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Author's Note: Yeah, I know you're sick of seeing this but THANKS FOR ALL YOU'RE WONDERFUL REVIEWS!! YOU'RE AWESOME!!! And thanks Melia for pointing out that I spelled Elladan wrong. My bad! ^-^U And another thing. I know Elves can die of a broken heart but how do they die? I don't know so I'm gonna make them die by fading, ok?
We Are One
Never Again
His head was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Hithiel's lovely face floated into his mind but the scene of them together got dragged in. He didn't want to believe. It was not true. It can't be true! But it was. His heart was dead, his spirit broken. The once legendary Guardian was shattered. He knew that he could die by fading out but he didn't care. Life was not worth living now. Right now death would be welcoming. He collapsed on his bed, the one that they slept in together. Memories played out like a video in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the world. He ran from the world that caused him so much pain. His mind went deeper and deeper, dwelling on all the painful memories of his life..his parents..orcs..Hithiel. He didn't know why he was so attached to that one little Elf maiden that he only knew for two days. Already she had worked her way deep into his heart. The Elven light in his eyes grew dim when he recalled what they had shared. 'But she didn't want me.. She didn't want me..' With that last thought, he fell into a restless sleep.
~*~*~With Hithiel~*~*~
It was everywhere. The aphrodisiacs was in her veins, working its way towards her heart. She struggled to control it. In the beginning, its power was overwhelming, stronger than she expected. She fought against herself, her mind trying to fend off the magic and ignore the bursts of pleasure shooting throughout her. Her mind screamed at her to get a grip but the aphrodisiac was stronger. It betrayed her body to Ambaril who took it with glee. Her body was weakening. She summoned up her remaining strength and tried to shove him away from her. She glared at him but it only succeeded in amusing him even more. "You son of an orc! Get away from me!" Her raven hair fell in tangles around her making her look like a dark Goddess of infinite beauty.
"Now you don't really want that, do you?" he purred licking his lips. He grinned devilishly and closed in on her once again. "Is the fun over already? Should I give you another dose of aphrodisiac?"
"No!" she gasped as another bolt of pleasure shot through her. "Please!" she begged weakly. Her mind was clearing up as the potion wore off. She could feel her strength returning to her as she laid there. She drew her arm back and aimed a punch at that smirking face.
Ambaril, being caught off guard didn't have time to block. He ducked so the punch landed on his forehead instead of his jaw. There was a sickening thud as the fist made contact with his face and he dropped, clutching his head. Hithiel leapt gracefully to her feet and stood over him. She slapped him hard across the face leaving a red palm mark on his noble face. "Never-do- that-Again!" She slapped him after each word and soon, Ambaril's face resembled an overly ripe tomato.
Still not satisfied, she took the crystal bottle that held the silvery substance and smashed onto the ground. The glass shattered and the liquid splashed out and leaked into the ground, leaving a sweet scent in the air. She turned on her heels and left him without another glance. As she left, she heard him mumble something into the air but she wasn't that concerned. The only thing on her mind was she had to take a bath to get his scent off of her.
~*~*~With Ambaril~*~*~
His body was bruised from her punches and his face was stinging but he was still smirking. He saw Haldir's face when he came into the clearing and saw exactly what he wanted him to see. If everything went well then Haldir will never love her again. Hithiel didn't know that Haldir saw them so when she go to him, Haldir will probably be in a pretty bad mood. The grin was plastered on his face as he got up. He quickly brushed a few leaves out of his hair and started to go back to camp.
~*~*~With Haldir~*~*~
Haldir's beautiful blue-gray eyes fluttered open. The usual lively determination that shined in his eyes was gone. They were now gray and dull, the Elven beauty wasted. He had no idea how long he was sleeping. Even in his dreams, he found no peace. The kiss was still echoing in his mind, ripping his heart out. He sat up. He checked the sun and found that it was still the same day. He quickly got out of bed. No matter how bad the pain was, he still had a duty and he wasn't going to let Lorien fall because he was wallowing in his own misery. He strapped on his bow and arrows. He was walking out of his talan to retrieve his sword when he bumped into Hithiel. Her face was flushed and her hair was wet and dripping with water. "What do you want?" he asked coldly, not looking into her beautiful piecing eyes.
