Chapter three – And so it begins
The next day, Kariel slowly came awake, and recalled her dream. She argued to herself, it was nothing to be frightened of, she believed in Karma, always had. And she knew somehow that her past life as an elf, one that had loved an elven Prince, was true. How to explain it?
She swung her legs over her bed and sat there for a moment contemplating it all, something furry crawled around her legs. Looking down she spied her fuzz ball of a cat.
"Gimli, hungry are you?" she picked him up and took him with her to the kitchen to feed, both herself and the cat.
While the kettle boiled she contemplated once again, she had been doing a lot of that lately. She swung her blonde hair over her shoulder and began to play with it.
She switched her kettle off and settled down for a cup of black coffee, strong.
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Dorian was already in class, he didn't see her when she arrived. But she leant down, and her soft sweet perfume wafted over him, drawing his attention to her slender neck, and then he let his eyes wander up to meet her sapphire eyes. But for one moment his eyes had stayed on her luscious red lips, so full and so tempting.
Kariel had spotted his dark head as soon as she had walked into class, if he was who she thought he was then no one would keep them apart in this life. She wasn't being selfish, she had loved Dorian in a past life so much that she had died of grief, and ceased to exist. She hadn't known what had happened to him after her death, if he had found out. She would dwell into that later. Besides, he attracted her, and made her feel like the only woman on this planet, and she felt that this was right. So she leant down to speak to him…
"Good Morning Dorian" she whispered softly so as to not disturb anyone else in class and also so no one else would overhear her.
He smiled and it took her breath away.
"Good Morning to you Kariel, I thought about you all night". He snuck in telling her that, he didn't know how she would take that.
"I dreamt of Legolas again last night, and he told me his real name". She laid a hand on his arm. She swung her blonde hair over her shoulder so that a silver curtain fell over, and hid their faces from the class.
He held his breath silently.
How he had loved touching her hair, the sun glinting off it, and her eyes like sapphires at dusk, they spent every afternoon like this, afraid that it would all end someday, she wasn't of his realm, and his father had forbad any union outside of Mirkwood, she was of Lorien, and she also was betrothed to another, some one she didn't love, like he was also promised to join with another maiden, but he had always loved her since he had first seen her at a council, and now, they were lovers.
He shook his head, to clear it, was that a vision? Funny how he had a lot of them lately in the last 24 hours since he had met Kariel. If he ever had another one, he would make a point of looking into something that reflected, so he could see what he had looked like then.
"Are you alright Dorian?" she asked softly looking over at their teacher, class was about to start.
"Fine, I've been having visions since meeting you". He said softly.
"Bad ones? I do apologize". She said touching his arm once more.
"No please, they are good ones, it's just weird that's all, maybe we can talk later?"
She nodded and then took her seat in front of him.
She was sitting underneath the park tree, just about the only what 5th one in the college's local park. She didn't see him settle beside her, but she felt comforted by his presence.
"Really I am sorry if ever since I met you, you've been plagued by things that have never happened to you before" she said softly, she looked at him. He met her gaze, his eyes, so much they looked like his.
"Please Kariel, don't give it another thought, as I told you, I believe in Karma too, and it catches up with us sooner or later, though I prefer it sooner than later". He added grinning.
"Why?"
"do you need to ask?, these visions?, they are of what might be true love, and I don't want to miss out on it in this life, if something went wrong in that life, and I couldn't have her because of politics, then nothing is going to stop me in this life from having her, from loving her, for all eternity". Her eyes misted with tears.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"You, you're not like other guys, you're so – different for lack of a better word". He smiled softly.
"And you, Kariel, are not like other women I have met, your not superficial, your strong, intelligent, you're wise, beautiful, and I want to say something to you"
"Go on". His hands found hers and he held them close to his heart. Like Dorian used to do then in the past, when he was about to say something close to his heart.
"Would it be awful of me to say that I want to spend the rest of my life with you? that I feel that you are the woman of my visions?, the one I lost?" she looked at his chest, she didn't know why she did that, if anything she should be looking into his eyes.
And it was then that she noticed a scar, he wore a white shirt that accentuated his dark hair and dark eyes. And it was opened by a few buttons enough so she could see the scar.
She touched it.
"What happened here?"
"That old thing? I don't know, I've always had it, born with it so I'm told, glad too, its on top of my heart, I wouldn't have survived it had it been real". She met his eyes.
"Dorian, I don't know what to say, yes?" he smiled tentatively.
"Yes?"
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you too, your him, he had your name, or you have his name here in this life"
He pulled her up and grabbed her and swung her around all the while yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Yes!!!!" she laughed, and then he settled her back onto her feet, held her face with his two hands and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him to never let him go.
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"My prince, I bear bad news for you". An elven messenger faced him but avoided looking into his eyes.
