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The council of the dragon went on deep into the night, and Riania was left lying in bed alone, able to think.
She was pregnant, and although this was a wonderful experience, and the protection was strong, anything could happen. It was a dark time, for their Majesties had just perished, the dragon had something to do with it, and it was Riania he wanted. If she could save everyone else by giving her life, she would, but she couldn't now. She would be destroying another life, a most precious and inreplacible life. Her child's, the heir to the throne of all of Mirkwood, that is the life that would be lost forever.
And why was the council taking so long, she wondered, staring out the large, open window and up at the stars. It couldn't be that terrible.. Could it?
And if it DID have to do with the dragon, she was only able to presume that she was the reason, the problem. Would Thranduil banish her forever, to protect his Kingdom?
No, she assured herself. They were in love, and he would NEVER just get rid of her! Never..
Suddenly a floorboard creaked and Riania whirled her head up to see Thranduil enter the doorway, weary and looking a tad bit more aged. Easily she could tell that it had been a most stressful council.
"Riania," he nearly rasped, but after clearing his throat could speak clearly. "Most of my advisors think we should rid of you. But they can't without my permission, and I wish you here." Riania gulped down a cold lump of fear that was rising. But her husband went on, despite her frightened eyes. "The dragon that attacked us on our way here-the dragon that nearly killed you and Miroros.. He has kept his promise. And I do believe he is back." A cold tremor ran through Riania's body, and Thranduil saw this. He went to the bed where he took her into his arms and comforted her as they laid side by side.
"Do not worry," he told her. "I will never let anything happen to you- never."
"Thranduil," Riania whispered quietly. "I have something I need to tell you, and it is of the most utter importance."
"What is that, Melamin?"
"I'm pregnant."
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"All is coming to plan, Master," whispered the Elf woman, cloaked in darkness. The dragon snorted.
"Yes, but do you have news for me?"
"Of course. The one we call Avarier (unwilling one) is with child." The dragon then let out merciless laughter.
"Perfect. But we shall wait, now. Yes, we shall wait.."
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The council of the dragon went on deep into the night, and Riania was left lying in bed alone, able to think.
She was pregnant, and although this was a wonderful experience, and the protection was strong, anything could happen. It was a dark time, for their Majesties had just perished, the dragon had something to do with it, and it was Riania he wanted. If she could save everyone else by giving her life, she would, but she couldn't now. She would be destroying another life, a most precious and inreplacible life. Her child's, the heir to the throne of all of Mirkwood, that is the life that would be lost forever.
And why was the council taking so long, she wondered, staring out the large, open window and up at the stars. It couldn't be that terrible.. Could it?
And if it DID have to do with the dragon, she was only able to presume that she was the reason, the problem. Would Thranduil banish her forever, to protect his Kingdom?
No, she assured herself. They were in love, and he would NEVER just get rid of her! Never..
Suddenly a floorboard creaked and Riania whirled her head up to see Thranduil enter the doorway, weary and looking a tad bit more aged. Easily she could tell that it had been a most stressful council.
"Riania," he nearly rasped, but after clearing his throat could speak clearly. "Most of my advisors think we should rid of you. But they can't without my permission, and I wish you here." Riania gulped down a cold lump of fear that was rising. But her husband went on, despite her frightened eyes. "The dragon that attacked us on our way here-the dragon that nearly killed you and Miroros.. He has kept his promise. And I do believe he is back." A cold tremor ran through Riania's body, and Thranduil saw this. He went to the bed where he took her into his arms and comforted her as they laid side by side.
"Do not worry," he told her. "I will never let anything happen to you- never."
"Thranduil," Riania whispered quietly. "I have something I need to tell you, and it is of the most utter importance."
"What is that, Melamin?"
"I'm pregnant."
* * * * *
"All is coming to plan, Master," whispered the Elf woman, cloaked in darkness. The dragon snorted.
"Yes, but do you have news for me?"
"Of course. The one we call Avarier (unwilling one) is with child." The dragon then let out merciless laughter.
"Perfect. But we shall wait, now. Yes, we shall wait.."
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Muwhahahahahahahahahaha!!! Wonder who is the betrayer, and what the dragon is going to do? REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! Etc etc etc..
