Chapter Eight
~"Where am I what happened, where is Andrial. I must see Andrial" "You will, we are going to her funeral right now Prince Legolas" "What, the princess can't be dead. She isn't dead. She wasn't suppose to die, die, die……"~
Waking up in a cold sweat, which isn't offended for us elves, I turned my head to see it was daylight. About high noon, to be more exacted. Where was I, this isn't my room.
"Sir Elf?"
"Uma, my Lord?"
"Where am I? And if you can pray tell what day is it, for I have no memory!"
"You are in the Healer's quarters, and it is AlduyaThursday 16 of LotesseMay Sir!"
"But when I left with the princess, for our ride. It was IsilyaWednesday 8. Have I slept that long?"
"Uma, my Lord. You have been ill since your returning with princess Andrial in your arms."
"The princess, where is she? Is she alright?"
"She is in the room next to this one, and no one can tell if she will be the same again. She has yet recovered from the poison. Only time could tell her fate. The healers have done all they can." I got up as fast as I could and ran out the door to the next room. "Prince, you must not leave. You have only just awoken!" I cared not what the servant requested, I had to see her.
What a sight that laid before me. This Elven woman, I thought was the most beautiful of all, was lying half alive, and at the same time half dead right before my eyes. I wept inside fearing this was some how my fault. This elf is lying wounded and poisoned, and I couldn't prevent it. I walked slowly and with caution towards her bed. She really was a beautiful elf. She is supposed to live not die. I knelt down beside her bed, and took a hold on her small pale hands.
"Aiya tarienamin, sut amin merna lle coia ar'qual. Oh my princess, how I wish your life will be well I can not help but wish it was me and not you! The life in you that once shined brighter than the stars, has now faded like another sunset, that is not guaranteed to shine for another sunrise. How could this happen? You have only been here for 3 months. And of all things to happen. " Holding your hand to my lips.
"The one elf I have ever really cared about, is now fighter for her life. Please Princess, my princess, wake up for me please. For I have found the one thing I have longed for. A friend, a lover, a wife. You can't leave me Andrial, you must come back to me. I should have told you before, how my feelings for you are stronger than just being friends. Though I am confused about it. All I know is that if you die, my life would be incompletely for all eternity." I kissed her softly on the hand as a single tear rolled down my face and polished her fragile hand.
"You know they say an Elvish tear, can cure about almost everything! As long as it's pure and from the heart." I turned around abruptly.
"Aiya, father. You have frighten me, for I am afraid I have let my guard down!" I said standing up to face my father.
"Son, how it is good to see you up and about again!" My father embraced me with a hug.
"It is good to be up again, though I feel I should have staid asleep, for this grief wouldn't be a pain to me, father." I said glancing at Andrial's motionless body.
"I know, it was terrible. I feared for the worst when I saw you entering the castle with this child in your arms."
"While I was asleep, I was dreaming about my future with this elf. It was a happy future, when things began to spin. I thought I have awoken from my wonderful dream. Only to be confronted with a dead body being laid out in a tomb of rock. Then I feared the worst. And I woke up from my sleep."
"All will be alright. She is Galadriel's daughter. She has the power to live, so as long as she holds on to that, she will defeat this. Son you have to believe this!"
"I do father. I want to be her husband. I want to rule a kingdom with her. Start a family of my own with her. I could not want anyone else."
"Shall I move the wedding up sooner?" My father asked with a question look in his eyes.
"Oh no father. I have yet to tell Andrial how I feel. Afraid she will hate me afterwards, I can not live with that."
"How is your relationship with the princess anyways?"
"Well, she does not reject me like she use too. She has not shown any signs, that she might return my affection. So that is way I have not shown them to her."
"You know son, maybe she might want you to show her. Maybe she is afraid you don't like her for the things she said to you!"
"Father, If I didn't like her, I would not be spending all my time with her. Don't you think??"
"Yeah, but the female mind works strangely. I know, your mother was like that!"
"Legolas, Help Me. Legolas….NOO!" Screamed Andrial out of no where.