"Not now, we are in the middle of war, can you not see the Orcs?" Dorian had to duck to stop being cleaved with a stray ax. He looked around and could still see the messenger, waiting. Funny how nothing seemed to touch him.
"Very well what is it?" he had lost his jovial mood ever since he had said goodbye to Kariel his beloved of a thousand lifetimes.
"A message from Lorien sire, Galadriel sends it, with much grief, it's the Lady Kariel, and she died at dawn".
Dorian spun around and grabbed the messenger by his collar. So unusual, elves rarely displayed anger this way.
"She's dead?"
"Yes my lord"
"How?"
"Grief my lord, she died because she lost her mate, she was due to be joined this morning with Calabred, he is distraught also at this, though no one understands or knows whom it was she had already mated with, but Galadriel knew it would end like this, it was foreseen she said, Kariel died from grief".
Dorian ceased to hear the war around him, his beloved Kariel was dead, because of him, because of his father, because of politics, Lorien had accepted him as one of their own, but it was Mirkwood that had forbidden it.
A sharp pain entered his chest; he looked down and saw an arrow protruding it, his blonde hair tinted with his own blood, his sharp features grimacing from the pain.
So be it, he would join her, and in spirit at least they would be together. He fell to the ground, dead.
The Prince Elf of Mirkwood was dead.
And the war around him continued.
Dorian sat up, he was sweating, and he looked around him and tried to refocus on where he was. He heard a murmur and looked down beside him. Blonde hair, pale porcelain skin.
Kariel.
He laid back down.
He was that Prince Elf, in his pain of having received news that the only maiden he would ever love was dead, because she couldn't live without him, he had laid down his sword, and blocked everything out, and he didn't see it happening.
That arrow, fired from afar. It couldn't have ended better, he surmised.
He turned onto his side and caressed her face. She opened her eyes and met his.
"I know how I got this scar". Her eyes widened more.
"How?"
He told her of his dream.
"And now I do truly believe that fate has brought us together". He ended softly.
She laid her head on his chest.
"Dorian, I love you, I know we've only known each other a few weeks, but I feel it"
He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tightly to his body.
"I will love you for all eternity mellonamin"
She looked at him.
"You used the elvish word for beloved" he looked down at her.
"And so I did, I must have brought that with me too" she reached up and kissed him, which led to more.
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The next day, Kariel slowly came awake, and recalled her dream. She argued to herself, it was nothing to be frightened of, she believed in Karma, always had. And she knew somehow that her past life as an elf, one that had loved an elven Prince, was true. How to explain it?
She swung her legs over her bed and sat there for a moment contemplating it all, something furry crawled around her legs. Looking down she spied her fuzz ball of a cat.
"Gimli, hungry are you?" she picked him up and took him with her to the kitchen to feed, both herself and the cat.
While the kettle boiled she contemplated once again, she had been doing a lot of that lately. She swung her blonde hair over her shoulder and began to play with it.
She switched her kettle off and settled down for a cup of black coffee, strong.
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Dorian was already in class, he didn't see her when she arrived. But she leant down, and her soft sweet perfume wafted over him, drawing his attention to her slender neck, and then he let his eyes wander up to meet her sapphire eyes. But for one moment his eyes had stayed on her luscious red lips, so full and so tempting.
Kariel had spotted his dark head as soon as she had walked into class, if he was who she thought he was then no one would keep them apart in this life. She wasn't being selfish, she had loved Dorian in a past life so much that she had died of grief, and ceased to exist. She hadn't known what had happened to him after her death, if he had found out. She would dwell into that later. Besides, he attracted her, and made her feel like the only woman on this planet, and she felt that this was right. So she leant down to speak to him…
"Good Morning Dorian" she whispered softly so as to not disturb anyone else in class and also so no one else would overhear her.
He smiled and it took her breath away.
"Good Morning to you Kariel, I thought about you all night". He snuck in telling her that, he didn't know how she would take that.
"I dreamt of Legolas again last night, and he told me his real name". She laid a hand on his arm. She swung her blonde hair over her shoulder so that a silver curtain fell over, and hid their faces from the class.
He held his breath silently.
How he had loved touching her hair, the sun glinting off it, and her eyes like sapphires at dusk, they spent every afternoon like this, afraid that it would all end someday, she wasn't of his realm, and his father had forbad any union outside of Mirkwood, she was of Lorien, and she also was betrothed to another, some one she didn't love, like he was also promised to join with another maiden, but he had always loved her since he had first seen her at a council, and now, they were lovers.
He shook his head, to clear it, was that a vision? Funny how he had a lot of them lately in the last 24 hours since he had met Kariel. If he ever had another one, he would make a point of looking into something that reflected, so he could see what he had looked like then.
