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A/N: I decided to write a little segment between Elrond and Idril. It turned out longer than I thought, so this not the end. There is still at least one more chapter to go. Enjoy and please review.
Chapter 8
A Life of Sorrow
With great speed, Gwindor raced across the ground. Idril was heading back. She needed to find Elrond and lead him to the moon cave. She had only been traveling a short distance when she saw them riding in the distance.
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Elrond was silently riding. They had been riding hard for the past few hours. Elrond was determined to find Legolas. Suddenly Elrond stopped his horse and stared of into the distance. Elessar and the other elves also stopped.
"Is there a problem, Lord Elrond?" one of the elves, Amras asked.
Elrond was about to speak when Elrohir spoke up. "Isn't that Lady Idril?"
Elrond nodded. "Unless my eyes deceive me also, that is Idril traveling toward us."
Elrohir looked over to his father. "I knew she wouldn't stay in Rivendell."
Elrond sighed. Slowly they rode to her. In a few moments, they reached each other.
Idril stopped her horse and greeted Elrond. "Lord Elrond." She said with a slight bow of her head.
"I thought I told you to stay in Rivendell." Elrond said.
Idril nodded. "I know, but I knew where the orcs had taken Legolas. I remember a cave in the mountain a long time ago. The entrance to the cave can only be revealed by the moonlight. I had to come. I couldn't stay in Rivendell and let Legolas die in the hands of the orcs."
Elrond sighed and dismounted. "May I speak privately with you Idril?" Elrond said more as a statement than a question.
Idril dismounted from her horse and walked silently beside Elrond.
"Idril," Elrond began. "I know how much you want to find Legolas, but these lands have become very dangerous. War will soon come to the land. I can feel it. The time of the elves is nearly over. Some have already begun to leave. Middle Earth is not like it once was Idril. I wanted you to stay in Rivendell to protect you." Elrond stopped walking. He turned to look at Idril. "I have always thought of you as a another daughter to me." Elrond placed his hands on her shoulders. "It is my job to protect you, Idril just like it is my job to protect Arwen." Elrond said slowly. As he did, he looked behind Idril. His eyes looked at Elessar, but quickly he turned back to face Idril.
Idril smiled at his words. "I know, but you must understand, Lord Elrond. Since my mother's death, my life has been full of sorrow. Joy never returned to me. While I was in Gondor, I was alone. I was not among my people. I was an outcast. Then my father died and I was devastated. Sorrow seems to follow behind me. I traveled to Lothlorien, but still my sorrow lingered. Then I met Legolas again. For a time, it seemed as if my sorrow had left. I was happy once again. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be happy. Now, the orcs have torn Legolas from my grasp. Sorrow follows behind me once again. I cannot live in grief any longer. I must rescue Legolas or die trying."
Elrond pulled Idril closed and embraced her. "I know you have had a hard life and for that I am sorry. If I could take away your pain and grief, I would." He let go of Idril and looked her in the eyes. "Never give up hope. We will rescue Legolas. Now come. We must formulate a plan."
Idril and Elrond walked back to the group. For awhile the elves and Elessar talked until they had planned Legolas's rescue. As they were about to leave, Elrohir approached Idril.
"Please be careful, Idril. I know how good you are with bow and a sword, but I am still worried. These orcs and goblins are after you, Idril. It's you they want to kill."
Idril stood with a slight smile on her face. "Don't worry about me, Elrohir. I do not fear death. The only thing I fear is living in sorrow for the rest of my life."
Elrohir put a hand on her shoulder. "Just be careful!"
"Let's go." Elrond said as he mounted his horse.
Everyone else followed and rode off toward the mountain.
~~~
Legolas sat against the wall with his knees drawn close to his chest. How long he had been waiting he did not know. He guessed that it was night outside, but he had no way to be sure. Silently, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the beautiful necklace Idril had given him. He could hear Idril's silent voice as he starred at it, 'I give this too you as a symbol of my love and devotion to you.'
Legolas smiled. "My love is forever yours, Idril." He whispered. "Forever yours."
Legolas quickly put the necklace back in his pocket as he heard the door open. Two orcs came through the door. One held a sword and a whip the other held a plate with food.
"Here's you gruel." The orc taunted as he placed the food down. He also placed a small canteen of water on the floor beside it.
Legolas starred at the food and then looked back up at the orcs. They turned to leave. Suddenly one turned around and hit Legolas with his whip. Legolas cringed as the blow fell on his left shoulder. The orc laughed.
Legolas starred straight at him. "Let me go, you coward!"
The orc snarled. He raised his whip to hit Legolas again. This time Legolas was ready. As the whip came down it hit Legolas's right arm. The blow stung at his arm, but Legolas ignored it. He quickly grabbed the end of the whip and jerked it, pulling the orc of balance. He quickly hit the orc knocking him unconscious.
The other orc turned to leave, but Legolas was quick. He picked up the sword off the ground and killed the orc before he could close the door. Slowly he exited the prison. He had no idea were he was, but he knew he needed to escape.
