Thranduil reached out to touch a hand to Legolas' shoulder, but swiftly
drew back, for the younger Elf flinched away. Instead, he folded his arms
across his chest, and fixed his son with a sympathetic gaze. There was a
tense silence for a moment, before it was broken by the King.
"Legolas, I can imagine what you think right now. Valar only knows I would feel the same, but-
"Please, I do not want you to say things like that," cut in the Prince. "I do not deserve those sorts of words, especially from you. I want you to hurt me, hurl abuse at me, disown me, and say how much you despise me. That is all I deserve, after what I have done."
"No-
"I should've fought harder, and I should've realised that Calaen was only playing with my mind," went on Legolas. "I believed that he had killed Estel and Merry, and my foolishness nearly proved fatal for you."
"No-
"I was so blind," sighed Legolas, shaking his head in anger. "Living with Calaen when I was younger meant that I had to live a lie. I lied for him, and he lied to me and about me. Of course I should've realised that he was only lying back when he told me that Estel was dead. Why didn't I-?"
Thranduil silenced his son by moving to the edge of the bed, and pulling him into an embrace. The Prince tensed at first, but it was not long before he was able to relax, for he was so relieved that his father had not turned against him. The King smiled sadly, as he realised that not since Legolas had been younger had they shown affection like this towards each other. It was strange how something so good could come from something so bad.
"Ada, I am so sorry," whispered Legolas. "Forgive me."
"Don't be stupid," said Thranduil gently. "I cannot forgive you if you have done nothing wrong. However, there is one thing that saddens me, and that is the blame which you place upon yourself. Seeing you in any form of pain breaks my heart, but knowing that you inflict this yourself, is much worse."
"Hurting you is not my intent," muttered the Prince.
Thranduil sighed, and sat back to meet his son's gaze. "Legolas, I was not talking about pain being caused to me. I meant that you are inflicting this upon yourself, and making your life harder. I only ever wanted the best for you, and that has not changed."
"I know, and I am blessed to be the son of someone like you," said Legolas.
"No, I am blessed to be the father of someone like you," replied Thranduil.
Legolas' face remained coldly impassive for a moment, and it seemed as though he had slipped back into the withdrawn Elf he had been not that long ago, but a smile graced his features, igniting a sparkle in his eyes. Thranduil breathed a sigh of relief, and silently thanked the Valar for the return of his son.
"Ada, I agreed to help Calaen take over Mirkwood, but I did not do it out of spite, or to hurt you in any way," said Legolas quietly. "I will not try and justify my actions, because I do not want to. I know that what I did was wrong, and it should not have happened. I do not want to make myself feel better."
"Alright, I understand that," replied Thranduil. "But always remember that I would love you even if you had turned up at the palace and threatened to kill me if I did not surrender the throne to Calaen. Legolas, I will love you whatever happens."
The Prince smiled once more, though this time it vanished as he thought of something else. "What did you do to Calaen?" he asked, not really sure of what answer he wanted.
Thranduil narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name. "I wanted to kill him, and would've done, if Mithrandir had said otherwise. Calaen and his army – at least what is left of them – are on their way here as we speak. I have yet to decide what to do with them, but with the help of Elrond and Mithrandir, a decision should hopefully be reached soon."
"He is coming here to Imladris?" asked Legolas, his face troubled.
"Yes, but you do not need to speak with him, or even look at him," said Thranduil gently. "He will be carefully guarded, as will all of his men. Nothing more will happen, and it will not be long before we can put all of this behind us."
"Ada, I know that my opinions count for nothing when up against yours, Elrond's and Mithrandir's, but would you be willing to listen to them?" asked Legolas.
Thranduil closed his eyes, wondering what was coming next. "Yes, alright then. I will listen to whatever you want to say."
"Thank you," said the Prince, inclining his head. "Calaen is an awful person, and he has done terrible deeds in his life. But maybe death is not what he deserves. Maybe all he needs is a chance to...recover...or something."
"I was afraid you would say that," sighed Thranduil.
"What do you mean?" asked Legolas.
The King smiled vaguely, and shook his head. "You changed a lot, ion-nin. Your personality, expressions, and even the way you spoke to others changed, after Airëlus...died. But your heart did not. Your heart has always been kind and gentle, but you cannot let it rule your actions. Calaen is evil, Legolas. You know this, and I can see in your eyes that you do."