Her eyes grew wide and she wrapped her arms around him. Haldir stiffened visibly. "What do mean?" she asked softly. She noticed a change in his tone. It was no longer warm and filled with love and care. Instead it was sharp and as cold as ice. She tried searching his eyes for an answer but he wouldn't meet her gaze. "What's wrong?" she asked again.
"You are," was the only answer she got. She looked up startled.
"Wha-" she started.
"Don't play with me!" he snarled suddenly making her shrink back. "I saw you out there! You were with Ambaril!! You love him!!" All this was thrown at Hithiel. The shouting actually did some good. His heart became less heavy when he let it loose. It gave him an odd satisfaction that Hithiel was suffering and quailing under his temper.
"No, listen-" she begged. But Haldir didn't listen. His eyes were filled with hate.
"Get out of my sight," he said in an oddly controlled voice. "I never want to see you again."
"But Haldir please!"
"GET OUT!!! I loved you!! And what did you do? You toyed with my affections! You never loved me! You never wanted me! I saw you kiss Ambaril! Don't deny it!" Haldir was raging again.
Hithiel's eyes were now brimming with tears. Two rivers began to flow out of her eyes, trailing down her cheeks. "No..no.. I would never.."
"Don't lie to me," he said coldly. He turned his back on her. He saw her trying to reach out to him and purposely avoided her touch. "You won't find any comfort with me so go find your 'darling' Ambaril."
Her hand quickly went back to her side and she looked up at his back with red eyes. "I'm sorry, Haldir. I'm so sorry! If you just listen to me-" She was cut off again when Haldir raised his hand.
"I don't want to hear it. You have lost my respect." Haldir's voice was emotionless but if he turned around, she would see that his eyes were filled with pain as he uttered those heart-breaking words. He just stood there until he heard Hithiel run out of his talan. He tuned around and just stared at the spot where she was standing seconds ago. After a few minutes, he remembered why he was there in the first place and went to retrieve his sword to go to guard duty. He fastened his sword to his belt and set off towards his Westside post, his eyes swimming with unshed tears filled with pain and regret.
~*~*~With Hithiel~*~*~
Those words cut into her deeply. She stared at his back, hoping that he was kidding. She gasped, tears streaking down her beautiful face. She turned around and ran down the talan. She stumbled and scraped her arm but she didn't care. The tears blinded her and she crashed into a tree. She sank down against the tree and wept. She was torn with the hurt. She knew that Ambaril had set the whole thing up. She loved Haldir and would do anything for him but he would never love her again. 'Curse, Ambaril!' she thought in between fits of tears. 'Curse him to hell and rot with the orcs!'
She closed her eyes and pulled her knees in into a protective curl. Tears still slid from her closed eyes as she spilled out her misery in between curses. She knew not how long she sat there until she heard light footsteps approaching from behind. She looked up and attempted to wipe her face with the sleeve of her tunic-the one Haldir had given her. Her eyes filled with tears once more but she refused to let them fall. She turned around and met the face of Legolas, Ambaril's younger brother. His pace quickened when he saw Hithiel's red eyes. The startling green eyes that once shined with innocent joy looked dead and bloodshot. "What happened?" he asked with concern.
He was shocked. He had known her all his life and he had never seen her cry before. It was part of her Elven pride. She looked up at him and did her best to clear her face. "Nothing," she muttered.
"Don't lie to me," said Legolas tilting her chin, forcing her to meet his eye. "Tell me what's wrong. I might be able to help."
"I thank you for you're concern but it is not necessary," she said in her soft voice that was able to calm wild beasts. "I was foolish, that's all." She still wouldn't look into his eyes. It reminded her too much of Haldir and she was afraid she would start crying all over again.
