A/N A Warg, my beloved readers, is the Quenya word for Wolf. I don't
believe it's common used, but I liked the sound of it ^_^ thank you for
reviewing already. I am sorry for the mistakes in the names, I have
replaced the chapters with the right contents. This was due because I've
read some of the Dutch sites, which work with the Dutch translations of the
names. Again, sorry for this. - Nanja
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Chapter Three: CLAM
"Mae Govannen, meldanya," greeted Arwen, giving the bottle with the liquid to Legolas. "Drink this, it is the liquid of Alcar, it will make you feel better."
Legolas smiled "Meldanya, thank you," and he drank the liquid out of the bottle.
"Thus, I have heard about the attack ... I am sorry for your vanimelda," Arwen continued.
"It is a sad loss, indeed. But I will not weep, not on a joyfull day as this," Legolas replied, looking from Arwen to Aragorn and smiled.
"You should not burry your grief, Legolas Greenleaf," replied Arwen, before leaving the room.
Aragorn shifted in his chair and Legolas returned his eyes to the man. "You have chosen a wise woman to marry," he told him.
"She has chosen to marry me," Aragorn grinned "but I am not willing to give her to someone else but to me."
"Undomiel sil-tar," Legolas smiled "she will not fade."
Aragorn's face sadened "She will," he spoke "one day I am not there to defend her, one day that I am so foolish to leave her behind someone else's defend, that day, she'll fade. She won't shine on forever, Legolas."
"I am sure she will, Aragorn. She has carried her heart this far, thus I'm sure she will carry it, even if it is filled with love for you."
Aragorn still shook his head sadly "No, Legolas. I am afraid I will hurt her," he looked up at Legolas "I am afraid I will."
Legolas narrowed his eyes, looking into those of Aragorn "You will not hurt her," he continued studying the look on Aragorn's face "And you will promise that, nin."
"So, you still have hope in your old friend, Legolas?" Aragorn asked, grinning, while standing up and surveying the Elf.
"Old friend? Meldanya, you are not old," Legolas replied, getting up from the bed.
Aragorn supported his friend. The Elf shifted his weight and smiled at Aragorn, leaning with his arm around Aragorn's shoulders.
"You are not old yourself either, Legolas. You haven't changed a bit," Aragorn grinned "although I have seen you more vital, I must say."
"Vitality meldanya, is not the word to call the state I'm in. I would call it unpleasantness, which isn't even a word."
"But from now on we will use it as a word," Aragorn laughed and while he did that, the necklace he had gotten from Arwen, fell to the ground: apparantly the hook had been broken.
Legolas' smile faded and his face stirred, Aragorn did not notice this. Legolas muttered something about walking himself and removed his arm from Aragorn's shoulders. Aragorn picked up the necklace and put it in his pocket.
"I need to contact Mirkwood," Legolas said hastily.
"We will talk and laugh later, then," replied Aragorn.
Legolas exited the room, whispering something Aragorn was not meant to hear, but did: "sinome utuvien ulalaith."
Aragorn's expression turned into a questioning one, but Legolas had already gone.
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"My Lady, do you like the decorations?" asked Aragorn, when he met Arwen in the Entrance Hall, where she had been welcoming the guests.
"Fidelis has done a great job,... but there is one thing that bothers me," Arwen said.
"Which is? I'm sure I'll be able to make things at your hand," Aragorn promised.
"Legolas, he is not himself," spoke Arwen "he is troubled by something," she paused again "Aragorndil, can you make him free of troubles before tonight? I want everyone perfectly happy ... "
"Your wish is my command, undomiel," Aragorn said, kissing her hand "wilwarinya."
Aragorn made his way to the White Tower of Ecthelion, the place where he knew Legolas was contacting Mirkwood.
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Legolas was facing the air in front of him. The wind was playing with his hair, though it was no cold wind. It was a soft breeze, a gentle stroke against his cheek. Nevertheless, he did not smile. He did not laugh. He stared into the empty sky, longing to fly up and float like the birds did. But he couldn't.
He had already made contact with Mirkwood and Lorien, even with the Elf located at Rohan. Everyone was dreading the same: the Wargs and Ents were after something.
Elrond had just arived at Minas Tirith and had not been attacked by wolves. Legolas felt how the wind called out to him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This thing the Ents and Wargs were plotting, he was almost positive it had something to do with him. He wasn't sure, however.
"Legolas," came Aragorn's voice from behind. "Enjoying yourself?"
"Surinen calimrya ... fades," Legolas said, half-whispering.
"Then, it is her who you are dreading?" Aragorn said, silently.
"Not dreading, Aragorndil, meldanya. Next to her I am ... atalantesil," Legolas replied.
"What do you mean by downfallen, Legolas?" Aragorn questioned, not quite understanding the Elf's way of meaning the words.
Legolas shook his head "This is not of the matter, you know that. Nothing is bothering me. Your happiness means more," Legolas said, walking away.
Aragorn growled "Don't walk away from me! No one walks away from me, Legolas, not even you!" he said angry.
Legolas turned around "I have nothing to tell you that is worthy to know, Aragorn."
"I want to ask you a question, Legolas, and the answer is worthy to be known," said Aragorn.
"Then ask me, and I shall see wheter or not," answered Legolas.
"Would you be my best man?" Aragorn asked, slightly unsure.
