DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters except Aliya, Kendre and Pelanar…
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Can you believe it? Legolas ran to save Aliya before he ran to his own sister! I am a cruel person. Do you hate me yet? Well, keep reading……..
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LEGOLAS
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"I'm sorry Legolas…." said King Thranduil, looking down to the bed, where she lay huddled,unmoving "But there is nothing else I can do… I cannot heal her anymore. If she lives, it will be a miracle, but most likely she will die."
I couldn't have heard right. Aliya? Die? No. She couldn't….. she had to live. I knew my father was trying to tell me what he thought was going to happen- but he just had to be wrong.
"Father…" I searched my mind for an answer, "Is there nothing…?"
"Legolas… The thing that killed Kendre took most of Aliya's life too. I do not know how, but it did, and I cannot give her life back. I wish I could, but I cannot."
I could see the sorrow and hurt in my Father's eyes. For the first time he looked tired, old. He had lost his daughter. She had been dead when my guards had found her. There was nothing he or the healers could do for her either. Now he was losing Aliya as was I. I knew that she had become like a second daughter to him and he was grieving as much over her as he was over Kendre. But it wasn't enough.
I felt myself fill up with contempt. My Father could do nothing? This was preposterous, and because of it two people will be dead. I looked down on Aliya's limp form. She was breathing shakily and her skin was as pale as a dove. Her lips were beginning to turn purple and her breathing was shallow every breath. I knew that she was dying. And I knew I couldn't be around to see that happen.
"Where are you going?" Father said as I turned, tears in my eyes, and began to walk to the door.
"Away…" I sighed.
"Legolas!" his voice was stern, forcing me to turn to him, "Your leaving? Your giving up?"
My father's eyes were filled with a mixture of pity and disappointment.
"Yes!" I retorted, " Father I am not like you, I cannot stand by to see one die! I can't stand to see her like this. It hurts to see her there so helpless!
I turned and walked away before my father could so much as speak a word. I ran down the hall, as fast as I could, trying desperately to get away from everything. I ran to my library. I ran and hid in my own despair and self pity.
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Kendre's tomb lay next to my mother's, in the heart of the Palace, where all could see and know their fair names. They were set high on platforms, black drapings hung about where ever the eye could look. It gave the place a deep sense of respect and grieving.
It had been centuries since my mother's death. Lanalian was her name, my mother the beautiful flower. She died of grief over the death of a son. I remember the day perfectly well.
For weeks after my brothers death my mother had been walking around in a sort of daze, not seeing or hearing anyone- not even my father. Then finally she shut hreself up in that very room and surrendered her life to be with my brother. There were whispers in the whole palace of what had happened and it took me not long to figure out what had passed.
It was because of her death, that my death almost came about. It was with the help of Kendre that I made it through. But Kendre was gone. Who would help me now, if Aliya died.
Three weeks had passed while I locked myself in the library. Yhane, my personal guard, came everyday to tell me of her, because I had not the heart to go myself. I had visited my sister and mother everyday, it was the only place I went.
I stood up from my chair. The room was empty now. It had been for a few days, people had stopped mourning in public, as was custom. Now only I came here, to mourn the past death of my mother, the present death of my sister, and the future death of Aliya. Yhane had asked me if Aliya's body would be laid to rest in this room and I had told him no. I don't know why, but I had, and now I realized that I had said it for a reason. Aliya would be laid to rest in her own room. It was what she deserved.
I left the room, securing the door behind me. My mother had her own room, with Kendre. My father had his own room, for the day when he passes to the west. I will be laid to rest in my Library. Aliya…. Where?
I asked myself this question as I walked down a hall looking side to side biting my lip unconsciously. I knew it was here somewhere. The room I wanted. But where….I hadn't been here in so long. Did I forget? And then I found it.
The door I was looking for could only be opened with a single silver key, the only one of it's kind.
The door itself did not look like a door. It was hidden, it was disguised. A single Diamond, inlayed in the wall, marked where the keyhole was. I found the key hidden behind a shelf on the opposite wall. I inserted the key and twisted.
Instantly part of the wall pushed back and slid to one side, revealing a room behind. The air was a bit musty and stale, but that was nothing to the wonder hidden in it.
The room was done entirely in White Marble. It glowed like a cloud in the day's sky. Gold hangings adorned the wall held up by diamond and mithril pendants.
After I lit candles I turned to the center of the room. There, centered and 3 feet off the ground was a platform, the only dark thing in the room, for it was made entirely of Black Onyx. It was designed for a single body to rest on its smooth surface.