"I won't let you go until you tell me what happened," said Legolas firmly. He sat down next to her and held her close. He suspected that it had something to do with Haldir but he wasn't sure. He felt her tremble against him. He felt a wave of anger towards whoever did this to her. Hithiel, his lifelong friend and sparring partner, was reduced to a sobbing little Elfling.
Hithiel fixed her gaze on the tree, not looking at Legolas. She let her tears flow freely now. She mumbled something inaudible. "What was that?" asked Legolas in a hushed whisper.
"Ambaril set it up. He poisoned me with aphrodisiacs and made sure that Haldir found us together. Haldir would never love me again," she said softly in a voice that carried no further than the Prince's ears. She finally looked at Legolas and to her horror, found his eyes clouded with anger.
"Ambaril did this to you?" he asked.
Hithiel nodded. "Please don't tell him that I told you. He was crafty enough to plan all this. If you confront him, then.."
Legolas nodded in agreement. "You're right. I never thought my brother would do such a thing. Even for one as fair as you."
Hithiel looked down. "I wish Haldir knew. He refused to listen and he never wants to see me again."
"You must tell him the truth. Don't you see? That's what Ambaril wants. He wants you to think that Haldir hates you so that you would go back to him. You have to tell Haldir. Make him listen to you."
"I can't," she said in a soft despairing voice. "You didn't see him. He looked at me as if I were dirt. Besides, it's not easy to mend a broken heart. His light was fading. If he dies because of me, I'll never forgive myself."
Legolas opened his mouth to reply but before he could, his brother bounded out of a tree above them. With one glance at Hithiel's state, he knew that his plan had succeeded. In a voice of mock concern he asked, "Hithiel, what happened to you? I was looking all over for you!"
"You know very well what happened," she uttered through clenched teeth.
"I'm afraid I don't. Enlighten me, Fair One," he said with a grin. He turned to his younger brother and in a commanding tone said, "This does not concern you, Legolas. Leave us be."
Legolas glared at his brother and back at Hithiel. He hated to leave her with him after what he did to her but he knew his brother had more power over him. He nodded and left.
As soon as he was gone and out of earshot, Ambaril smirked down at her cowering form. "Ah, not so brave after all, Vanimelda." [Fair love]
"Shut up!" snapped Hithiel, her red eyes flashing in anger. "You did this to me! How could you?" Her hand sliced through the air towards his smirking face but he caught her wrist.
"Temper, such a dreadful temper for a lovely Elf Queen," he purred rubbing his face against her hand.
"WHAT?!?!" Hithiel's head snapped up and glared at him. "And what's that suppose to mean?"
"Why, I just arranged our marriage with my father. It will be held as soon as we leave Lothlorien so be ready to please the crowd." He smirked at her shocked face. Her mouth as open in a perfect 'o'.
"No.." she muttered finally. In a more determined voice she continued, "Never! I'll rather kiss an orc! You can't make me!"
"Really," he asked nonchalantly looking at his nails. "I happen to be the Prince so what I want, I get and I want you."
"I won't! I'm going back to Imladris not Mirkwood. Elrond won't let me go," she sputtered out.
Ambaril chuckled evilly. "I've arranged it with Elrond too. He's been wanting you to get married for quite some time already. He says it's a perfect match and you will strengthen the bond between the two cities. You're coming with us to Mirkwood and you will stay there forever. And you will bear me lots and lots of heirs." With that, Ambaril left her to her thoughts. He walked away like the arrogant Prince he was with his nose stuck up in the air. "Remember," he called back over his shoulders, "we only have one day left here. After that day, you will have a new home-with me." He walked away chuckling at her horror-stricken face.
Hithiel slumped down on the ground feeling worse than ever. How could she have forgotten that the visiting parties only came for three days? After tomorrow, she was going to Mirkwood. Her life was a disaster. She had to make Haldir believe that Ambaril had planned this. She had to make him understand. But how? If only she was able to regain his love, then MAYBE they could convince the Lord and Lady to let her stay in Lorien to be with Haldir. The light in her eyes started to grow again as she desperately began to think up a way to make Haldir trust her again. It was her only chance of not ending up with Ambaril for the rest of her life and bearing his heirs...