"Yes, he is evil, and yes, I am well aware of that," said Legolas. He sighed, and pushed a hand through his hair. "But I am not letting my heart control me. Ada, he is an Elf. He has a life, feelings, and...I don't know how I can still think that after all he has done, but I cannot help it."
"He is your brother," said Thranduil quietly. "That is why you find it hard. Do you remember the day after he and Airëlus died? Valar, it is strange saying that. Anyway, you shed tears then, and some of them were for Calaen. You told me so. Back then, it was acceptable. Back then, I understood why you felt that way. But now I am at a loss. I'm sorry to say that, Legolas, but it is true."
The Prince bit down on his lip, surprised at the words. "Alright, I still think of him as my brother, because...because it is a natural feeling. But that has nothing to do with what I think should happen to him."
"No? Alright then," sighed Thranduil. "So, you think that I should let Calaen live, after all he has done, all the pain he has caused? Legolas, think before opening your mouth. He killed Airëlus - so to speak –, he nearly killed you – twice -, and he destroyed our life. Would you have me watch him walk away, just so that he can go and spread his malice elsewhere? I think not."
"Yes he hurt us, and yes he destroyed our lives," began Legolas. "And yes, I understand what you-
"There is no-one who understands what I feel," snapped Thranduil, slamming his hand on the beside table, causing Legolas to flinch away. "My eldest son died, killed by his own brother! The true colours of my middle son were revealed to me. I loved him from the moment he was born, despite knowing that he was not my own. I cherished him with all my heart, I would have done anything for him. But then I found out what he was really like: evil, malicious, and spiteful. How do you think that felt, Legolas? You don't know, because you have never had to experience it. Elrond and Mithrandir tried to understand, but they couldn't. No-one could."
Legolas closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them, he saw that Thranduil had moved from the bed and was now pacing up and down. "Ada, you hurt back then, and clearly you still do. I didn't know, I-
"Yes, well you do now," said Thranduil. "I have told you about Airëlus and Calaen, so that leaves you yourself. Legolas, you are my youngest son, and Valar only knows how much I love you. But you did not make life easy, for either of us. When you were asleep at night, I would sometimes go to your room and just watch you, and wonder what happened to my kind and loving child. I wanted to know where he had gone."
"You should've said something," muttered the Prince.
"Ah, because of course you would have been able to make me feel better. Cheerful Legolas, who always had a smile ready, and a sparkle in his eyes," sneered Thranduil. He suddenly drew in a sharp breath though, as he saw the hurt flash across his son's face. "Valar..."
"I'm sorry," whispered Legolas. "I did not know how I hurt you."
Thranduil shook his head violently, and sat back down on the bed. "It is not you who should apologize. Forgive me, ion-nin; those words were harsh and uncalled for. I should not have spoken like that, but I lost my temper. Legolas, I love you so much, and I didn't-
"It's alright," cut in the Prince. "Ada, I know that you do."
"I lost my temper many times after the incident all those years back, and you are well aware of that," said Thranduil. "I should imagine that I will lose my temper many more times in the next few months. But we can get through any bad times. I know this, because we have each other, and now Airëlus is back."
Legolas nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, he is. Ada, will you tell me how this has come to be? Or has Airëlus decided to keep you in the dark also?"
"No, he told me when he turned up at Mirkwood," replied Thranduil. "And the answer to your other question is also no, I'm afraid. You will be told soon enough; maybe even tomorrow, if you are well enough. Just listen to the healer and do as he says."
"Valar, he has not been back that long, yet already he is giving me orders," sighed Legolas, shaking his head in mock annoyance.
"You say that, but I know you think differently," laughed Thranduil, slipping an arm around his son's shoulders. All humour went from his face then, and he sighed deeply. "In all seriousness, Legolas, I meant nothing of what I said. I love you so much, and would kill myself before letting anything else happen to you."
Legolas leant into the warm embrace, and smiled vaguely. It had been so long since he had received such an affectionate gesture from his father. He wondered why he didn't want Calaen to die. It was strange that although he felt hatred for the dark haired Elf, there was no cruelty or wish for revenge in him.
"You will be just fine, ion-nin," said Thranduil quietly.
The Prince opened his mouth to reply, but the opening of the door prevented him from doing so. Lord Elrond came in, along with Airëlus, Gandalf and Aragorn. They smiled at the sight of father and son together, joy flashing through their eyes as they saw Legolas moving with ease.
