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NOTES: Legolas's POV
A Secret Shared - Chapter 15
As soon as Arwen stepped into the room, I could see that she did not bear good news. She had promised me she would go and talk to Aragorn, to see how he was feeling, seeing as Lord Elrond would not let me. He would not say no to his own daughter, especially as he still believed she and Aragorn we to be betrothed.
I stood when she entered, and walking towards me, she motioned for me to sit again, as she herself sat.
"How is he?" I asked.
"Physically, he is fine," she replied, pulling her chair closer to mine. I could see there was something else.
"And yet?" I pressed
"Yet I worry for his health emotionally, he seems...different."
"Different?" Upon hearing this, I felt the niggle of worry start to gnaw at my insides.
"He seems to be completely unlike the man he once was," she said.
"How so?" I inquired.
"He seems harder, harsher. It seems as if his heart has become void of all human emotions..." her brow furrowed, "it is as if he has stopped caring about anything...anybody."
She looked to me, the anxiety evident in her face.
"I must see him," I told her, standing up.
"No, you cannot!" she exclaimed, grabbing my arm and pulling me back down to the chair. "You cannot see him."
"Why not?" I asked, "I care not what Lord Elrond says, I care about Aragorn, and I refuse to let anybody get in the way of me seeing him!"
"Legolas, calm down," Arwen said, placing a calming hand on my arm.
"I despise myself for being the one to tell you this...but when I spoke with Aragorn this morning, he refused to see you. I tried to persuade him to at least talk to you for a few minutes, but he would not."
I bowed my head, ashamed at the tears that were welling up in my eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.
"I'm sorry, Legolas," she left her chair and crouched before me, placing her hand upon mine, which were folded in my lap. "I tried, I really did...but it may take a long time for his wounds to heal..." she paused, "emotional wounds always do take longer to heal," she said distantly, to no one but herself. I knew she was speaking of her loss of Aragorn's love, and then it struck me: what if she was just making it up that Aragorn did not wish to see me? What if she told Aragorn that I was not interested in him, causing us to never speak again, leaving him to return to her?
In a sudden rage, I jumped up.
"How do I know these are not lies!" I shouted. She looked up at me, astonished at my outburst.
"How do I know you are just making these things up, to keep me away from him?"
She stood at that point, and looked me straight in the eye.
"Legolas, you are my friend, and as a brother to me. I do not hide the fact that I still have feelings for Aragorn, feelings that you share for him. The love I feel for Aragorn is unconditional, and my first priority is his happiness. If he is happy beside you, and you are happy beside him, then I am happy for you. You should know I would not even consider trying to come between you two. I will always try my best to ensure the happiness of my two greatest friends." In her speech, she began to cry, and I immediately hated myself, knowing I was the cause of her tears. A trail of wetness on my cheek made me realise I too, was crying; for like Arwen, I was sure I had lost Aragorn's love.
Stepping towards me she wrapped her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder. I placed my arms gently around her, whispering words of comfort to her whilst my own tears flowed.
"I'm so sorry, mellon," she whispered, "I tried hard to make him see the truth, yet it seems he has closed the doors to his heart, and my words did not reach him."
She sniffed, and I remembered something. I pulled out her cleaned handkerchief and handed it back to her, and she took it gratefully, wiping her tears. Then she looked up at me, seeing my own tears, and wiped them away.
"Legolas, I promise you, I shall try my best to make him see sense. Do not lose hope."
"I am sorry too, Arwen, I apologise for shouting at you, I had no right to, you have done nothing other than try to help me, and be as a sister to me," I said humbly.
"Oh do not fret about that," she said, "I understand you must be angry and upset, it is only natural."
"Yet I feel as if I stole him from you. You were both happy until..."
"Aragorn and I drifted apart long before he proclaimed his feelings for you," she cut in, "I could see it coming. And though my heart is saddened by my loss, I always knew my relationship with Aragorn would not last a lifetime."
"You did?" I was surprised at her confession.
She nodded.
"How did you know?"
"I just looked into my heart and saw what was there," she replied simply. "Look into yours, see you own true feelings, and live by them," she suggested.
I thought for a moment, considering my feelings for Aragorn. And my tears dried.
"Do you see?" she asked me.
"See what? I do not understand," I replied.
She smiled at me. "You and Aragorn have a love that could last forever," she explained. And as she said it, I realised I knew it all along. Now I just had to talk to him, apologise to him for my terrible mistake, and hope that he will forgive me. That I can have him back.
For if I cannot, if I lose his love forever, I will surely die.