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Author's Note: Yeah, I know you're sick of seeing this but THANKS FOR ALL YOU'RE WONDERFUL REVIEWS!! YOU'RE AWESOME!!! And thanks Melia for pointing out that I spelled Elladan wrong. My bad! ^-^U And another thing. I know Elves can die of a broken heart but how do they die? I don't know so I'm gonna make them die by fading, ok?
We Are One
Never Again
His head was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Hithiel's lovely face floated into his mind but the scene of them together got dragged in. He didn't want to believe. It was not true. It can't be true! But it was. His heart was dead, his spirit broken. The once legendary Guardian was shattered. He knew that he could die by fading out but he didn't care. Life was not worth living now. Right now death would be welcoming. He collapsed on his bed, the one that they slept in together. Memories played out like a video in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the world. He ran from the world that caused him so much pain. His mind went deeper and deeper, dwelling on all the painful memories of his life..his parents..orcs..Hithiel. He didn't know why he was so attached to that one little Elf maiden that he only knew for two days. Already she had worked her way deep into his heart. The Elven light in his eyes grew dim when he recalled what they had shared. 'But she didn't want me.. She didn't want me..' With that last thought, he fell into a restless sleep.
~*~*~With Hithiel~*~*~
It was everywhere. The aphrodisiacs was in her veins, working its way towards her heart. She struggled to control it. In the beginning, its power was overwhelming, stronger than she expected. She fought against herself, her mind trying to fend off the magic and ignore the bursts of pleasure shooting throughout her. Her mind screamed at her to get a grip but the aphrodisiac was stronger. It betrayed her body to Ambaril who took it with glee. Her body was weakening. She summoned up her remaining strength and tried to shove him away from her. She glared at him but it only succeeded in amusing him even more. "You son of an orc! Get away from me!" Her raven hair fell in tangles around her making her look like a dark Goddess of infinite beauty.
"Now you don't really want that, do you?" he purred licking his lips. He grinned devilishly and closed in on her once again. "Is the fun over already? Should I give you another dose of aphrodisiac?"
"No!" she gasped as another bolt of pleasure shot through her. "Please!" she begged weakly. Her mind was clearing up as the potion wore off. She could feel her strength returning to her as she laid there. She drew her arm back and aimed a punch at that smirking face.
Ambaril, being caught off guard didn't have time to block. He ducked so the punch landed on his forehead instead of his jaw. There was a sickening thud as the fist made contact with his face and he dropped, clutching his head. Hithiel leapt gracefully to her feet and stood over him. She slapped him hard across the face leaving a red palm mark on his noble face. "Never-do- that-Again!" She slapped him after each word and soon, Ambaril's face resembled an overly ripe tomato.
Still not satisfied, she took the crystal bottle that held the silvery substance and smashed onto the ground. The glass shattered and the liquid splashed out and leaked into the ground, leaving a sweet scent in the air. She turned on her heels and left him without another glance. As she left, she heard him mumble something into the air but she wasn't that concerned. The only thing on her mind was she had to take a bath to get his scent off of her.
~*~*~With Ambaril~*~*~
His body was bruised from her punches and his face was stinging but he was still smirking. He saw Haldir's face when he came into the clearing and saw exactly what he wanted him to see. If everything went well then Haldir will never love her again. Hithiel didn't know that Haldir saw them so when she go to him, Haldir will probably be in a pretty bad mood. The grin was plastered on his face as he got up. He quickly brushed a few leaves out of his hair and started to go back to camp.
~*~*~With Haldir~*~*~
Haldir's beautiful blue-gray eyes fluttered open. The usual lively determination that shined in his eyes was gone. They were now gray and dull, the Elven beauty wasted. He had no idea how long he was sleeping. Even in his dreams, he found no peace. The kiss was still echoing in his mind, ripping his heart out. He sat up. He checked the sun and found that it was still the same day. He quickly got out of bed. No matter how bad the pain was, he still had a duty and he wasn't going to let Lorien fall because he was wallowing in his own misery. He strapped on his bow and arrows. He was walking out of his talan to retrieve his sword when he bumped into Hithiel. Her face was flushed and her hair was wet and dripping with water. "What do you want?" he asked coldly, not looking into her beautiful piecing eyes.
