Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Lotr characters, they are all created
by the magnificent J.R.R. Tolkien, true Lord of the rings.
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To see a world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
(Poem by William Blake)
Chapter 9: And the plot thickens
The council was to be held in the courtyard that day.
Aerin sat next to Haldir and Aranwe, she looked around the courtyard, which was now filled with elves.
King Thranduil sat on his marble throne, both his sons stood by his side.
Aerin was surprised to see that even Lord Elrond had come to the meeting, she knew he was a very wise elf and his healing methods were legendary.
Lord Elrond must have sensed her gaze and looked straight at her. He gave her a thoughtful smile and than looked away again. A strange feeling came over her.
Did I see something in his dark brown eyes or was it just my imagination?
King Thranduil rose from his throne and looked at the elves that were assembled in the courtyard.
"Thank you for coming to this council on such short notice, lady Galadriel has come to me with very urgent news that concerns us all."
King Thranduil turned his attention towards the Lady and so did all the other elves.
Lady Galadriel elegantly rose up from her seat and walked towards the center of the courtyard, so she could face all whom were there.
" Sinya mornie utulie,
Han mathon ne nen,
Han mathon ne chea,
A han noston ned' wilith."
' A new darkness has come,
I can feel it in the water,
I can feel it in the earth,
I can smell it in the air.'
She spoke as if she was in a trance, looking around the yard, her eyes seem to penetrate all of them.
Nervous whispers came from the crowd.
"What new darkness do you speak of my lady?" Lord Elronds' voice sounded through the whispers.
"Morion has returned," she spoke, turning her attention towards him.
All whispers seized immidiatly.
Many of the elves that were present knew of Morion.
Morion had been banished from Loth Lorien thousand of years ago for attempting to kill lady Galadriel, he then retreated to Ered Mithrin also known as the Grey Mountains and joined a group of dark elves.
"How is he a threat to us?" King Thranduil now asked her.
"He has raised an army of dark creatures. He has grown much stronger since he left Lorien many years ago," Lady Galadriel explained, still watching the elves.
"What makes you so sure that he will attack us?" King Thranduil asked again, still not convinced.
Lady Galadriel turned to face him, her incredible, green eyes narrowed.
"The orc attacks on your kingdom are proof of that, my Lord. They are his doing," she replied to him in a calm voice.
King Thranduil nodded and a concerned expression grew on his face.
"What does he want?" Alderon now asked her.
"What he has always wanted, young prince, the power to rule over the elves and maybe even Ambarenya, Middle- Earth," she let out a melodic laughter, it sound was sweet but bitter.
"But why is he attacking us? Lorien and Rivendell are much more powerful than Mirkwood," Alderon asked, confused.
"I do not know," lady Galadriel replied, shortly.
"It all started with lady Aerin's coming," another voice echoed through the courtyard.
Everybody turned their attention towards the young man, whom was now standing up from his seat and pointing his finger accusingly at Aerin.
Aerin recognized the young elf, it was Ronyo, the elf she defeated in a sword fight, for a short moment his cold eyes met hers.
"What are you implying, young one?" the Lady stared at him with her piercing green eyes.
Although Ronyo felt a bit frightened by the Lady, it seemed that his arrogance and ego were bigger than his fear and he boldly looked at her.
"As I said, it began with her, ever since her arrival in Mirkwood, we have been under constant attack by the orcs, maybe she has done something to arouse their anger."
Legolas had listened to Ronyo's words and his anger was aroused by the elf's false accusations.
"Farea! Antolle ulua sulrim, ruthaer, Enough, much wind pours from your mouth, angry one, this is not an inquisition where you can point your finger and accuse someone."
"It is not an accusation, it is a fact, my prince. Was she not under attack by orcs when you so bravely rescued her?" a grin appeared on Ronyo's face.
"Mere coincidence, it does not prove anything. It seems to me that your facts are based on lies and false accusations," Legolas eyes were as cold as ice and his words as hard as stone.
Ronyo's face turned sour and he quietly sat back in his seat, he decided to keep quiet for now. 'My time will come, ignorant fool.' He thought bitterly.
Legolas looked at Aerin's pale face and instantly their eyes locked. Suddenly to his surprise and that of everybody else, Aerin stood up and stepped forward.
"Maybe what Ronyo told you is true. Do you remember that day by the waterfall?" Aerin spoke softly to Legolas.
Legolas nodded as he remembered that day. Most of all, he remembered the touch of her warm, soft lips.
"You were almost killed, my prince," she reminded him, her voice no more than a mere whisper.
"You had nothing to do with that, Aerin, it was not your fault," Legolas features softened as he tried to comfort her with his words.
He was resisting the urge to hold her in his arms and kiss her.
"Did they not say 'give us the girl?" Aerin reminded him again.
"Pray tell, my lady, what do they want with me?" Aerin turned to face Lady Galadriel and looked her straight in the eye.
"It is not what they want from you, it is what he wants from you," the Lady spoke in a riddle.
"And what may that be?" King Thranduil asked, curiously.
Before Lady Galadriel could answer, Lord Elrond stood up.
