Thranduil watched helplessly as his two children fell from his view. He
simply couldn't believe it.
"No!" he cried out as the tears formed slightly in his eyes. "This can't be! Legolas! Nanaylia!"
The elf couldn't move anywhere, shocked by what just happened before him. He wasn't believing that something like this was actually happening to him and noone was around to him or the two siblings.
***
The two young elves tumbled down the hill and Legolas felt himself being separated from his sister. He soon landed at the bottom of the hill and felt his body hit something hard. Pain began to lace through his body as he tried to move.
He managed to lift himself up enough only to see Nanaylia was nowhere to be seen. At least nowhere in his sight.
"Oh no. Where's Nanay?" he asked himself before lowering himself back down onto the ground. "Nanaylia, where are you?"
He found he could barely move from his trip down the hill. He could still hear the wolves growling before yelping set in soon afterwards. He could only guess what was happening now as he drifted off into unconsciousness. He lay there, waiting for anyone to come and find his body.
***
Thranduil fell to his knees, thinking about the possibility that both of his children were dead.
"No, this can't be! I can't believe it will end this way!" he cried out.
That all changed when he heard the movement of arrows through the air and they hit the wolves. They yelped in pain. He looked back to see the three guards he ordered to stay back standing there with bows in their hands.
Thranduil managed to stand up and unsteadily walk over to them. He stayed with them until all the wolves were dead or away from the scene.
"My Lord, what has happened to Legolas and Nanaylia?" one of them asked.
"They... they w...went over... t...the hill," the king managed to say, pointing to the place where the two had fallen over the edge.
The three went over to look over the side. They saw Legolas at the bottom and they climbed down to get him.
"We will get him my king. Stay here," one of the elves told Thranduil.
Thranduil nodded, feeling the most helpless he had ever felt in his entire life. He couldn't help his children and they were possibly dead. That scared him a lot.
***
The next thing Legolas knew was the wet cloth on his forehead. He slightly opened his eyes to see Chimone looking down at him.
"Mony," he whsipered. "How's Nanay? When can I go see her?"
He saw that she looked away from him, obviously at someone else. He looked in her direction to see his father sitting across the room. He saw that his father appeared to be very sad.
"Legolas, I have some bad news to tell you," the king told him, the tears falling down his face.
"What happened to Nanay? Where is she?" demanded Legolas as he tried to sit up.
The movement caused a headache to form and he placed a hand on his head. His father walked over to him and sat next to him on the bed, motioning to Chimone that she should leave. She stood up, bowed her head slightly and turned to leave the room. Once the door closed, Thranduil sighed and looked at his son.
"Legolas, do you remember falling down the hill with Nanaylia?" Thranduil asked his son.
Legolas nodded, wondering what this was leading towards. He was becoming very nervous.
"Well, we found you and you were alive, thankfully, but we have been looking for the past three days for Nanaylia and we have not yet found her," Thranduil told him, sobs overtaking his voice. "We fear that she is dead and we are soon coming to believe that as well."
Legolas was devastated by this news. He and Nanaylia were close. Very close and everyone around them knew that. The two of them would do everything together.
"S...she's...dead?" Legolas barely managed to say.
"It is a very strong possibility. We suspect that there were other wolves around the area and they made off with her body before we got to the two of you. I am so sorry Legolas. I am so sorry," Thranduil quietly told him.
Legolas had begun to cry at that moment. Thranduil pulled him into an embrace.
"We're both going to deeply miss her son. Everybody will miss her. May the Valar protect her," the young elf was told.
Legolas gave a slight nod, wondering what was going to happen now.
***
"You idiots! Legolas is still alive! I wanted both of them to be dead, not just one of them!" Manlin yelled at the three gargoyles.
"We're really sorry but be glad that we at least got the girl. She's dead!" Shentree told him. "We'll get the other brat another time.
"I know that she's dead and we can't try to go after Legolas right away. If we do, Thranduil will suspect that something is amiss and begin to question everybody. He will feel that something is wrong on how close together his children 'accidentally' die," Manlin told them. "We will have to wait with Legolas' death."
"And how long would that be, may I ask?" wondered Banside as Sathed moved to his side.
"I am unsure. We might have to wait centuries. One way or another, Legolas will get to have the same fate as his sister," Manlin said as he turned away from the three.
The three gargoyles looked at each other, giving each other smiles.
"That's always a good thing," Banside told the other two.
"Oh yes it is," agreed Shentree as Sathed began to laugh.
***
The days passed into weeks and Legolas was still fairly upset over his sister's death. The elves who were searching still hadn't found her body and they said that if they were to find it, they would have done so by now. Thranduil became just as upset as his son once they heard the news.
"Nanay, why did this have to happen?" Legolas asked himself as he sat in a tree near the palace.
The tree was special to both him and his sister. He remembered as they used to sit in it all the time before this happened. Now, they couldn't. Now that she was gone.
"We can't sit in here anymore together and it's all my fault Nanay. If I had not suggested to go out on the ride, or if I hadn't let go of that root, you'd probably be here, alive and recovering. This is all my fault," Legolas cried, the tears beginning to fall down his face.
Chimone and Thranduil watched him from the ground. They both sighed.
"He's been like this since the day I told him we couldn't find his sister. I don't think there's been a day that's gone by where he hasn't cried. He mourns terribly for her and I imagine he will for a long time to come," Thranduil told Chimone. "She will be missed by everyone, but especially Legolas. "
"I know. I don't doubt you at all," she agreed before they began to walk away.
Legolas noticed them below the tree and watched them leave. He gave a sigh as he did so.
"It's all my fault Nanay," he told himself. "It's all my fault."
The tears were continuing to fall freely down his face as a slight wind came up.