"Are you alright Dorian?" she asked softly looking over at their teacher, class was about to start.
"Fine, I've been having visions since meeting you". He said softly.
"Bad ones? I do apologize". She said touching his arm once more.
"No please, they are good ones, it's just weird that's all, maybe we can talk later?"
She nodded and then took her seat in front of him.
She was sitting underneath the park tree, just about the only what 5th one in the college's local park. She didn't see him settle beside her, but she felt comforted by his presence.
"Really I am sorry if ever since I met you, you've been plagued by things that have never happened to you before" she said softly, she looked at him. He met her gaze, his eyes, so much they looked like his.
"Please Kariel, don't give it another thought, as I told you, I believe in Karma too, and it catches up with us sooner or later, though I prefer it sooner than later". He added grinning.
"Why?"
"do you need to ask?, these visions?, they are of what might be true love, and I don't want to miss out on it in this life, if something went wrong in that life, and I couldn't have her because of politics, then nothing is going to stop me in this life from having her, from loving her, for all eternity". Her eyes misted with tears.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"You, you're not like other guys, you're so – different for lack of a better word". He smiled softly.
"And you, Kariel, are not like other women I have met, your not superficial, your strong, intelligent, you're wise, beautiful, and I want to say something to you"
"Go on". His hands found hers and he held them close to his heart. Like Dorian used to do then in the past, when he was about to say something close to his heart.
"Would it be awful of me to say that I want to spend the rest of my life with you? that I feel that you are the woman of my visions?, the one I lost?" she looked at his chest, she didn't know why she did that, if anything she should be looking into his eyes.
And it was then that she noticed a scar, he wore a white shirt that accentuated his dark hair and dark eyes. And it was opened by a few buttons enough so she could see the scar.
She touched it.
"What happened here?"
"That old thing? I don't know, I've always had it, born with it so I'm told, glad too, its on top of my heart, I wouldn't have survived it had it been real". She met his eyes.
"Dorian, I don't know what to say, yes?" he smiled tentatively.
"Yes?"
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you too, your him, he had your name, or you have his name here in this life"
He pulled her up and grabbed her and swung her around all the while yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Yes!!!!" she laughed, and then he settled her back onto her feet, held her face with his two hands and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him to never let him go.
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"My prince, I bear bad news for you". An elven messenger faced him but avoided looking into his eyes.
"Not now, we are in the middle of war, can you not see the Orcs?" Dorian had to duck to stop being cleaved with a stray ax. He looked around and could still see the messenger, waiting. Funny how nothing seemed to touch him.
"Very well what is it?" he had lost his jovial mood ever since he had said goodbye to Kariel his beloved of a thousand lifetimes.
"A message from Lorien sire, Galadriel sends it, with much grief, it's the Lady Kariel, and she died at dawn".
Dorian spun around and grabbed the messenger by his collar. So unusual, elves rarely displayed anger this way.
"She's dead?"
"Yes my lord"
"How?"
"Grief my lord, she died because she lost her mate, she was due to be joined this morning with Calabred, he is distraught also at this, though no one understands or knows whom it was she had already mated with, but Galadriel knew it would end like this, it was foreseen she said, Kariel died from grief".
Dorian ceased to hear the war around him, his beloved Kariel was dead, because of him, because of his father, because of politics, Lorien had accepted him as one of their own, but it was Mirkwood that had forbidden it.
A sharp pain entered his chest; he looked down and saw an arrow protruding it, his blonde hair tinted with his own blood, his sharp features grimacing from the pain.
So be it, he would join her, and in spirit at least they would be together. He fell to the ground, dead.
The Prince Elf of Mirkwood was dead.
And the war around him continued.
Dorian sat up, he was sweating, and he looked around him and tried to refocus on where he was. He heard a murmur and looked down beside him. Blonde hair, pale porcelain skin.
Kariel.
He laid back down.
He was that Prince Elf, in his pain of having received news that the only maiden he would ever love was dead, because she couldn't live without him, he had laid down his sword, and blocked everything out, and he didn't see it happening.
That arrow, fired from afar. It couldn't have ended better, he surmised.
He turned onto his side and caressed her face. She opened her eyes and met his.
"I know how I got this scar". Her eyes widened more.
"How?"
He told her of his dream.
"And now I do truly believe that fate has brought us together". He ended softly.
She laid her head on his chest.
"Dorian, I love you, I know we've only known each other a few weeks, but I feel it"
He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tightly to his body.
"I will love you for all eternity mellonamin"
She looked at him.
"You used the elvish word for beloved" he looked down at her.
"And so I did, I must have brought that with me too" she reached up and kissed him, which led to more.
Hope you enjoyed that, that's it for this story, but I will be writing more, and posting them on here.
Please leave reviews, either good or bad, I can take it!!!
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