A/N: I know people, it's progressing a bit slow but hopefully it will be
worth it. Hang in there everybody!!!
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So they trudged towards the palace: three horses, one carrying Dileriyen, the next King Thranduil and the last horse carrying her Valar- mother Queen Sildeniel who had rode all the way to the gate of the partially ruined Bordertown to help with Dileriyen. They were her guardians now, her legal parents and wanted to offer love and support in any way they could. No doubt that last night's events hadn't fully sunk in yet.
Strangely enough, though, Lady Sildeniel had not come alone. She had given birth 2 nights ago, a surprise to the whole kingdom but a very welcome one. And for some reason, the couple had named their new son Legolas.
"What kind of a name is that?" Dileriyen remembered asking her father just 2 days ago.
"I will have you know young lady that I personally chose that name and Thranduil loved it the moment he heard it!" her father had remarked with a grin at his daughter's statement.
"Well Thranduil loves anything you love and vice versa father, so I'm not the least bit surprised that two tasteless elves agreed on one very tasteless name!" she laughed as Andorel also let out a loud, rich laughter which seemed to fill the whole room.
"Young lady, the name means "green leaves" and I think it rather beautiful!" he had defended.
"It sounds like a name for a vegetable," she had countered.
Yes she remembered the conversation very well and how it ended with them engaged in a very serious tickle-fight.
Thus the tears just kept on coming.
The Queen had been watching the girl for some time now and it broke her heart to see her in such a state. She too was distraught with grief over the loss of her two very dear friends and could somewhat understand what Dileriyen was going through. But she could not bear to see her cry again. What to do? It was then that a rather clever idea struck her.
"Dileriyen."
"Yes..."
"Darling would you do me a favor?" she asked and without waiting for a reply continued, "My arms are getting very tired, could you hold Legolas for a while?" She was hoping that the grinning baby would be able to lift the girl's spirits a bit.
"I.well..could not Thranduil hold him?" Dileriyen pleaded, sensing that there was no getting out of the situation.
"I would prefer it if you did. Please dear? For me."
She was left with no choice but to accept. Sildeniel rode next to her and gently placed the bright-eyed creature in her arms. The baby immediately resumed his smiling and giggling and, for the first time, Dileriyen carefully observed the tiny bundle in her arms. He was the most beautiful baby she had ever seen, though she really hadn't seen much. His eyes were an amazing blue which would put the oceans to shame. He had a very small amount of hair which was quite normal since he was only two days old but the color was obvious- blonde. Yes, he would grow up to be very handsome, indeed. Amidst her thoughts the baby looked right into her eyes and gave a wide toothless smile. Dileriyen felt her spirits rise in spite of herself, and to Sildeniel's amazement (who had been stealing glances), she smiled back to the baby for a reason even she did not understand. She felt comfortable with the child in her arms. They had immediately bonded but there was something else there that could not be explained. Sildeniel, though, turned and looked ahead, smiling to herself. She would be looking forward to seeing the relationship of these two develop.
But tragedy was not about to leave so soon. Mere moments later, something lunged out of the clearing and grabbed hold of the Queen, making her fall off her horse and straight to the ground. The demon that had escaped the night before had come back to take revenge, even if it meant his own death. Thranduil, quickly swerved around only in time to see a sharp knife go through the back of his wife, his queen.
"NOOOOOO!!" screamed Dileriyen but it was too late. Thranduil sliced the creature in two that very moment but he was already too late and the cut was too deep. He knelt down and cradled her head, begging her not to leave him. Dileriyen knelt down in horror, holding a now crying Legolas in her arms and barely whispered..
"My Lady.Sildeniel..."
"Dileriyen..."
"Yes, I am here..."
"You must look after Legolas...he has only you and Thranduil now.You three are a family.never forget that."
Dileriyen started crying out loud. The pain of everything seeping in at once was just too much to bear.
"No Sildeniel! You can't leave me too.you can't."
"Sweetheart, it's alright." she smiled, trying to hide her pain.
"Thranduil my love." She whispered.
"My love do not talk...y-you will b-be fine very soon. E-everything will be better soon," he stammered through his tears. But Thranduil never could lie. Not even to himself.
"Shhhh.We will be together again my love...take care of them. I shall be watching over you.and waiting."
Her last words were barely audible and her eyes closed seconds later. The only sounds were of three very heart-broken elves shedding endless tears on a forest path that could provide them no comfort.