'Legolas,' he quietly heard amongst the breeze.
TBC...
"No!" he cried out as the tears formed slightly in his eyes. "This can't be! Legolas! Nanaylia!"
The elf couldn't move anywhere, shocked by what just happened before him. He wasn't believing that something like this was actually happening to him and noone was around to him or the two siblings.
***
The two young elves tumbled down the hill and Legolas felt himself being separated from his sister. He soon landed at the bottom of the hill and felt his body hit something hard. Pain began to lace through his body as he tried to move.
He managed to lift himself up enough only to see Nanaylia was nowhere to be seen. At least nowhere in his sight.
"Oh no. Where's Nanay?" he asked himself before lowering himself back down onto the ground. "Nanaylia, where are you?"
He found he could barely move from his trip down the hill. He could still hear the wolves growling before yelping set in soon afterwards. He could only guess what was happening now as he drifted off into unconsciousness. He lay there, waiting for anyone to come and find his body.
***
Thranduil fell to his knees, thinking about the possibility that both of his children were dead.
"No, this can't be! I can't believe it will end this way!" he cried out.
That all changed when he heard the movement of arrows through the air and they hit the wolves. They yelped in pain. He looked back to see the three guards he ordered to stay back standing there with bows in their hands.
Thranduil managed to stand up and unsteadily walk over to them. He stayed with them until all the wolves were dead or away from the scene.
"My Lord, what has happened to Legolas and Nanaylia?" one of them asked.
"They... they w...went over... t...the hill," the king managed to say, pointing to the place where the two had fallen over the edge.
The three went over to look over the side. They saw Legolas at the bottom and they climbed down to get him.
"We will get him my king. Stay here," one of the elves told Thranduil.
Thranduil nodded, feeling the most helpless he had ever felt in his entire life. He couldn't help his children and they were possibly dead. That scared him a lot.
***
The next thing Legolas knew was the wet cloth on his forehead. He slightly opened his eyes to see Chimone looking down at him.
"Mony," he whsipered. "How's Nanay? When can I go see her?"
He saw that she looked away from him, obviously at someone else. He looked in her direction to see his father sitting across the room. He saw that his father appeared to be very sad.
"Legolas, I have some bad news to tell you," the king told him, the tears falling down his face.
"What happened to Nanay? Where is she?" demanded Legolas as he tried to sit up.
The movement caused a headache to form and he placed a hand on his head. His father walked over to him and sat next to him on the bed, motioning to Chimone that she should leave. She stood up, bowed her head slightly and turned to leave the room. Once the door closed, Thranduil sighed and looked at his son.
"Legolas, do you remember falling down the hill with Nanaylia?" Thranduil asked his son.
Legolas nodded, wondering what this was leading towards. He was becoming very nervous.
"Well, we found you and you were alive, thankfully, but we have been looking for the past three days for Nanaylia and we have not yet found her," Thranduil told him, sobs overtaking his voice. "We fear that she is dead and we are soon coming to believe that as well."
Legolas was devastated by this news. He and Nanaylia were close. Very close and everyone around them knew that. The two of them would do everything together.
"S...she's...dead?" Legolas barely managed to say.
"It is a very strong possibility. We suspect that there were other wolves around the area and they made off with her body before we got to the two of you. I am so sorry Legolas. I am so sorry," Thranduil quietly told him.
Legolas had begun to cry at that moment. Thranduil pulled him into an embrace.
"We're both going to deeply miss her son. Everybody will miss her. May the Valar protect her," the young elf was told.
Legolas gave a slight nod, wondering what was going to happen now.
***
"You idiots! Legolas is still alive! I wanted both of them to be dead, not just one of them!" Manlin yelled at the three gargoyles.
"We're really sorry but be glad that we at least got the girl. She's dead!" Shentree told him. "We'll get the other brat another time.
"I know that she's dead and we can't try to go after Legolas right away. If we do, Thranduil will suspect that something is amiss and begin to question everybody. He will feel that something is wrong on how close together his children 'accidentally' die," Manlin told them. "We will have to wait with Legolas' death."
"And how long would that be, may I ask?" wondered Banside as Sathed moved to his side.
"I am unsure. We might have to wait centuries. One way or another, Legolas will get to have the same fate as his sister," Manlin said as he turned away from the three.
The three gargoyles looked at each other, giving each other smiles.
"That's always a good thing," Banside told the other two.
"Oh yes it is," agreed Shentree as Sathed began to laugh.
***
The days passed into weeks and Legolas was still fairly upset over his sister's death. The elves who were searching still hadn't found her body and they said that if they were to find it, they would have done so by now. Thranduil became just as upset as his son once they heard the news.
"Nanay, why did this have to happen?" Legolas asked himself as he sat in a tree near the palace.
The tree was special to both him and his sister. He remembered as they used to sit in it all the time before this happened. Now, they couldn't. Now that she was gone.
"We can't sit in here anymore together and it's all my fault Nanay. If I had not suggested to go out on the ride, or if I hadn't let go of that root, you'd probably be here, alive and recovering. This is all my fault," Legolas cried, the tears beginning to fall down his face.
Chimone and Thranduil watched him from the ground. They both sighed.
"He's been like this since the day I told him we couldn't find his sister. I don't think there's been a day that's gone by where he hasn't cried. He mourns terribly for her and I imagine he will for a long time to come," Thranduil told Chimone. "She will be missed by everyone, but especially Legolas. "
"I know. I don't doubt you at all," she agreed before they began to walk away.
Legolas noticed them below the tree and watched them leave. He gave a sigh as he did so.
"It's all my fault Nanay," he told himself. "It's all my fault."
The tears were continuing to fall freely down his face as a slight wind came up.
'Legolas,' he quietly heard amongst the breeze.
TBC...