Legolas quickly stuffed what little luggage he brought to Imladris
inside his pack.
"I said I was going to leave Rivendell, and I am now fulfilling that promise," the blond elf stated as he grabbed the last pieces of clothing from inside the oak dresser.
"And- and that's it?" Elrohir asked softly.
"What do you mean?" Legolas asked.
"Th- that's it? You- you're just going to leave?" the dark-haired elf stuttered in disbelief.
Legolas looked at his friend, "Yes. . . I've done enough damage here, I'm going home."
"And what does that accomplish?" Elrohir asked, standing, "You're not thinking clearly."
"It's better than staying here," Legolas replied without hesitation.
"What do you intend to do when you reach Mirkwood?" Elrohir asked, exasperated.
Legolas shook his head, "I don't know, but at least there I won't see the pain I've caused."
"Do you really believe that?" Elrohir shook his head and quickly departed the room.
* * *
"Centuries ago, I was forced to bury my love for him," Arwen sighed, looking at Elladan.
*****flashback*****
"Must you go?" Arwen looked pleadingly into Legolas' eyes.
Legolas nodded grimly, "I must. . ."
"But why?" She countered.
"I- It is my duty, Arwen. . . I shouldn't be gone long. . ."
A silence fell between the two, both elves trying to hide their tears. Legolas stared at the beautiful elf in front of him, how could he leave her behind? She meant the world to him.
She sighed, finally letting tears fall freely from her eyes, "Elrohir told me how dangerous it will be. . ."
"I'll be fine- I have your love to carry me through. . . and that's all I need to endure all Middle-Earth has to throw upon me," Legolas said, taking her hands in his.
She threw her arms around him, crying onto his shoulder.
Legolas smiled sadly and pulled her close, "Do not worry so much melamin my love, I will return, amin vesta I promise," he whispered into her ear.
He kissed Arwen upon the crown of her head and the released her from his arms, "Coramin niuve tenna' ta elea lle au' My heart shall weep until it sees thee again," Legolas murmured.
The blond elf turned and mounted his horse behind him, "Namaarie arwenamin farewell my lady," he said sadly. The bronze- coloured stallion beneath him leaped into motion and galloped into the distance. Legolas stared at the road in front of him, refusing to allow himself to look back. Tears already blinded his vision.
Arwen stood alone, "Namaarie melamin. . ."
"I said I was going to leave Rivendell, and I am now fulfilling that promise," the blond elf stated as he grabbed the last pieces of clothing from inside the oak dresser.
"And- and that's it?" Elrohir asked softly.
"What do you mean?" Legolas asked.
"Th- that's it? You- you're just going to leave?" the dark-haired elf stuttered in disbelief.
Legolas looked at his friend, "Yes. . . I've done enough damage here, I'm going home."
"And what does that accomplish?" Elrohir asked, standing, "You're not thinking clearly."
"It's better than staying here," Legolas replied without hesitation.
"What do you intend to do when you reach Mirkwood?" Elrohir asked, exasperated.
Legolas shook his head, "I don't know, but at least there I won't see the pain I've caused."
"Do you really believe that?" Elrohir shook his head and quickly departed the room.
* * *
"Centuries ago, I was forced to bury my love for him," Arwen sighed, looking at Elladan.
*****flashback*****
"Must you go?" Arwen looked pleadingly into Legolas' eyes.
Legolas nodded grimly, "I must. . ."
"But why?" She countered.
"I- It is my duty, Arwen. . . I shouldn't be gone long. . ."
A silence fell between the two, both elves trying to hide their tears. Legolas stared at the beautiful elf in front of him, how could he leave her behind? She meant the world to him.
She sighed, finally letting tears fall freely from her eyes, "Elrohir told me how dangerous it will be. . ."
"I'll be fine- I have your love to carry me through. . . and that's all I need to endure all Middle-Earth has to throw upon me," Legolas said, taking her hands in his.
She threw her arms around him, crying onto his shoulder.
Legolas smiled sadly and pulled her close, "Do not worry so much melamin my love, I will return, amin vesta I promise," he whispered into her ear.
He kissed Arwen upon the crown of her head and the released her from his arms, "Coramin niuve tenna' ta elea lle au' My heart shall weep until it sees thee again," Legolas murmured.
The blond elf turned and mounted his horse behind him, "Namaarie arwenamin farewell my lady," he said sadly. The bronze- coloured stallion beneath him leaped into motion and galloped into the distance. Legolas stared at the road in front of him, refusing to allow himself to look back. Tears already blinded his vision.
Arwen stood alone, "Namaarie melamin. . ."