Author's Notes: This is only my second LOTR fic and it has yet to be
proofread by someone other than yours truly so feedback is definitely
welcome but please be kind. Like this story, I have a lot of others that
are work in progress so bear with me. The more reviews and comments I get,
the more I can write and the better the stories will be. Also, some of the
Elvish may be incorrect so I'd appreciate any help there too. This story is
a bit of a mix between book and movie-verse so there may be a few
inconsistencies as well. I call Aragorn Estel or Strider more often here
because I figured that to the Elves he is Estel as he was so named by
Elrond. But, to Shihaku and other humans he is the Ranger named Strider.
None of these characters, save for those obviously not created by the great
Tolkien, belong to me and since I am not profiting from this story don't
sue me!
"//..//" denotes Elvish dialogue
Italics denote dream sequences or flashbacks (also Elvish words)
. denotes telepathic dialogue
Synopsis: Set before the Lord of the Rings books. On a hunting trip Legolas discovers an assassination plot for Estel for some humans apparently know he is Aragorn, the true heir of Gondor. But he is betrayed by a fellow Elf and as he rushes to warn his friend, he encounters a Ranger's aid who has more secrets hidden even from the Ranger herself. Will Legolas make it to Rivendell in time to warn his friend? And even if he does, will that be enough to save Estel?
THE SILVER LIGHT OF A WANING MOON
By Terra Forever
CHAPTER 6: Family Ties
Hours later, after a private dinner only for those who knew of the assassination, Shihaku found herself relieved that there was not an amazing amount of manners to remember. No, those would be saved for the greater occasions. One of the greatest difficulties she was faced with was calling Strider Estel among her family. She knew that Strider was his name as a Ranger and here in Imladris, he was Estel. The family gathered back in Elrond's study where they discussed their plan of actions. Everyone agreed that Shihaku's plan was sound and they expected the traitorous Elf to arrive soon enough.
"He may be waiting to see if Legolas comes close behind," suggested Elrohir.
"Let us not forget the band he must organize and lay in wait for Estel."
"Few know of my presence here, yet how would they have known?" wondered Estel.
Elrond closed his eyes. "True not many know, but there are those who do who will willingly give in for greed or power or both."
"Mortal or Immortal, none of us are perfect," murmured Shihaku. "Everyone is tempted to the Darkness at some point. There are some who defy it better than others. It is not for us to judge them."
"Spoken wisely, my daughter," nodded Elrond.
"I do not like how you will be bait, Estel," Arwen admitted. "We will never truly know when they will strike."
"We could easily get Norvelin here upon his arrival but I wish to know who else is part of this plan. Perhaps we could trace it to its source. It might well be one of my people." It sounded odd then to all of them to hear Estel say 'my people' after forsaking his place but none said a word.
"All we can do is wait," said Elrohir. "None save from us here and Legolas will know about this."
"I will send a message to Thranduil especially because I know he must be quite worried about Legolas. I shall also let the Lord and Lady of the Wood know, although it makes me wonder if Galadriel did not already forsee this. But no others shall know," said Elrond. "In the morning, you," he looked at his sons including Estel, "will set out for the Misty Mountains." "I'll get some clothing that Celesilme can wear that is not so obviously from Rivendell," said Arwen. Their plan was underway.
Later that evening, when many were beginning to retire, Shihaku paid a visit to Legolas who still lay sleeping in bed. "You are taking your time to heal," she muttered sitting alongside him. "It will be a while before you can sleep this way again." For a long while she sat there, silently watching over the prince. She was glad though to see him well rested for once, his features void of any sign of pain or discomfort. You almost died today, she thought. What would have happened if you were lost? I can only imagine the grief that will result in your death, Legolas, for you, like Estel and loved by many. But all is well now. You are safe and you will soon be fully healed. She knew that until this was over neither Legolas nor Estel would be safe. How long has this plan been in motion, she wondered. Has it been waiting in the dark for a chance to strike out? Whatever the answer may be, I will make sure it will not be carried out now or ever.
Finally deciding to retire for the evening, Shihaku slowly stood up and turned to leave, but a hand pulled her wrist to stay. She turned and saw Legolas' eyes slowly opening, but not all the way. "So you finally you awaken, Thranduillion."
"Is all well, Shihaku? Or should I now call you Lady Celesilme?" The young Elf's voice was but a slight whisper, slightly hoarse.
"I am now of the House of Elrond, but still I am a Ranger."
Legolas understood and nodded slowly. How he wanted to open his eyes and truly see her, but his strength was waning yet again. "I must call you Celesilme, but always I will know you as the Ranger whose life I am indebted to."
"Keep yourself alive, Legolas, and that will be payment enough."
"Are you truly all right with this?" Legolas lifted his head and was about to force himself to sit up, but Shihaku gently pushed him down. She need not say a word to keep him still for he did not argue. He was still weary for he had yet to completely heal.
Shihaku sat down on the bed, her hands clasped together tightly. "I am. but I am still unsure about many things. This is all very new to me, Legolas. She ran a hand through her hair and Legolas knew that that was a sign of nervousness, the only thing that told him of her uncertainty. Shihaku's face softened a little. "But now is not the time to speak. Rest, Elf, ere I make you. Just because I am wearing a nice Elven gown does not mean I will take this matter lightly."