My body. The room had been made for me, during my dark days, when I thought death would surely come upon me. But it hadn't, and this room had laid still for many years. And now I knew what this room would be for, for my Melamin's body.
I felt tears run down my cheek as I thought about her lying here, still and quiet. I had loved her so much, more than the trees themselves. And now I was about to lose her. It seemed everyone I had ever loved had left me.
I read the inscription that was chiseled into the side of the platform. It was meant for me, but I saw that it could fit another as well.
To One who's heart was true
To One who's smile was bright
To One who's self was loved by all
To One who bound all together
To One who stood alone
It fit her more than it fit me. I no longer bound any one together. I released myself from all I loved so I wouldn't hurt anymore.
"I love you, Melamin…" I whispered as the inscription played in my head, over and over again, "I love you with all my heart, but alas, love was not meant for you, nor for me, for all I love dies…"
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Later that day back in the Library
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"Legolas…." Yhane said, taking the book from my hand, "King Thranduil says she's getting better… he says she's pulling through…"
I didn't look at him. I couldn't, I wasn't about to get my hopes up about her. It's been a month, and there has been no sway either way. I wasn't about to start believing now. I couldn't.
He handed the book back when he saw that I wasn't going to speak, "I will come later, my friend…"
But he didn't. Instead I spent the next few days in a worse state than I had ever been in. I lay dreaming of horrible things. Things I couldn't even begin to describe. Until one night, I finally saw her.
I sat wearily on a bench in my library, reading a book I had read a million times. It was a book of songs and poetry. It was Aliya's favorite book. Each song reminded me of her. And thinking about her made me worse but what else could I do but morn for my loss that was to come.
That day, something happened that I never thought would.
I heard the door to the Library open and close, which was strange indeed, for nobody had been in here for a long time, save myself.
I looked up and gasped. Aliya stood before me. Her hair was a mess and she was still in a silk nightdress. Her eyes were glassy and she was drenched in sweat, but she was there.
This must be a dream, I thought to myself, but I knew it wasn't.
"Aliya…?" I whispered, standing up, "Aliya?"
I walked over to her slowly, but she drew away holding herself in her arms. She looked so frail and sick, I could barely see her without weeping let alone speak. I stopped and she said:
"Why, Legolas?"
"What?" I questioned, staring at her weak form.
"Legolas, I woke up and saw The King. I didn't see you. You weren't there...... Why?" she said, her eyes now glassy for more than one reason. She looked at me hoping I had a reason good enough, but I knew I didn't.
"I…"I began, but I couldn't continue.
Her eyes dropped from my gaze and she said slowly, as though treading on glass, "You saved me. But in truth, you saved me only to kill me. I fought for my life. I fought to get back to you, only to find you weren't there…..were you that much of a coward? Or did you just not care? Tell me, Legolas, I want to know…"
"I was so scared you were going to die, Aliya…I was so scared…and I couldn't watch it happen, I couldn't watch you fade away… fade like my mother did…" I said, fighting to keep myself calm. I had waited so long, hoping in my dreams to speak to her again. And now that I did, all I could give were reasons as to my cowardice.
She did not move or speak at this statement, and I knew now that what I had done had been wrong. I had betrayed her, like I had said I wouldn't, and now she was once again scared of me.
"Aliya, I'm sorry…." I said pleadingly moving slowly toward her with my hands together.
"I know…" she replied, "I know you are…" She backed away to the wall and looked to the floor.
I walked and stopped in front of her. I put my right hand under her chin and lifted her face up to look at me. It was tearstained, pale and clammy.
"You're still sick…" I muttered as our eyes met. I could feel her shaking from weakness. I wrapped my arms around her, cradling her in my embrace and I kissed her face and hair.
"I love you so much, Aliya, and I thought I had lost you…" I said in a whisper closing my eyes just so happy to be holding her.
"I thought I had lost you as well, Legolas…" She said as I lifted her in my arms and brought her over to the bench. She sat gratefully and looked at me.
"King Thranduil told me about Kendre…I'm sorry Legolas, I tried, but…" She said softly, her words trailing off while her uneven breathing jabbed the silence around us.
"I'm sorry, too…" I whispered into her ear, cradling her in my arms and rocking back and forth with my eyes closed. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you or for her….I'm sorry about everything. I never meant to talk bad of you….I was just upset. You mean the world to me, Aliya, just as Kendre did, but she is gone, and I am left with only one love. Please don't desert me. Please forgive me…"
"I forgive you, My Love… I am no longer angry with you, in truth, I never was…" she said.
I kissed her again, and I knew that from now on, everything would be okay. Tragedy had struck, but it was over now. A new faze of life had begun.
