Oiale Melde: Chapter 9

Lalaithwen waited outside the forbidding doors of dark oak, she did not know what to expect, her thoughts were mixed, would the news be ominous? Would it be promising? The doors creaked open; nervously she entered the room.

"Havo dad Lalaithwen*"

Thranduil's voice was quiet and kindly.

"What news do you have from Legolas?"

Her face became anxious and she stood motionless in the centre of the room.

"Sit down"

"Just tell me what has happened!"

"My son had chosen to sail to the Grey Havens"

"Will he come back to Mirkwood before he leaves?"

"No, he has already began his journey to the sea"

"He is going alone?"

"He has taken with him a friend, Gimli son of Gloin, a Dwarf"

"A Dwarf?"

She was confused, what had happened, why had he changed? Had his love for her changed so much in the time that he had been away? She ran gracefully out of the palace and towards the forest, icy tears streamed down her delicate cheeks, her long white gown billowing out behind her. An awkward branch tore her robe but still she carried regardless for what was going on around her. She new where she was heading, she had been there many times before. Her hair shrouded her face, keeping her emotions locked inside; she arrived at her destination and slipped down into the hole. Her body curled into a tight ball, shutting the world out. She felt as if her life had fallen apart.

*Sit down

THIS IS NOT THE END THERE ARE 2 MORE CHAPTERS TO COME.