and it made me angry.
"What are you talking about? Who spy you? I heard someone cried, I thought someone get hurt or something so I came and check." I raised my voice.
"Yea, the altruistic Estella. Living only to help others." She laughed bitterly.
Hearing her bitter laughter and noticing the sorrow in her eyes, I forced myself to stay calm. My voice soften as I spoke to her, " What is it that troubles you, melamin? Can I help you?"
"You are not going to call me melammin. What is my problem? My problem is you! Perfect Princess from Lorien who steals everyones heart. The kindhearted, self sacrificing Estella. Only few who really know who you are. And if they do, maybe they wont regard you so high anymore."
I tried to remain calm and it took all my determination to do that for holding my temper was not something I accustomed to do. But this time, I could sense something different, so I kept my voice low. "Have I done something wrong to you? Please forgive me if I loose my temper sometimes. My work and my responsibility often put me under a lot of stress."
"Is it your temper that make you so evil? Nay, it isn't. It is your self centeredness, your pride of being the best of all maiden –Elves, the one who could steal every man's heart and break it. And I hate you for that."
"I never feel that way." I was annoyed. What was she heading to? Why should I even care for her?
"Never? Never in your whole life you think how you might hurt others? Have you ever considered the feeling of a broken heart girl? Not even when you toy their jealousy for your pleasure? To show off how you have robbed the thing she desires most? "
"What exactly are you talking about? " I raised my voice. My anger had beaten up my sympathy or concern. But I was curious enough to keep asking.
"You KNOW I love Legolas. But you mocked my feeling!"
"Me? Mocking your feeling? When? " I asked, but then suddenly the answer was clear to me. I remembered the Feast. While I was dancing with Legolas, I approached Melani and her friends on purpose, just to tease them, to burn their jealousy even more. I knew not that Melani was truly in love with him and how my behavior affected her. I felt guilty.
"I am sorry Melani." I finally said with a soft tone. I really meant it. I seldom considered the feeling of others. Maybe that's why my other co- workers were so angry with me, they knew I broke Melani's heart. I thought silently.
"Sorry? Sorry for what? Legolas loves you, not me. I am no one. I am just a servant girl, an Elf with low status and no beauty. " Her voice softened, but still filled with bitterness.
"You are beautiful indeed, Melani." I tried to comfort her, but without success.
Tears started to well up in her eyes again. She sank her face to her hands and sob. "No. I am no one. Legolas will never pay attention to me, let alone love me."
I didn't know what to say. I couldn't deny that the chance was slim Legolas would ever fall in love with her. She was a beautiful Elf, even though she denied it, but I knew she wasn't Legolas' type. I stood there silently for a while.
"I better die." She wailed and sobbed.
"Please don't. This is not the end of everything. Perhaps you can find love again and happy." Comforting a broken heart maiden was something I never did. I had broken hearted, but they never made me despair, I always had so many reasons to keep on going.
"I would die. Yes, I would. I don't want to die painfully. I want to end this misery now! " She screamed.
With that words she ran toward a ravine a few paces on her left. Shocked by her actions, I knew she intended to throw herself into it, ending her life.
"No!!" I yelled. I ran to her as fast as I could and I grabbed her waist just in time before she fell from the cliff. But as I threw her body to my side, I lost my balance. My feet slipped and I felt myself falling to the deep abyss.
Then everything went dark.
Don't worry. I wont kill her. Not yet. LOL. But what happened after she fell? No easy solution for I want interesting story. She will suffer a lot !
I really appreciate if you guys give me idea for the story though. Give me review pls!!!!! Reviews help me write quicker.
A/N : Thanks for those who reviews. You don't know how I appreciate them * tears *. To be honest, I almost stop writing this fic, but you guys make me write more and more. So, do you want me to finish it sweetly? Give me long reviews.
Part X: The Accident
~Estella~
Part I
I entered the Hall to grab a goblet of wine before going out again. I didn't like Feast after all; I just came to please Legolas. The Hall was too crowded and I needed to clear my mind so I went to the waterfall alone to find solitude I desperately needed.
"Estella!" I heard someone called me and turned back. It was Lord Elrond.
"Yes?"
"I saw you slipping away from the Feast. Anything wrong, Estella?" his voice was soft and full of concerned. Lord Elrond had always kind to me, teaching me with patience and fatherly kind of love. I respected him beyond anyone, except my foster parents.
"Nothing, my Lord. I just need some peace. Crowds make me feel uneasy."
Elrond looked at me and smiled. "You are very beautiful tonight, my child. You remind me of my beloved wife." I could sense a slight sadness and longing in his voice. I knew he loved his wife with all his heart and soul. The departure of Celebrian to the West had left sorrow in many people, mostly her husband.
I smiled politely, "Thank you."
"Glorfindel told me he cancelled his wish to court you. He said you have rejected his proposal."
Oh no. I was speechless. I knew Lord Elrond and Glorfindel were good friends. What did he think about me, breaking the heart of his bestfriend?
He seemed to notice my uneasiness. "Don't worry, Estella. I am not angry. I don't forbid Arwen, my beloved daughter, to give up her immortality for Estel. Why would I get upset to you for choosing your own destiny? " His kind and unyielding tone soothed me.
"I am not blaming you for rejecting marriage with someone you don't love. In fact, I know you will not agree. But what about Legolas? I know he loves you, and so do you."
"He will sail to the West soon. The sea has called him, my Lord. I cannot leave Middle Earth for I still feel that I am needed here. I know you understand, my Lord. For you too have stayed for Middle Earth." I replied.