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NO, that is not the end! There is much more! Review!!! :-P
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Can you believe it? Legolas ran to save Aliya before he ran to his own sister! I am a cruel person. Do you hate me yet? Well, keep reading……..
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LEGOLAS
~~~
"I'm sorry Legolas…." said King Thranduil, looking down to the bed, where she lay huddled,unmoving "But there is nothing else I can do… I cannot heal her anymore. If she lives, it will be a miracle, but most likely she will die."
I couldn't have heard right. Aliya? Die? No. She couldn't….. she had to live. I knew my father was trying to tell me what he thought was going to happen- but he just had to be wrong.
"Father…" I searched my mind for an answer, "Is there nothing…?"
"Legolas… The thing that killed Kendre took most of Aliya's life too. I do not know how, but it did, and I cannot give her life back. I wish I could, but I cannot."
I could see the sorrow and hurt in my Father's eyes. For the first time he looked tired, old. He had lost his daughter. She had been dead when my guards had found her. There was nothing he or the healers could do for her either. Now he was losing Aliya as was I. I knew that she had become like a second daughter to him and he was grieving as much over her as he was over Kendre. But it wasn't enough.
I felt myself fill up with contempt. My Father could do nothing? This was preposterous, and because of it two people will be dead. I looked down on Aliya's limp form. She was breathing shakily and her skin was as pale as a dove. Her lips were beginning to turn purple and her breathing was shallow every breath. I knew that she was dying. And I knew I couldn't be around to see that happen.
"Where are you going?" Father said as I turned, tears in my eyes, and began to walk to the door.
"Away…" I sighed.
"Legolas!" his voice was stern, forcing me to turn to him, "Your leaving? Your giving up?"
My father's eyes were filled with a mixture of pity and disappointment.
"Yes!" I retorted, " Father I am not like you, I cannot stand by to see one die! I can't stand to see her like this. It hurts to see her there so helpless!
I turned and walked away before my father could so much as speak a word. I ran down the hall, as fast as I could, trying desperately to get away from everything. I ran to my library. I ran and hid in my own despair and self pity.
~~~
Kendre's tomb lay next to my mother's, in the heart of the Palace, where all could see and know their fair names. They were set high on platforms, black drapings hung about where ever the eye could look. It gave the place a deep sense of respect and grieving.
It had been centuries since my mother's death. Lanalian was her name, my mother the beautiful flower. She died of grief over the death of a son. I remember the day perfectly well.
For weeks after my brothers death my mother had been walking around in a sort of daze, not seeing or hearing anyone- not even my father. Then finally she shut hreself up in that very room and surrendered her life to be with my brother. There were whispers in the whole palace of what had happened and it took me not long to figure out what had passed.
It was because of her death, that my death almost came about. It was with the help of Kendre that I made it through. But Kendre was gone. Who would help me now, if Aliya died.
Three weeks had passed while I locked myself in the library. Yhane, my personal guard, came everyday to tell me of her, because I had not the heart to go myself. I had visited my sister and mother everyday, it was the only place I went.
I stood up from my chair. The room was empty now. It had been for a few days, people had stopped mourning in public, as was custom. Now only I came here, to mourn the past death of my mother, the present death of my sister, and the future death of Aliya. Yhane had asked me if Aliya's body would be laid to rest in this room and I had told him no. I don't know why, but I had, and now I realized that I had said it for a reason. Aliya would be laid to rest in her own room. It was what she deserved.
I left the room, securing the door behind me. My mother had her own room, with Kendre. My father had his own room, for the day when he passes to the west. I will be laid to rest in my Library. Aliya…. Where?
I asked myself this question as I walked down a hall looking side to side biting my lip unconsciously. I knew it was here somewhere. The room I wanted. But where….I hadn't been here in so long. Did I forget? And then I found it.
The door I was looking for could only be opened with a single silver key, the only one of it's kind.
The door itself did not look like a door. It was hidden, it was disguised. A single Diamond, inlayed in the wall, marked where the keyhole was. I found the key hidden behind a shelf on the opposite wall. I inserted the key and twisted.
Instantly part of the wall pushed back and slid to one side, revealing a room behind. The air was a bit musty and stale, but that was nothing to the wonder hidden in it.
The room was done entirely in White Marble. It glowed like a cloud in the day's sky. Gold hangings adorned the wall held up by diamond and mithril pendants.
After I lit candles I turned to the center of the room. There, centered and 3 feet off the ground was a platform, the only dark thing in the room, for it was made entirely of Black Onyx. It was designed for a single body to rest on its smooth surface.
My body. The room had been made for me, during my dark days, when I thought death would surely come upon me. But it hadn't, and this room had laid still for many years. And now I knew what this room would be for, for my Melamin's body.
