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Chapter Sixteen-The Past and Remembering
The next morning, Lenna awoke to the sound of the birds chirping and to the bright glow of the morning sun. She quickly got up, washed her face, and got dressed in different clothes. Afterwards, Lenna walked swiftly out of her room in search for Marewyn, she was excited yet afraid to know her past, but nevertheless, she was curious. Lenna found Marewyn sitting and eating in the dining hall.
"Lenna! Good morning, come and join me for breakfast, would you?" Lenna smiled and sat beside Marewyn, over the last eight years, they had become good friends, even if Marewyn was mostly harsh to Lenna when training.
"So, when will you tell me my past? I am very eager to know of.well..me! Marewyn, please, if you don't tell me, I'll die of curiosity!" Lenna whined like a little elfling. Marewyn stared at Lenna and smiled brightly.
"I will not tell you." At this Lenna glared daggers at Marewyn and was about to shout in disbelief, but Marewyn's hand stopped her.
"You didn't let me finish, I will not tell you, instead, I will show you. Take my hand." Lenna put her hand on Marewyn's, expecting to be transported somewhere. Suddenly, Lenna gasped and closed her eyes, with a flash of light, Lenna saw three elves, one giving birth, a mother, one comforting the woman, the father, and another stood with her arms out, urging the woman to try harder, the healer. Then, the baby came out to be a girl, the healer smiled and wrapped the baby in a cloth, and the father held the baby, smiling and crying in joy, as did the mother.
"What shall we name her?" the mother asked.
"How about Lenna?" the father suggested. The mother laughed lightly and nodded.
"Lenna Vardamir, Princess of Lakewood." Then, there was another flash, and Lenna saw the baby girl being handed to another woman by the father.
"Take care of her, and bring her up as your own. When the girl turns 100 years old, bring her to me. I will need an heir to the throne of Lakewood." The father said and left. Then, there was another flash of light, and she saw the girl, Lenna, older, and she was with the other woman. She was looking at Lenna's supposed father.
"My king, Lenna is now 100 years old, she is a smart, unspoiled, and a good she-elf." The woman said.
"Very good, looks just like her mother." The king waved his hand as to dismiss a thought, and turned to hug Lenna. Lenna had tears in her eyes and hugged the king, forcing herself to say the one word that she never wanted to say to this man.
"Father." The other woman also had tears streaming down her face. Then, another flash of light came, and Lenna could see that she was walking with her father in a castle, and she saw a man. King Thranduil, and another elf standing beside him. The two kings shook hands and embraced each other with friendly intentions, laughing.
"Charser! It has been a long time! I trust that everything is well in your kingdom."
"Of course, Thranduil, except for the frequent attacks of orcs, wargs, and other foul beasts."
"Aye, same here, oh, where are my manners? This is Legolas, my youngest son, you must excuse my wife, she has gone to Lorien to visit her mother. (no people, Legolas' mother isn't Lady Galadriel!!! It's just another she- elf who lives in Lorien)"
"I see, this is Lenna, my youngest daughter, let us get down to work, go along, Lenna, go play with young Legolas."
"Aye, play with Lenna, Legolas, or you both will be very bored for the rest of the day. Nintoli will call you for dinner." Young Legolas nodded, and young Lenna shyly took out her hand.
"My name is Lenna Vardamir, I am 200 years old, and I am from Lakewood." Legolas looked at her hand, and hesitantly shook it.
"I don't usually play with girls, but I am Legolas Greenleaf, I am also 200 years old, and as you can see, I am from Mirkwood. I know! Let us have an archery competition! See who's the best!" Lenna grinned and nodded, then the two elves ran outside. Afterwards, there was another flash, Lenna could see herself, when she was 1000 years old, with Legolas, also 1000 years old, sitting on a bench under the full moon in Mirkwood.
"Legolas, I have to go home again tomorrow morning at dawn. Lakewood's patrol groups saw a huge orc army going to attack my kingdom, I have to help them. Legolas sighed.