* mae govannen = welcome
* meldanya = my friend
* vanimelda = lost friend * undomiel = evenstar
* sil-tar = the one who shines on
* nin = for me
* sinome utuvien ulalaith = in this place I haven't found laughter
* dil = friend or lover
* wilwarinya = my butterfly
* surinen = in the wind
* calimrya = her light
* atalantesil = a downfallen person
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Chapter Three: CLAM
"Mae Govannen, meldanya," greeted Arwen, giving the bottle with the liquid to Legolas. "Drink this, it is the liquid of Alcar, it will make you feel better."
Legolas smiled "Meldanya, thank you," and he drank the liquid out of the bottle.
"Thus, I have heard about the attack ... I am sorry for your vanimelda," Arwen continued.
"It is a sad loss, indeed. But I will not weep, not on a joyfull day as this," Legolas replied, looking from Arwen to Aragorn and smiled.
"You should not burry your grief, Legolas Greenleaf," replied Arwen, before leaving the room.
Aragorn shifted in his chair and Legolas returned his eyes to the man. "You have chosen a wise woman to marry," he told him.
"She has chosen to marry me," Aragorn grinned "but I am not willing to give her to someone else but to me."
"Undomiel sil-tar," Legolas smiled "she will not fade."
Aragorn's face sadened "She will," he spoke "one day I am not there to defend her, one day that I am so foolish to leave her behind someone else's defend, that day, she'll fade. She won't shine on forever, Legolas."
"I am sure she will, Aragorn. She has carried her heart this far, thus I'm sure she will carry it, even if it is filled with love for you."
Aragorn still shook his head sadly "No, Legolas. I am afraid I will hurt her," he looked up at Legolas "I am afraid I will."
Legolas narrowed his eyes, looking into those of Aragorn "You will not hurt her," he continued studying the look on Aragorn's face "And you will promise that, nin."
"So, you still have hope in your old friend, Legolas?" Aragorn asked, grinning, while standing up and surveying the Elf.
"Old friend? Meldanya, you are not old," Legolas replied, getting up from the bed.
Aragorn supported his friend. The Elf shifted his weight and smiled at Aragorn, leaning with his arm around Aragorn's shoulders.
"You are not old yourself either, Legolas. You haven't changed a bit," Aragorn grinned "although I have seen you more vital, I must say."
"Vitality meldanya, is not the word to call the state I'm in. I would call it unpleasantness, which isn't even a word."
"But from now on we will use it as a word," Aragorn laughed and while he did that, the necklace he had gotten from Arwen, fell to the ground: apparantly the hook had been broken.
Legolas' smile faded and his face stirred, Aragorn did not notice this. Legolas muttered something about walking himself and removed his arm from Aragorn's shoulders. Aragorn picked up the necklace and put it in his pocket.
"I need to contact Mirkwood," Legolas said hastily.
"We will talk and laugh later, then," replied Aragorn.
Legolas exited the room, whispering something Aragorn was not meant to hear, but did: "sinome utuvien ulalaith."
Aragorn's expression turned into a questioning one, but Legolas had already gone.
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"My Lady, do you like the decorations?" asked Aragorn, when he met Arwen in the Entrance Hall, where she had been welcoming the guests.
"Fidelis has done a great job,... but there is one thing that bothers me," Arwen said.
"Which is? I'm sure I'll be able to make things at your hand," Aragorn promised.
"Legolas, he is not himself," spoke Arwen "he is troubled by something," she paused again "Aragorndil, can you make him free of troubles before tonight? I want everyone perfectly happy ... "
"Your wish is my command, undomiel," Aragorn said, kissing her hand "wilwarinya."
Aragorn made his way to the White Tower of Ecthelion, the place where he knew Legolas was contacting Mirkwood.
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Legolas was facing the air in front of him. The wind was playing with his hair, though it was no cold wind. It was a soft breeze, a gentle stroke against his cheek. Nevertheless, he did not smile. He did not laugh. He stared into the empty sky, longing to fly up and float like the birds did. But he couldn't.
He had already made contact with Mirkwood and Lorien, even with the Elf located at Rohan. Everyone was dreading the same: the Wargs and Ents were after something.
Elrond had just arived at Minas Tirith and had not been attacked by wolves. Legolas felt how the wind called out to him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This thing the Ents and Wargs were plotting, he was almost positive it had something to do with him. He wasn't sure, however.
"Legolas," came Aragorn's voice from behind. "Enjoying yourself?"
"Surinen calimrya ... fades," Legolas said, half-whispering.
"Then, it is her who you are dreading?" Aragorn said, silently.
"Not dreading, Aragorndil, meldanya. Next to her I am ... atalantesil," Legolas replied.
"What do you mean by downfallen, Legolas?" Aragorn questioned, not quite understanding the Elf's way of meaning the words.
Legolas shook his head "This is not of the matter, you know that. Nothing is bothering me. Your happiness means more," Legolas said, walking away.
Aragorn growled "Don't walk away from me! No one walks away from me, Legolas, not even you!" he said angry.
Legolas turned around "I have nothing to tell you that is worthy to know, Aragorn."
"I want to ask you a question, Legolas, and the answer is worthy to be known," said Aragorn.
"Then ask me, and I shall see wheter or not," answered Legolas.
"Would you be my best man?" Aragorn asked, slightly unsure.
* mae govannen = welcome
* meldanya = my friend
* vanimelda = lost friend * undomiel = evenstar
* sil-tar = the one who shines on
* nin = for me
* sinome utuvien ulalaith = in this place I haven't found laughter
* dil = friend or lover
* wilwarinya = my butterfly
* surinen = in the wind
* calimrya = her light
* atalantesil = a downfallen person