Title: Pseudonym


Author: Lauren


Editor: Ed the Editor (whom really exists)


(for disclaimer and summary see chapter 1)


To my reviewers:


Harold -
Thank you for pointing that out.


Lady of Middle Earth - I know it was quick. I didn't want to make it go that fast, but oh well. This is my first multi-chapter story. I'm trying. P.S. It was chapter 10 that I posted.


~*Chapter 11: Road to Recovery & Epilogue :THE END:*~

He never thought someone would come along
And show him a feeling he's always dreamed of.
She didn't plan on falling in love.
Upset the balance she's wanted so long.

~**~

After a few days of rest outside the caves of Mt. Edan, it was time for everyone to go back home. Aralataien had been presented the choice of going home or coming back to Anbrethil, but in the end her desire to see her real parents won over. Endmacar offered to send some guards with her to keep her safe and she gladly excepted. Endmacar had said him and Elenion would have gone with her, but their father would be worrying by now.

So there she sat on the horse she had first made the trip to Mt. Edan on, with 6 guards surrounding her. She had said goodbye to everyone except Elenion. He wasn't talking to after the lies she told him. He wasn't even watching her leave. She jumped off her horse and walked over to him.

"I'm sorry Elenion."

No answer.

"Farewell, I hope we meet again."

Still no answer. She turned mounted her horse, turned, and left.

~**~

Well he lost control and gave up his heart.
To follow the girl that he's always dreamed of.
She pulled away so scared of a love
That might have been more than she had planned on.

~**~

Shortly after Aralataien had left, Elenion approached Endmacar with tear stains down his cheeks.

"Did I do the right thing, brother?"

Endmacar looked his brother over. "Tis not my place to say."

Elenion looked down on the ground.

Endmacar smiled at his brother. It was obvious to where his heart was. "If you would like, Elenion, I'll report to father. She really cares for you, go to her."

Elenion looked up a smile on his lips, he wiped his tears away and jumped on a horse, and rode out after the party headed to Midneve with one person on his mind.

~**~

What happens now
When that persons gone.
The one who you thought
You could always count on.
You fall in love
And they fall out.

~**~

Aralataien had been riding most of the way in silence. So lost in her own lost, she didn't here the hoof beats coming up from behind, until she heard her name being called. She turned and looked into the sunset, there was a lone rider coming up fast. The guards stopped and put their hands on their hilts, until they all recognized the voice.

"Aralataien, forgive me, I was wrong."

"Elenion!"

She jumped off her horse and began running back to him. His own movements mirrored hers. She reached him and jumped into his arms. He spun her around a few times before placing her back down on the ground.

~**~

How do I let go of a love
That meant so much to me.
How do I go on
When your part of me.
I'm dying inside
Each time i see you.
Don't lose sight of me
Cause your all i see.
Your still all i see.

~**~

"Elenion, I didn't want-"

"Shhhh. I forgive you. Your love meant to much to me to let go. I want to come back with you to Midneve.

She smiled at him and leaned in for the kiss she'd been yearning for her since the first night in Anbrethil's gardens. "I love you too."

~*THE END, but wait there is an epilogue.*~

~*Epilogue*~

Telpëelin knocked on Lord Esgalon's chambers.

"Come in. Ah, Telpëelin, what brings you here?"

"My Lord, there is some elves from Anbrethil here to see you."

"It can't wait?"

"Prince Elenion insisted that you come out now."

"The prince? Well, why didn't you say so?" He donned a cloak and followed Telpëelin outside. Esgalon took a quick look around. There was a party of seven elves, one standing away from the others. Esgalon bowed to the prince.

"Lord Esgalon, I have a great surprise for you on this beautiful evening."

"Really? Well, what is it?"

"Patience, my lord, patience. Come here." He gestured to the circle of guards and Esgalon noticed for the first time that there was not seven elves in all, but eight.

The guards stepped aside to reveal a beautiful maiden in a dark green dress. Her dark hair cascaded about her shoulders. She bore a resemblance to Esgalon's wife, but it couldn't be her, she had past into the west several years ago. Wait, there was one other it could be, but no, she was presumably dead.

"Aralataien?" He whispered the name that he had longed for every night for the past nineteen years. Prince Elenion nodded.

She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around him, and whispered in his ear, "Father, I'm home."

THE END

~*Chapter 11: Road to Recovery & Epilogue :THE END:*~

He never thought someone would come along
And show him a feeling he's always dreamed of.
She didn't plan on falling in love.
Upset the balance she's wanted so long.