"Again? Well, I hope you have a safe trip, but uh..I, um." Legolas reached into his pocked and took out a small object and handed it to Lenna.
"This is my good luck charm, I always keep it with me, now I'm giving it to you because, I.I think I, no, I know that I um.I really love you. More than the friendship and sibling way. I love you the way that one person would love another deeply and passionately, and that he would even sacrifice his own life for her." Lenna blushed deeply.
"Thank you very much, Legolas, I really love you too, it's been a while now, and I'm certain of it. My feelings for you are true, as are your feelings for me." Legolas smiled, and Lenna took the charm. Then there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see that her kingdom, Lakewood was undergoing a war between the Lakewood elves and the orcs. Lenna could see herself, 1100 years old now, fighting orcs, and once she turned around, she saw an arrow come straight to her heart. But before it hit her, someone pushed her down. Lenna opened her eyes and saw her best friend lying on the ground on top of Lenna with an arrow protruding out of her back. Lenna gasped.
"Lessien? Lessien?!" There was no response, and Lenna started to cry.
"Why did you do that? You should have let me die!" Moments later, Lenna got up again and started to fight some more, with tears still flowing down her now emotionless face. Afterwards, when the fight was over, the elves had won, losing a huge amount of the army. Suddenly, a figure came up behind Lenna and knocked her unconscious, taking her away. Then, there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see herself once again, fighting orcs outside of an enemy's fortress, killing everything blocking her way. Afterwards, she had escaped and left to Rivendell to be safe and to see everyone again. But even when she had arrived in Rivendell, and in Legolas' arms again, she did not feel safe nor happy. Just sad, tired, angry, and dead. Then, there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see herself in a room with Legolas, Lord Elrond, Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel, Estel, Elladan, Elrohir, King Thranduil, Mithrandir, and her father, King Charser. Then, a messenger came in.
"I have evidence that Charser is the rightful king of Lakewood." King Charser sighed in joy and relief while everyone else shook their heads in despair. Then there was another flash of light and Lenna could see herself, 2800 years old, arguing with Legolas in Mirkwood (that part is in Chapter Four, I don't' wanna re-type the argument, refer to that), then speeding off on Lenna's horse out of Mirkwood. Then Lenna sensed the spider pursuing her and Lenna felt that she had to kill it for her anger. But then Estel came out and killed it FOR her, and then they argued again (argument in chapter fourteen) and it ended off with Lenna riding off again. Soon afterwards, Lenna could see herself, she had fallen down, her horse gone, and a woman came to her, and offered her hand up. Lenna accepted.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here? Mirkwood is a very evil and UGLY place." The woman smirked.
"I am Sairalindë Telemnar, a witch, and I came to do two things, and both involves you, Lenna." Lenna eyed the woman suspiciously, and the woman held out her hand with a necklace in her hand.
"This is a present for you, always wear it and never take it off, unless fate tells you to."
"What? What does that mean?"
"You will know when it is time." Lenna nodded slowly and took the necklace, it was a silver V-shaped silver necklace with carvings and an amethyst stone hanging off of it.
"The second thing." Sairalindë suddenly put her hands on Lenna's shoulder and started chanting in a different language, and they both started to glow brightly. When Sairalindë stopped chanting, she took her hands off of Lenna's shoulder, and Lenna just stood there, eyes unseeing with an emotionless face.
"You are now Larawyn, a wanderer, you don't know where you came from, where you were born, nor who your family is. Only that you are a she-elf with extraordinary skills with swords and archery and that you are 2800 years old. You, Larawyn, will always wear the necklace that is now in your hand unless fate tells you to do otherwise. You have no purpose in life, only to explore the world and to help only the good, you are an enemy of evil. You will also wear this cloak." Sairalindë handed Lenna a black cloak.
"and you will always wear it and the hood on. If someone tells you to take it off, say the spell that I will teach you, and then you can take it off. Only after you say the spell can you reveal your face, you can also remove your cloak when you are certain that you are alone without saying the spell. Do you understand, Larawyn?" Lenna nodded and wore the cloak, and Sairalindë disappeared. When Lenna snapped out of the trance, she looked around.
