Untold Love – Chapter 6
Legolas and Aranel continued for many days before they stopped. Along the way Legolas told his sister about what happened after the Council of Elrond. He told Aranel of what had happened the day Arwen and his daughter had died. "The poor man. He must be heart-broken."
"He is. That is partly the reason I brought you here. I cannot always be with him for companionship, and I know that he enjoyed your company the last time he was in Mirkwood." Glancing at her surprised face he continued, "Don't look at me that way; he needs someone to be there for him."
"Is he really that bad Legolas, or are you exaggerating."
"He is that bad. He doesn't eat. He sits in a dark corner all day unless he has to make an important political decision. The only people who know his normal lonely life are Gandalf, Elrond, Pippin, Faramir, Eowyn, Eomer, and I. For we are the only people who have seen him in these past four months."
Aranel thought of the man that she saw forty years ago and tried to place him where Legolas says he now is. This thought brought her into so much despair that she didn't even notice the city when the approached it. "Aranel, is there something wrong, because you haven't even looked up at the city yet. We are almost at the gates."
"Really..." Aranel absentmindedly answered
As the two entered the city people greeted Legolas and then were stopped short in their greetings when they saw the other Elf. People started whispering about her, some said that she was to marry the King, others that she was Legolas' bride, some even speculated that she was Legolas' sister. But only very few thought that at all. Most of all the people noticed her beauty. The toned down browns and yellows of her gown set of her violet eyes, they also noticed her golden hair, which was effortlessly cascading down her back.
"Legolas. They are staring at me. Why are they doing this, I feel like I am on display."
"Aranel, besides me, Elrond, Galadriel, and Arwen these people have never seen an Elf before. They are probably wondering what you are doing here."
When Aranel reached the gates of the Throne Room she became very afraid of what she would find inside. "Legolas, does Lord Aragorn know that I am coming?"
"Yes he does. Why are you worried about meeting him?"
Aranel silently nodded as she dismounted her horse and abandoned everything she brought at the door. Legolas had left her alone at the door so she could face him alone. Aranel walked up to the door and pushed it open, and the first thing she saw was the raised throne with Aragorn on top of it.
Aragorn had not noticed her so he continued sitting sideways on his throne with his feet dangling over the edge smoking his pipe. Aranel walked up to the throne and said, "My Lord." while bowing low to the floor.
Aragorn was so startled by the delicate voice he dropped his pipe down the edges of the towering throne. "Ah... Aranel I thought that we said no bowing!"
"You remember that my Lord. But I must because you are now the king, and well my royalty has diminished."
Aragorn started climbing down the stairs. As he got to the bottom he stopped dead in his tracks. Aragorn looked deep into Aranel's eyes. Aranel was afraid to break eye contact with the King. They remained motionless staring at each other, as if they were trying to get into each others souls. This is how Legolas found them and within that moment something happened, and to this day no one has ever known.
Aranel followed Aragorn and her brother to her chambers. It was down a long marble hallway, their footsteps echoed within the cold passage. She felt an eerie sense of dread following the two men, and for some reason she had the impulse to turn around and run. "Here it is." said Aragorn upon reaching a set of heavy wooden doors at the end of the hall. He pushed open the doors to reveal a large room furnished with all the luxuries available, but the most beautiful asset of the room was its wide window that covered the majority of the long wall.
"Oh!" Aranel gasped as she walked towards it. "It is beautiful."
"That is why I chose this room for you. So you could look upon the whole city."
Aranel looked out upon the city. The marble of the city gleamed with a pure splendor. A light breeze was causing the large gold and white banners to flutter playfully. Aranel could barely draw her eyes away from the city, but when she did she noticed the look of joy upon Legolas' face. "You know me all to well." Aranel cried while throwing her arms around Legolas.
"You are not an easy lady to please. It was hard." Legolas said with a grin.
"There are many rooms within the palace a there are many windows, but none have such a beautiful view." said Aragorn. Inwardly he was thinking, "Now none of the rooms will have a beautiful inside without her in them." And now he was glad he allowed Legolas to bring Aranel back with him.
Aragorn left the room in silence so he could let the brother and sister be alone. When Aranel no longer heard his receding steps she started to cry. "This was meant to be her room! I could see the sadness in his eyes!"
Legolas took his sister in his arms and let her cry. "I saw the flag Legolas! The black one. Near the courtyard! The Evenstar was on it! I saw her flag. It was never meant to be there and she was the one meant to see the beautiful city. Not me."
Legolas did not deny his sisters assumptions for it was correct. Legolas did not choose her room, he had another one in mind, but it was Aragorn that led them to this room. It was Aragorn that said Aranel should have it. Moments later Legolas left his sister lying upon the deep green chaise crying.
