Hi! I couldn't decide how I wanted the next chappie to go, and it took me this long to decide. Hope you like what it ended up as!!
Oh, and BTW, I think I should let you know, I am going to be gone from the 9th to the 14th. Just thought I'd warn ya. That leaves…three days. Hows-about I promise you at least one more chapter before I leave, ok? I have good motivation, as I am very happy because there is only a little while till I can see PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN!!! YAY!!! I have tickets to the very first showing on the 9th. WHOOPEE!!!
Ok, moving on. Enjoy…or whatever.
*****
When Legolas awoke, he was alone in a dim room. His hands were tied together behind him, and wrapped around a pole that supported the roof of the building he was in. His legs were tied together as well, and were twisted in an odd position that was causing him undeniable pain.
However, that was not the pain the elf first noticed. As he became aware of the throbbing in his chest, the needles dancing across his back where it was pressed to the pole, and the flames igniting themselves on his right thigh, Legolas was forced to lock his jaw to avoid the moan that was fighting to get out.
How had he ended up here? His thoughts were woozy and dim and jumbled together, and he seemed to have no recollection of what had happened. He shook his head, trying to clear it.
And immediately wished he hadn't, as memories came flying back. Legolas gasped as he remembered Luminal's death, and why he had been tormented.
Legolas forced his eyes shut, trying to stop the mental images that were bombarding him. After a moment, he shuddered and opened his eyes.
There, standing in front of him, was Luminal, but not as he had ever seen her. Instead, she was a fully-grown elf, and her eyes shown with wisdom that showed her age. A darked haired elf-child scurried to her side, presenting a flower that had been through quite a bit since its picking, and now was wilting. Luminal didn't seem to notice, though, taking the flower from the boy's hands and beaming down at him, kissing his hair. The boy smiled back and hugged her fiercely, his eyes shining a bright green.
A male elf walked up behind Luminal and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in her hair before smiling down at the boy. Legolas recognized the elf, but he couldn't place it. Suddenly, he realized who it was. It was Elrohir!!!
Legolas suddenly realized that this was what could have been. Luminal, grown up and married, and with a son. Married to…Elrohir?!! Legolas could have laughed at the thought. Elrohir didn't seem the type to settle down, especially not with Legolas' sister! On the other hand, he would have been much older if Luminal had reached her majority.
Suddenly, the child and Elrohir faded away, and years seemed to melt off of Luminal until she looked directly at him, young once more, as he had known her. Legolas swallowed as he saw Luminal playing happily with Kadorin, giggling as she was twirled in the air by her older brother. A ways off, Thranduil watched his beautiful only daughter with a silent smile.
Legolas could not help but smile as well as he saw how happy they all were. Looking up, he saw himself bounding down the steps, smiling as he passed his father, and sneaking up on his siblings before tackling them to the ground, and, in turn, being tickled mercilessly by the other two in revenge.
Again, everyone faded but Luminal, and she began to transform until she looked as he had seen her last, but alive. Tears filled his eyes as he saw the bruises, and the broken look that dominated her features. Then, for the first time, she spoke.
"Legolas…Why didn't you let me die when my life was first threatened? Why did you prolong my pain, and give me false hope that you would save me? I thought you would protect me, but you only made it worse for me." She said angrily, her eyes bright and furious as she looked down at him.
Legolas felt his mouth go dry, and the tears that had been building up began their journey down his cheeks. He didn't know what to say, but he knew he must say something. "I tried, Luma. I really tried to save you." He finally whispered.
Luminal's glare darkened. "Don't call me that. You never had any intention of saving me! You wanted me to die!! You were angry because I was the youngest and father showed me more attention because you acted so grown-up that he thought you didn't need him! But I did, Legolas!! How can you hold that against me?!!"
Legolas wanted to go to her, but for some reason he seemed glued to place. "Luminal, you know I never thought that, nor did Kadorin! Father doted on you because you were his only daughter, and we knew that! We could never hold it against you." He tried to assure her.
Luminal stalked over to him. "So this was about mother's death, was it?!!" She demanded. Legolas opened his mouth to speak, but Luminal didn't give him the chance. "You still hate me because my birth took mother away from you? I always thought that didn't matter. I was always told it wasn't my fault, but you never really thought that, did you?"
Legolas was crying harder, the accusations hurting him the core. "Luminal, I never held you responsible for mother's death. We all grieved for her loss, but you were so vibrant and beautiful that you drove away our pain and replaced it with joy. You were the only thing that saved father, and Kadorin and I loved you all the more for that!" He insisted desperately.
Luminal drew in closer to him. "If you did not hate me, why did you deliberately do nothing and not listen to the guards warning's until it was too late?" She asked coldly.
Legolas felt the tears soaking his torn leggings beneath him, and he shook his head as if that could stop the accusations, looking down. "I'm sorry, Luminal. I'm so sorry!" He mumbled desperately for several moments, until a door opened, and light poured in. Legolas looked up, and Luminal was gone, but that did not stop his tears nor a last apology.
The guards smirked as they saw the elf tied up on the floor, mumbling to himself and crying. This would certainly please Revenhal.
*****
Ok, I know the whole Luma-marrying-Elrohir thing was weird, but it was what popped into my head and onto the paper, and I left it, figuring it would do no harm as it was only a possibility, and would never happen anyway. *shrugs* Don't shoot me if you think it's impossible.
What did you think?
Gabby-the-elf, YAY! More yummy stories to read, I can't wait! I'll keep a look-out!
Soul-searcher, thank you for all the reviews. They made me laugh. Oh, and if you want Verald as a muse, I am flattered, and you are MORE than welcome to add him to your entourage of muses.