"Morion has always wanted the magic of the Galadhrim. Only the female descendents of the Galadhrim posses this magic, it runs through their veins."
"But why go after Aerin and not the Lady?" Alderon asked Lord Elrond.
"I do not know for certain, maybe it has something to do with her gift," lord Elrond answered, thoughtfully.
"My gift is only for healing purposes, what good is that to him?" Aerin asked him.
"Your magic has grown stronger and will continue to do so. I have heard that you brought prince Legolas back from the dead," lord Elrond told her with a hint of admiration in his voice.
"He was still alive when I healed him. If he was not I would not been able to save him," Aerin stammered.
"No, I was dead. I could feel my spirit leaving my body and then you brought me back to life," Legolas spoke to her her and took her hand gently in his.
"For that I will be forever in your depth," he kissed the palm of her hand and looked into her eyes, eyes that were filled with love for her.
" So he wants my fiancée. What are we to do know?" Alderon asked, trying to break their moment.
"Nothing for now, that is, not until we know for certain what he is up to," lady Galadriel replied.
"So we let him make another move again?" King Thranduil now asked her a bit astonished.
"He must not learn about our knowledge. I will send spies to Ered Mithrin to gather information. Double your guards if you must and stay alert," she told the king.
"What about Aerin?" Alderon asked concerned, looking at his fiancee.
"Aerin is save as long as she remains near the palace. The orcs will not dare to come this close," lady Galadriel replied.
Aerin couldn't believe her ears. That meant no more riding in the forest or going to the training fields, she would be a prisoner.
"Will I be guarded too or just locked up in the castle for the time being, my Lady?" she asked with a sarcastic undertone in her voice.
"Do not worry, it is for your own safety. You will not be guarded or locked up like a prisoner, my child," her aunt gently smiled at her.
Did the Lady just read my mind? Aerin asked herself in surprise.
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Finally the council had ended.
It had been a long and tiresome day for every one.
Everybody, who had been present at the council, was staying as a guest at the palace and was invited to the ball.
Aerin sighed at the thought of the upcoming ball, she had promised to give the first dance to Legolas.
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Disclaimer: I know, I know, it's a very short chapter and I feel very much ashamed. However I hope you've enjoyed it. I really love the poem at the beginning of this chapter, it's one of my personal favorites! Until next time!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Thank you for your review and keep reading!
Chilamala: I still think it's a Mary - Sue, but I am not complaining.
PunK- roK: I try to be as original as possible, It's hard though because there are over 25.000 stories here, who are trying to be original too!
Albinofrog 88: Is it to melodramatic? Cause I watch a lot of soaps, you know.
Aramis1: There's going to be a lot more, the wedding however is postponed until, I don't know!
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
(Poem by William Blake)
Chapter 9: And the plot thickens
The council was to be held in the courtyard that day.
Aerin sat next to Haldir and Aranwe, she looked around the courtyard, which was now filled with elves.
King Thranduil sat on his marble throne, both his sons stood by his side.
Aerin was surprised to see that even Lord Elrond had come to the meeting, she knew he was a very wise elf and his healing methods were legendary.
Lord Elrond must have sensed her gaze and looked straight at her. He gave her a thoughtful smile and than looked away again. A strange feeling came over her.
Did I see something in his dark brown eyes or was it just my imagination?
King Thranduil rose from his throne and looked at the elves that were assembled in the courtyard.
"Thank you for coming to this council on such short notice, lady Galadriel has come to me with very urgent news that concerns us all."
King Thranduil turned his attention towards the Lady and so did all the other elves.
Lady Galadriel elegantly rose up from her seat and walked towards the center of the courtyard, so she could face all whom were there.
" Sinya mornie utulie,
Han mathon ne nen,
Han mathon ne chea,
A han noston ned' wilith."
' A new darkness has come,
I can feel it in the water,
I can feel it in the earth,
I can smell it in the air.'
She spoke as if she was in a trance, looking around the yard, her eyes seem to penetrate all of them.
Nervous whispers came from the crowd.
"What new darkness do you speak of my lady?" Lord Elronds' voice sounded through the whispers.
"Morion has returned," she spoke, turning her attention towards him.
All whispers seized immidiatly.
Many of the elves that were present knew of Morion.
Morion had been banished from Loth Lorien thousand of years ago for attempting to kill lady Galadriel, he then retreated to Ered Mithrin also known as the Grey Mountains and joined a group of dark elves.
"How is he a threat to us?" King Thranduil now asked her.
"He has raised an army of dark creatures. He has grown much stronger since he left Lorien many years ago," Lady Galadriel explained, still watching the elves.
"What makes you so sure that he will attack us?" King Thranduil asked again, still not convinced.
Lady Galadriel turned to face him, her incredible, green eyes narrowed.
"The orc attacks on your kingdom are proof of that, my Lord. They are his doing," she replied to him in a calm voice.
King Thranduil nodded and a concerned expression grew on his face.
"What does he want?" Alderon now asked her.
"What he has always wanted, young prince, the power to rule over the elves and maybe even Ambarenya, Middle- Earth," she let out a melodic laughter, it sound was sweet but bitter.
"But why is he attacking us? Lorien and Rivendell are much more powerful than Mirkwood," Alderon asked, confused.