Legolas smiled. "I wouldn't dare defy you either as a Ranger or as Celesilme. but there really is no real difference between the two. You are still."
"Still what?"
".you."
"Thank you." Shihaku's gaze lowered a little then rose when she recovered her full composure. "Get some rest and when you wake I will tell you of our plans."
Legolas smiled and closed his eyes. Shihaku stayed for a moment to watch him truly grateful for his words. Then she turned her eyes to the doorway and took a deep breath. Goodnight, she thought as she headed for the door. He heard her take her breath and listened to her light footsteps fading, the door opening and closing. And then he heard another set of footsteps heavier only in wisdom and experience. He gave a deep sigh for seeing Shihaku in her Elven clothing made her more beautiful than he could imagine.
When Shihaku closed the door to Legolas' room, chambers which no other Elf save for the House of Peredhil knew was occupied she closed her eyes. "Adar, you need not stay hidden in the darkness. There is no reason to hide from me."
Elrond smiled and stepped out from the shadows he stood in earlier. "//How does he fair?//"
"//Well enough I would assume. I would hope you would know since you are the one who treated him.//"
"//He is a stubborn Elf much like his father. It is that very strength though that has allowed him to live.//"
"//I cannot say I'm surprised.//"
"//You saved his life Celesilme.//"
"//Several times, Adar.//" Elrond smiled. "//Indeed. If not for your great haste he would have died. A few more hours and I would not be able to do anything for him. I think also the medicines you gave to him helped to slow the poison even further. Your skills at healing are quite impressive.//"
"//The Rangers who fostered me taught me much but my own intuition has built upon it and helped me in great times of need.//"
"I do not doubt that." Elrond took her hand in his. "I am very proud of you, my daughter. I cannot say I am thrilled to learn that my daughter was brought up by Rangers and has not had a chance to learn of her great people, but because they were Rangers, my heart is lightened. They are Men indeed, but friends of Elves. At first I was reluctant to let Estel become a Ranger, yet his desire was so great; a desire brought on by the meeting of a female Elf long ago." He looked at Shihaku and smiled. "I can only imagine who that Ranger was."
Shihaku could find no words. She could only stare back at her father.
"//You have saved Estel's life more than once, I know. And now you have saved Legolas' as well. Many would be grateful if only they knew. Your mother would be proud as well.//" She opened her mouth to speak, to thank her father and to tell him that she was not so great, but no words came out. Elrond smiled and squeezed her hand. "//Come, walk with me for a little while.//" Elrond escorted his daughter out to the gardens. "My dearest Celesilme," he whisperd. "//I still cannot believe you are here before me now.//
"//Nor can I.//" Shihaku
SAVE FOR TALK W/ ELROND LATER-Though it was often believed the poison flowing in her veins could be cured only by sailing to Valinor, it was her breaking heart that needed mending the most. Hours later, after a private dinner only for those who knew of the assassination, Shihaku found herself relieved that there was not an amazing amount of manners to remember. No, those would be saved for the greater occasions. One of the greatest difficulties she was faced with was calling Strider Estel among her family. She knew that Strider was his name as a Ranger and here in Imladris, he was Estel. The family gathered back in Elrond's study where they discussed their plan of actions. Everyone agreed that Shihaku's plan was sound and they expected the traitorous Elf to arrive soon enough.
"He may be waiting to see if Legolas comes close behind," suggested Elrohir.
"Let us not forget the band he must organize and lay in wait for Estel."
"Few know of my presence here, yet how would they have known?" wondered Estel.
Elrond closed his eyes. "True not many know, but there are those who do who will willingly give in for greed or power or both."
"Mortal or Immortal, none of us are perfect," murmured Shihaku. "Everyone is tempted to the Darkness at some point. There are some who defy it better than others. It is not for us to judge them."
"Spoken wisely, my daughter," nodded Elrond.
"I do not like how you will be bait, Estel," Arwen admitted. "We will never truly know when they will strike."
"We could easily get Norvelin here upon his arrival but I wish to know who else is part of this plan. Perhaps we could trace it to its source. It might well be one of my people." It sounded odd then to all of them to hear Estel say 'my people' after forsaking his place but none said a word.
"All we can do is wait," said Elrohir. "None save from us here and Legolas will know about this."
"I will send a message to Thranduil especially because I know he must be quite worried about Legolas. I shall also let the Lord and Lady of the Wood know, although it makes me wonder if Galadriel did not already forsee this. But no others shall know," said Elrond. "In the morning, you," he looked at his sons including Estel, "will set out for the Misty Mountains." "I'll get some clothing that Celesilme can wear that is not so obviously from Rivendell," said Arwen. Their plan was underway.