"How are you?" asked Elrond.
"I am well, thanks to my brother," replied the younger Elf. "His healing skills saved me, and I am still waiting to find out how he has such powers. But he is not going to tell me yet, are you?"
"Absolutely not," laughed Airëlus.
Elrond sat down in a chair beside the bed, and looked thoughtfully at Thranduil. "I don't suppose you have told him yet? I imagine you were so caught up in your joy at his return that you forgot. Well, it does not matter."
"What are you talking about?" asked Legolas warily, glancing from one face to another.
"We have some rather good news for you," said Gandalf, his eyes twinkling. "After all these years of hard work we finally a way to rid you of that scar."
"Yes, I know all about that," sighed Legolas.
This was certainly not the reaction that the others had expected, for they all knew just how much pain had been caused to Legolas because of that word. Thranduil arched an eyebrow in surprise, whilst Gandalf's face fell. Only Airëlus as usual, remained impassive.
"Did you not understand what was just said, Legolas?" asked Aragorn uncertainly. "We have an antidote for the-
"Yes, I understood, and I already know about that antidote," cut in Legolas. "But there is no hope, for it is in Calaen's caves, probably hidden away somewhere."
"Ah, but that is where you are wrong," said Gandalf. "It was indeed in Calaen's caves, but definitely not hidden away. In fact, I believe that Elrond has the phial in his pocket right now, and is ready to administer it if you are willing to let him."
Legolas' eyes widened in disbelief. "He...he has it now? I can be rid of that word now?"
"Yes, you can be rid of it now, ion-nin," said Thranduil quietly.
"It is a very quick procedure. All I must do is wet a cloth with some of the liquid, and hold it to the affected area," said Elrond, taking a phial from his pocket. "The cloth must not be removed for at least five minutes, else it will not work."
"So, the word will just vanish?" asked Legolas uncertainly.
"That is what we hope," replied Elrond. "But I must warn you to prepare yourself, for this will hurt. It will hurt a lot."
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Deana: Oh, I can just imagine how bad it would be if Legolas was actually dreaming!
Leeanne: Nope, I'm not so evil to deny him the antidote (I think) but there is evilness to come. But that's all I'm saying!
GollumGirl: Put it this way...if you kill Cield in one sentence, then I will kill Aradan in one sentence! No, that would be mean. Yeah, I think that maths is evil as well. When I become President, I'm so gonna ban it!
eleanor rigbey: Well, there is a drama club at my school but I can't be in it, cos I left school on Friday! I'm free from compulsory education! I only need to go back to school when I have exams, cos I'm on study leave now! Yeah, I think that Scottish accents are cool! To be honest with you, I'm not quite sure about that historical question. But I should imagine that if the Americans portray the Brits as being villains, then we probably do the same to you!!! But no, I don't have a clue!
Demonic Pyro Freak: Yeah, I saw Troy a couple of weeks back. How cool is it?
Irish Anor: Go you for guessing it was Airëlus! Not many people did, actually.
LalaithoftheBruinen: I'm not saying anything!
Lirenel: Airëlus appeared in Mirkwood back in chapter 19, and Thranduil found out then.
Legolas-gurl888: I take it you like Airëlus then? Anyway, sorry I haven't e- mailed you for ages, but I left school, and I've had exams, and there's other stuff, but I'll tell you all about that in a minute when I go and e- mail you!
Mellaithwen: I didn't see the last Friends! I missed every single episode of the last series cos I've been away or just never had time to see them, so I'm gonna wait until I've seen them all before watching the last episode. I'm trying to avoid hearing anything about it!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: No, no-one knew that he was really alive. Except me, of course! But you'll find out kinda soon about what happened to him.
Rachel13: Lithosphere? Not a clue! But yeah, about the Fellowship...they still have the Ring, and of course they need to get rid of it as soon as possible, but that's an issue that's gonna come up in a few chapters.
Vicki Turner: No, I don't think I'm that mean. But then...it would be a very good twist thing.
Eternal Greenleaf: Aw, dear of you! I'm sorry I made you cry! And I'm sorry that I laughed when I read about what you did when you thought that ROTK was over!
Sir Lady Knight: Hello! I'm glad you like my stories! And yeah, I think that Airëlus is cool also!
nanar: I bet you are so glad that Airëlus is back then, if he is your fave character!
