DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters except Aliya, Kendre and Pelanar…
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Sorry about the shortness…….
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The song I used in this chapter is called "It must've been love…" by Roxett.
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LEGOLAS
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I waited anxiously, not even eating the food my father had put in front of me. And finally a page entered the room, bowing as he came.
"I'm sorry, sire…" he said, not looking me in the eye, "but neither of them would give a reply…"
I shot a look to my father as the page left the room again. He stared blankly back.
"What?" I asked simply, "What was I supposed to do?"
"There was nothing you could have done, Legolas…" he replied. This statement made me mad.
I stood up and slammed my fist on the table, upsetting the silver plates and goblets, "Then why does everybody look at me as though it was my fault!? It was not!"
He did not reply to this, he only pursed his lips and looked away. It seemed a very Un- Kingly thing to do, in my perspective. He instead looked to the closed door and avoided my eyes.
"If anything," I said in anger, "It is Aliya's fault! If the damned menace could have faced what had to happen…."
But I stopped because I forced my eyes to follow my father's gaze. There, standing in the doorway, was Aliya. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red from crying. She looked at me for a moment, a look of the utmost hurt, humiliation, and hatred on her face before turning and fleeing, slamming the door behind her.
I looked down, "I did not mean that…" I murmured despising my gift of momentary outbursts.
My father looked at me and said, "She does not know that!" he looked more disappointed than I had ever seen him, "I hope you realize, Legolas, I hope you see what happens when you carelessly throw words around. She thought you loved her, Legolas, and by saying that, you just betrayed her love."
"I…I…" I was reluctant to say it, but I knew I had to, "I need help, father… I'm not sure what to do…"
He smiled, his expression turning warm once again, "We all make mistakes, Legolas…but in time, those mistakes can be fixed. I can't help you with this. It is your battle to fight, you can only learn yourself the way to fix mistakes I have already suffered. You can only win by trying. Aim, Legolas…aim for what you wish to seek… its all you can do…"
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ALIYA
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Not Legolas…no….not him too….was all that could run through my mind as I fled as fast as my feet could take me back to my room. I ran inside and bolted the door, throwing myself on my bed as I tried to hold back a river of tears.
Not him too…….I mouthed through my weeping as my head hit the bed. But in the back of my head I knew that it was bound to happen…
"I loved him… I loved him so much…" I whispered through my tears, "And look at what happened…And look at me now…he hates me…"
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- It must have been love,
But its over now,
I must have been love,
But I lost it somehow… -
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A knock on my door brought me back from my sorrowful reflections.
"Aliya?" a voice called, it was Legolas.
I gave no answer and instead only cried harder, silently into the pillow I held over my face.
"Aliya…?" he called again, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean…I…I'm sorry…"
How can he be? How can he even think that those words mean anything to me now? Apologies mean nothing.
Apologies are like promises…they never hold out. Every love I had ever beheld was lost to me now. All I could think of was the song I remembered from my mother.
I gave no reaction and after a few moments I heard his dying footsteps on the stone floor of the hall, moving steadily away from me.
Too bad. Too bad he couldn't see that, after I had so nervously placed my trust in him, he shattered it to pieces. Too bad he couldn't see how much he had meant to me.
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- It must have been love,
But its over now
It was all that I wanted
But now I'm living without… -
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I cried myself to sleep that night, and every night after.
It took over a week to bring me back so that I could even think clearly, and what brought me back was a dream.
It was the first dream I had had in a long time. Forever before that all I had were nightmares. I do not believe you could call this a nightmare- more of a premonition.
It began as though I was walking through the forest except it was pitch black. I had to keep feeling for the trees around me so as not to hit into one. I could feel someone near me who was running from something- but I didn't know what.
This thing- this girl- she was crying as she ran. I tried to follow but the trees hindered my way greatly. Finally I could barely hear her footsteps, when I heard a bloodcurdling scream.
I awoke with a start, extremely bewildered, and it took me only a moment to realize:
"She's gone…" I whispered, "Kendre! She's gone…"
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Sorry about the shortness…….