Later that evening, when many were beginning to retire, Shihaku paid a visit to Legolas who still lay sleeping in bed. "You are taking your time to heal," she muttered sitting alongside him. "It will be a while before you can sleep this way again." For a long while she sat there, silently watching over the prince. She was glad though to see him well rested for once, his features void of any sign of pain or discomfort. You almost died today, she thought. What would have happened if you were lost? I can only imagine the grief that will result in your death, Legolas, for you, like Estel and loved by many. But all is well now. You are safe and you will soon be fully healed. She knew that until this was over neither Legolas nor Estel would be safe. How long has this plan been in motion, she wondered. Has it been waiting in the dark for a chance to strike out? Whatever the answer may be, I will make sure it will not be carried out now or ever.
Finally deciding to retire for the evening, Shihaku slowly stood up and turned to leave, but a hand pulled her wrist to stay. She turned and saw Legolas' eyes slowly opening, but not all the way. "So you finally you awaken, Thranduillion."
"Is all well, Shihaku? Or should I now call you Lady Celesilme?" The young Elf's voice was but a slight whisper, slightly hoarse.
"I am now of the House of Elrond, but still I am a Ranger."
Legolas understood and nodded slowly. How he wanted to open his eyes and truly see her, but his strength was waning yet again. "I must call you Celesilme, but always I will know you as the Ranger whose life I am indebted to."
"Keep yourself alive, Legolas, and that will be payment enough."
"Are you truly all right with this?" Legolas lifted his head and was about to force himself to sit up, but Shihaku gently pushed him down. She need not say a word to keep him still for he did not argue. He was still weary for he had yet to completely heal.
Shihaku sat down on the bed, her hands clasped together tightly. "I am. but I am still unsure about many things. This is all very new to me, Legolas. She ran a hand through her hair and Legolas knew that that was a sign of nervousness, the only thing that told him of her uncertainty. Shihaku's face softened a little. "But now is not the time to speak. Rest, Elf, ere I make you. Just because I am wearing a nice Elven gown does not mean I will take this matter lightly."
Legolas smiled. "I wouldn't dare defy you either as a Ranger or as Celesilme. but there really is no real difference between the two. You are still."
"Still what?"
".you."
"Thank you." Shihaku's gaze lowered a little then rose when she recovered her full composure. "Get some rest and when you wake I will tell you of our plans."
Legolas smiled and closed his eyes. Shihaku stayed for a moment to watch him truly grateful for his words. Then she turned her eyes to the doorway and took a deep breath. Goodnight, she thought as she headed for the door. He heard her take her breath and listened to her light footsteps fading, the door opening and closing. And then he heard another set of footsteps heavier only in wisdom and experience. He gave a deep sigh for seeing Shihaku in her Elven clothing made her more beautiful than he could imagine.
When Shihaku closed the door to Legolas' room, chambers which no other Elf save for the House of Peredhil knew was occupied she closed her eyes. "Adar, you need not stay hidden in the darkness. There is no reason to hide from me."
Elrond smiled and stepped out from the shadows he stood in earlier. "//How does he fair?//"
"//Well enough I would assume. I would hope you would know since you are the one who treated him.//"
"//He is a stubborn Elf much like his father. It is that very strength though that has allowed him to live.//"
"//I cannot say I'm surprised.//"
"//You saved his life Celesilme.//"
"//Several times, Adar.//" Elrond smiled. "//Indeed. If not for your great haste he would have died. A few more hours and I would not be able to do anything for him. I think also the medicines you gave to him helped to slow the poison even further. Your skills at healing are quite impressive.//"
"//The Rangers who fostered me taught me much but my own intuition has built upon it and helped me in great times of need.//"
"I do not doubt that." Elrond took her hand in his. "I am very proud of you, my daughter. I cannot say I am thrilled to learn that my daughter was brought up by Rangers and has not had a chance to learn of her great people, but because they were Rangers, my heart is lightened. They are Men indeed, but friends of Elves. At first I was reluctant to let Estel become a Ranger, yet his desire was so great; a desire brought on by the meeting of a female Elf long ago." He looked at Shihaku and smiled. "I can only imagine who that Ranger was."
Shihaku could find no words. She could only stare back at her father.
"//You have saved Estel's life more than once, I know. And now you have saved Legolas' as well. Many would be grateful if only they knew. Your mother would be proud as well.//" She opened her mouth to speak, to thank her father and to tell him that she was not so great, but no words came out. Elrond smiled and squeezed her hand. "//Come, walk with me for a little while.//" Elrond escorted his daughter out to the gardens. "My dearest Celesilme," he whispered. "//I still cannot believe you are here before me now.//
"//Nor can I.//" Shihaku nodded, and gripped Elrond's hand tightly for a moment as if to reassure herself that he was real. This is no dream, she thought. "Do you think, that perhaps there is a reason for all of this?"
"I do not have any reason to doubt it, but I cannot tell you anything more than that for I too do not know. You were so young - still an infant when you left us. The llight shines yn your face as brightly as a star- truly you are Celesilme Faelithildin."
"Tell me.everything, Adar. I want to know."
"You are perhaps one of the youngest Elves of your Age. You know you were not expected. Celebrian and I were delighted that we would be blessed with another child for it was thought that Arwen would be our last child."
"Why were Naneth and I in the Misty Mountains?"
"She wanted to show you to your grandmother, Galadriel. Arwen wanted to go as well an see the Lady of the Wood and of course dote on her little sister."