"What? Where am I? What am I doing here? Wasn't I in Rohan just now?" Lenna had her hood on, looking confused, and shrugged her shoulders. Then, Lenna whistled, and a white horse appeared at her side. Lenna smiled and the horse neighed happily.
"Good to see you again, Rechnir, come on, let's get outta here." Lenna jumped on to the horse and galloped away, helping the good, fighting the evil, and wandering Middle-Earth. Then, there was another flash of light, only now, Lenna was back in the dining hall with Marewyn again. There was a moment of silence as Lenna tried to recollect her thoughts and Marewyn waited patiently.
"So, my name is actually Lenna Vardamir? That was my real past? That was what really happened to me? So, I knew Legolas, Aragorn, the Rivendell elves and the Lorien elves at Helms Deep? Legolas is my lover? Aragorn is one of my best friends and my brother? Elladan and Elrohir are my cousins and my best friends? Lord Elrond is my uncle and my mentor? Gandalf is my friend and mentor? Lady Galadriel is my grandmother? Lord Celeborn is my grandfather? And I am princess of Lakewood? The daughter of King Charser and I am the heir to the throne of Lakewood? Me? Larawyn, a wanderer?" Marewyn smiled and nodded.
"Yes to everything you said, and now, you are also a mage, a wizard with magic as strong as Sauron's with his accursed ring. This is why I'm giving you a month's rest. I know that this is making a huge impact on your life, but no one said that you had to live the life of your past. You can always choose not to if you don't want to."
"I know, but all of this is just so hard to believe! Thank you anyway, I wanted to know, Marewyn, I feel odd now, I need time to think. Have a good day, see you later." Lenna got up and walked out the door.
'Now I'm really confused.' Lenna thought, and she wandered around, thinking and trying to sort everything out. 'Who am I really?'
A/N: reviews, reviews, reviews please!!! Lol!!! Boy, this was a long chapter for me, I hope it wasn't boring!!! =D
Chapter Sixteen-The Past and Remembering
The next morning, Lenna awoke to the sound of the birds chirping and to the bright glow of the morning sun. She quickly got up, washed her face, and got dressed in different clothes. Afterwards, Lenna walked swiftly out of her room in search for Marewyn, she was excited yet afraid to know her past, but nevertheless, she was curious. Lenna found Marewyn sitting and eating in the dining hall.
"Lenna! Good morning, come and join me for breakfast, would you?" Lenna smiled and sat beside Marewyn, over the last eight years, they had become good friends, even if Marewyn was mostly harsh to Lenna when training.
"So, when will you tell me my past? I am very eager to know of.well..me! Marewyn, please, if you don't tell me, I'll die of curiosity!" Lenna whined like a little elfling. Marewyn stared at Lenna and smiled brightly.
"I will not tell you." At this Lenna glared daggers at Marewyn and was about to shout in disbelief, but Marewyn's hand stopped her.
"You didn't let me finish, I will not tell you, instead, I will show you. Take my hand." Lenna put her hand on Marewyn's, expecting to be transported somewhere. Suddenly, Lenna gasped and closed her eyes, with a flash of light, Lenna saw three elves, one giving birth, a mother, one comforting the woman, the father, and another stood with her arms out, urging the woman to try harder, the healer. Then, the baby came out to be a girl, the healer smiled and wrapped the baby in a cloth, and the father held the baby, smiling and crying in joy, as did the mother.
"What shall we name her?" the mother asked.
"How about Lenna?" the father suggested. The mother laughed lightly and nodded.
"Lenna Vardamir, Princess of Lakewood." Then, there was another flash, and Lenna saw the baby girl being handed to another woman by the father.
"Take care of her, and bring her up as your own. When the girl turns 100 years old, bring her to me. I will need an heir to the throne of Lakewood." The father said and left. Then, there was another flash of light, and she saw the girl, Lenna, older, and she was with the other woman. She was looking at Lenna's supposed father.