Sorry about the delay in updating. I've had to study hard for Spanish and English exams, and then I left school on Friday, which was really sad! I also have a loada other exams to study for, but I'm on study leave now, so it should be ok. See you soon! Luv Misto x-x
"Legolas, I can imagine what you think right now. Valar only knows I would feel the same, but-
"Please, I do not want you to say things like that," cut in the Prince. "I do not deserve those sorts of words, especially from you. I want you to hurt me, hurl abuse at me, disown me, and say how much you despise me. That is all I deserve, after what I have done."
"No-
"I should've fought harder, and I should've realised that Calaen was only playing with my mind," went on Legolas. "I believed that he had killed Estel and Merry, and my foolishness nearly proved fatal for you."
"No-
"I was so blind," sighed Legolas, shaking his head in anger. "Living with Calaen when I was younger meant that I had to live a lie. I lied for him, and he lied to me and about me. Of course I should've realised that he was only lying back when he told me that Estel was dead. Why didn't I-?"
Thranduil silenced his son by moving to the edge of the bed, and pulling him into an embrace. The Prince tensed at first, but it was not long before he was able to relax, for he was so relieved that his father had not turned against him. The King smiled sadly, as he realised that not since Legolas had been younger had they shown affection like this towards each other. It was strange how something so good could come from something so bad.
"Ada, I am so sorry," whispered Legolas. "Forgive me."
"Don't be stupid," said Thranduil gently. "I cannot forgive you if you have done nothing wrong. However, there is one thing that saddens me, and that is the blame which you place upon yourself. Seeing you in any form of pain breaks my heart, but knowing that you inflict this yourself, is much worse."
"Hurting you is not my intent," muttered the Prince.
Thranduil sighed, and sat back to meet his son's gaze. "Legolas, I was not talking about pain being caused to me. I meant that you are inflicting this upon yourself, and making your life harder. I only ever wanted the best for you, and that has not changed."
"I know, and I am blessed to be the son of someone like you," said Legolas.
"No, I am blessed to be the father of someone like you," replied Thranduil.
Legolas' face remained coldly impassive for a moment, and it seemed as though he had slipped back into the withdrawn Elf he had been not that long ago, but a smile graced his features, igniting a sparkle in his eyes. Thranduil breathed a sigh of relief, and silently thanked the Valar for the return of his son.
"Ada, I agreed to help Calaen take over Mirkwood, but I did not do it out of spite, or to hurt you in any way," said Legolas quietly. "I will not try and justify my actions, because I do not want to. I know that what I did was wrong, and it should not have happened. I do not want to make myself feel better."
"Alright, I understand that," replied Thranduil. "But always remember that I would love you even if you had turned up at the palace and threatened to kill me if I did not surrender the throne to Calaen. Legolas, I will love you whatever happens."
The Prince smiled once more, though this time it vanished as he thought of something else. "What did you do to Calaen?" he asked, not really sure of what answer he wanted.
Thranduil narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name. "I wanted to kill him, and would've done, if Mithrandir had said otherwise. Calaen and his army – at least what is left of them – are on their way here as we speak. I have yet to decide what to do with them, but with the help of Elrond and Mithrandir, a decision should hopefully be reached soon."
"He is coming here to Imladris?" asked Legolas, his face troubled.
"Yes, but you do not need to speak with him, or even look at him," said Thranduil gently. "He will be carefully guarded, as will all of his men. Nothing more will happen, and it will not be long before we can put all of this behind us."
"Ada, I know that my opinions count for nothing when up against yours, Elrond's and Mithrandir's, but would you be willing to listen to them?" asked Legolas.
Thranduil closed his eyes, wondering what was coming next. "Yes, alright then. I will listen to whatever you want to say."
"Thank you," said the Prince, inclining his head. "Calaen is an awful person, and he has done terrible deeds in his life. But maybe death is not what he deserves. Maybe all he needs is a chance to...recover...or something."
"I was afraid you would say that," sighed Thranduil.
"What do you mean?" asked Legolas.
The King smiled vaguely, and shook his head. "You changed a lot, ion-nin. Your personality, expressions, and even the way you spoke to others changed, after Airëlus...died. But your heart did not. Your heart has always been kind and gentle, but you cannot let it rule your actions. Calaen is evil, Legolas. You know this, and I can see in your eyes that you do."
"Yes, he is evil, and yes, I am well aware of that," said Legolas. He sighed, and pushed a hand through his hair. "But I am not letting my heart control me. Ada, he is an Elf. He has a life, feelings, and...I don't know how I can still think that after all he has done, but I cannot help it."