"But we were attacked."
"By a force we did not even expect to be hiding in the shadows of the mountain's deepest crevices. We thought your mother was the only survivor and even then her life was still hanging by a thread until she set sail for Valinor."
"It must not have been long after that they found e then if neither Elrohir nor Elladan could find me. But how did they not find the Rangers' tracks?"
"It was days later and most likely it was hidden-overshadowed by the tracks from the fray."
"Yes, and the Rangers who raised me were fairly well skilled in hiding their trail." Shihaku turned to the water and looked at her reflection. "Tell me about my mother."
Elrond smiled and put his arm around her. "Of course." Taking a deep breath he looked into the sky and remembered how often he and his wife would watch the stars sometimes talking, singing, or in plain silence, marveling at the beauty before them, musing over their lives. "
"How long till she set sail?"
"It was many years for she would not give up on the idea that you were out there somewhere and either we would find you or you would find your way to us. But her wounds were too much for me to heal and for her body to bear. It was often believed the poison flowing in her veins could be cured only by sailing to Valinor, but it was her breaking heart that needed mending the most."
The two fell so deeply in conversation that neither realized they were being watched. Three figures looked on as father and daughter spoke. "I don't know about you but I'm feeling a bit left out," smiled Elrohir.
"Aye," nodded his brother. "We've got stories to tell too." Arwen smiled at her brothers. "What say you, Arwen?"
"If it will stop your complaining, let us join them then." With Arwen leading the way, the three siblings walked toward Elrond and Shihaku.
"I was wondering when you might be joining us," smiled Elrond hearing them approach. He and Shihaku turned to face the three. Elrond held his hand out to Arwen who took it gently with a smile.
Looking at her family, Shihaku's smile slowly faded and even the light on her face waned ever so slightly. "Even though I have returned we are not yet a complete family," she whispered.
Elrond put his hand on her shoulder. "She is still with us in spirit. We will be together soon enough."
Shihaku's eyes sought Arwen's and then she looked at the twins. No, Adar, I do not think we shall ever be together again. But she never let the sad thought appear on her face. Instead, Shihaku forced a smile and nodded. She had a feeling her father already knew this.
"Have you shown it to her yet, Adar?" sked Elladan.
"Shown me what?"
"In time, my daughter," said Elrond. "In time."
Arwen walked by Shihaku's side and shook her head. "Look at this! She's so young yet taller than I and just as tall as the twins!"
Elrohir let out a little laugh. "Tell us, Celesilme, have you ever been mistake for a man?"
"There were times, yes, but I did it on purpose for it was safer when traveling in the company of those who treated women poorly."
"Surely you taught them a lesson."
"Yes and Strider was there to help." Shihaku smiled, remembering a few particular situations. "He is truly one of the greatest men I have ever met. There are times when I wonder if there is but a little Elvish in his blood."
Arwen smiled a little remembering how she fell for the Ranger. It was when he looked most like an Elf that she noticed his true handsome beauty and saw him for the great man he was rather than the filthy human she thought all men were. But none knew this except for her grandmother.
The five of them eventually walked to a small clearing and there they sat in a tight circle exchanging story after story. None of them noticed the time that flew by. The brightening of the sky and the rising of the sun did not halt their happy reunion. It would be the closest they would ever become to being a complete family.
Shihaku stored every word in her memory and felt her heart lifting with each story. She could almost imagine herself now experiencing her family's lives, so vividly she could see their adventures. It was long since she had ever laughed this much and a true smile graced her lips making her more beautiful than ever.
Elrond felt so blessed having these four children, seeing what they've grown into. How proud he was of them and he knew that they would make him prouder yet for their time was still ripe. They still had many things ahead of them. Yet he could not help but feel something nag in his mind though he was not sure what it was.
Elrohir, Elladan, and Arwen were so relieved in their hearts to finally be reunited with their sister. Though they had just met, it was as if they had spent their lives all together with the stories they shared. They saw this as a miracle and it would not be one they would take for granted. Though they could only share so much this evening, they would most certainly have more to tell her. Their time together was far from over. Shihaku blinked and smiled and then blinked again as she realized that a tear had just fallen from her eyes. She blinked again and another tear fell, following the same trail the other left. Slowly more tears began to fall and all eyes were on her. She touched her cheeks and looked at her damp fingers. Her lip began to tremble and for the first time in centuries Shihaku began to cry. And for the first time in her life she was embraced by her true family. Looking up from her father's shoulders, she watched with bright eyes as the sun began to rise over the mountains.
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Yea! Finally Chapter 6! Yes I know, super boring. sorry about that! I'm sorry it took so long to get it out but it's just been so busy for me. That and I'm sort of coming up against a writer's block! Noooo! Anyway -love it? Hate it? Just don't flame it! . I know that was lame. In any case, reviews are always appreciated. Thanks for the patience and all. I'll try to update all my stories soon. Gift of the Valar will be reworked in an attempt to make it less of a Mary Sue but since it's technically the first EVER written LotR story I dunno if I can help it. *shrug*
Note on the Elvish: I will now have regular speech WITHOUT the //.// marks. If it is in the Westron tongue or other than Elvish then it will be bracketed by the //.// marks. That make sense? It's just that they're all dealing with Elves or those who speak Elvish so.. yeah. =P
Thanks for catching that error you guys! Goes to show that sometimes writing at 3 or 4 in the morning isn't always the best thing to do; sure I'm inspired at the wee hours of the morning, but I also tend to make more mistakes hehehe.