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A/N: Love it? Hate it? Or just don't care? Well I do so pleaaaaase review!!
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So they trudged towards the palace: three horses, one carrying Dileriyen, the next King Thranduil and the last horse carrying her Valar- mother Queen Sildeniel who had rode all the way to the gate of the partially ruined Bordertown to help with Dileriyen. They were her guardians now, her legal parents and wanted to offer love and support in any way they could. No doubt that last night's events hadn't fully sunk in yet.
Strangely enough, though, Lady Sildeniel had not come alone. She had given birth 2 nights ago, a surprise to the whole kingdom but a very welcome one. And for some reason, the couple had named their new son Legolas.
"What kind of a name is that?" Dileriyen remembered asking her father just 2 days ago.
"I will have you know young lady that I personally chose that name and Thranduil loved it the moment he heard it!" her father had remarked with a grin at his daughter's statement.
"Well Thranduil loves anything you love and vice versa father, so I'm not the least bit surprised that two tasteless elves agreed on one very tasteless name!" she laughed as Andorel also let out a loud, rich laughter which seemed to fill the whole room.
"Young lady, the name means "green leaves" and I think it rather beautiful!" he had defended.
"It sounds like a name for a vegetable," she had countered.
Yes she remembered the conversation very well and how it ended with them engaged in a very serious tickle-fight.
Thus the tears just kept on coming.
The Queen had been watching the girl for some time now and it broke her heart to see her in such a state. She too was distraught with grief over the loss of her two very dear friends and could somewhat understand what Dileriyen was going through. But she could not bear to see her cry again. What to do? It was then that a rather clever idea struck her.
"Dileriyen."
"Yes..."
"Darling would you do me a favor?" she asked and without waiting for a reply continued, "My arms are getting very tired, could you hold Legolas for a while?" She was hoping that the grinning baby would be able to lift the girl's spirits a bit.
"I.well..could not Thranduil hold him?" Dileriyen pleaded, sensing that there was no getting out of the situation.
"I would prefer it if you did. Please dear? For me."
She was left with no choice but to accept. Sildeniel rode next to her and gently placed the bright-eyed creature in her arms. The baby immediately resumed his smiling and giggling and, for the first time, Dileriyen carefully observed the tiny bundle in her arms. He was the most beautiful baby she had ever seen, though she really hadn't seen much. His eyes were an amazing blue which would put the oceans to shame. He had a very small amount of hair which was quite normal since he was only two days old but the color was obvious- blonde. Yes, he would grow up to be very handsome, indeed. Amidst her thoughts the baby looked right into her eyes and gave a wide toothless smile. Dileriyen felt her spirits rise in spite of herself, and to Sildeniel's amazement (who had been stealing glances), she smiled back to the baby for a reason even she did not understand. She felt comfortable with the child in her arms. They had immediately bonded but there was something else there that could not be explained. Sildeniel, though, turned and looked ahead, smiling to herself. She would be looking forward to seeing the relationship of these two develop.
But tragedy was not about to leave so soon. Mere moments later, something lunged out of the clearing and grabbed hold of the Queen, making her fall off her horse and straight to the ground. The demon that had escaped the night before had come back to take revenge, even if it meant his own death. Thranduil, quickly swerved around only in time to see a sharp knife go through the back of his wife, his queen.
"NOOOOOO!!" screamed Dileriyen but it was too late. Thranduil sliced the creature in two that very moment but he was already too late and the cut was too deep. He knelt down and cradled her head, begging her not to leave him. Dileriyen knelt down in horror, holding a now crying Legolas in her arms and barely whispered..
"My Lady.Sildeniel..."
"Dileriyen..."
"Yes, I am here..."
"You must look after Legolas...he has only you and Thranduil now.You three are a family.never forget that."
Dileriyen started crying out loud. The pain of everything seeping in at once was just too much to bear.
"No Sildeniel! You can't leave me too.you can't."
"Sweetheart, it's alright." she smiled, trying to hide her pain.
"Thranduil my love." She whispered.
"My love do not talk...y-you will b-be fine very soon. E-everything will be better soon," he stammered through his tears. But Thranduil never could lie. Not even to himself.
"Shhhh.We will be together again my love...take care of them. I shall be watching over you.and waiting."
Her last words were barely audible and her eyes closed seconds later. The only sounds were of three very heart-broken elves shedding endless tears on a forest path that could provide them no comfort.
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A/N: Love it? Hate it? Or just don't care? Well I do so pleaaaaase review!!
