Elrohir stood still in the small glen, able to see Lenaith in so many different places, so many different times. All he had to do was close his eyes, and there she was, sometimes not even waiting until he closed his eyes. It was here they had come when they first met, here they had fallen so hopelessly in love, here he had plighted his troth, here she had died.
Before he could slip into memory, he felt someone approaching. Legolas entered, bowing his head slightly in apology for interrupting his musing.
"How is she?" Elrohir asked as Legolas started to turn to leave.
Legolas paused, a faint smile curving his lips. "She is doing well, but she is confused."
"What about?"
Legolas looked up at him, letting him see the soft light glowing in his eyes.
Elrohir chuckled, though with the delight and joy there mingled sadness and pain. "Finally admitted it to yourself, I see."
"Couldn't help it anymore." Legolas's eyes darkened, the light being overcome for a moment by the rage again. "Seeing her like that…" He shook slightly, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
"I know," Elrohir agreed, recalling how furious he'd been when he saw Lenaith, and then when he saw Lunian… He'd wanted to turn around and return to Gondor.
So had Legolas. The rage pouring from him had been murderous. Now he came back from its pull, giving Elrohir a look full of sorrow and sympathy. "She told me about Lenaith."
"Did she?" Elrohir asked, making the question more of a statement, because Legolas's response wasn't what he expected at such news. "What?"
"What happened to her. The attack, her death in childbirth."
Elrohir smiled faintly, looking back at the water.
"You will see her again someday."
"That hope is what will keep me alive until that day," Elrohir agreed.
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Just a quick Elrohir side note… with a bit about Legolas and Lunian, of course. Other chapter should be up now, too, as long as things go well. I've been having trouble getting logged in, or even getting to fanfiction.net.