This is it, the LAST CHAPTER!!! I've had great fun writing this, and I hope you have enjoyed reading it. Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers who have stuck with the whole story. You guys mean a lot to me, and with your help and ideas, this story has been better than I had anticipated. Thank you again! *blows air kisses to every reviewer*
Gilraen3.
Elerrina- Here you go, the last chapter. Thanks for sticking with this story. You've been one of my most vigilant readers. ^_^
Radiion- Oh, you're funny! All your reviews make me laugh! It was sleep as in 'sleep', get it? Heehee! Not sure about the epilogue, but I think this will do. I agree, why can't C.T write more? I think they should do separate stories on each member of the Fellowship. (LEGOLAS!!!) That would be so cool. I know all things must end eventually, and I am afraid this is the end of this story. :'-( But I hope you like the end. You too have been a wonderful reviewer, and I thank you for all your marvellous messages. Thank you!!! ^_^
muykiay- You lot have such dirty minds! Just sleeping on their wedding night…………………OF COURSE THEY DIDN'T!!!! But I didn't put the details in, so as not to offend anyone! ;-) That is actually quite a cool idea for a sequel, but there is just one problem. Not gonna tell you now, its at the end! About the witch's sister capturing the kids. You'll see why I can't write it. But it was a good idea. Maybe I can work around it. But all things must end eventually, as this does. Thank you for reviewing literally every chapter, and I hope you will enjoy my new stories. (When I get round to getting them on here!) Thanks again. ^_^
Chapter 14, Valinor.
The sun streamed in through the window, and shone off of a white dress slung over the back of a chair. A few diamonds lay scattered over the top of a dressing table. Rainbows reflected on the walls from the light that shone on the tiny diamonds. Next to them, lay a tiara, with crystals adorning the front. A ringlet of silver, with a droplet of crystal lay next to that. The suns' rays next came across two sleeping figures, curled up together under the bedclothes. Long golden hair, mixed slightly with long, dark brown hair lay on the pillow, the golden hair in braids, the brown just wavy. The golden-haired figure stirred, and sat up slowly, so as not to wake the other. He rubbed his eyes, and looked around. He gingerly felt his poor thumping head. The other figure stirred quietly beside him. He looked down at her, and smiled as he remembered the day before. He leant on his elbow, and stroked the person's hair next to him. She giggled from beneath the sheets. "Leggy…"
"Don't. Call. Me. That!" he whispered into her ear.
She giggled, again, and sat up. He slipped his arm round her bare shoulders. She smiled, and kissed him. Then, she lifted her hand to her head. "My head is killing me," she groaned.
"I told you to not have that other glass of wine last night, and the one after that, and the one after that, and the one after t…OW!" She slapped his bare shoulder.
"S'cuse me, what was that for?"
"For being a cheeky git!"
He laughed, but stopped because his head was also thumping. "Ok, ok, we'll have to take it extremely easy today, no hard work."
"I s'pose we'd better get up though. People will be wondering where we are."
"They know where we are."
"Legolas!"
He laughed. "Come on then, up you get."
"You get out first."
"I can't. You're trapping me!"
She laughed, and slipped out. She pulled on her dressing gown, and ran through to the other room. He sighed, and spread himself out right across the bed. He would have drifted straight back to sleep, unless Rinamarth hadn't come back in when she was dressed, and bundled him.
"Get up lazy."
He groaned. "I can't be bothered. It's nice and comfy here."
"Tough, now come on before I pull the covers off!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
Rinamarth jumped off, and took the sheets with her. He grabbed them, and they both ended up in a pile on the floor. They couldn't stop laughing. Eventually, Legolas got the sheets back, and he got dressed. Rinamarth tidied up the room a bit. Then they made their way down to the hall. As they reached the door, which was slightly ajar, Rinamarth stopped. "Does my hair look ok?"
"Rinamarth honey, you look perfect, you always do. Come on." They could hear laughter, followed by loud groans coming from within the hall. They pushed open the door, and walked in. A quiet cheer greeted them, but still, people held their heads in agony. They made their way over to sit next to Aragorn and Arwen, who also, looked as if they were suffering.
"Hello," Arwen said quietly.
Rinamarth smiled. "Headache?"
Arwen just looked at her as if to say, "Well what do you think?" People got talking, and soon, normal chitchat was about the previous night.
