Tears In Heaven
Chapter Ten: Taking up Arms
(Author: Jennzah)
Jairah stood in her room, thinking about what David had said about the soul binding, and then about Reighn.
While she thought she was preparing for the trip. A knock had come on her and her husband's door, when David had come to explain things to them, and there had been no time for her to properly dress herself for that. There really had been no time for her to properly dress herself when David had shown up, as she and Legolas had been laying in their bed quietly, sharing kisses after their love making had commenced.
Now she looked around the room. Elrond's people had brought her a new dress, one like the one she'd worn on her trip to Mordor, though that one had been given to her in Lothlorien, the ones that felt like air next to her skin, that made it easy for her to move in it, for her to fight.
She closed her eyes when she thought of the fighting, it gave her a bit of a fright. She'd not had to do it in so long, but she didnt think her skills had died any. She opened her eyes and looked at herself squarely in the mirror. Her amber eyes were clear, and the dark blue dress she wore fit her nicely. All that was left was her hair, and her weapons.
After pulling the front of her hair away from her face, and braiding it back into the rest of her hair, she walked over to where her bow sat, and picked it up gingerly. It had been a long time since she'd strung it, or even needed to use it. It had not been originally hers, this bow. It had belonged to Legolas, which was why it served her so well. It had been made from a bough in Mirkwood, years upon years ago, and had been given to her when her lover had recieved a new bow in Lothlorien, one strung with her very own hair.
Onto her back the bow went, along with her quiver, which felt strange after all these years, yet very familiar. Then came the sword, the beautiful, silver sword that once had belonged to her father.
It was laying on a table, opposite the bed. Jairah had left it here, in Rivendell, when she'd left it many years ago. Elrond had put it in a display, for Sandros had been a friend of his. Jairah had intended to take it to Mirkwood, and leave it there, but something had stopped her.
She walked over to it, but could not pick it up. She stared at the mahogony handle, etched in gold and silver, and then at the blade itself, which had been engraved in the language of the silver elves. it said simply, on it "calad jairah", which meant "the light of Jairah". her father had named this sword for her.
she remained staring at it for several seconds before a hand closed around the handle and lifted it. She looked up, and saw her husband standing there, looking at the beautiful silver blade.
"Such a pretty thing," he said. "I know why your father had it named for you." he looked at her and smiled, and handed it to her. She grasped the blade fiercely, and then put it at her side, and looked at Legolas, quietly, as she pulled the last thing off the table, a small, silver dagger, that had been a gift from Thranduil, her surrogate father, many years ago. This she handed to Legolas.
"Take this," she said. "I want you to have it." He seemed reluctant to take it, because it had been a gift from his father to her, but then as he looked at her he understood why she wanted him to have it. It was the same blade that she'd opened up their hands with, and combined them with blood.
She nodded, then moved to embrace him. "I will not lie, and say i am not afraid, my love" she said. "Because i am horribly afraid. But i am glad you will be there with me."
They drew away from eachother, and he kissed her on the forehead. "I would not be anywhere else."
Then they went to find David, who was waiting for them outside of their room, in fact. He'd heard what they'd said.
"It is time," he said, and walked with them to where Gandalf stood, in the circle of the council area, his eyes closed. Only Boromir was not present.
"He is saying goodbye to Rhia," David explained. The child was to stay in Rivendell, where she would be safe, under Elrond's care. And so they waited for the arrival of Boromir.