"He is your brother," said Thranduil quietly. "That is why you find it hard. Do you remember the day after he and Airëlus died? Valar, it is strange saying that. Anyway, you shed tears then, and some of them were for Calaen. You told me so. Back then, it was acceptable. Back then, I understood why you felt that way. But now I am at a loss. I'm sorry to say that, Legolas, but it is true."
The Prince bit down on his lip, surprised at the words. "Alright, I still think of him as my brother, because...because it is a natural feeling. But that has nothing to do with what I think should happen to him."
"No? Alright then," sighed Thranduil. "So, you think that I should let Calaen live, after all he has done, all the pain he has caused? Legolas, think before opening your mouth. He killed Airëlus - so to speak –, he nearly killed you – twice -, and he destroyed our life. Would you have me watch him walk away, just so that he can go and spread his malice elsewhere? I think not."
"Yes he hurt us, and yes he destroyed our lives," began Legolas. "And yes, I understand what you-
"There is no-one who understands what I feel," snapped Thranduil, slamming his hand on the beside table, causing Legolas to flinch away. "My eldest son died, killed by his own brother! The true colours of my middle son were revealed to me. I loved him from the moment he was born, despite knowing that he was not my own. I cherished him with all my heart, I would have done anything for him. But then I found out what he was really like: evil, malicious, and spiteful. How do you think that felt, Legolas? You don't know, because you have never had to experience it. Elrond and Mithrandir tried to understand, but they couldn't. No-one could."
Legolas closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them, he saw that Thranduil had moved from the bed and was now pacing up and down. "Ada, you hurt back then, and clearly you still do. I didn't know, I-
"Yes, well you do now," said Thranduil. "I have told you about Airëlus and Calaen, so that leaves you yourself. Legolas, you are my youngest son, and Valar only knows how much I love you. But you did not make life easy, for either of us. When you were asleep at night, I would sometimes go to your room and just watch you, and wonder what happened to my kind and loving child. I wanted to know where he had gone."
"You should've said something," muttered the Prince.
"Ah, because of course you would have been able to make me feel better. Cheerful Legolas, who always had a smile ready, and a sparkle in his eyes," sneered Thranduil. He suddenly drew in a sharp breath though, as he saw the hurt flash across his son's face. "Valar..."
"I'm sorry," whispered Legolas. "I did not know how I hurt you."
Thranduil shook his head violently, and sat back down on the bed. "It is not you who should apologize. Forgive me, ion-nin; those words were harsh and uncalled for. I should not have spoken like that, but I lost my temper. Legolas, I love you so much, and I didn't-
"It's alright," cut in the Prince. "Ada, I know that you do."
"I lost my temper many times after the incident all those years back, and you are well aware of that," said Thranduil. "I should imagine that I will lose my temper many more times in the next few months. But we can get through any bad times. I know this, because we have each other, and now Airëlus is back."
Legolas nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, he is. Ada, will you tell me how this has come to be? Or has Airëlus decided to keep you in the dark also?"
"No, he told me when he turned up at Mirkwood," replied Thranduil. "And the answer to your other question is also no, I'm afraid. You will be told soon enough; maybe even tomorrow, if you are well enough. Just listen to the healer and do as he says."
"Valar, he has not been back that long, yet already he is giving me orders," sighed Legolas, shaking his head in mock annoyance.
"You say that, but I know you think differently," laughed Thranduil, slipping an arm around his son's shoulders. All humour went from his face then, and he sighed deeply. "In all seriousness, Legolas, I meant nothing of what I said. I love you so much, and would kill myself before letting anything else happen to you."
Legolas leant into the warm embrace, and smiled vaguely. It had been so long since he had received such an affectionate gesture from his father. He wondered why he didn't want Calaen to die. It was strange that although he felt hatred for the dark haired Elf, there was no cruelty or wish for revenge in him.
"You will be just fine, ion-nin," said Thranduil quietly.
The Prince opened his mouth to reply, but the opening of the door prevented him from doing so. Lord Elrond came in, along with Airëlus, Gandalf and Aragorn. They smiled at the sight of father and son together, joy flashing through their eyes as they saw Legolas moving with ease.
"How are you?" asked Elrond.
"I am well, thanks to my brother," replied the younger Elf. "His healing skills saved me, and I am still waiting to find out how he has such powers. But he is not going to tell me yet, are you?"