"//..//" denotes Elvish dialogue
Italics denote dream sequences or flashbacks (also Elvish words)
. denotes telepathic dialogue
Synopsis: Set before the Lord of the Rings books. On a hunting trip Legolas discovers an assassination plot for Estel for some humans apparently know he is Aragorn, the true heir of Gondor. But he is betrayed by a fellow Elf and as he rushes to warn his friend, he encounters a Ranger's aid who has more secrets hidden even from the Ranger herself. Will Legolas make it to Rivendell in time to warn his friend? And even if he does, will that be enough to save Estel?
THE SILVER LIGHT OF A WANING MOON
By Terra Forever
CHAPTER 6: Family Ties
Hours later, after a private dinner only for those who knew of the assassination, Shihaku found herself relieved that there was not an amazing amount of manners to remember. No, those would be saved for the greater occasions. One of the greatest difficulties she was faced with was calling Strider Estel among her family. She knew that Strider was his name as a Ranger and here in Imladris, he was Estel. The family gathered back in Elrond's study where they discussed their plan of actions. Everyone agreed that Shihaku's plan was sound and they expected the traitorous Elf to arrive soon enough.
"He may be waiting to see if Legolas comes close behind," suggested Elrohir.
"Let us not forget the band he must organize and lay in wait for Estel."
"Few know of my presence here, yet how would they have known?" wondered Estel.
Elrond closed his eyes. "True not many know, but there are those who do who will willingly give in for greed or power or both."
"Mortal or Immortal, none of us are perfect," murmured Shihaku. "Everyone is tempted to the Darkness at some point. There are some who defy it better than others. It is not for us to judge them."
"Spoken wisely, my daughter," nodded Elrond.
"I do not like how you will be bait, Estel," Arwen admitted. "We will never truly know when they will strike."
"We could easily get Norvelin here upon his arrival but I wish to know who else is part of this plan. Perhaps we could trace it to its source. It might well be one of my people." It sounded odd then to all of them to hear Estel say 'my people' after forsaking his place but none said a word.
"All we can do is wait," said Elrohir. "None save from us here and Legolas will know about this."
"I will send a message to Thranduil especially because I know he must be quite worried about Legolas. I shall also let the Lord and Lady of the Wood know, although it makes me wonder if Galadriel did not already forsee this. But no others shall know," said Elrond. "In the morning, you," he looked at his sons including Estel, "will set out for the Misty Mountains." "I'll get some clothing that Celesilme can wear that is not so obviously from Rivendell," said Arwen. Their plan was underway.
Later that evening, when many were beginning to retire, Shihaku paid a visit to Legolas who still lay sleeping in bed. "You are taking your time to heal," she muttered sitting alongside him. "It will be a while before you can sleep this way again." For a long while she sat there, silently watching over the prince. She was glad though to see him well rested for once, his features void of any sign of pain or discomfort. You almost died today, she thought. What would have happened if you were lost? I can only imagine the grief that will result in your death, Legolas, for you, like Estel and loved by many. But all is well now. You are safe and you will soon be fully healed. She knew that until this was over neither Legolas nor Estel would be safe. How long has this plan been in motion, she wondered. Has it been waiting in the dark for a chance to strike out? Whatever the answer may be, I will make sure it will not be carried out now or ever.
Finally deciding to retire for the evening, Shihaku slowly stood up and turned to leave, but a hand pulled her wrist to stay. She turned and saw Legolas' eyes slowly opening, but not all the way. "So you finally you awaken, Thranduillion."
"Is all well, Shihaku? Or should I now call you Lady Celesilme?" The young Elf's voice was but a slight whisper, slightly hoarse.
"I am now of the House of Elrond, but still I am a Ranger."
Legolas understood and nodded slowly. How he wanted to open his eyes and truly see her, but his strength was waning yet again. "I must call you Celesilme, but always I will know you as the Ranger whose life I am indebted to."
"Keep yourself alive, Legolas, and that will be payment enough."
"Are you truly all right with this?" Legolas lifted his head and was about to force himself to sit up, but Shihaku gently pushed him down. She need not say a word to keep him still for he did not argue. He was still weary for he had yet to completely heal.
Shihaku sat down on the bed, her hands clasped together tightly. "I am. but I am still unsure about many things. This is all very new to me, Legolas. She ran a hand through her hair and Legolas knew that that was a sign of nervousness, the only thing that told him of her uncertainty. Shihaku's face softened a little. "But now is not the time to speak. Rest, Elf, ere I make you. Just because I am wearing a nice Elven gown does not mean I will take this matter lightly."
Legolas smiled. "I wouldn't dare defy you either as a Ranger or as Celesilme. but there really is no real difference between the two. You are still."
"Still what?"
".you."