"My king, Lenna is now 100 years old, she is a smart, unspoiled, and a good she-elf." The woman said.
"Very good, looks just like her mother." The king waved his hand as to dismiss a thought, and turned to hug Lenna. Lenna had tears in her eyes and hugged the king, forcing herself to say the one word that she never wanted to say to this man.
"Father." The other woman also had tears streaming down her face. Then, another flash of light came, and Lenna could see that she was walking with her father in a castle, and she saw a man. King Thranduil, and another elf standing beside him. The two kings shook hands and embraced each other with friendly intentions, laughing.
"Charser! It has been a long time! I trust that everything is well in your kingdom."
"Of course, Thranduil, except for the frequent attacks of orcs, wargs, and other foul beasts."
"Aye, same here, oh, where are my manners? This is Legolas, my youngest son, you must excuse my wife, she has gone to Lorien to visit her mother. (no people, Legolas' mother isn't Lady Galadriel!!! It's just another she- elf who lives in Lorien)"
"I see, this is Lenna, my youngest daughter, let us get down to work, go along, Lenna, go play with young Legolas."
"Aye, play with Lenna, Legolas, or you both will be very bored for the rest of the day. Nintoli will call you for dinner." Young Legolas nodded, and young Lenna shyly took out her hand.
"My name is Lenna Vardamir, I am 200 years old, and I am from Lakewood." Legolas looked at her hand, and hesitantly shook it.
"I don't usually play with girls, but I am Legolas Greenleaf, I am also 200 years old, and as you can see, I am from Mirkwood. I know! Let us have an archery competition! See who's the best!" Lenna grinned and nodded, then the two elves ran outside. Afterwards, there was another flash, Lenna could see herself, when she was 1000 years old, with Legolas, also 1000 years old, sitting on a bench under the full moon in Mirkwood.
"Legolas, I have to go home again tomorrow morning at dawn. Lakewood's patrol groups saw a huge orc army going to attack my kingdom, I have to help them. Legolas sighed.
"Again? Well, I hope you have a safe trip, but uh..I, um." Legolas reached into his pocked and took out a small object and handed it to Lenna.
"This is my good luck charm, I always keep it with me, now I'm giving it to you because, I.I think I, no, I know that I um.I really love you. More than the friendship and sibling way. I love you the way that one person would love another deeply and passionately, and that he would even sacrifice his own life for her." Lenna blushed deeply.
"Thank you very much, Legolas, I really love you too, it's been a while now, and I'm certain of it. My feelings for you are true, as are your feelings for me." Legolas smiled, and Lenna took the charm. Then there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see that her kingdom, Lakewood was undergoing a war between the Lakewood elves and the orcs. Lenna could see herself, 1100 years old now, fighting orcs, and once she turned around, she saw an arrow come straight to her heart. But before it hit her, someone pushed her down. Lenna opened her eyes and saw her best friend lying on the ground on top of Lenna with an arrow protruding out of her back. Lenna gasped.
"Lessien? Lessien?!" There was no response, and Lenna started to cry.
"Why did you do that? You should have let me die!" Moments later, Lenna got up again and started to fight some more, with tears still flowing down her now emotionless face. Afterwards, when the fight was over, the elves had won, losing a huge amount of the army. Suddenly, a figure came up behind Lenna and knocked her unconscious, taking her away. Then, there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see herself once again, fighting orcs outside of an enemy's fortress, killing everything blocking her way. Afterwards, she had escaped and left to Rivendell to be safe and to see everyone again. But even when she had arrived in Rivendell, and in Legolas' arms again, she did not feel safe nor happy. Just sad, tired, angry, and dead. Then, there was another flash of light, and Lenna could see herself in a room with Legolas, Lord Elrond, Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel, Estel, Elladan, Elrohir, King Thranduil, Mithrandir, and her father, King Charser. Then, a messenger came in.
