The Mystery of Love
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Chapter Sixteen
Birth of Eldarion
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
I sprinted out of the woods as quickly as possible and leaped up to the second floor, letting Mother's wind boost me. I dashed down the hall and into Arwen's room. She was lying on her bed and Aragorn was running out of the room. I turned to him, "Ask the next Fae you see to get Serlia, she is the midwife." Aragorn rushed out. I ran to Arwen and placed a hand on her forehead, "Hush mellonamin." {My friend.} I soothed her with waves of Fae power, letting the mother take over me and calm her. The Mother took care of all her daughters, Fae or not, if a Fae wished it. I let my energy numb her pain. Her gasps were still loud and tight but her face was serene. I pulled her dress away from her legs and spread them wide, "Breathe deeply and push hard, it will be over soon." Serlia ran in, her golden hair flying behind her. She ran up to me, her glowing green eyes filled with worry.
"How far along?"
I bit my lip, "She is four days early, nothing major but she needs to deliver quickly before I cannot numb her any longer." Serlia nodded and walked over to Arwen.
She smiled, "Lady Arwen, your son will be fine." I had ushered Aragorn out into the hall with Legolas and then sat down near them. I closed my eyes and whispered, "Faith in Mother, Love of Mother, I pray dear Mother." I repeated this three times, as was custom and I felt her energy flow into my quickly emptying body. Legolas knelt next to me and took my hand. He too whispered those words. I could feel his warm, strong, caring energy flowing into me. I channeled it all to Arwen, for she was in much pain. I opened my eyes suddenly, "You hear that?" The muted sound of a young child's cries filled the halls. I ran in with Aragorn and Legolas to see a small form being wrapped in a cotton towel. Serlia quickly washed the baby off in a basin of hot water Aragorn had been instructed to fill. Once the baby was clean she handed him to Arwen.
Arwen beamed, "It's a boy Aragorn."
Aragorn gave Legolas a look of mirth and turned to Arwen. "What will you name him my love?"
She smiled, "Eldarion." Aragorn nodded and walked over to her side. Arwen tilted the babe up to see Aragorn, "He has your lovely curly hair."
Aragorn tilted Arwen's head up, "And your gloriously entrancing eyes." He looked from Arwen's pool blue eyes to the babe's.
I smiled happily, but I could not help but feel jealous. I wanted a child so badly; I loved children with all my heart. Legolas put an arm around me, "Charming isn't it?" I beamed. Arwen tried to get up and I shook my head.
I walked up to her, "You cannot get out of bed tonight or tomorrow my friend. You are weak; you need rest. Feed the babe and then Aragorn will care for him."
Arwen reluctantly rolled back into her bed and took Eldarion from Aragorn. I led Legolas out much to his confusion and smiled, "Sleep well, you are a brave warrior." She flushed; only a woman understood that comment. Aragorn stood there, uncomfortable, until I bid them both goodnight and walked out.
Legolas walked up to me, "Why did I have to leave?"
I giggled, "She is going to feed the baby."
"So? I see children eat all the time."
I laughed harder, "Infants are breastfed."
He paused, "Oh." He flushed a furious red and I giggled.
I took his hand gently; weary from all the energy I have given out. "Do you ever intend on having kids?"
He let me lean on him as we walked, "Yes, when I marry. I wish to have a son and a daughter at least. I love young children, they are a blessing no doubt. The only problem is that I am not one to take kindly to romantic relationships; I am not ready to trust a woman in that way yet." I listened to his words intently.
I smiled, "Oio naa elealla alasse' Legolas." {Ever is thy sight a joy Legolas.} I rested my head on his shoulder as we sat on a bench in the courtyard. "Cormlle naa tanya tel'raa." {Your heart is that of a lion.}
He smiled, "Diola lle." {Thank you.} He sighed, "It is just something I have never been able to do, I am not sure why."
I looked up, "Mani marte 'i nana en lle?" {What happened to your mother?} He bit his lip. "Could that be it Legolas?"