I felt tears run down my cheek as I thought about her lying here, still and quiet. I had loved her so much, more than the trees themselves. And now I was about to lose her. It seemed everyone I had ever loved had left me.
I read the inscription that was chiseled into the side of the platform. It was meant for me, but I saw that it could fit another as well.
To One who's heart was true
To One who's smile was bright
To One who's self was loved by all
To One who bound all together
To One who stood alone
It fit her more than it fit me. I no longer bound any one together. I released myself from all I loved so I wouldn't hurt anymore.
"I love you, Melamin…" I whispered as the inscription played in my head, over and over again, "I love you with all my heart, but alas, love was not meant for you, nor for me, for all I love dies…"
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Later that day back in the Library
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"Legolas…." Yhane said, taking the book from my hand, "King Thranduil says she's getting better… he says she's pulling through…"
I didn't look at him. I couldn't, I wasn't about to get my hopes up about her. It's been a month, and there has been no sway either way. I wasn't about to start believing now. I couldn't.
He handed the book back when he saw that I wasn't going to speak, "I will come later, my friend…"
But he didn't. Instead I spent the next few days in a worse state than I had ever been in. I lay dreaming of horrible things. Things I couldn't even begin to describe. Until one night, I finally saw her.
I sat wearily on a bench in my library, reading a book I had read a million times. It was a book of songs and poetry. It was Aliya's favorite book. Each song reminded me of her. And thinking about her made me worse but what else could I do but morn for my loss that was to come.
That day, something happened that I never thought would.
I heard the door to the Library open and close, which was strange indeed, for nobody had been in here for a long time, save myself.
I looked up and gasped. Aliya stood before me. Her hair was a mess and she was still in a silk nightdress. Her eyes were glassy and she was drenched in sweat, but she was there.
This must be a dream, I thought to myself, but I knew it wasn't.
"Aliya…?" I whispered, standing up, "Aliya?"
I walked over to her slowly, but she drew away holding herself in her arms. She looked so frail and sick, I could barely see her without weeping let alone speak. I stopped and she said:
"Why, Legolas?"
"What?" I questioned, staring at her weak form.
"Legolas, I woke up and saw The King. I didn't see you. You weren't there...... Why?" she said, her eyes now glassy for more than one reason. She looked at me hoping I had a reason good enough, but I knew I didn't.
"I…"I began, but I couldn't continue.
Her eyes dropped from my gaze and she said slowly, as though treading on glass, "You saved me. But in truth, you saved me only to kill me. I fought for my life. I fought to get back to you, only to find you weren't there…..were you that much of a coward? Or did you just not care? Tell me, Legolas, I want to know…"
"I was so scared you were going to die, Aliya…I was so scared…and I couldn't watch it happen, I couldn't watch you fade away… fade like my mother did…" I said, fighting to keep myself calm. I had waited so long, hoping in my dreams to speak to her again. And now that I did, all I could give were reasons as to my cowardice.
She did not move or speak at this statement, and I knew now that what I had done had been wrong. I had betrayed her, like I had said I wouldn't, and now she was once again scared of me.
"Aliya, I'm sorry…." I said pleadingly moving slowly toward her with my hands together.
"I know…" she replied, "I know you are…" She backed away to the wall and looked to the floor.
I walked and stopped in front of her. I put my right hand under her chin and lifted her face up to look at me. It was tearstained, pale and clammy.
"You're still sick…" I muttered as our eyes met. I could feel her shaking from weakness. I wrapped my arms around her, cradling her in my embrace and I kissed her face and hair.
"I love you so much, Aliya, and I thought I had lost you…" I said in a whisper closing my eyes just so happy to be holding her.
"I thought I had lost you as well, Legolas…" She said as I lifted her in my arms and brought her over to the bench. She sat gratefully and looked at me.
"King Thranduil told me about Kendre…I'm sorry Legolas, I tried, but…" She said softly, her words trailing off while her uneven breathing jabbed the silence around us.
"I'm sorry, too…" I whispered into her ear, cradling her in my arms and rocking back and forth with my eyes closed. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you or for her….I'm sorry about everything. I never meant to talk bad of you….I was just upset. You mean the world to me, Aliya, just as Kendre did, but she is gone, and I am left with only one love. Please don't desert me. Please forgive me…"
"I forgive you, My Love… I am no longer angry with you, in truth, I never was…" she said.
I kissed her again, and I knew that from now on, everything would be okay. Tragedy had struck, but it was over now. A new faze of life had begun.
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NO, that is not the end! There is much more! Review!!! :-P