He sighed. "Aye, Estella. I do understand. Maybe I understand this misery too much. That's why I am concern about you. Are you sure you want to endure this pain of loneliness?"
"Yes." I said. I met his eyes with my most determined gazed. No doubt was in my voice, but in my heart I started to question myself if I have the strength to live all my immortality alone.
"Very well then." He headed toward the Hall again, but suddenly he turned back again, facing me. "I almost forget to tell you Estella. Since you don't go to Lorien with Glorfindel, you can take charge of the Healing House again. I will attend Arwen's wedding in Minas Tritith next week. I wish to bring you, but I need someone I can trust to take care of Healing House."
I smiled, "I will take the responsibility gratefully, my Lord. Don't worry. I can go and see Arwen and Estel later on."
He smiled. " Estel and Estella. What a coincidence to have two children with same name."
Part II
A week after the Feast, many of Elves went to Minas Titrith, attending Arwen and Aragorn's wedding. Almost all Royal Family joined Lord Elrond to the wedding, save for few who ruled Rivendell while Elrond gone.
I took charge in Healing House again which formerly was the Last Homely House. I didn't have to work as hard as before as patients lessened, so I got more time for myself which I used to read or traveled with Eryn.
As I worked, I noticed very soon that somehow somewhat my co-workers, especially the females loathed me more than before. They didn't rebel or challenge my commands or such a thing they used to do, but every time I looked into their eyes, loath and disgust were there. I was really puzzled and angry, but I kept my feeling and worked as if nothing happened. Little that I knew that my insignificant mischief during the Feast played a part of my own destruction.
I walked alone to find consolation and solitude in the woods when I heard someone sobbing. I approached the sound carefully and found one of my co- workers, Melani was there, crying and sobbing. She didn't notice me coming for she was too preoccupied by her sorrow.
"Melani? Is something wrong?"
She turned and saw me. To my surprise, her eyes flamed with hatred and anger. She looked at me with utmost contempt and bitterness.
"What are you doing here? Are you spying on me? Trying to find my weakness so you can use it against me? Rejoice over my anguish?" Her voice and words were harsh and it made me angry.
"What are you talking about? Who spy you? I heard someone cried, I thought someone get hurt or something so I came and check." I raised my voice.
"Yea, the altruistic Estella. Living only to help others." She laughed bitterly.
Hearing her bitter laughter and noticing the sorrow in her eyes, I forced myself to stay calm. My voice soften as I spoke to her, " What is it that troubles you, melamin? Can I help you?"
"You are not going to call me melammin. What is my problem? My problem is you! Perfect Princess from Lorien who steals everyones heart. The kindhearted, self sacrificing Estella. Only few who really know who you are. And if they do, maybe they wont regard you so high anymore."
I tried to remain calm and it took all my determination to do that for holding my temper was not something I accustomed to do. But this time, I could sense something different, so I kept my voice low. "Have I done something wrong to you? Please forgive me if I loose my temper sometimes. My work and my responsibility often put me under a lot of stress."
"Is it your temper that make you so evil? Nay, it isn't. It is your self centeredness, your pride of being the best of all maiden –Elves, the one who could steal every man's heart and break it. And I hate you for that."
"I never feel that way." I was annoyed. What was she heading to? Why should I even care for her?
"Never? Never in your whole life you think how you might hurt others? Have you ever considered the feeling of a broken heart girl? Not even when you toy their jealousy for your pleasure? To show off how you have robbed the thing she desires most? "
"What exactly are you talking about? " I raised my voice. My anger had beaten up my sympathy or concern. But I was curious enough to keep asking.
"You KNOW I love Legolas. But you mocked my feeling!"
"Me? Mocking your feeling? When? " I asked, but then suddenly the answer was clear to me. I remembered the Feast. While I was dancing with Legolas, I approached Melani and her friends on purpose, just to tease them, to burn their jealousy even more. I knew not that Melani was truly in love with him and how my behavior affected her. I felt guilty.
"I am sorry Melani." I finally said with a soft tone. I really meant it. I seldom considered the feeling of others. Maybe that's why my other co- workers were so angry with me, they knew I broke Melani's heart. I thought silently.
"Sorry? Sorry for what? Legolas loves you, not me. I am no one. I am just a servant girl, an Elf with low status and no beauty. " Her voice softened, but still filled with bitterness.
"You are beautiful indeed, Melani." I tried to comfort her, but without success.
Tears started to well up in her eyes again. She sank her face to her hands and sob. "No. I am no one. Legolas will never pay attention to me, let alone love me."
I didn't know what to say. I couldn't deny that the chance was slim Legolas would ever fall in love with her. She was a beautiful Elf, even though she denied it, but I knew she wasn't Legolas' type. I stood there silently for a while.
"I better die." She wailed and sobbed.
"Please don't. This is not the end of everything. Perhaps you can find love again and happy." Comforting a broken heart maiden was something I never did. I had broken hearted, but they never made me despair, I always had so many reasons to keep on going.
"I would die. Yes, I would. I don't want to die painfully. I want to end this misery now! " She screamed.
With that words she ran toward a ravine a few paces on her left. Shocked by her actions, I knew she intended to throw herself into it, ending her life.
"No!!" I yelled. I ran to her as fast as I could and I grabbed her waist just in time before she fell from the cliff. But as I threw her body to my side, I lost my balance. My feet slipped and I felt myself falling to the deep abyss.
Then everything went dark.
Don't worry. I wont kill her. Not yet. LOL. But what happened after she fell? No easy solution for I want interesting story. She will suffer a lot !
I really appreciate if you guys give me idea for the story though. Give me review pls!!!!! Reviews help me write quicker.