Legolas and Aranel continued for many days before they stopped. Along the way Legolas told his sister about what happened after the Council of Elrond. He told Aranel of what had happened the day Arwen and his daughter had died. "The poor man. He must be heart-broken."
"He is. That is partly the reason I brought you here. I cannot always be with him for companionship, and I know that he enjoyed your company the last time he was in Mirkwood." Glancing at her surprised face he continued, "Don't look at me that way; he needs someone to be there for him."
"Is he really that bad Legolas, or are you exaggerating."
"He is that bad. He doesn't eat. He sits in a dark corner all day unless he has to make an important political decision. The only people who know his normal lonely life are Gandalf, Elrond, Pippin, Faramir, Eowyn, Eomer, and I. For we are the only people who have seen him in these past four months."
Aranel thought of the man that she saw forty years ago and tried to place him where Legolas says he now is. This thought brought her into so much despair that she didn't even notice the city when the approached it. "Aranel, is there something wrong, because you haven't even looked up at the city yet. We are almost at the gates."
"Really..." Aranel absentmindedly answered
As the two entered the city people greeted Legolas and then were stopped short in their greetings when they saw the other Elf. People started whispering about her, some said that she was to marry the King, others that she was Legolas' bride, some even speculated that she was Legolas' sister. But only very few thought that at all. Most of all the people noticed her beauty. The toned down browns and yellows of her gown set of her violet eyes, they also noticed her golden hair, which was effortlessly cascading down her back.
"Legolas. They are staring at me. Why are they doing this, I feel like I am on display."
"Aranel, besides me, Elrond, Galadriel, and Arwen these people have never seen an Elf before. They are probably wondering what you are doing here."
When Aranel reached the gates of the Throne Room she became very afraid of what she would find inside. "Legolas, does Lord Aragorn know that I am coming?"
"Yes he does. Why are you worried about meeting him?"
Aranel silently nodded as she dismounted her horse and abandoned everything she brought at the door. Legolas had left her alone at the door so she could face him alone. Aranel walked up to the door and pushed it open, and the first thing she saw was the raised throne with Aragorn on top of it.
Aragorn had not noticed her so he continued sitting sideways on his throne with his feet dangling over the edge smoking his pipe. Aranel walked up to the throne and said, "My Lord." while bowing low to the floor.
Aragorn was so startled by the delicate voice he dropped his pipe down the edges of the towering throne. "Ah... Aranel I thought that we said no bowing!"
"You remember that my Lord. But I must because you are now the king, and well my royalty has diminished."
Aragorn started climbing down the stairs. As he got to the bottom he stopped dead in his tracks. Aragorn looked deep into Aranel's eyes. Aranel was afraid to break eye contact with the King. They remained motionless staring at each other, as if they were trying to get into each others souls. This is how Legolas found them and within that moment something happened, and to this day no one has ever known.
Aranel followed Aragorn and her brother to her chambers. It was down a long marble hallway, their footsteps echoed within the cold passage. She felt an eerie sense of dread following the two men, and for some reason she had the impulse to turn around and run. "Here it is." said Aragorn upon reaching a set of heavy wooden doors at the end of the hall. He pushed open the doors to reveal a large room furnished with all the luxuries available, but the most beautiful asset of the room was its wide window that covered the majority of the long wall.
"Oh!" Aranel gasped as she walked towards it. "It is beautiful."
"That is why I chose this room for you. So you could look upon the whole city."
Aranel looked out upon the city. The marble of the city gleamed with a pure splendor. A light breeze was causing the large gold and white banners to flutter playfully. Aranel could barely draw her eyes away from the city, but when she did she noticed the look of joy upon Legolas' face. "You know me all to well." Aranel cried while throwing her arms around Legolas.
"You are not an easy lady to please. It was hard." Legolas said with a grin.
"There are many rooms within the palace a there are many windows, but none have such a beautiful view." said Aragorn. Inwardly he was thinking, "Now none of the rooms will have a beautiful inside without her in them." And now he was glad he allowed Legolas to bring Aranel back with him.
Aragorn left the room in silence so he could let the brother and sister be alone. When Aranel no longer heard his receding steps she started to cry. "This was meant to be her room! I could see the sadness in his eyes!"
Legolas took his sister in his arms and let her cry. "I saw the flag Legolas! The black one. Near the courtyard! The Evenstar was on it! I saw her flag. It was never meant to be there and she was the one meant to see the beautiful city. Not me."
Legolas did not deny his sisters assumptions for it was correct. Legolas did not choose her room, he had another one in mind, but it was Aragorn that led them to this room. It was Aragorn that said Aranel should have it. Moments later Legolas left his sister lying upon the deep green chaise crying.