The day passed as usual. A few weeks later, everyone was returning to his or her own homes. Legolas and Rinamarth were also going. The Hobbits were going back to the Shire; Gandalf was going some of the way with them. Elrond and the Elves who had come with him and Arwen were returning to Rivendell. Galadriel and Celeborn were going back to Lothlórien. Gimli and Legolas would be going to look round Fangorn Forest, then onto Mirkwood. They would return to the City however, with people to help rebuild it. Gimli would go home, and retrieve some of his people from their deep caves to rebuild the Gate and houses, and Legolas would get some Wood-Elves to plant trees and flowers to make Minas Tirith the beautiful and grand City it once was.
All of this happened with no hitches. Rinamarth loved being back in Mirkwood, she had so many wonderful memories of it. Her and Legolas went to the waterfall, and shared a very passionate kiss, much more passionate than the kiss hundreds of years ago. They stayed many weeks in Mirkwood, then went back to Minas Tirith.
The years passed gradually. They had two children, one girl, and one boy. The girl they named Gwirnaru, and the boy, Ergail. They lived in Ithillien for many peaceful years. When Aragorn gave up his life at the age of 210, Arwen too, passed away. Elrond, Galadriel, and Celeborn had all passed over the Sea many years before. She was laid to rest in Lothlórien, and there will be her green grave, until the world is changed, and Men that come after forget all the years of her life. Rinamarth was absolutely distraught. No one could give her any comfort, not even her husband or children. She had known this time would come, but it was still awful. Legolas built a grey ship in Ithillien with the help of his son and Gimli. They then crossed over the Sea. Gwirnaru and Ergail remained in Middle-Earth with Thranduil, who was also staying. They had not seen enough of the world yet, and Thranduil had no intention of leaving his kingdom for many more years. Just Rinamarth, Legolas, and Gimli crossed over.
They were at Sea for many months, but when they reached the Havens, a marvellous sight awaited them. Hundreds of Elves were lined up along the shore, waiting to welcome them. They was Elrond, Galadriel, Celebrían, Celeborn, everyone. Rinamarth was overjoyed to be back with her family, even though Arwen was not there with her. She missed her sister dearly, and would for all time. But there was nothing she could do. She had gradually got over the pain of her loss, and had grown strong for the long journey. Legolas had been the only happy thing in her life.
They settled down in a nice small place in the Havens, and were happy. Gwirnaru and Ergail didn't pass over for many hundreds of years. Legolas and Rinamarth missed their children dreadfully. Thranduil arrived about 250 years after Legolas and Rinamarth. He had left Ergail in charge of Mirkwood, as he was next in line to the throne. He lived near to Rinamarth and Legolas.
When Gwirnaru and Ergail arrived, Rinamarth was happier than ever before. They had both grown into wonderful Elves, and she was so proud of them. Gwirnaru was tall, slender, and beautiful. Legolas said she looked just like her mother, and that she had inherited Rinamarths' beautiful voice. Rinamarth kept blushing whenever she heard that. Ergail was strong, handsome, and tall, just like his father. Legolas was extremely proud of his son. He was an excellent archer and fighter, and one of the best riders ever seen in Middle-Earth, as was his father. They lived peacefully forever in Valinor.
So how was that ending? Typical I know, 'they peacefully forever in Valinor'. But I couldn't put them through any more heartache. Sorry, but I don't think I'm that cruel! Well, maybe. ;-) Please review with your thoughts on my story. Like I said last chapter, I am working on a new story now, and I might put it up. Here's the beginning, and tell me what you think of it.
The sun had just risen over the treetops. Dew still glistened on the leaves and lush green grass. Birds sang, hidden away in the undergrowth, and small animals crept silently through the woods. It was early morning, and no one had yet awoken. Except one.
He stood on his balcony, gazing at the steadily rising sun, breathing in the crisp, fresh morning air. His deep eyes searched over his home, taking in everything. He was leant on the railings, head resting cupped in his hands, and tears leaving a soft trail down his porcelain face.
He had just lost the one he loved to another. It had happened the previous day, yet he could still feel the pain, still hear her voice, telling him that it was over. He felt lost, numb, and alone. He hadn't expected it at all; it had been a complete shock. He had been sitting in the library reading when she had come to him. He could tell by her expression that it was bad news.
And I haven't even got a title for it! I have already written quite a bit, and it is not going to be a total love story. Not like Silent Elf, Almost Strangers, or Unádith. There is a lot more to come. If I am going to put it up, it should be up by next weekend, the 25th. Well, namárie for now! ^_^
Gilraen3.