"I have evidence that Charser is the rightful king of Lakewood." King Charser sighed in joy and relief while everyone else shook their heads in despair. Then there was another flash of light and Lenna could see herself, 2800 years old, arguing with Legolas in Mirkwood (that part is in Chapter Four, I don't' wanna re-type the argument, refer to that), then speeding off on Lenna's horse out of Mirkwood. Then Lenna sensed the spider pursuing her and Lenna felt that she had to kill it for her anger. But then Estel came out and killed it FOR her, and then they argued again (argument in chapter fourteen) and it ended off with Lenna riding off again. Soon afterwards, Lenna could see herself, she had fallen down, her horse gone, and a woman came to her, and offered her hand up. Lenna accepted.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here? Mirkwood is a very evil and UGLY place." The woman smirked.
"I am Sairalindë Telemnar, a witch, and I came to do two things, and both involves you, Lenna." Lenna eyed the woman suspiciously, and the woman held out her hand with a necklace in her hand.
"This is a present for you, always wear it and never take it off, unless fate tells you to."
"What? What does that mean?"
"You will know when it is time." Lenna nodded slowly and took the necklace, it was a silver V-shaped silver necklace with carvings and an amethyst stone hanging off of it.
"The second thing." Sairalindë suddenly put her hands on Lenna's shoulder and started chanting in a different language, and they both started to glow brightly. When Sairalindë stopped chanting, she took her hands off of Lenna's shoulder, and Lenna just stood there, eyes unseeing with an emotionless face.
"You are now Larawyn, a wanderer, you don't know where you came from, where you were born, nor who your family is. Only that you are a she-elf with extraordinary skills with swords and archery and that you are 2800 years old. You, Larawyn, will always wear the necklace that is now in your hand unless fate tells you to do otherwise. You have no purpose in life, only to explore the world and to help only the good, you are an enemy of evil. You will also wear this cloak." Sairalindë handed Lenna a black cloak.
"and you will always wear it and the hood on. If someone tells you to take it off, say the spell that I will teach you, and then you can take it off. Only after you say the spell can you reveal your face, you can also remove your cloak when you are certain that you are alone without saying the spell. Do you understand, Larawyn?" Lenna nodded and wore the cloak, and Sairalindë disappeared. When Lenna snapped out of the trance, she looked around.
"What? Where am I? What am I doing here? Wasn't I in Rohan just now?" Lenna had her hood on, looking confused, and shrugged her shoulders. Then, Lenna whistled, and a white horse appeared at her side. Lenna smiled and the horse neighed happily.
"Good to see you again, Rechnir, come on, let's get outta here." Lenna jumped on to the horse and galloped away, helping the good, fighting the evil, and wandering Middle-Earth. Then, there was another flash of light, only now, Lenna was back in the dining hall with Marewyn again. There was a moment of silence as Lenna tried to recollect her thoughts and Marewyn waited patiently.
"So, my name is actually Lenna Vardamir? That was my real past? That was what really happened to me? So, I knew Legolas, Aragorn, the Rivendell elves and the Lorien elves at Helms Deep? Legolas is my lover? Aragorn is one of my best friends and my brother? Elladan and Elrohir are my cousins and my best friends? Lord Elrond is my uncle and my mentor? Gandalf is my friend and mentor? Lady Galadriel is my grandmother? Lord Celeborn is my grandfather? And I am princess of Lakewood? The daughter of King Charser and I am the heir to the throne of Lakewood? Me? Larawyn, a wanderer?" Marewyn smiled and nodded.
"Yes to everything you said, and now, you are also a mage, a wizard with magic as strong as Sauron's with his accursed ring. This is why I'm giving you a month's rest. I know that this is making a huge impact on your life, but no one said that you had to live the life of your past. You can always choose not to if you don't want to."
"I know, but all of this is just so hard to believe! Thank you anyway, I wanted to know, Marewyn, I feel odd now, I need time to think. Have a good day, see you later." Lenna got up and walked out the door.
'Now I'm really confused.' Lenna thought, and she wandered around, thinking and trying to sort everything out. 'Who am I really?'
A/N: reviews, reviews, reviews please!!! Lol!!! Boy, this was a long chapter for me, I hope it wasn't boring!!! =D