Hi guys, Lady Nierwen here again. Thank you to all my lovely reviewers, I love you all.
Because you have been so very nice, I will tell you a tinsy tiny bit about myself.
I am thirteen years old, a lord of the rings fanatic, and I am this close (indicates gap between fridge and wall) to getting a contract with Collins. It's my dream to be an author on paper.
Review responses
Alexandra: Thanks for your lovely review, Al. Here is a new chapter for you. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Silvertoekee: (Did I spell it right this time?) I will definitely bare your ideas in mind. The problem with writing a fic like this, is that all the characters are feeling grief, no doubt about that, it's their reactions that are tricky to write. You have Legolas on one hand, rarely shows emotion. Aragorn, his best friend is dying. How would he react to this? Thanks for your review and any more ideas would be a great help, thanks. (Have you seen how long this response is!?)
Neoinean: Thank you for your review. You called it touching. Wow. Thank so much.
On with the chapter, oops hold on a minute. Have to get the boring legal stuff out of the way first.
Disclaimer: it's a great pity that I own nothing, however, they belong to a man of greater genius than me. All hail king Tolkien, lord of all middle-earth.
Summary: See chapter one for this.
Warnings: Sad, angst. Loads of it this chapter though.
Rating: For safety and the fact that it is really emotional, this chapter is a PG-13, though coming from England, we would call it a 12A! Shut up Nierwen.
So without further gilding the lily and with no more ado, I give to you the fourth chapter, of Death and Glory
(Geoff Chaucer, A knight's tale movie)
Oh, and before I forget, the lyrics are my own, apologies in advance of their poor quality.
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Chapter 4: A song in the dark
Legolas had sat by Aragorn's bed side loyally. Never leaving his side. For Arwen, it was a different matter. She longed to stay by her king's side, but her emotions got the better of her and she would not weep in front of Aragorn. She admitted to herself also that she had children to care for. They yearned for the company and care of their mother while they still had that chance. Eldarion, being the eldest of her children, was allowed in to see the king, but in the brief periods that he did enter the small chamber, he said nothing to Legolas. His icy composure towards Legolas did not slip, even when overcome with emotion.
Arwen is right Legolas thought to himself after Eldarion's latest entry. He is still a child, no matter how much he wishes it not to be so, he will always cling to Arwen. How will he cope when she is gone from his side.
Legolas however had enough to cope with with out trying to unravel the great mysteries of Eldarion's head. The king was awake now, speaking happily about past times. Previous escapades they had shared. Legolas was only half listening, his mind set on watching Aragorn through glazed eyes. Aragorn preferred to talk about the past, and all the good events they had shared together. Legolas could not help but think of the future. A disgruntled sound from Aragorn brought him out of his daydream.
"You listen to nothing I say do you?" asked the former ranger, a frown creasing his features.
"I apologise, mellon-nin. My mind was wandering" replied the prince softly.
"About how you will survive without me. How Arwen will cope before her death comes looming. You need not explain, I know what you think of" said the king.
"Aragorn…" began the prince before Aragorn cut across him.
"No, Legolas. Would you be so faithless that you would not do one thing for me? When I am gone, you will move on. It is a sure fact. Do not grieve for me. My time has already come and gone."
Legolas did not answer. Aragorn had given him something to think about. He did not want to be an unmoral friend, but at the same time, did not think he could cope without his friend. Aragorn was a major part of his life and to loose him so soon was unthinkable.
Aragorn yawned from his pillows, bringing a slightly concerned flicker to Legolas's perfect face before it settled once again. Aragorn needed to sleep. Legolas placed his hand on top of Aragorn's and gently stroked it.
"Aragorn, do not leave so soon" he pleaded before he himself fell into dreams.
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Legolas awoke late in the night. Aragorn was awake and staring blindly out of the window. Not looking at any particular thing in general, just admiring the scenery. There was a smile plastered upon his pale thin lips.
Legolas drew himself up and stretched a little before settling again and gazing upon Aragorn. He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. Looking at the king. He could not help thinking that each gaze would be the last he ever saw of the king alive.
It was some time before Legolas broke the silence between them.
"The moon is unusually bright tonight" he murmured without any purpose.
"It is indeed" replied the king in agreement as he turned to face the prince. The smile was still there.
"Legolas." Said the king quietly.
"Yes, Aragorn, mellon-nin, what is it?" asked the elf. Fear was definitely apparent in his voice now, he feared it was the end.
"Relax, Legolas" he told the elf soothingly, and the elf did.
"I request this of you with every thought that you will reject my request, but I would ask anyway." Began the king carefully.
"What is it?" asked Legolas. He was now genuinely curious. Aragorn knew that there was not anything that the elf would not do for him, so why should he ask?
"Would you sing to me?" inquired the king softly.
Legolas gave him a confused look before asking
"What would you have me sing?"
"Anything. I just crave to hear your voice before I leave you forever." Said the king. This last statement brought a flicker to his stomach. Must he keep reminding me that he is dying? Thought the elf but did not voice his opinion.
"Alright" agreed the elf.
Aragorn settled himself against the pillows before gazing at the elf. Legolas looked at the stars and the moon and thought hard before he began to sing. His voice was one of crystal clear clarity. One that people noticed and did not fade. No other words were fitting to describe it but that it was simply beautiful.
A dark shadow across the sky,
Light is gone, where will you hide.
The light is out, there is nothing there,
There is no light, none to spare.
The stars they shine,
Oh so bright,
The moon , a reflection
Of the sun at night.
Why dear moon do you steal light from the sun
And why do the stars diminish
When light hath come.
Whilst Legolas sung, Arwen came into the room, followed by Eldarion and her many daughters. They were all amazed at the prince's voice. Aragorn wept at the pure sound.
Oh, take from me darkness
Estel my light,
In Gondor now you bring no light
The dark days are come the king is alone.
Oh why do you steal the love of a star?
When the end has come,
She will fall to dark.
Life is a cruel fate for the living,
A mortal will meet the end too soon
Rip apart a friendship of old,
And take away an immortal's soul.
So dear darkness why do you come,
Why do you steal the light from the sun.
As soon as Legolas finished, he looked to the family crowded around him, seemingly noticing them for the first time. His gaze rested upon the king in the bed. His tears streamed down his worn cheeks. Tears of joy at hearing such a pure sound but at the same time, grief for losing such precious words. Such beautiful words.
No one made a sound, nor moved for a long time until the king, slowly began to clap. Quietly at first, but quickening and growing in volume, until his family began to follow suit. All applauded him so joyfully. Smiles covered the faces of them all. Except Eldarion. He was staring at the prince in wonder, his hands by his side. Legolas gave him a small smile, not expecting one in return, but was overjoyed when he received one and Eldarion began to clap also.
The family was happy. Legolas had never felt so happy himself. He was overcome with emotion and had to dip his head so they would not see his tears. Aragorn wrapped an arm around his friend and held him close. They wept together, both laughing at the same time. The only emotion felt in that room was happiness that night. Elation over hearing the song in the night came strong. A light in the dark.
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Thank you guys for reading. Did you like it? Sorry if you thought the lyrics were a bit, well bad.
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Lady Nierwen
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