~"Where am I what happened, where is Andrial. I must see Andrial" "You will, we are going to her funeral right now Prince Legolas" "What, the princess can't be dead. She isn't dead. She wasn't suppose to die, die, die……"~
Waking up in a cold sweat, which isn't offended for us elves, I turned my head to see it was daylight. About high noon, to be more exacted. Where was I, this isn't my room.
"Sir Elf?"
"Uma, my Lord?"
"Where am I? And if you can pray tell what day is it, for I have no memory!"
"You are in the Healer's quarters, and it is AlduyaThursday 16 of LotesseMay Sir!"
"But when I left with the princess, for our ride. It was IsilyaWednesday 8. Have I slept that long?"
"Uma, my Lord. You have been ill since your returning with princess Andrial in your arms."
"The princess, where is she? Is she alright?"
"She is in the room next to this one, and no one can tell if she will be the same again. She has yet recovered from the poison. Only time could tell her fate. The healers have done all they can." I got up as fast as I could and ran out the door to the next room. "Prince, you must not leave. You have only just awoken!" I cared not what the servant requested, I had to see her.
What a sight that laid before me. This Elven woman, I thought was the most beautiful of all, was lying half alive, and at the same time half dead right before my eyes. I wept inside fearing this was some how my fault. This elf is lying wounded and poisoned, and I couldn't prevent it. I walked slowly and with caution towards her bed. She really was a beautiful elf. She is supposed to live not die. I knelt down beside her bed, and took a hold on her small pale hands.
"Aiya tarienamin, sut amin merna lle coia ar'qual. Oh my princess, how I wish your life will be well I can not help but wish it was me and not you! The life in you that once shined brighter than the stars, has now faded like another sunset, that is not guaranteed to shine for another sunrise. How could this happen? You have only been here for 3 months. And of all things to happen. " Holding your hand to my lips.
"The one elf I have ever really cared about, is now fighter for her life. Please Princess, my princess, wake up for me please. For I have found the one thing I have longed for. A friend, a lover, a wife. You can't leave me Andrial, you must come back to me. I should have told you before, how my feelings for you are stronger than just being friends. Though I am confused about it. All I know is that if you die, my life would be incompletely for all eternity." I kissed her softly on the hand as a single tear rolled down my face and polished her fragile hand.
"You know they say an Elvish tear, can cure about almost everything! As long as it's pure and from the heart." I turned around abruptly.
"Aiya, father. You have frighten me, for I am afraid I have let my guard down!" I said standing up to face my father.
"Son, how it is good to see you up and about again!" My father embraced me with a hug.
"It is good to be up again, though I feel I should have staid asleep, for this grief wouldn't be a pain to me, father." I said glancing at Andrial's motionless body.
"I know, it was terrible. I feared for the worst when I saw you entering the castle with this child in your arms."
"While I was asleep, I was dreaming about my future with this elf. It was a happy future, when things began to spin. I thought I have awoken from my wonderful dream. Only to be confronted with a dead body being laid out in a tomb of rock. Then I feared the worst. And I woke up from my sleep."
"All will be alright. She is Galadriel's daughter. She has the power to live, so as long as she holds on to that, she will defeat this. Son you have to believe this!"
"I do father. I want to be her husband. I want to rule a kingdom with her. Start a family of my own with her. I could not want anyone else."
"Shall I move the wedding up sooner?" My father asked with a question look in his eyes.
"Oh no father. I have yet to tell Andrial how I feel. Afraid she will hate me afterwards, I can not live with that."
"How is your relationship with the princess anyways?"
"Well, she does not reject me like she use too. She has not shown any signs, that she might return my affection. So that is way I have not shown them to her."
"You know son, maybe she might want you to show her. Maybe she is afraid you don't like her for the things she said to you!"
"Father, If I didn't like her, I would not be spending all my time with her. Don't you think??"
"Yeah, but the female mind works strangely. I know, your mother was like that!"
"Legolas, Help Me. Legolas….NOO!" Screamed Andrial out of no where.