A/N: I decided to write a little segment between Elrond and Idril. It turned out longer than I thought, so this not the end. There is still at least one more chapter to go. Enjoy and please review.
Chapter 8
A Life of Sorrow
With great speed, Gwindor raced across the ground. Idril was heading back. She needed to find Elrond and lead him to the moon cave. She had only been traveling a short distance when she saw them riding in the distance.
~~~
Elrond was silently riding. They had been riding hard for the past few hours. Elrond was determined to find Legolas. Suddenly Elrond stopped his horse and stared of into the distance. Elessar and the other elves also stopped.
"Is there a problem, Lord Elrond?" one of the elves, Amras asked.
Elrond was about to speak when Elrohir spoke up. "Isn't that Lady Idril?"
Elrond nodded. "Unless my eyes deceive me also, that is Idril traveling toward us."
Elrohir looked over to his father. "I knew she wouldn't stay in Rivendell."
Elrond sighed. Slowly they rode to her. In a few moments, they reached each other.
Idril stopped her horse and greeted Elrond. "Lord Elrond." She said with a slight bow of her head.
"I thought I told you to stay in Rivendell." Elrond said.
Idril nodded. "I know, but I knew where the orcs had taken Legolas. I remember a cave in the mountain a long time ago. The entrance to the cave can only be revealed by the moonlight. I had to come. I couldn't stay in Rivendell and let Legolas die in the hands of the orcs."
Elrond sighed and dismounted. "May I speak privately with you Idril?" Elrond said more as a statement than a question.
Idril dismounted from her horse and walked silently beside Elrond.
"Idril," Elrond began. "I know how much you want to find Legolas, but these lands have become very dangerous. War will soon come to the land. I can feel it. The time of the elves is nearly over. Some have already begun to leave. Middle Earth is not like it once was Idril. I wanted you to stay in Rivendell to protect you." Elrond stopped walking. He turned to look at Idril. "I have always thought of you as a another daughter to me." Elrond placed his hands on her shoulders. "It is my job to protect you, Idril just like it is my job to protect Arwen." Elrond said slowly. As he did, he looked behind Idril. His eyes looked at Elessar, but quickly he turned back to face Idril.
Idril smiled at his words. "I know, but you must understand, Lord Elrond. Since my mother's death, my life has been full of sorrow. Joy never returned to me. While I was in Gondor, I was alone. I was not among my people. I was an outcast. Then my father died and I was devastated. Sorrow seems to follow behind me. I traveled to Lothlorien, but still my sorrow lingered. Then I met Legolas again. For a time, it seemed as if my sorrow had left. I was happy once again. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be happy. Now, the orcs have torn Legolas from my grasp. Sorrow follows behind me once again. I cannot live in grief any longer. I must rescue Legolas or die trying."
Elrond pulled Idril closed and embraced her. "I know you have had a hard life and for that I am sorry. If I could take away your pain and grief, I would." He let go of Idril and looked her in the eyes. "Never give up hope. We will rescue Legolas. Now come. We must formulate a plan."
Idril and Elrond walked back to the group. For awhile the elves and Elessar talked until they had planned Legolas's rescue. As they were about to leave, Elrohir approached Idril.
"Please be careful, Idril. I know how good you are with bow and a sword, but I am still worried. These orcs and goblins are after you, Idril. It's you they want to kill."
Idril stood with a slight smile on her face. "Don't worry about me, Elrohir. I do not fear death. The only thing I fear is living in sorrow for the rest of my life."
Elrohir put a hand on her shoulder. "Just be careful!"
"Let's go." Elrond said as he mounted his horse.
Everyone else followed and rode off toward the mountain.
~~~
Legolas sat against the wall with his knees drawn close to his chest. How long he had been waiting he did not know. He guessed that it was night outside, but he had no way to be sure. Silently, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the beautiful necklace Idril had given him. He could hear Idril's silent voice as he starred at it, 'I give this too you as a symbol of my love and devotion to you.'
Legolas smiled. "My love is forever yours, Idril." He whispered. "Forever yours."
Legolas quickly put the necklace back in his pocket as he heard the door open. Two orcs came through the door. One held a sword and a whip the other held a plate with food.
"Here's you gruel." The orc taunted as he placed the food down. He also placed a small canteen of water on the floor beside it.
Legolas starred at the food and then looked back up at the orcs. They turned to leave. Suddenly one turned around and hit Legolas with his whip. Legolas cringed as the blow fell on his left shoulder. The orc laughed.
Legolas starred straight at him. "Let me go, you coward!"
The orc snarled. He raised his whip to hit Legolas again. This time Legolas was ready. As the whip came down it hit Legolas's right arm. The blow stung at his arm, but Legolas ignored it. He quickly grabbed the end of the whip and jerked it, pulling the orc of balance. He quickly hit the orc knocking him unconscious.
The other orc turned to leave, but Legolas was quick. He picked up the sword off the ground and killed the orc before he could close the door. Slowly he exited the prison. He had no idea were he was, but he knew he needed to escape.