Her eyes grew wide and she wrapped her arms around him. Haldir stiffened visibly. "What do mean?" she asked softly. She noticed a change in his tone. It was no longer warm and filled with love and care. Instead it was sharp and as cold as ice. She tried searching his eyes for an answer but he wouldn't meet her gaze. "What's wrong?" she asked again.
"You are," was the only answer she got. She looked up startled.
"Wha-" she started.
"Don't play with me!" he snarled suddenly making her shrink back. "I saw you out there! You were with Ambaril!! You love him!!" All this was thrown at Hithiel. The shouting actually did some good. His heart became less heavy when he let it loose. It gave him an odd satisfaction that Hithiel was suffering and quailing under his temper.
"No, listen-" she begged. But Haldir didn't listen. His eyes were filled with hate.
"Get out of my sight," he said in an oddly controlled voice. "I never want to see you again."
"But Haldir please!"
"GET OUT!!! I loved you!! And what did you do? You toyed with my affections! You never loved me! You never wanted me! I saw you kiss Ambaril! Don't deny it!" Haldir was raging again.
Hithiel's eyes were now brimming with tears. Two rivers began to flow out of her eyes, trailing down her cheeks. "No..no.. I would never.."
"Don't lie to me," he said coldly. He turned his back on her. He saw her trying to reach out to him and purposely avoided her touch. "You won't find any comfort with me so go find your 'darling' Ambaril."
Her hand quickly went back to her side and she looked up at his back with red eyes. "I'm sorry, Haldir. I'm so sorry! If you just listen to me-" She was cut off again when Haldir raised his hand.
"I don't want to hear it. You have lost my respect." Haldir's voice was emotionless but if he turned around, she would see that his eyes were filled with pain as he uttered those heart-breaking words. He just stood there until he heard Hithiel run out of his talan. He tuned around and just stared at the spot where she was standing seconds ago. After a few minutes, he remembered why he was there in the first place and went to retrieve his sword to go to guard duty. He fastened his sword to his belt and set off towards his Westside post, his eyes swimming with unshed tears filled with pain and regret.
~*~*~With Hithiel~*~*~
Those words cut into her deeply. She stared at his back, hoping that he was kidding. She gasped, tears streaking down her beautiful face. She turned around and ran down the talan. She stumbled and scraped her arm but she didn't care. The tears blinded her and she crashed into a tree. She sank down against the tree and wept. She was torn with the hurt. She knew that Ambaril had set the whole thing up. She loved Haldir and would do anything for him but he would never love her again. 'Curse, Ambaril!' she thought in between fits of tears. 'Curse him to hell and rot with the orcs!'
She closed her eyes and pulled her knees in into a protective curl. Tears still slid from her closed eyes as she spilled out her misery in between curses. She knew not how long she sat there until she heard light footsteps approaching from behind. She looked up and attempted to wipe her face with the sleeve of her tunic-the one Haldir had given her. Her eyes filled with tears once more but she refused to let them fall. She turned around and met the face of Legolas, Ambaril's younger brother. His pace quickened when he saw Hithiel's red eyes. The startling green eyes that once shined with innocent joy looked dead and bloodshot. "What happened?" he asked with concern.
He was shocked. He had known her all his life and he had never seen her cry before. It was part of her Elven pride. She looked up at him and did her best to clear her face. "Nothing," she muttered.
"Don't lie to me," said Legolas tilting her chin, forcing her to meet his eye. "Tell me what's wrong. I might be able to help."
"I thank you for you're concern but it is not necessary," she said in her soft voice that was able to calm wild beasts. "I was foolish, that's all." She still wouldn't look into his eyes. It reminded her too much of Haldir and she was afraid she would start crying all over again.
