Legolas's Evenstar
Type : LOTR
Rating : Not rated yet ( I don't know how this will turn out as time goes on )
Summary : Ages have gone by and Legolas is alone with his kind. He wants more.
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Legolas smiled but his eyes clearly gave away his pain. "I understand. I'll return tomorrow. Would you like me-"
"No, I mean go away. I'm going to marry Tinaldon. It's tradition. I'm sorry Lego- Father. I've made my decision. You aren't a part of my life anymore." She said making sure he understood where she put him.
Legolas stopped smiling. He opened him mouth to speak but words left him. He felt so cold suddenly, but he would not loose his composure in front of this... h-u-m-a-n.
"I see m-o-r-t-a-l, very well if that is what you want. So be it. May you die without laying eyes on me again." He said harshly.
He wasn't sure where he found the power to move his legs. Yet, when he could he dashed out of the window and out into the lawn. There the tears fell down his face.
He felt like he was abandoning his kingdom. For the last eleven years he had been with Hewen. Now he was going to die of grief. He was no prince. He was a failure and the humans had brought him down. How many times would that race seek to destroy the elves?
His mind was clear like water as he walked and walked. Finally when he could walk no more he collapsed against a tree. He didn't care. He planned to stay there and not move one limb.
"Why did that man kill her?" Tinaldon asked.
The boy frowned, "He had a ring of power. It was one crafted by his people. Nothing big like THE rings of power. Yet, it made him greedy. She sought to protect him from his greed and he kills her just like that."
Tinaldon cooed at his baby happily, "I see, what is the secret behind the necklace?"
"Nothing big. It was a fad back before the crossing of my people." Galadriel said walking into the room.
Tinaldon turned around in shock, where had the boy gone? "Uh, yes! Lady Galadriel... could you tell me more about this necklace?"
"But of course. It's an heirloom in a sense. It is handed down through a family to the first born. It keeps the being's thoughts and stores them... much like a history book. If you say the right chants to it... it will reveal the past thoughts of the previous owner." Galadriel said leaning. She smiled at the child sweetly as Tinaldon thought.
"You mean..." He gasped.
"You understand. I even know the woman who gave it to her son, she still lives." Galadriel said not breaking the smile to the child.
Elladan smiled as he led Elrond to Hewen's house. It was a shame, this place was supposed to be a secret. Elrohir rambled on about the running of the kingdom as always when he met with Elrond.
"Ada... why did you give up the throne?" Elladan asked interrupting Elrohir.
Elrohir looked at him angrily. He has begged Elladan not to ask, he said it was impolite. He just shrugged, "I have to know!"
"Well, do you really want to know my sons?" Elrond said looking between the two of them.
"Well... yes actually." Elrohir said softly embarrassed.
"Well, you see," Elrond stumbled, "I'm dying."
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There you go! Enjoy!
D-Chan
