Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf turned to see Legolas cradle Sayowyn in
his arms. And for the first time in his life, a tear slid down the elf's
cheek. The rest of the fellowship wept too. For not only had they lost many
a great companion, but they were done their long journey. Their hearts were
filled with both happiness and great sadness.
Just then, three Eagles swooped down from the sky. The Eagle that Sayowyn had saved, Belothor, hovered above them. Aragorn and Gimli took the now alone Legolas by the arm and gently pulled him back. Belothor swiftly took the princess in one of his feet, his talons wrapping around her body tightly. Gandalf climbed a top an Eagle, as well.
And together the three Eagles made their way to Mount Doom. The first Eagle carried on his back the great wizard, Gandalf, and stopped for a second to pick up Frodo, who was unconscious, laying on a rock, next to Samwise. The second Eagle picked up Sam, and the three Eagles made their way to the unknown.
A week had passed since the realm of the Dark Lord Sauron had ended, and at last, for the most part, peace was felt throughout all Middle-earth. The day of crowning Aragorn, the new King of Gondor, arrived. All of the remaining Elves soon came. Many Men, from all parts of Middle-earth, also arrived. It was the beginning of the fourth age of the world.
At last the great celebration took place. On the seventh level of Minas Tirith, stood hundreds of excited watchers. Gandalf removed the crown from Gimli, who held the blue satin pillow on which it was held. The wizard carefully placed it on Aragorns head. He was now the official High King of Gondor.
Aragorn turned to his people. "Gone are the days of old. Here are the new days. Days in which you can freely and safely spend living in Middle- earth." Aragorns speech continued. After he was done, he then sang a song of Great Kings.
Slowly, the former Ranger made his way down the stairs and to the area in which the elves were watching. Here he asked Legolas to step forward. The elf was wearing his usual gray pants and knee high light shoes, and also a jacket, of a marvelous silver-blue color. The sun shone through his hair, making it appear almost white. On top of his head was a light, wiry elven crown, made of Mithril, silver, and gold. For Legolas Greenleaf was the prince of Mirkwood.
Aragorn rested his hands on his friends' shoulders. Legolas returned the grasp, which a small smile on his face. His heart still ached from the loss of his one and only love, and he knew it would never heal. "Legolas, my old friend." Aragorn said. "My heart will forever grieve for your greatest loss." he said.
At that moment, the ground gasped. Legolas looked over Aragorns shoulder to see what was making everyone so awed. There, on the top of the stairs, where Aragorn was crowed, stood an elf.
The elf had long blonde hair, which was wavy, and flowed down to her elbows. She had deep chocolate brown eyes, which had a light of their own within them. Her radiant smile showed off her perfect set of gleaming white teeth. She had a crown on her head, closely matching Legolas'. The princess wore a marvelous white gown, which dragged behind her a little. The slight wind in the air caught parts of her hair and dress, flapping them in the breeze.
Legolas stepped from the crowd. How could this be? He slowly made his way over to her. The princess smiled and began her graceful decline down the stairs. When she was ground level with Legolas, she spoke. Her voice was light, and musical. It was heaven to Legolas' ears. "I intend to keep that promise forever."
Legolas grinned from ear to ear, and his heart leapt with joy. The crowd of people watched as the elven prince stopped inches away from the elven princess and took her face in his hands. She smiled back at him. The two elves met together in a passionate kiss. Legolas felt alive again. Flower petals dropped from the sky and onto the two elves.
The crowd clapped with joy. Legolas and Sayowyn turned to watch Aragorn receive Arwen, who bowed her head to him. The King placed two fingers under her chin and kissed her the moment her head was brought up. The crowd cheered again, for the King had chosen his Queen and revealed her in front of everyone.
Then the four companions turned to another four companions. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin stood side by side, and they bowed down to Aragorn when he turned to them. "My friends!" he said. The hobbits stood again. "You bow to no one." The King dropped to his knees. Arwen followed, and soon Legolas and Sayowyn, too, were bowing. Eventually, all who looked upon the four hobbits were dropped to their knees. The halflings smiled to themselves. They had never expected something this spectacular.