TBC
NOTES: Legolas's POV
A Secret Shared - Chapter 15
As soon as Arwen stepped into the room, I could see that she did not bear good news. She had promised me she would go and talk to Aragorn, to see how he was feeling, seeing as Lord Elrond would not let me. He would not say no to his own daughter, especially as he still believed she and Aragorn we to be betrothed.
I stood when she entered, and walking towards me, she motioned for me to sit again, as she herself sat.
"How is he?" I asked.
"Physically, he is fine," she replied, pulling her chair closer to mine. I could see there was something else.
"And yet?" I pressed
"Yet I worry for his health emotionally, he seems...different."
"Different?" Upon hearing this, I felt the niggle of worry start to gnaw at my insides.
"He seems to be completely unlike the man he once was," she said.
"How so?" I inquired.
"He seems harder, harsher. It seems as if his heart has become void of all human emotions..." her brow furrowed, "it is as if he has stopped caring about anything...anybody."
She looked to me, the anxiety evident in her face.
"I must see him," I told her, standing up.
"No, you cannot!" she exclaimed, grabbing my arm and pulling me back down to the chair. "You cannot see him."
"Why not?" I asked, "I care not what Lord Elrond says, I care about Aragorn, and I refuse to let anybody get in the way of me seeing him!"
"Legolas, calm down," Arwen said, placing a calming hand on my arm.
"I despise myself for being the one to tell you this...but when I spoke with Aragorn this morning, he refused to see you. I tried to persuade him to at least talk to you for a few minutes, but he would not."
I bowed my head, ashamed at the tears that were welling up in my eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.
"I'm sorry, Legolas," she left her chair and crouched before me, placing her hand upon mine, which were folded in my lap. "I tried, I really did...but it may take a long time for his wounds to heal..." she paused, "emotional wounds always do take longer to heal," she said distantly, to no one but herself. I knew she was speaking of her loss of Aragorn's love, and then it struck me: what if she was just making it up that Aragorn did not wish to see me? What if she told Aragorn that I was not interested in him, causing us to never speak again, leaving him to return to her?
In a sudden rage, I jumped up.
"How do I know these are not lies!" I shouted. She looked up at me, astonished at my outburst.
"How do I know you are just making these things up, to keep me away from him?"
She stood at that point, and looked me straight in the eye.
"Legolas, you are my friend, and as a brother to me. I do not hide the fact that I still have feelings for Aragorn, feelings that you share for him. The love I feel for Aragorn is unconditional, and my first priority is his happiness. If he is happy beside you, and you are happy beside him, then I am happy for you. You should know I would not even consider trying to come between you two. I will always try my best to ensure the happiness of my two greatest friends." In her speech, she began to cry, and I immediately hated myself, knowing I was the cause of her tears. A trail of wetness on my cheek made me realise I too, was crying; for like Arwen, I was sure I had lost Aragorn's love.
Stepping towards me she wrapped her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder. I placed my arms gently around her, whispering words of comfort to her whilst my own tears flowed.
"I'm so sorry, mellon," she whispered, "I tried hard to make him see the truth, yet it seems he has closed the doors to his heart, and my words did not reach him."
She sniffed, and I remembered something. I pulled out her cleaned handkerchief and handed it back to her, and she took it gratefully, wiping her tears. Then she looked up at me, seeing my own tears, and wiped them away.
"Legolas, I promise you, I shall try my best to make him see sense. Do not lose hope."
"I am sorry too, Arwen, I apologise for shouting at you, I had no right to, you have done nothing other than try to help me, and be as a sister to me," I said humbly.
"Oh do not fret about that," she said, "I understand you must be angry and upset, it is only natural."
"Yet I feel as if I stole him from you. You were both happy until..."
"Aragorn and I drifted apart long before he proclaimed his feelings for you," she cut in, "I could see it coming. And though my heart is saddened by my loss, I always knew my relationship with Aragorn would not last a lifetime."
"You did?" I was surprised at her confession.
She nodded.
"How did you know?"
"I just looked into my heart and saw what was there," she replied simply. "Look into yours, see you own true feelings, and live by them," she suggested.
I thought for a moment, considering my feelings for Aragorn. And my tears dried.
"Do you see?" she asked me.
"See what? I do not understand," I replied.
She smiled at me. "You and Aragorn have a love that could last forever," she explained. And as she said it, I realised I knew it all along. Now I just had to talk to him, apologise to him for my terrible mistake, and hope that he will forgive me. That I can have him back.
For if I cannot, if I lose his love forever, I will surely die.
TBC