Oh, and BTW, I think I should let you know, I am going to be gone from the 9th to the 14th. Just thought I'd warn ya. That leaves…three days. Hows-about I promise you at least one more chapter before I leave, ok? I have good motivation, as I am very happy because there is only a little while till I can see PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN!!! YAY!!! I have tickets to the very first showing on the 9th. WHOOPEE!!!
Ok, moving on. Enjoy…or whatever.
*****
When Legolas awoke, he was alone in a dim room. His hands were tied together behind him, and wrapped around a pole that supported the roof of the building he was in. His legs were tied together as well, and were twisted in an odd position that was causing him undeniable pain.
However, that was not the pain the elf first noticed. As he became aware of the throbbing in his chest, the needles dancing across his back where it was pressed to the pole, and the flames igniting themselves on his right thigh, Legolas was forced to lock his jaw to avoid the moan that was fighting to get out.
How had he ended up here? His thoughts were woozy and dim and jumbled together, and he seemed to have no recollection of what had happened. He shook his head, trying to clear it.
And immediately wished he hadn't, as memories came flying back. Legolas gasped as he remembered Luminal's death, and why he had been tormented.
Legolas forced his eyes shut, trying to stop the mental images that were bombarding him. After a moment, he shuddered and opened his eyes.
There, standing in front of him, was Luminal, but not as he had ever seen her. Instead, she was a fully-grown elf, and her eyes shown with wisdom that showed her age. A darked haired elf-child scurried to her side, presenting a flower that had been through quite a bit since its picking, and now was wilting. Luminal didn't seem to notice, though, taking the flower from the boy's hands and beaming down at him, kissing his hair. The boy smiled back and hugged her fiercely, his eyes shining a bright green.
A male elf walked up behind Luminal and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in her hair before smiling down at the boy. Legolas recognized the elf, but he couldn't place it. Suddenly, he realized who it was. It was Elrohir!!!
Legolas suddenly realized that this was what could have been. Luminal, grown up and married, and with a son. Married to…Elrohir?!! Legolas could have laughed at the thought. Elrohir didn't seem the type to settle down, especially not with Legolas' sister! On the other hand, he would have been much older if Luminal had reached her majority.
Suddenly, the child and Elrohir faded away, and years seemed to melt off of Luminal until she looked directly at him, young once more, as he had known her. Legolas swallowed as he saw Luminal playing happily with Kadorin, giggling as she was twirled in the air by her older brother. A ways off, Thranduil watched his beautiful only daughter with a silent smile.
Legolas could not help but smile as well as he saw how happy they all were. Looking up, he saw himself bounding down the steps, smiling as he passed his father, and sneaking up on his siblings before tackling them to the ground, and, in turn, being tickled mercilessly by the other two in revenge.
Again, everyone faded but Luminal, and she began to transform until she looked as he had seen her last, but alive. Tears filled his eyes as he saw the bruises, and the broken look that dominated her features. Then, for the first time, she spoke.
"Legolas…Why didn't you let me die when my life was first threatened? Why did you prolong my pain, and give me false hope that you would save me? I thought you would protect me, but you only made it worse for me." She said angrily, her eyes bright and furious as she looked down at him.
Legolas felt his mouth go dry, and the tears that had been building up began their journey down his cheeks. He didn't know what to say, but he knew he must say something. "I tried, Luma. I really tried to save you." He finally whispered.
Luminal's glare darkened. "Don't call me that. You never had any intention of saving me! You wanted me to die!! You were angry because I was the youngest and father showed me more attention because you acted so grown-up that he thought you didn't need him! But I did, Legolas!! How can you hold that against me?!!"
Legolas wanted to go to her, but for some reason he seemed glued to place. "Luminal, you know I never thought that, nor did Kadorin! Father doted on you because you were his only daughter, and we knew that! We could never hold it against you." He tried to assure her.
Luminal stalked over to him. "So this was about mother's death, was it?!!" She demanded. Legolas opened his mouth to speak, but Luminal didn't give him the chance. "You still hate me because my birth took mother away from you? I always thought that didn't matter. I was always told it wasn't my fault, but you never really thought that, did you?"
Legolas was crying harder, the accusations hurting him the core. "Luminal, I never held you responsible for mother's death. We all grieved for her loss, but you were so vibrant and beautiful that you drove away our pain and replaced it with joy. You were the only thing that saved father, and Kadorin and I loved you all the more for that!" He insisted desperately.
Luminal drew in closer to him. "If you did not hate me, why did you deliberately do nothing and not listen to the guards warning's until it was too late?" She asked coldly.
Legolas felt the tears soaking his torn leggings beneath him, and he shook his head as if that could stop the accusations, looking down. "I'm sorry, Luminal. I'm so sorry!" He mumbled desperately for several moments, until a door opened, and light poured in. Legolas looked up, and Luminal was gone, but that did not stop his tears nor a last apology.
The guards smirked as they saw the elf tied up on the floor, mumbling to himself and crying. This would certainly please Revenhal.
*****
Ok, I know the whole Luma-marrying-Elrohir thing was weird, but it was what popped into my head and onto the paper, and I left it, figuring it would do no harm as it was only a possibility, and would never happen anyway. *shrugs* Don't shoot me if you think it's impossible.
What did you think?
Gabby-the-elf, YAY! More yummy stories to read, I can't wait! I'll keep a look-out!
Soul-searcher, thank you for all the reviews. They made me laugh. Oh, and if you want Verald as a muse, I am flattered, and you are MORE than welcome to add him to your entourage of muses.