"Absolutely not," laughed Airëlus.
Elrond sat down in a chair beside the bed, and looked thoughtfully at Thranduil. "I don't suppose you have told him yet? I imagine you were so caught up in your joy at his return that you forgot. Well, it does not matter."
"What are you talking about?" asked Legolas warily, glancing from one face to another.
"We have some rather good news for you," said Gandalf, his eyes twinkling. "After all these years of hard work we finally a way to rid you of that scar."
"Yes, I know all about that," sighed Legolas.
This was certainly not the reaction that the others had expected, for they all knew just how much pain had been caused to Legolas because of that word. Thranduil arched an eyebrow in surprise, whilst Gandalf's face fell. Only Airëlus as usual, remained impassive.
"Did you not understand what was just said, Legolas?" asked Aragorn uncertainly. "We have an antidote for the-
"Yes, I understood, and I already know about that antidote," cut in Legolas. "But there is no hope, for it is in Calaen's caves, probably hidden away somewhere."
"Ah, but that is where you are wrong," said Gandalf. "It was indeed in Calaen's caves, but definitely not hidden away. In fact, I believe that Elrond has the phial in his pocket right now, and is ready to administer it if you are willing to let him."
Legolas' eyes widened in disbelief. "He...he has it now? I can be rid of that word now?"
"Yes, you can be rid of it now, ion-nin," said Thranduil quietly.
"It is a very quick procedure. All I must do is wet a cloth with some of the liquid, and hold it to the affected area," said Elrond, taking a phial from his pocket. "The cloth must not be removed for at least five minutes, else it will not work."
"So, the word will just vanish?" asked Legolas uncertainly.
"That is what we hope," replied Elrond. "But I must warn you to prepare yourself, for this will hurt. It will hurt a lot."
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Deana: Oh, I can just imagine how bad it would be if Legolas was actually dreaming!
Leeanne: Nope, I'm not so evil to deny him the antidote (I think) but there is evilness to come. But that's all I'm saying!
GollumGirl: Put it this way...if you kill Cield in one sentence, then I will kill Aradan in one sentence! No, that would be mean. Yeah, I think that maths is evil as well. When I become President, I'm so gonna ban it!
eleanor rigbey: Well, there is a drama club at my school but I can't be in it, cos I left school on Friday! I'm free from compulsory education! I only need to go back to school when I have exams, cos I'm on study leave now! Yeah, I think that Scottish accents are cool! To be honest with you, I'm not quite sure about that historical question. But I should imagine that if the Americans portray the Brits as being villains, then we probably do the same to you!!! But no, I don't have a clue!
Demonic Pyro Freak: Yeah, I saw Troy a couple of weeks back. How cool is it?
Irish Anor: Go you for guessing it was Airëlus! Not many people did, actually.
LalaithoftheBruinen: I'm not saying anything!
Lirenel: Airëlus appeared in Mirkwood back in chapter 19, and Thranduil found out then.
Legolas-gurl888: I take it you like Airëlus then? Anyway, sorry I haven't e- mailed you for ages, but I left school, and I've had exams, and there's other stuff, but I'll tell you all about that in a minute when I go and e- mail you!
Mellaithwen: I didn't see the last Friends! I missed every single episode of the last series cos I've been away or just never had time to see them, so I'm gonna wait until I've seen them all before watching the last episode. I'm trying to avoid hearing anything about it!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: No, no-one knew that he was really alive. Except me, of course! But you'll find out kinda soon about what happened to him.
Rachel13: Lithosphere? Not a clue! But yeah, about the Fellowship...they still have the Ring, and of course they need to get rid of it as soon as possible, but that's an issue that's gonna come up in a few chapters.
Vicki Turner: No, I don't think I'm that mean. But then...it would be a very good twist thing.
Eternal Greenleaf: Aw, dear of you! I'm sorry I made you cry! And I'm sorry that I laughed when I read about what you did when you thought that ROTK was over!
Sir Lady Knight: Hello! I'm glad you like my stories! And yeah, I think that Airëlus is cool also!
nanar: I bet you are so glad that Airëlus is back then, if he is your fave character!
Sorry about the delay in updating. I've had to study hard for Spanish and English exams, and then I left school on Friday, which was really sad! I also have a loada other exams to study for, but I'm on study leave now, so it should be ok. See you soon! Luv Misto x-x