He saddened, "She was killed. My ada {father}, nana {mother}, and I were out on a picnic. Uruk-hai ambushed us, Thranduil put my mother and me on his horse and made sure we clear before unsheathing his sword and fighting. A scimitar that an Uruk-hai had thrown at me hit nana. She fell off the horse and I stopped the horse. Lorei and Loraine ran out of the bastion. We had made it within one hundred meters of Mirkwood. Lorei told me I had killed her as Loraine wept and I asked what had happened." He started to murmur, "Nana?? Selle, mani marte? Mani?" {Mother?? Sister, what happened? What?} I hugged him shyly. He shook his head lightly, "When Thranduil returned she was dead."
I took a deep breath, "There was nothing you could do. My nana is dead too."
Legolas looked up, "She died in the war right? That was what Hir Lindele murmured when Elrond interrogated him."
I gasped, "You interrogated him?" I averted my eyes, "That is a lie, when Lindele found out that I was not a son, and of no use to him, he killed her. First he raped her and then killed her for having a daughter! The bastard! Gandalf took me to Gondor when I was two thousand and sixty but I ran away to find out more about my lineage. I went to Lothlorien; I stayed there for nine hundred years. Haldir raised me, taught me Quenya and how to use a bow. That was when we became engaged."
I glanced up at Legolas. "I told him I had to do some things before hand though. I traveled through Bree; where I met Aragorn. By then the war was just starting. He noticed me when I called myself Reyna of Gondor. He and I killed a great many orc packs for a year or so but I then made for Glacia. In Glacia I was welcomed with wide-open arms. Every single Fae either welcomed me or apologized for the loss of my mother personally. It was amazing. I stayed for seven years before leaving for Lothlorien. I was sidetracked by a massive orc party on the move, I slaughtered the lot of them but some had escaped and I was unable to free the halflings they had with them. This was near Rohan. I made haste to Lothlorien and was told that Haldir had left for Helm's Deep."
"Now I am told that a mere week after I left, they returned having not made the journey. I went to Gondor again and heard there that Haldir died. I lost hope and returned to Glacia for forty years. After forty years I went to Rivendell, the war was almost over and many elves had left but Arwen, Elladan, and Elrohir remained. Elrond was away on some business. I spent many years there, about forty, and then I came to Mirkwood." A/N: That all adds up to 3049 like it is supposed to.
Legolas sighed, "Wow, you have been all over Middle Earth." I blushed. He sighed, "Though I have been many places too, but if it weren't for Frodo the halfling I may not have gone anywhere past Rivendell. He was the brave hobbit who brought about the fellowship."
I smiled, "You liked the journey?"
He nodded, "Except for the dark caves of Moria."
I laughed, "No one likes Moria except the dwarves."
He smiled, "Tis true." I smiled and leaned against him exhaustedly.
~~~POV CHANGE-LEGOLAS GREENLEAF~~~
I felt her body shift. I looked down, "Umma?" {Yes?} No response came so I shifted her downward to get a look at her face; her head fell into my lap sleepily. I gasped, "Oh dear!" I saw she was sleeping so I gently rested her against my chest again, enjoying her weight against me. I sighed sleepily, "Tenna' tul're, Quel kaima." {Until tomorrow, sleep well} I, too, fell asleep peacefully dreaming of what Reyna and I had shared just then.
~~~End~~~
Kinda cheesy but I was going to die if Arwen didn't give birth. Well sorry about the cheesy badness of that chappy. Please R&R! Namaarie!
