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Legolas' oath

Legolas stared in shock, down at the hole. A final crash of wood made his heart sink into his feet. He knew Elmeraith and Celanna never could've lived through it no matter what. Even from where he was, the dust and ash rose from where they fell. Earfalas frowned. "Legolas, I'm sorry," he muttered. Half an hour passed and Legolas didn't move. "We must go. There is nothing we can do now. Your whole village is at stake. We must get someone to help us!" Earfalas spoke again. "She's dead!" Legolas suddenly cried, falling to his knees. He began weeping in front of the dark hole. "My life mideswell be ended, right here, right now!" he yelled. "Legolas, I know you loved her, but there are so many women in the world and you have possibly forever to live." "NO!" Legolas snapped, jumping to his feet. "There is no one like her, I tell you! I only loved her, only will love her! I cannot live forever without her! I will jump and meet her fate!" Legolas prepared to take a step forward, but Earfalas firmly grasped onto his hand. "Legolas, you are not feeling well!" Earfalas said as soothingly as he could. "Do not jump! What would she want you to do?" Legolas jerked his arm away. "She'd want me to be happier than I am now! And that would only happen if I died!" Legolas cried. Legolas again fell to his knees and wept. "I can't leave," he murmured. "Legolas, you must," Earfalas tried to sound relaxed, but his whole body felt as tense and stiff as a board. "The village needs you. Say what you wish, but Elmeraith would never want you to die here and leave the village to be destroyed. Would she want everyone to die? Your father Thranduil? Her sister Elhenin? Would you?" Legolas paused and stood. He unsheathed his sword and held it in the air above the hole. (A/N: he has a sword for once) "I give an oath: the death of Elmeraith will be avenged," he said coldly. He looked down at the hole. "Farewell, my love." There was no answer, of course, so the two elves walked around the hole very slowly and hurried from the castle. As Legolas stepped from the village, he looked back once, a silent tear trickling over his cheek. "I could never forget you, Elmeraith! All the trolls will be slain and then your death will be avenged! None of our people shall die!"



The two bodies lay deathly cold in ash between large chunks of wood and brick. Celanna stirred and sat up, but Elmeraith lay still. Celanna gasped when she saw Elmeraith. Her face was deathly pale and her skin was cold. Celanna touched Elmeraith and sighed. "You're alive," she whispered. "Wake up, Elmeraith." Elmeraith's eyes fluttered and opened only halfway. "Where are we?" she whimpered. "How are we alive?" "It was a very long fall, but this place has some enchantment over it that I thought the trolls had taken away," Celanna said as she began removing the bricks and wood from her. "We have always been protected and as you saw before, my mother's body was not hindered by the flames. We never get scratched or bruised. Some say it was that as long as my mother was alive, my family would be safe and healthy, but I don't understand. She's dead and I'm still protected. You were holding onto me, so you weren't hurt as badly." Celanna turned away as if some hurtful memory came to her. Elmeraith looked up to see only a tiny white light that she guessed was the hole she had fallen from. "That's very high up there.something wonderful did happen." Elmeraith met her feet and blinked several times over as her eyes became adjusted to the darkness. "I think we can get out of here if we walk towards that light out there," Celanna said. "I have not the eyesight as you. I'll let you lead the way." Celanna gently took Elmeraith's hand and led her forward. "The others must have left without us," Celanna said after pausing for a moment to listen. "No, Legolas wouldn't leave me no matter what," Elmeraith objected. "Unless he thought we were dead?" Celanna asked. Elmeraith's shoulder drooped. "What do you suggest we do? I don't know how to get back to my village." "Tell me, what was the reason you wanted a audience with my mother?" Celanna asked. "Was it that you wanted to make a trade or something?" "No, it was because we heard of these trolls and that they were coming to King Thranduil's halls and he is my husband's father so I came here, hoping that the Laurorn elves could help us! I don't want my people to meet the same fate as the Laurorn elves." "Then I have an idea! I know where to get help, but it will take five days by foot! Let's hurry!" Celanna said, her face lighting up. Elmeraith quickly followed Celanna as they approached a large door that led outside. "What are we going to do now?" Elmeraith panted for they had been running a long ways just to get to the door. "We're going to see the Griffins!" Celanna answered, picking up her pace. "They were great friends and helped the Laurorn elves build their village." "The Griffins WERE great friends?" Elmeraith said with a nervous gulp.



"Legolas, we should find some allies in at least two days! We are running out of time!" Earfalas said with a groan. He covered his face in his hands and whined. "Shut your face, Earfalas!" Legolas snapped. Earfalas looked up surprised and a little insulted. "What do YOU suggest we do?" "I said quiet!" hissed Legolas again. Anger and frustration was in his voice mixed along with hurt and suffering. "We must desert the village! All of the elves must leave my father's great halls and we will move somewhere else and give the trolls no trouble!" Earfalas sighed. "If it is what we must do, than so be it." 'Then I will go and kill every last troll by myself as they sleep,' thought Legolas coldly. 'I only seek revenge!'

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