"I do not know," lady Galadriel replied, shortly.
"It all started with lady Aerin's coming," another voice echoed through the courtyard.
Everybody turned their attention towards the young man, whom was now standing up from his seat and pointing his finger accusingly at Aerin.
Aerin recognized the young elf, it was Ronyo, the elf she defeated in a sword fight, for a short moment his cold eyes met hers.
"What are you implying, young one?" the Lady stared at him with her piercing green eyes.
Although Ronyo felt a bit frightened by the Lady, it seemed that his arrogance and ego were bigger than his fear and he boldly looked at her.
"As I said, it began with her, ever since her arrival in Mirkwood, we have been under constant attack by the orcs, maybe she has done something to arouse their anger."
Legolas had listened to Ronyo's words and his anger was aroused by the elf's false accusations.
"Farea! Antolle ulua sulrim, ruthaer, Enough, much wind pours from your mouth, angry one, this is not an inquisition where you can point your finger and accuse someone."
"It is not an accusation, it is a fact, my prince. Was she not under attack by orcs when you so bravely rescued her?" a grin appeared on Ronyo's face.
"Mere coincidence, it does not prove anything. It seems to me that your facts are based on lies and false accusations," Legolas eyes were as cold as ice and his words as hard as stone.
Ronyo's face turned sour and he quietly sat back in his seat, he decided to keep quiet for now. 'My time will come, ignorant fool.' He thought bitterly.
Legolas looked at Aerin's pale face and instantly their eyes locked. Suddenly to his surprise and that of everybody else, Aerin stood up and stepped forward.
"Maybe what Ronyo told you is true. Do you remember that day by the waterfall?" Aerin spoke softly to Legolas.
Legolas nodded as he remembered that day. Most of all, he remembered the touch of her warm, soft lips.
"You were almost killed, my prince," she reminded him, her voice no more than a mere whisper.
"You had nothing to do with that, Aerin, it was not your fault," Legolas features softened as he tried to comfort her with his words.
He was resisting the urge to hold her in his arms and kiss her.
"Did they not say 'give us the girl?" Aerin reminded him again.
"Pray tell, my lady, what do they want with me?" Aerin turned to face Lady Galadriel and looked her straight in the eye.
"It is not what they want from you, it is what he wants from you," the Lady spoke in a riddle.
"And what may that be?" King Thranduil asked, curiously.
Before Lady Galadriel could answer, Lord Elrond stood up.
"Morion has always wanted the magic of the Galadhrim. Only the female descendents of the Galadhrim posses this magic, it runs through their veins."
"But why go after Aerin and not the Lady?" Alderon asked Lord Elrond.
"I do not know for certain, maybe it has something to do with her gift," lord Elrond answered, thoughtfully.
"My gift is only for healing purposes, what good is that to him?" Aerin asked him.
"Your magic has grown stronger and will continue to do so. I have heard that you brought prince Legolas back from the dead," lord Elrond told her with a hint of admiration in his voice.
"He was still alive when I healed him. If he was not I would not been able to save him," Aerin stammered.
"No, I was dead. I could feel my spirit leaving my body and then you brought me back to life," Legolas spoke to her her and took her hand gently in his.
"For that I will be forever in your depth," he kissed the palm of her hand and looked into her eyes, eyes that were filled with love for her.
" So he wants my fiancée. What are we to do know?" Alderon asked, trying to break their moment.
"Nothing for now, that is, not until we know for certain what he is up to," lady Galadriel replied.
"So we let him make another move again?" King Thranduil now asked her a bit astonished.
"He must not learn about our knowledge. I will send spies to Ered Mithrin to gather information. Double your guards if you must and stay alert," she told the king.
"What about Aerin?" Alderon asked concerned, looking at his fiancee.
"Aerin is save as long as she remains near the palace. The orcs will not dare to come this close," lady Galadriel replied.
Aerin couldn't believe her ears. That meant no more riding in the forest or going to the training fields, she would be a prisoner.
"Will I be guarded too or just locked up in the castle for the time being, my Lady?" she asked with a sarcastic undertone in her voice.
"Do not worry, it is for your own safety. You will not be guarded or locked up like a prisoner, my child," her aunt gently smiled at her.
Did the Lady just read my mind? Aerin asked herself in surprise.
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Finally the council had ended.
It had been a long and tiresome day for every one.
Everybody, who had been present at the council, was staying as a guest at the palace and was invited to the ball.
Aerin sighed at the thought of the upcoming ball, she had promised to give the first dance to Legolas.
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Disclaimer: I know, I know, it's a very short chapter and I feel very much ashamed. However I hope you've enjoyed it. I really love the poem at the beginning of this chapter, it's one of my personal favorites! Until next time!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Thank you for your review and keep reading!
Chilamala: I still think it's a Mary - Sue, but I am not complaining.
PunK- roK: I try to be as original as possible, It's hard though because there are over 25.000 stories here, who are trying to be original too!
Albinofrog 88: Is it to melodramatic? Cause I watch a lot of soaps, you know.
Aramis1: There's going to be a lot more, the wedding however is postponed until, I don't know!