"Thank you." Shihaku's gaze lowered a little then rose when she recovered her full composure. "Get some rest and when you wake I will tell you of our plans."
Legolas smiled and closed his eyes. Shihaku stayed for a moment to watch him truly grateful for his words. Then she turned her eyes to the doorway and took a deep breath. Goodnight, she thought as she headed for the door. He heard her take her breath and listened to her light footsteps fading, the door opening and closing. And then he heard another set of footsteps heavier only in wisdom and experience. He gave a deep sigh for seeing Shihaku in her Elven clothing made her more beautiful than he could imagine.
When Shihaku closed the door to Legolas' room, chambers which no other Elf save for the House of Peredhil knew was occupied she closed her eyes. "Adar, you need not stay hidden in the darkness. There is no reason to hide from me."
Elrond smiled and stepped out from the shadows he stood in earlier. "//How does he fair?//"
"//Well enough I would assume. I would hope you would know since you are the one who treated him.//"
"//He is a stubborn Elf much like his father. It is that very strength though that has allowed him to live.//"
"//I cannot say I'm surprised.//"
"//You saved his life Celesilme.//"
"//Several times, Adar.//" Elrond smiled. "//Indeed. If not for your great haste he would have died. A few more hours and I would not be able to do anything for him. I think also the medicines you gave to him helped to slow the poison even further. Your skills at healing are quite impressive.//"
"//The Rangers who fostered me taught me much but my own intuition has built upon it and helped me in great times of need.//"
"I do not doubt that." Elrond took her hand in his. "I am very proud of you, my daughter. I cannot say I am thrilled to learn that my daughter was brought up by Rangers and has not had a chance to learn of her great people, but because they were Rangers, my heart is lightened. They are Men indeed, but friends of Elves. At first I was reluctant to let Estel become a Ranger, yet his desire was so great; a desire brought on by the meeting of a female Elf long ago." He looked at Shihaku and smiled. "I can only imagine who that Ranger was."
Shihaku could find no words. She could only stare back at her father.
"//You have saved Estel's life more than once, I know. And now you have saved Legolas' as well. Many would be grateful if only they knew. Your mother would be proud as well.//" She opened her mouth to speak, to thank her father and to tell him that she was not so great, but no words came out. Elrond smiled and squeezed her hand. "//Come, walk with me for a little while.//" Elrond escorted his daughter out to the gardens. "My dearest Celesilme," he whisperd. "//I still cannot believe you are here before me now.//
"//Nor can I.//" Shihaku
SAVE FOR TALK W/ ELROND LATER-Though it was often believed the poison flowing in her veins could be cured only by sailing to Valinor, it was her breaking heart that needed mending the most. Hours later, after a private dinner only for those who knew of the assassination, Shihaku found herself relieved that there was not an amazing amount of manners to remember. No, those would be saved for the greater occasions. One of the greatest difficulties she was faced with was calling Strider Estel among her family. She knew that Strider was his name as a Ranger and here in Imladris, he was Estel. The family gathered back in Elrond's study where they discussed their plan of actions. Everyone agreed that Shihaku's plan was sound and they expected the traitorous Elf to arrive soon enough.
"He may be waiting to see if Legolas comes close behind," suggested Elrohir.
"Let us not forget the band he must organize and lay in wait for Estel."
"Few know of my presence here, yet how would they have known?" wondered Estel.
Elrond closed his eyes. "True not many know, but there are those who do who will willingly give in for greed or power or both."
"Mortal or Immortal, none of us are perfect," murmured Shihaku. "Everyone is tempted to the Darkness at some point. There are some who defy it better than others. It is not for us to judge them."
"Spoken wisely, my daughter," nodded Elrond.
"I do not like how you will be bait, Estel," Arwen admitted. "We will never truly know when they will strike."
"We could easily get Norvelin here upon his arrival but I wish to know who else is part of this plan. Perhaps we could trace it to its source. It might well be one of my people." It sounded odd then to all of them to hear Estel say 'my people' after forsaking his place but none said a word.
"All we can do is wait," said Elrohir. "None save from us here and Legolas will know about this."
"I will send a message to Thranduil especially because I know he must be quite worried about Legolas. I shall also let the Lord and Lady of the Wood know, although it makes me wonder if Galadriel did not already forsee this. But no others shall know," said Elrond. "In the morning, you," he looked at his sons including Estel, "will set out for the Misty Mountains." "I'll get some clothing that Celesilme can wear that is not so obviously from Rivendell," said Arwen. Their plan was underway.
Later that evening, when many were beginning to retire, Shihaku paid a visit to Legolas who still lay sleeping in bed. "You are taking your time to heal," she muttered sitting alongside him. "It will be a while before you can sleep this way again." For a long while she sat there, silently watching over the prince. She was glad though to see him well rested for once, his features void of any sign of pain or discomfort. You almost died today, she thought. What would have happened if you were lost? I can only imagine the grief that will result in your death, Legolas, for you, like Estel and loved by many. But all is well now. You are safe and you will soon be fully healed. She knew that until this was over neither Legolas nor Estel would be safe. How long has this plan been in motion, she wondered. Has it been waiting in the dark for a chance to strike out? Whatever the answer may be, I will make sure it will not be carried out now or ever.