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The song I used in this chapter is called "It must've been love…" by Roxett.
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LEGOLAS
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I waited anxiously, not even eating the food my father had put in front of me. And finally a page entered the room, bowing as he came.
"I'm sorry, sire…" he said, not looking me in the eye, "but neither of them would give a reply…"
I shot a look to my father as the page left the room again. He stared blankly back.
"What?" I asked simply, "What was I supposed to do?"
"There was nothing you could have done, Legolas…" he replied. This statement made me mad.
I stood up and slammed my fist on the table, upsetting the silver plates and goblets, "Then why does everybody look at me as though it was my fault!? It was not!"
He did not reply to this, he only pursed his lips and looked away. It seemed a very Un- Kingly thing to do, in my perspective. He instead looked to the closed door and avoided my eyes.
"If anything," I said in anger, "It is Aliya's fault! If the damned menace could have faced what had to happen…."
But I stopped because I forced my eyes to follow my father's gaze. There, standing in the doorway, was Aliya. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red from crying. She looked at me for a moment, a look of the utmost hurt, humiliation, and hatred on her face before turning and fleeing, slamming the door behind her.
I looked down, "I did not mean that…" I murmured despising my gift of momentary outbursts.
My father looked at me and said, "She does not know that!" he looked more disappointed than I had ever seen him, "I hope you realize, Legolas, I hope you see what happens when you carelessly throw words around. She thought you loved her, Legolas, and by saying that, you just betrayed her love."
"I…I…" I was reluctant to say it, but I knew I had to, "I need help, father… I'm not sure what to do…"
He smiled, his expression turning warm once again, "We all make mistakes, Legolas…but in time, those mistakes can be fixed. I can't help you with this. It is your battle to fight, you can only learn yourself the way to fix mistakes I have already suffered. You can only win by trying. Aim, Legolas…aim for what you wish to seek… its all you can do…"
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ALIYA
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Not Legolas…no….not him too….was all that could run through my mind as I fled as fast as my feet could take me back to my room. I ran inside and bolted the door, throwing myself on my bed as I tried to hold back a river of tears.
Not him too…….I mouthed through my weeping as my head hit the bed. But in the back of my head I knew that it was bound to happen…
"I loved him… I loved him so much…" I whispered through my tears, "And look at what happened…And look at me now…he hates me…"
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- It must have been love,
But its over now,
I must have been love,
But I lost it somehow… -
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A knock on my door brought me back from my sorrowful reflections.
"Aliya?" a voice called, it was Legolas.
I gave no answer and instead only cried harder, silently into the pillow I held over my face.
"Aliya…?" he called again, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean…I…I'm sorry…"
How can he be? How can he even think that those words mean anything to me now? Apologies mean nothing.
Apologies are like promises…they never hold out. Every love I had ever beheld was lost to me now. All I could think of was the song I remembered from my mother.
I gave no reaction and after a few moments I heard his dying footsteps on the stone floor of the hall, moving steadily away from me.
Too bad. Too bad he couldn't see that, after I had so nervously placed my trust in him, he shattered it to pieces. Too bad he couldn't see how much he had meant to me.
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- It must have been love,
But its over now
It was all that I wanted
But now I'm living without… -
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I cried myself to sleep that night, and every night after.
It took over a week to bring me back so that I could even think clearly, and what brought me back was a dream.
It was the first dream I had had in a long time. Forever before that all I had were nightmares. I do not believe you could call this a nightmare- more of a premonition.
It began as though I was walking through the forest except it was pitch black. I had to keep feeling for the trees around me so as not to hit into one. I could feel someone near me who was running from something- but I didn't know what.
This thing- this girl- she was crying as she ran. I tried to follow but the trees hindered my way greatly. Finally I could barely hear her footsteps, when I heard a bloodcurdling scream.
I awoke with a start, extremely bewildered, and it took me only a moment to realize:
"She's gone…" I whispered, "Kendre! She's gone…"
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