~**~

After a few days of rest outside the caves of Mt. Edan, it was time for everyone to go back home. Aralataien had been presented the choice of going home or coming back to Anbrethil, but in the end her desire to see her real parents won over. Endmacar offered to send some guards with her to keep her safe and she gladly excepted. Endmacar had said him and Elenion would have gone with her, but their father would be worrying by now.

So there she sat on the horse she had first made the trip to Mt. Edan on, with 6 guards surrounding her. She had said goodbye to everyone except Elenion. He wasn't talking to after the lies she told him. He wasn't even watching her leave. She jumped off her horse and walked over to him.

"I'm sorry Elenion."

No answer.

"Farewell, I hope we meet again."

Still no answer. She turned mounted her horse, turned, and left.

~**~

Well he lost control and gave up his heart.
To follow the girl that he's always dreamed of.
She pulled away so scared of a love
That might have been more than she had planned on.

~**~

Shortly after Aralataien had left, Elenion approached Endmacar with tear stains down his cheeks.

"Did I do the right thing, brother?"

Endmacar looked his brother over. "Tis not my place to say."

Elenion looked down on the ground.

Endmacar smiled at his brother. It was obvious to where his heart was. "If you would like, Elenion, I'll report to father. She really cares for you, go to her."

Elenion looked up a smile on his lips, he wiped his tears away and jumped on a horse, and rode out after the party headed to Midneve with one person on his mind.

~**~

What happens now
When that persons gone.
The one who you thought
You could always count on.
You fall in love
And they fall out.

~**~

Aralataien had been riding most of the way in silence. So lost in her own lost, she didn't here the hoof beats coming up from behind, until she heard her name being called. She turned and looked into the sunset, there was a lone rider coming up fast. The guards stopped and put their hands on their hilts, until they all recognized the voice.

"Aralataien, forgive me, I was wrong."

"Elenion!"

She jumped off her horse and began running back to him. His own movements mirrored hers. She reached him and jumped into his arms. He spun her around a few times before placing her back down on the ground.

~**~

How do I let go of a love
That meant so much to me.
How do I go on
When your part of me.
I'm dying inside
Each time i see you.
Don't lose sight of me
Cause your all i see.
Your still all i see.

~**~

"Elenion, I didn't want-"

"Shhhh. I forgive you. Your love meant to much to me to let go. I want to come back with you to Midneve.

She smiled at him and leaned in for the kiss she'd been yearning for her since the first night in Anbrethil's gardens. "I love you too."

~*THE END, but wait there is an epilogue.*~

~*Epilogue*~

Telpëelin knocked on Lord Esgalon's chambers.

"Come in. Ah, Telpëelin, what brings you here?"

"My Lord, there is some elves from Anbrethil here to see you."

"It can't wait?"

"Prince Elenion insisted that you come out now."

"The prince? Well, why didn't you say so?" He donned a cloak and followed Telpëelin outside. Esgalon took a quick look around. There was a party of seven elves, one standing away from the others. Esgalon bowed to the prince.

"Lord Esgalon, I have a great surprise for you on this beautiful evening."

"Really? Well, what is it?"

"Patience, my lord, patience. Come here." He gestured to the circle of guards and Esgalon noticed for the first time that there was not seven elves in all, but eight.

The guards stepped aside to reveal a beautiful maiden in a dark green dress. Her dark hair cascaded about her shoulders. She bore a resemblance to Esgalon's wife, but it couldn't be her, she had past into the west several years ago. Wait, there was one other it could be, but no, she was presumably dead.

"Aralataien?" He whispered the name that he had longed for every night for the past nineteen years. Prince Elenion nodded.

She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around him, and whispered in his ear, "Father, I'm home."

~*THE END, for real this time*~

Thanks all for reading. Here's a preview for the next story to be posted (should take about two weeks):

As they left the gate, a horrible scene greeted Aralataien's eyes. There were these beings, covered in black slime and dirt. They were short and quick, but not very skilled in the way of battle. The soldiers were definitely going to win this battle.

She was about to join into the fray, but saw something that worsened the situation. Off in the shadow of the trees, Aralataien saw an orc dragging someone off. No one else seemed to notice this, so she ran off into the woods. As she got closer to the orc and it's prey she realized with a sickening feeling that the person being dragged along was Serena. No matter how much she hated someone she would not allow them to become orc prey.

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