Ha! The eighth chapter is finished! ^-^ Thank you guys for being so patient. I love all of your reviews, they really mean a lot to me. (oh and sorry, I kept messing up on her mother's name. Originally it was Arienel, but somehow I added another I ^-^' Blonde? Yes I am. So it is just going to be Arieneil now, but pernounced Ar e ä nel)
~ omg! I can't believe I did that! It's HARMAR who likes Leneil! Sorry! It was late and I put Haldir _ you must excuse my blonde-ness! Ah really great .. Ah sorry guys, I fixed the name ^-^' Thank you so much Ilmarean for pointing it out!~
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-`*~:Chapter Eight:~*`-
Melting Tears
Arieneil told Leneil her story. She had been a friend of Galadriel, and a strange man came from a village. He said he was who he wasn't. From what Leneil found out, Sauron had tricked her mother into giving him a child, a successor. Leneil saw tears in Arieneil's eyes and Leneil didn't know what to do. She had no idea, no idea at all.
"I never told anyone," Arieneil sighed, "I couldn't tell. What would happen to me? How could anyone look at me the same . . ."
"I'm sorry," Leneil said, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.
Was this guilt, or perhaps pity?
"Oh no dear. Do not be sorry. I am not sorry. If that had not happened I would not have you, meleth, for a daughter. Please tell me all about yourself. I want to know you, Leneil. Make up for the years, we lost."
Leneil didn't know what to say. Could she trust her mother? No, she is loyal to Galadriel.
"Well, father raised me. I lived in Mordor, but no one knows that. I also have my secret to keep. What would they do to me if they found out who was my father?" Leneil said.
Arieneil hugged her daughter.
"I know, Leneil . . . I know . . ."
Leneil was very confused with her mother's reaction. But she hugged her back, all though awkwardly.
"Please stay, Leneil. At least for a little while. I have missed you so much. It hurt so bad to have you taken from me."
"Of course, I'll tell Darnair to tell Elrond."
Leneil told Darnair that she wanted to stay, but Darnair refused to go back. He claimed it wouldn't be safe on the trip back. So he decided to stay with her until she decided to leave. Arieneil told Leneil all about her life. She was daughter of an advisor to Galadriel and she was very close with her. Leneil despised the moments that her mother and herself spent with Galadriel. She could feel her guard slipping. Leneil remained in Lothlorien for a long while, for ten years. Lothlorien did become a place like home. She was beginning to forget her task and just enjoying the peace Lothlorien gave her. Darnair became close to Leneil, and slowly she was opening up to him. She felt herself being relieved, yet she couldn't forget. She was still on her mission, to help her father. Leneil was loosing touch. She needed to see the face of an old friend. Calina, she missed her friendship. Leneil made the decision to leave for Rivendell, then make a trip to Mordor. Her and her mother's parting was a sad one. She never thought it would be so hard, yet it was.
"Namárië, nîn lissë aranel!" (Farewell, be in goodness, my sweet princess)
"Namárië Arieneil!" Leneil cried out.
She rode away out of the elven paradise. She felt a few tears escape and fall down her face. She smiled and looked up. 'I thought I had forgotten how to cry.'
Returning
The journey had not changed on their way back to Rivendell. It was still hard, but they knew better which paths to take. They arrived back at where she began her journey. She smiled at the site, bringing back memories. She took the liberty of putting her horse in the stables herself, the stable hand thanked her. She walked back down the long halls of Rivendell and sighed to herself.
"Why the sigh Lady Leneil?"
Leneil turned and saw Elrond.
"It's a pleasure to see you again lady," he smiled then bowed.
"And you to Lord Elrond."
"I'm surprised to see you, where is Darnair?" His expression grew dark.
"He is tending to his horse I believe."
"Oh." His expression lightened again. "I'm glad to see you both well and returned safe. How was your trip and meeting your mother?"
Leneil found Elrond incredibly nosey and gave him a brief description of how her days in Lothlorien went.
"You seem more relaxed then before, your eyes not so dark," he noted.
Leneil said nothing.
"If you plan on staying I can have your previous room made again."
"I would love that, but first, I wish to make a trip to see a friend that I heard lived in a village not far from here."
"A friend from your old village?"
"Ah, um, yes. It isn't far so I will not need any assistance thank you, Lord Elrond. I will return though, after I have had time to catch up with my friend."
"When do you plan on leaving?"
"In a few days, after I have rested."
"So sad to see you part so soon, but I will look forward to your arrival back."
"This way to your room," said a familiar female voice.
"Oh Ariana! It's good to see your face."
Ariana was a bit surprised Leneil remembered her.
"And you to Lady Leneil."
Friends of Old
Leneil rested a few days then readied herself for her journey to Mordor. Strangely she didn't feel all that thrilled about going back, she shrugged and finished the last of her packing.
Leneil set off at dawn, she made the trip with out much hassle, riding on Naraina. They knew their way home. After a long journey she made it to the black gates that still stood tall. She waited a few minutes for the lookouts to recognize her and open the gates. She smiled when Calina came running out. Her light brown hair flowing behind her.
"Leneil! What news have you brought!"
They made their way inside to the main hall and Leneil sat down tired. Leneil had enough energy though to give Calina a detailed account of the past years. Calina thought for a long while, looking over at Leneil.
"Your mother . . and Galadriel did not suspect?"
"I honestly think she knows, but she thinks that I am the victim like my mother."
"Hm, clever. Things are going well so far. The others have checked in already. No news. But Sauron you say told you Mirkwood?"
"He said to bring Mirkwood to us . . ."
"You could, I see where he is coming from. You say Harmar has shown interest in you?"
"More then I would hope for."
"Leneil, we should take advantage . . ."
"No! Oh no! Not that selfish royal pig!"
"Leneil! What has gotten into you? You would normally jump at an opportunity to gain power like this!"
"It's just . . . he pisses me off so! You've never met him, you have no idea."
"All I know is that your father has given commands, you can't go against them."
Leneil shuddered at the thought of her dad angry.
"You're right, It will take much will power but I will do it . . ."
"Good, take advantage of him. You can work the Mirkwood family very easily."
"Yes, I suppose . . . Hey maybe even kill off a few of 'em?"
"There we go! There is my old Leneil thinking! To many years in Lothlorien softened you, I was beginning to worry."
"You don't need to worry about me, Calina."
"I hope not."
"I am tired. I'm going to rest then set out again. Elrond thinks I have gone to a nearby village, so I must hurry back."
"Very well. It is good to see you, Leneil."
"You too, Calina."
Leneil walked back to her old room. It was still how she had left it. She ran her fingers along her books and maps of middle earth. She collapsed on the bed and looked up. The ceiling was very high in her room. She couldn't see where it ended. It just kept going up into a black nothing.
She sighed and climbed under her blankets. Why did it bother her so much about Harmar? She could marry him and once he took his father's place she could poison him. Then she could take control of Mirkwood, if he was even still interested in her that way. I know your secret . . . I'll come back, she remembered. He would be back, and she would put her plan into action. She could completely take control of Mirkwood, right under those fools' noses. Her thoughts wandered and drifted off into a restless sleep.
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Next chapter . . . in enters . . . . Legolas! Lol I know you guys have been waiting for it. But I had to set up this stuff first so get ready for the next chapter ^-^ Review and it'll come sooner ^-~