"I won't let you go until you tell me what happened," said Legolas firmly. He sat down next to her and held her close. He suspected that it had something to do with Haldir but he wasn't sure. He felt her tremble against him. He felt a wave of anger towards whoever did this to her. Hithiel, his lifelong friend and sparring partner, was reduced to a sobbing little Elfling.
Hithiel fixed her gaze on the tree, not looking at Legolas. She let her tears flow freely now. She mumbled something inaudible. "What was that?" asked Legolas in a hushed whisper.
"Ambaril set it up. He poisoned me with aphrodisiacs and made sure that Haldir found us together. Haldir would never love me again," she said softly in a voice that carried no further than the Prince's ears. She finally looked at Legolas and to her horror, found his eyes clouded with anger.
"Ambaril did this to you?" he asked.
Hithiel nodded. "Please don't tell him that I told you. He was crafty enough to plan all this. If you confront him, then.."
Legolas nodded in agreement. "You're right. I never thought my brother would do such a thing. Even for one as fair as you."
Hithiel looked down. "I wish Haldir knew. He refused to listen and he never wants to see me again."
"You must tell him the truth. Don't you see? That's what Ambaril wants. He wants you to think that Haldir hates you so that you would go back to him. You have to tell Haldir. Make him listen to you."
"I can't," she said in a soft despairing voice. "You didn't see him. He looked at me as if I were dirt. Besides, it's not easy to mend a broken heart. His light was fading. If he dies because of me, I'll never forgive myself."
Legolas opened his mouth to reply but before he could, his brother bounded out of a tree above them. With one glance at Hithiel's state, he knew that his plan had succeeded. In a voice of mock concern he asked, "Hithiel, what happened to you? I was looking all over for you!"
"You know very well what happened," she uttered through clenched teeth.
"I'm afraid I don't. Enlighten me, Fair One," he said with a grin. He turned to his younger brother and in a commanding tone said, "This does not concern you, Legolas. Leave us be."
Legolas glared at his brother and back at Hithiel. He hated to leave her with him after what he did to her but he knew his brother had more power over him. He nodded and left.
As soon as he was gone and out of earshot, Ambaril smirked down at her cowering form. "Ah, not so brave after all, Vanimelda." [Fair love]
"Shut up!" snapped Hithiel, her red eyes flashing in anger. "You did this to me! How could you?" Her hand sliced through the air towards his smirking face but he caught her wrist.
"Temper, such a dreadful temper for a lovely Elf Queen," he purred rubbing his face against her hand.
"WHAT?!?!" Hithiel's head snapped up and glared at him. "And what's that suppose to mean?"
"Why, I just arranged our marriage with my father. It will be held as soon as we leave Lothlorien so be ready to please the crowd." He smirked at her shocked face. Her mouth as open in a perfect 'o'.
"No.." she muttered finally. In a more determined voice she continued, "Never! I'll rather kiss an orc! You can't make me!"
"Really," he asked nonchalantly looking at his nails. "I happen to be the Prince so what I want, I get and I want you."
"I won't! I'm going back to Imladris not Mirkwood. Elrond won't let me go," she sputtered out.
Ambaril chuckled evilly. "I've arranged it with Elrond too. He's been wanting you to get married for quite some time already. He says it's a perfect match and you will strengthen the bond between the two cities. You're coming with us to Mirkwood and you will stay there forever. And you will bear me lots and lots of heirs." With that, Ambaril left her to her thoughts. He walked away like the arrogant Prince he was with his nose stuck up in the air. "Remember," he called back over his shoulders, "we only have one day left here. After that day, you will have a new home-with me." He walked away chuckling at her horror-stricken face.
Hithiel slumped down on the ground feeling worse than ever. How could she have forgotten that the visiting parties only came for three days? After tomorrow, she was going to Mirkwood. Her life was a disaster. She had to make Haldir believe that Ambaril had planned this. She had to make him understand. But how? If only she was able to regain his love, then MAYBE they could convince the Lord and Lady to let her stay in Lorien to be with Haldir. The light in her eyes started to grow again as she desperately began to think up a way to make Haldir trust her again. It was her only chance of not ending up with Ambaril for the rest of her life and bearing his heirs...
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