Author's Note: This is a really short chapter, but since it's only
Saturday, it's possible that I'll be able to get chapter 15 up, but I'm not
making any promises. I hope you like this tiny chapter anyway!
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Chapter 14
Êlcàlë looked around the calming, expressionless area, but once again saw nothing but white light. With a small smile and readjusting the bag she shouldered, Êlcàlë walked forward boldly, as thoughts of what awaited her on the other side filled her mind. She could see the library, very small, but ever growing as her pace quickened.
"I am glad you came back," Ilùvatar said, chuckling as the young woman jumped in surprise. "I am sorry. I did not mean to alarm you." "It is all right," Êlcàlë said with a smile, sure that Ilùvatar could see it. "I am glad to be back as well," she said as she stopped at the end of the portal. No one was in the library and with a deep breath, she stepped through the portal and back into the library she had grown to love. The portal closed behind her, it's task now complete. Without another thought, Êlcàlë put her bag down and ran out, looking for Legolas. What she didn't expect was to run into Aragorn as she turned the corner. "You're back! You came back!" Aragorn cried in delight, much like a child on Christmas day, causing Êlcàlë to chuckle. "Aye, mellon nin," Êlcàlë said, giving the king a hug. "Where is Legolas?" "He is in his room, moping, I believe," Aragorn said with a mischievous grin. "You'll find him in there." "Thank you," Êlcàlë said as she left the king and continued down the hall to Legolas' room.
The door was closed, but she could hear the faintest sigh and a small flop as Legolas threw himself down into a chair. Smiling, but nervous, Êlcàlë knocked on the door.
"Come in," Legolas said quietly after a moment. He did not look at the door as he heard it click open. He stared out the window as he heard someone step into his room. "What troubles you, my lord?" Êlcàlë asked softly, causing Legolas to turn abruptly at her voice. He stared at her for a moment before jumping up, knocking over the cushioned chair. "I'm never going to let you go," Legolas whispered into her ear as he embraced Êlcàlë fiercely. "Never again. I can't live without you." "And I cannot live without you," Êlcàlë whispered, burying her head into his shoulder and chest. "I cannot live without my heart, which I gave to you, long ago." Legolas smiled widely but there was a troubled look in his eyes. "You left the world you knew, and you came back here," Legolas said, sad that she would never see the place she grew up again, unsure if she had made the right choice. "Nay, my love," Êlcàlë said as she caught the meaning of his words. "I came home," she whispered, placing a soft kiss on his lips, which he returned lovingly, touching her very soul.
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Chapter 14
Êlcàlë looked around the calming, expressionless area, but once again saw nothing but white light. With a small smile and readjusting the bag she shouldered, Êlcàlë walked forward boldly, as thoughts of what awaited her on the other side filled her mind. She could see the library, very small, but ever growing as her pace quickened.
"I am glad you came back," Ilùvatar said, chuckling as the young woman jumped in surprise. "I am sorry. I did not mean to alarm you." "It is all right," Êlcàlë said with a smile, sure that Ilùvatar could see it. "I am glad to be back as well," she said as she stopped at the end of the portal. No one was in the library and with a deep breath, she stepped through the portal and back into the library she had grown to love. The portal closed behind her, it's task now complete. Without another thought, Êlcàlë put her bag down and ran out, looking for Legolas. What she didn't expect was to run into Aragorn as she turned the corner. "You're back! You came back!" Aragorn cried in delight, much like a child on Christmas day, causing Êlcàlë to chuckle. "Aye, mellon nin," Êlcàlë said, giving the king a hug. "Where is Legolas?" "He is in his room, moping, I believe," Aragorn said with a mischievous grin. "You'll find him in there." "Thank you," Êlcàlë said as she left the king and continued down the hall to Legolas' room.
The door was closed, but she could hear the faintest sigh and a small flop as Legolas threw himself down into a chair. Smiling, but nervous, Êlcàlë knocked on the door.
"Come in," Legolas said quietly after a moment. He did not look at the door as he heard it click open. He stared out the window as he heard someone step into his room. "What troubles you, my lord?" Êlcàlë asked softly, causing Legolas to turn abruptly at her voice. He stared at her for a moment before jumping up, knocking over the cushioned chair. "I'm never going to let you go," Legolas whispered into her ear as he embraced Êlcàlë fiercely. "Never again. I can't live without you." "And I cannot live without you," Êlcàlë whispered, burying her head into his shoulder and chest. "I cannot live without my heart, which I gave to you, long ago." Legolas smiled widely but there was a troubled look in his eyes. "You left the world you knew, and you came back here," Legolas said, sad that she would never see the place she grew up again, unsure if she had made the right choice. "Nay, my love," Êlcàlë said as she caught the meaning of his words. "I came home," she whispered, placing a soft kiss on his lips, which he returned lovingly, touching her very soul.