A/N: I tried to keep this somewhat canon, but this is a slash story. If you don't like the idea of Aragorn and Legolas being involved in a romantic relationship, please read something else. If you are dumb enough to read this story even though you know you aren't open-minded enough to accept a story about love between two men, please don't flame me because of your own stupidity. Everyone else, please leave a review, even if you hated it, just please tell me why you liked or disliked it so I can improve my writing. Also, this was originally a song fic. If you would like to read the songfic version, please e-mail me or visit my livejournal at www. livejournal. com/ users/ lissewen (leave out the spaces).
Disclaimer: I do not own Aragorn, Legolas, or anything else; nor do I make any profit from this story. Unfortunately I cannot even hope to rival Tolkien, the great creator of Middle Earth, and I have no claim to his creation. This distortion of his characters was written purely for entertainment and to improve my writing skills.
The Sea Is Calling (chapter 4)
a few days later. . .
Legolas rode through Minas Tirith anxious to get to the Citadel.He jumped off his horse and a servant led it away, for no horse was allowed beyond the gate to the Citadel. Arwen came running to meet him.
"Legolas, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept you two apart. Aragorn's dying wish is to see you again," Arwen choked and began sobbing again. Legolas just nodded. He was in a state of shock. Between sobs Arwen gave him directons to Aragorn's bedchamber, then left quickly.
Legolas slowly made his way to Aragorn's room, not quite sure what to expect. He pushed the door open, and what he saw startled him. Aragorn was old and feeble, his handsome face gaunt and wrinkled. Legolas knelt beside him and brushed his now white hair back from his face. Aragorn awoke from his restless slumber.
"Legolas," he whispered, "Is that really you?"
"Yes I'm here now," Legolas said as he sat on the bed beside him.
"I'm glad I got to see you one last time," Aragorn croaked.
"Shh. . . Don't talk like that. We'll see each other again; I promise."
Legolas took Aragorn in his arms and began singing that same lullabye Aragorn had sung to him the night before Arwen had discovered their affair.
Aragorn fell back into a fitful sleep. Legolas knew he was on the brink of death.
Aragorn sighed softly and died in Legolas' arms. Legolas just sat there weeping over Aragorn's lifeless body for a moment before going to tell Arwen that her husband was dead.