Finally deciding to retire for the evening, Shihaku slowly stood up and turned to leave, but a hand pulled her wrist to stay. She turned and saw Legolas' eyes slowly opening, but not all the way. "So you finally you awaken, Thranduillion."
"Is all well, Shihaku? Or should I now call you Lady Celesilme?" The young Elf's voice was but a slight whisper, slightly hoarse.
"I am now of the House of Elrond, but still I am a Ranger."
Legolas understood and nodded slowly. How he wanted to open his eyes and truly see her, but his strength was waning yet again. "I must call you Celesilme, but always I will know you as the Ranger whose life I am indebted to."
"Keep yourself alive, Legolas, and that will be payment enough."
"Are you truly all right with this?" Legolas lifted his head and was about to force himself to sit up, but Shihaku gently pushed him down. She need not say a word to keep him still for he did not argue. He was still weary for he had yet to completely heal.
Shihaku sat down on the bed, her hands clasped together tightly. "I am. but I am still unsure about many things. This is all very new to me, Legolas. She ran a hand through her hair and Legolas knew that that was a sign of nervousness, the only thing that told him of her uncertainty. Shihaku's face softened a little. "But now is not the time to speak. Rest, Elf, ere I make you. Just because I am wearing a nice Elven gown does not mean I will take this matter lightly."
Legolas smiled. "I wouldn't dare defy you either as a Ranger or as Celesilme. but there really is no real difference between the two. You are still."
"Still what?"
".you."
"Thank you." Shihaku's gaze lowered a little then rose when she recovered her full composure. "Get some rest and when you wake I will tell you of our plans."
Legolas smiled and closed his eyes. Shihaku stayed for a moment to watch him truly grateful for his words. Then she turned her eyes to the doorway and took a deep breath. Goodnight, she thought as she headed for the door. He heard her take her breath and listened to her light footsteps fading, the door opening and closing. And then he heard another set of footsteps heavier only in wisdom and experience. He gave a deep sigh for seeing Shihaku in her Elven clothing made her more beautiful than he could imagine.
When Shihaku closed the door to Legolas' room, chambers which no other Elf save for the House of Peredhil knew was occupied she closed her eyes. "Adar, you need not stay hidden in the darkness. There is no reason to hide from me."
Elrond smiled and stepped out from the shadows he stood in earlier. "//How does he fair?//"
"//Well enough I would assume. I would hope you would know since you are the one who treated him.//"
"//He is a stubborn Elf much like his father. It is that very strength though that has allowed him to live.//"
"//I cannot say I'm surprised.//"
"//You saved his life Celesilme.//"
"//Several times, Adar.//" Elrond smiled. "//Indeed. If not for your great haste he would have died. A few more hours and I would not be able to do anything for him. I think also the medicines you gave to him helped to slow the poison even further. Your skills at healing are quite impressive.//"
"//The Rangers who fostered me taught me much but my own intuition has built upon it and helped me in great times of need.//"
"I do not doubt that." Elrond took her hand in his. "I am very proud of you, my daughter. I cannot say I am thrilled to learn that my daughter was brought up by Rangers and has not had a chance to learn of her great people, but because they were Rangers, my heart is lightened. They are Men indeed, but friends of Elves. At first I was reluctant to let Estel become a Ranger, yet his desire was so great; a desire brought on by the meeting of a female Elf long ago." He looked at Shihaku and smiled. "I can only imagine who that Ranger was."
Shihaku could find no words. She could only stare back at her father.
"//You have saved Estel's life more than once, I know. And now you have saved Legolas' as well. Many would be grateful if only they knew. Your mother would be proud as well.//" She opened her mouth to speak, to thank her father and to tell him that she was not so great, but no words came out. Elrond smiled and squeezed her hand. "//Come, walk with me for a little while.//" Elrond escorted his daughter out to the gardens. "My dearest Celesilme," he whispered. "//I still cannot believe you are here before me now.//
"//Nor can I.//" Shihaku nodded, and gripped Elrond's hand tightly for a moment as if to reassure herself that he was real. This is no dream, she thought. "Do you think, that perhaps there is a reason for all of this?"
"I do not have any reason to doubt it, but I cannot tell you anything more than that for I too do not know. You were so young - still an infant when you left us. The llight shines yn your face as brightly as a star- truly you are Celesilme Faelithildin."
"Tell me.everything, Adar. I want to know."
"You are perhaps one of the youngest Elves of your Age. You know you were not expected. Celebrian and I were delighted that we would be blessed with another child for it was thought that Arwen would be our last child."
"Why were Naneth and I in the Misty Mountains?"
"She wanted to show you to your grandmother, Galadriel. Arwen wanted to go as well an see the Lady of the Wood and of course dote on her little sister."
"But we were attacked."
"By a force we did not even expect to be hiding in the shadows of the mountain's deepest crevices. We thought your mother was the only survivor and even then her life was still hanging by a thread until she set sail for Valinor."
"It must not have been long after that they found e then if neither Elrohir nor Elladan could find me. But how did they not find the Rangers' tracks?"
