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Chapter 6
"Legolas! What are you doing?" she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Are you going to hurt me?!?"
But he barely heard her. Now that he had decided to do it, he was in a kind of daze. He pulled out his fighting knives, and to Arwen's surprise pressed them against his own chest, preparing to drive both through his heart.
"No!" she screamed, realizing what he was about to do. "Don't do it because of me! Think of your ada! You're being selfish! Think of Ada and how heart-broken he would be!" Seeing no change, she got more desperate. "Legolas, I'm not worth this! Think of your ada!"
"Ada has other sons. They will comfort him." The tears had started again. He could see no reason to live, yet saying namaarie forever was difficult.
"And what of your siblings, who will console them?"
"All of my brothers and sisters are married. Their spouses and children will help them in their grief.
"What about me?" she cried, tears now coming from her eyes also. "Who will comfort me in losing one as close to me as my brothers?"
"Your Ada, brothers, and Estel will console you. Obviously the man means more to you than anything else."
An idea hit her. The one person in all of Middle-Earth he could never hurt: "Aragorn? And how will Aragorn comfort me? He will be too grief- stricken himself." Maybe it was her imagination, but she thought the points of the knives were a little farther from his chest.
"If he's so upset, he brought it on himself!" he shrieked, bringing the knives against his chest again.
Seeing him steeling himself to plunge the weapons into his flesh, she continued to the only track that had seemed to work: "But he didn't know he was hurting you! He didn't realize that you were the one I was with! He knew I was with someone, but I never told him who. 'Brother of my Heart' you called him. How would he feel if you killed yourself? How would you feel if he did? And to know that he was the one who brought you to do it, who knows what he might do? Legolas, listen to me: if not for yourself, if not for me, if not even for your family, live for Aragorn!!!"
He finally seemed to snap out of it. He pulled the knives away and put them in his belt where they belonged. "Hannon le, mellon nin. I'm sorry. You're right: it was selfish of me to want to take my own life. And I understand why you love Aragorn, for I care deeply for him also."
"Hannon le for understanding, mellon nin. I knew you would eventually."
Suddenly Aragorn burst through the door, his face anxious and afraid. "Arwen, I heard you screaming. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, meles nin."
He crossed the room, drew her into his arms, and kissed her while holding her as if he was afraid someone would take her away. Legolas finally understood how much they loved each other.
As they pulled away from each other, the man noticed for the first time the other elf in the room. "Mellon nin, I'm...I'm sorry. The twins told me. I didn't realize...if I had known..." He looked uncomfortable.
"It's okay, Aragorn. I'm glad you didn't know, not that I see just how much you care for each other."
"Friends?" The man was still apprehensive.
"Always," he replied with a reassuring grin, placing his right hand on the man's left shoulder.
Aragorn grinned back, returning the gesture.
They stood there like that for a few seconds, and then Legolas broke away.
"Namaarie, my friends."
And with that he walked out of Arwen's bed chamber for the last time.
Chapter 6
"Legolas! What are you doing?" she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Are you going to hurt me?!?"
But he barely heard her. Now that he had decided to do it, he was in a kind of daze. He pulled out his fighting knives, and to Arwen's surprise pressed them against his own chest, preparing to drive both through his heart.
"No!" she screamed, realizing what he was about to do. "Don't do it because of me! Think of your ada! You're being selfish! Think of Ada and how heart-broken he would be!" Seeing no change, she got more desperate. "Legolas, I'm not worth this! Think of your ada!"
"Ada has other sons. They will comfort him." The tears had started again. He could see no reason to live, yet saying namaarie forever was difficult.
"And what of your siblings, who will console them?"
"All of my brothers and sisters are married. Their spouses and children will help them in their grief.
"What about me?" she cried, tears now coming from her eyes also. "Who will comfort me in losing one as close to me as my brothers?"
"Your Ada, brothers, and Estel will console you. Obviously the man means more to you than anything else."
An idea hit her. The one person in all of Middle-Earth he could never hurt: "Aragorn? And how will Aragorn comfort me? He will be too grief- stricken himself." Maybe it was her imagination, but she thought the points of the knives were a little farther from his chest.
"If he's so upset, he brought it on himself!" he shrieked, bringing the knives against his chest again.
Seeing him steeling himself to plunge the weapons into his flesh, she continued to the only track that had seemed to work: "But he didn't know he was hurting you! He didn't realize that you were the one I was with! He knew I was with someone, but I never told him who. 'Brother of my Heart' you called him. How would he feel if you killed yourself? How would you feel if he did? And to know that he was the one who brought you to do it, who knows what he might do? Legolas, listen to me: if not for yourself, if not for me, if not even for your family, live for Aragorn!!!"
He finally seemed to snap out of it. He pulled the knives away and put them in his belt where they belonged. "Hannon le, mellon nin. I'm sorry. You're right: it was selfish of me to want to take my own life. And I understand why you love Aragorn, for I care deeply for him also."
"Hannon le for understanding, mellon nin. I knew you would eventually."
Suddenly Aragorn burst through the door, his face anxious and afraid. "Arwen, I heard you screaming. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, meles nin."
He crossed the room, drew her into his arms, and kissed her while holding her as if he was afraid someone would take her away. Legolas finally understood how much they loved each other.
As they pulled away from each other, the man noticed for the first time the other elf in the room. "Mellon nin, I'm...I'm sorry. The twins told me. I didn't realize...if I had known..." He looked uncomfortable.
"It's okay, Aragorn. I'm glad you didn't know, not that I see just how much you care for each other."
"Friends?" The man was still apprehensive.
"Always," he replied with a reassuring grin, placing his right hand on the man's left shoulder.
Aragorn grinned back, returning the gesture.
They stood there like that for a few seconds, and then Legolas broke away.
"Namaarie, my friends."
And with that he walked out of Arwen's bed chamber for the last time.