Just then, three Eagles swooped down from the sky. The Eagle that Sayowyn had saved, Belothor, hovered above them. Aragorn and Gimli took the now alone Legolas by the arm and gently pulled him back. Belothor swiftly took the princess in one of his feet, his talons wrapping around her body tightly. Gandalf climbed a top an Eagle, as well.
And together the three Eagles made their way to Mount Doom. The first Eagle carried on his back the great wizard, Gandalf, and stopped for a second to pick up Frodo, who was unconscious, laying on a rock, next to Samwise. The second Eagle picked up Sam, and the three Eagles made their way to the unknown.
A week had passed since the realm of the Dark Lord Sauron had ended, and at last, for the most part, peace was felt throughout all Middle-earth. The day of crowning Aragorn, the new King of Gondor, arrived. All of the remaining Elves soon came. Many Men, from all parts of Middle-earth, also arrived. It was the beginning of the fourth age of the world.
At last the great celebration took place. On the seventh level of Minas Tirith, stood hundreds of excited watchers. Gandalf removed the crown from Gimli, who held the blue satin pillow on which it was held. The wizard carefully placed it on Aragorns head. He was now the official High King of Gondor.
Aragorn turned to his people. "Gone are the days of old. Here are the new days. Days in which you can freely and safely spend living in Middle- earth." Aragorns speech continued. After he was done, he then sang a song of Great Kings.
Slowly, the former Ranger made his way down the stairs and to the area in which the elves were watching. Here he asked Legolas to step forward. The elf was wearing his usual gray pants and knee high light shoes, and also a jacket, of a marvelous silver-blue color. The sun shone through his hair, making it appear almost white. On top of his head was a light, wiry elven crown, made of Mithril, silver, and gold. For Legolas Greenleaf was the prince of Mirkwood.
Aragorn rested his hands on his friends' shoulders. Legolas returned the grasp, which a small smile on his face. His heart still ached from the loss of his one and only love, and he knew it would never heal. "Legolas, my old friend." Aragorn said. "My heart will forever grieve for your greatest loss." he said.
At that moment, the ground gasped. Legolas looked over Aragorns shoulder to see what was making everyone so awed. There, on the top of the stairs, where Aragorn was crowed, stood an elf.
The elf had long blonde hair, which was wavy, and flowed down to her elbows. She had deep chocolate brown eyes, which had a light of their own within them. Her radiant smile showed off her perfect set of gleaming white teeth. She had a crown on her head, closely matching Legolas'. The princess wore a marvelous white gown, which dragged behind her a little. The slight wind in the air caught parts of her hair and dress, flapping them in the breeze.
Legolas stepped from the crowd. How could this be? He slowly made his way over to her. The princess smiled and began her graceful decline down the stairs. When she was ground level with Legolas, she spoke. Her voice was light, and musical. It was heaven to Legolas' ears. "I intend to keep that promise forever."
Legolas grinned from ear to ear, and his heart leapt with joy. The crowd of people watched as the elven prince stopped inches away from the elven princess and took her face in his hands. She smiled back at him. The two elves met together in a passionate kiss. Legolas felt alive again. Flower petals dropped from the sky and onto the two elves.
The crowd clapped with joy. Legolas and Sayowyn turned to watch Aragorn receive Arwen, who bowed her head to him. The King placed two fingers under her chin and kissed her the moment her head was brought up. The crowd cheered again, for the King had chosen his Queen and revealed her in front of everyone.
Then the four companions turned to another four companions. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin stood side by side, and they bowed down to Aragorn when he turned to them. "My friends!" he said. The hobbits stood again. "You bow to no one." The King dropped to his knees. Arwen followed, and soon Legolas and Sayowyn, too, were bowing. Eventually, all who looked upon the four hobbits were dropped to their knees. The halflings smiled to themselves. They had never expected something this spectacular.