"It was days later and most likely it was hidden-overshadowed by the tracks from the fray."
"Yes, and the Rangers who raised me were fairly well skilled in hiding their trail." Shihaku turned to the water and looked at her reflection. "Tell me about my mother."
Elrond smiled and put his arm around her. "Of course." Taking a deep breath he looked into the sky and remembered how often he and his wife would watch the stars sometimes talking, singing, or in plain silence, marveling at the beauty before them, musing over their lives. "
"How long till she set sail?"
"It was many years for she would not give up on the idea that you were out there somewhere and either we would find you or you would find your way to us. But her wounds were too much for me to heal and for her body to bear. It was often believed the poison flowing in her veins could be cured only by sailing to Valinor, but it was her breaking heart that needed mending the most."
The two fell so deeply in conversation that neither realized they were being watched. Three figures looked on as father and daughter spoke. "I don't know about you but I'm feeling a bit left out," smiled Elrohir.
"Aye," nodded his brother. "We've got stories to tell too." Arwen smiled at her brothers. "What say you, Arwen?"
"If it will stop your complaining, let us join them then." With Arwen leading the way, the three siblings walked toward Elrond and Shihaku.
"I was wondering when you might be joining us," smiled Elrond hearing them approach. He and Shihaku turned to face the three. Elrond held his hand out to Arwen who took it gently with a smile.
Looking at her family, Shihaku's smile slowly faded and even the light on her face waned ever so slightly. "Even though I have returned we are not yet a complete family," she whispered.
Elrond put his hand on her shoulder. "She is still with us in spirit. We will be together soon enough."
Shihaku's eyes sought Arwen's and then she looked at the twins. No, Adar, I do not think we shall ever be together again. But she never let the sad thought appear on her face. Instead, Shihaku forced a smile and nodded. She had a feeling her father already knew this.
"Have you shown it to her yet, Adar?" sked Elladan.
"Shown me what?"
"In time, my daughter," said Elrond. "In time."
Arwen walked by Shihaku's side and shook her head. "Look at this! She's so young yet taller than I and just as tall as the twins!"
Elrohir let out a little laugh. "Tell us, Celesilme, have you ever been mistake for a man?"
"There were times, yes, but I did it on purpose for it was safer when traveling in the company of those who treated women poorly."
"Surely you taught them a lesson."
"Yes and Strider was there to help." Shihaku smiled, remembering a few particular situations. "He is truly one of the greatest men I have ever met. There are times when I wonder if there is but a little Elvish in his blood."
Arwen smiled a little remembering how she fell for the Ranger. It was when he looked most like an Elf that she noticed his true handsome beauty and saw him for the great man he was rather than the filthy human she thought all men were. But none knew this except for her grandmother.
The five of them eventually walked to a small clearing and there they sat in a tight circle exchanging story after story. None of them noticed the time that flew by. The brightening of the sky and the rising of the sun did not halt their happy reunion. It would be the closest they would ever become to being a complete family.
Shihaku stored every word in her memory and felt her heart lifting with each story. She could almost imagine herself now experiencing her family's lives, so vividly she could see their adventures. It was long since she had ever laughed this much and a true smile graced her lips making her more beautiful than ever.
Elrond felt so blessed having these four children, seeing what they've grown into. How proud he was of them and he knew that they would make him prouder yet for their time was still ripe. They still had many things ahead of them. Yet he could not help but feel something nag in his mind though he was not sure what it was.
Elrohir, Elladan, and Arwen were so relieved in their hearts to finally be reunited with their sister. Though they had just met, it was as if they had spent their lives all together with the stories they shared. They saw this as a miracle and it would not be one they would take for granted. Though they could only share so much this evening, they would most certainly have more to tell her. Their time together was far from over. Shihaku blinked and smiled and then blinked again as she realized that a tear had just fallen from her eyes. She blinked again and another tear fell, following the same trail the other left. Slowly more tears began to fall and all eyes were on her. She touched her cheeks and looked at her damp fingers. Her lip began to tremble and for the first time in centuries Shihaku began to cry. And for the first time in her life she was embraced by her true family. Looking up from her father's shoulders, she watched with bright eyes as the sun began to rise over the mountains.
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Yea! Finally Chapter 6! Yes I know, super boring. sorry about that! I'm sorry it took so long to get it out but it's just been so busy for me. That and I'm sort of coming up against a writer's block! Noooo! Anyway -love it? Hate it? Just don't flame it! . I know that was lame. In any case, reviews are always appreciated. Thanks for the patience and all. I'll try to update all my stories soon. Gift of the Valar will be reworked in an attempt to make it less of a Mary Sue but since it's technically the first EVER written LotR story I dunno if I can help it. *shrug*
Note on the Elvish: I will now have regular speech WITHOUT the //.// marks. If it is in the Westron tongue or other than Elvish then it will be bracketed by the //.// marks. That make sense? It's just that they're all dealing with Elves or those who speak Elvish so.. yeah. =P
Thanks for catching that error you guys! Goes to show that sometimes writing at 3 or 4 in the morning isn't always the best thing to do; sure I'm inspired at the wee hours of the morning, but I also tend to make more mistakes hehehe.