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Lots of Love to Neldluva!
This has major differences in it. Don't think because you read the teaser that you can jump back in.
PLEASE RE-READ!
This story is NOT over by far!
Also in the end, please read the lyrics. They don't state who says it, but if you're sharp, you'll catch it.
FontBold/ present and slanted/ pastChapter 12
"Eliwen, would you mind putting the cream colored ball gown in that oaken chest? Thank you."
Another of the maids who was helping her pack came up to her rather timidly.
"Excuse me miss, but do you have a specific place for me to put the bath lotions?"
"Yes. Do you mind putting them in the trunk over there?"
"Right away, miss."
"Thank you. I couldn't have packed all of this alone. Are you almost finished?'
A young elf maid piped up. "The last thing to pack was the bath lotions."
And so it was. All the bookshelves were cleared, and the wardrobe was wiped out and dusted. The windows were polished and shut. Niphredil stepped in the bathroom, and saw that all the Lady's personal items were gone. It looked clean and impersonal, and it was no longer Lady Galadriel's room. It was a mere guest room once again.
She looked around impatiently for something to do, but the chamber was clean and tidy. Picking up Anor, she blew on his stomach, causing him to erupt with tiny giggles.
She had just sat down on the bed when Lady Galadriel burst in the now empty chamber. Her hair was very mussed up, which for an elf was a huge sign of distraught or anger. Her steps were heavy and forceful, and her face was one of pure anger and confusion, and hint of something Niphredil was not sure of.
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She stopped walking when she saw Niphredil and Anor on the bed, both staring at her with wide eyes. Her heart did a double take when she saw Legolas' blue eyes in the face of Anor. As if she needed to be reminded of that those idiots!
Unfortunately, their stupidity was almost essential in the whole story waiting to be unfolded. The Lady hated her gift of foresight sometimes. In her last vision, she had seen things that had yet to pass, and she had delayed, hoping she really wouldn't have to separate Niphredil and Legolas. Unfourtunatly, it had to be done. But still, Thuranduil was just so… argh!
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28 minutes prior.
(Knock,Knock, Knock)
A deep voice said," Come in."
Lady Galadriel pushed the doors open, and stood in the doorway, unsure of how to proceed. She knew what had to happen, but forcing herself to do it was like twisting the knife in deeper instead of pulling it out.
"Galadriel, would you like to sit down?"
"Yes Thuranduil. Thank you."
The King stacked some parchments, and cleared his throat." Now, what is it you want to talk to me about?"
"This is about my handmaiden and your son."
The King's eyes snapped open, and he was suddenly alert.
"Nothing serious, I hope?"
"Nothing serious! What about the fact that I am leaving today and taking your grandson with me?"
" I have nothing to worry about. He is not the result of a marriage arranged by me, and he is illegitimate."
Although the Lady had been hoping for a negative answer, this was a little too much. Publicly deny the child? Thranduil had said only days ago that this was his son's son. When the Valar had enlightened her to the girl's destiny, she had never expected this sharp twist, detouring fate.
"Galadriel? Do you have need of anything else?"
Thuranduil's gaze was impertinent, but hidden behind a mask of innocence.
Galadriel had gone over many hypothetical situations in her mind, and this was not one of the possibilities. Scrambling for answer, she said what came to her mind.
"What about the fact that both of them are fading, Thuranduil?"
Thuranduil suddenly stood up and slammed his hand down on the table.
"My son is not fading! He did not love that girl!"
"He loved her, Thuranduil!"
"I'll admit it! He used her, and I'm sorry for that."
"It takes two to create a child!"
There was no response to this statement. Both knew she was right, but Thuranduil could not admit it to himself.
" You leave today, and you will take the girl and the baby with you."
The insolence shown to the Lady of Light was unacceptable, and Thuranduil knew he had crossed the line.
For a moment a red glow seemed to radiate from her, and Thuranduil cowered in fear behind his desk. But the moment passed, and peeked over the desk just in time to see the Lady throw him a look of disgust for the second time in a week before slamming the door.
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Standing in front of the palace, Niphredil tried desperately not to cry. The sky, dark and gloom, loomed ominously overhead, and threatened a downpour. Niphredil felt the sky suited her mood. She was leaving her heart's desire behind, and even in hatred it gave her comfort to see his face. She could not understand why she was destined to have such an ill fate.
Why did he have to be so hateful?
The simplest of all questions are not so easily answered, my dear.
Turning to the Lady Galadriel, she spoke.
"You know my lady, I keep thinking that is my conscience. It is rather eerie."
Grateful for the comic relief, they both chuckled.
Anor smiled, and cooed a bit. He tossed and turned, trying to find the most comfortable spot. She squeezed him tightly; grateful that at least she had her baby.
There was the sound of trumpets, and the hall doors the courtyard opened. Out came Thuranduil, and behind him trudged his son, eyes downcast.
BOOM!
Thunder sounded, and the downpour that was expected started. Big fat drops of water fell towards the ground, and they hit the metal breastplates of the guards, setting a sort of rhythm for the scene about to happen.
Bing- bing- BOOM- bing…
The Lady tried to push Niphredil back, but Niphredil refused to be the coward now. She said that she would live without him, and now was her ultimate test.
Stepping forward, she walked towards Legolas, intent on giving him a dose of reality.
The mud beneath her feet squelched as she walked towards him. Arriving, she thrust her son into his arms and whispered her words, so that no person could hear.
" See him Legolas? Do you see him? That is your son! "
Legolas looked downwards at the babe in his arms. He saw blue eyes that mirrored his own. He saw the golden hair that was a mixture of both him and the elleth in front of him. But what he saw that grieved him the most was the content the tiny babe felt with him.
" Take a good look! This is the last time you will ever see your son!"
After a moment, she snatched him out of Legolas' arms.
She made her way back to the carriage, determined to be strong, but a single tear fell unbidden from her eyes. No one saw it, and she was grateful for the rain. She wiped it away, and steeled her resolve.
She did not look back when she got in the carriage.
She did not look back when the horses lurched into movement.
She did not even spare a glance when the big wooden door slammed shut.
But when they neared the iron gates that separated the palace from the forest surrounding it, she turned for a final glimpse. Her breath caught when she saw Legolas alone, standing in the downpour and the mud. His beautiful golden hair was plastered against his head, hanging in strings , and he was looking down at his outstretched hands.
She let the tears fall freely now.
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There's always that one person
that will always have your heart
You never see it coming,
cause you're blinded from the start
Know that you're that one for me,
it's clear for everyone to see
Ooh baby, you will always be my boo
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Do you remember girl, I was
the one who gave you your first kiss
Cause I remember girl I was the one
who said put your lips like this
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I was in love with you when we were younger you were mine (my boo) I see When you from time to time I still feel like, (my boo)
And if I see you no matter how I try to hide (my boo)
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There's always that one person
that will always have your heart
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You never see it coming,
cause you're blinded from the start
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She left in the rain, just the way she came.
Lyrics: Usher and Alicia Keyes. They belong solely to them and their record company and distributors. The same goes for lord of the rings.