Tainted Elf
THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter Sixteen
Birth of Eldarion
~~~POV-REYNA LINDELE~~~
I sprinted out of the woods as quickly as possible and leaped up to the second floor, letting Mother's wind boost me. I dashed down the hall and into Arwen's room. She was lying on her bed and Aragorn was running out of the room. I turned to him, "Ask the next Fae you see to get Serlia, she is the midwife." Aragorn rushed out. I ran to Arwen and placed a hand on her forehead, "Hush mellonamin." {My friend.} I soothed her with waves of Fae power, letting the mother take over me and calm her. The Mother took care of all her daughters, Fae or not, if a Fae wished it. I let my energy numb her pain. Her gasps were still loud and tight but her face was serene. I pulled her dress away from her legs and spread them wide, "Breathe deeply and push hard, it will be over soon." Serlia ran in, her golden hair flying behind her. She ran up to me, her glowing green eyes filled with worry.
"How far along?"
I bit my lip, "She is four days early, nothing major but she needs to deliver quickly before I cannot numb her any longer." Serlia nodded and walked over to Arwen.
She smiled, "Lady Arwen, your son will be fine." I had ushered Aragorn out into the hall with Legolas and then sat down near them. I closed my eyes and whispered, "Faith in Mother, Love of Mother, I pray dear Mother." I repeated this three times, as was custom and I felt her energy flow into my quickly emptying body. Legolas knelt next to me and took my hand. He too whispered those words. I could feel his warm, strong, caring energy flowing into me. I channeled it all to Arwen, for she was in much pain. I opened my eyes suddenly, "You hear that?" The muted sound of a young child's cries filled the halls. I ran in with Aragorn and Legolas to see a small form being wrapped in a cotton towel. Serlia quickly washed the baby off in a basin of hot water Aragorn had been instructed to fill. Once the baby was clean she handed him to Arwen.
Arwen beamed, "It's a boy Aragorn."
Aragorn gave Legolas a look of mirth and turned to Arwen. "What will you name him my love?"
She smiled, "Eldarion." Aragorn nodded and walked over to her side. Arwen tilted the babe up to see Aragorn, "He has your lovely curly hair."
Aragorn tilted Arwen's head up, "And your gloriously entrancing eyes." He looked from Arwen's pool blue eyes to the babe's.
I smiled happily, but I could not help but feel jealous. I wanted a child so badly; I loved children with all my heart. Legolas put an arm around me, "Charming isn't it?" I beamed. Arwen tried to get up and I shook my head.
I walked up to her, "You cannot get out of bed tonight or tomorrow my friend. You are weak; you need rest. Feed the babe and then Aragorn will care for him."
Arwen reluctantly rolled back into her bed and took Eldarion from Aragorn. I led Legolas out much to his confusion and smiled, "Sleep well, you are a brave warrior." She flushed; only a woman understood that comment. Aragorn stood there, uncomfortable, until I bid them both goodnight and walked out.
Legolas walked up to me, "Why did I have to leave?"
I giggled, "She is going to feed the baby."
"So? I see children eat all the time."
I laughed harder, "Infants are breastfed."
He paused, "Oh." He flushed a furious red and I giggled.
I took his hand gently; weary from all the energy I have given out. "Do you ever intend on having kids?"
He let me lean on him as we walked, "Yes, when I marry. I wish to have a son and a daughter at least. I love young children, they are a blessing no doubt. The only problem is that I am not one to take kindly to romantic relationships; I am not ready to trust a woman in that way yet." I listened to his words intently.
I smiled, "Oio naa elealla alasse' Legolas." {Ever is thy sight a joy Legolas.} I rested my head on his shoulder as we sat on a bench in the courtyard. "Cormlle naa tanya tel'raa." {Your heart is that of a lion.}
He smiled, "Diola lle." {Thank you.} He sighed, "It is just something I have never been able to do, I am not sure why."
I looked up, "Mani marte 'i nana en lle?" {What happened to your mother?} He bit his lip. "Could that be it Legolas?"
He saddened, "She was killed. My ada {father}, nana {mother}, and I were out on a picnic. Uruk-hai ambushed us, Thranduil put my mother and me on his horse and made sure we clear before unsheathing his sword and fighting. A scimitar that an Uruk-hai had thrown at me hit nana. She fell off the horse and I stopped the horse. Lorei and Loraine ran out of the bastion. We had made it within one hundred meters of Mirkwood. Lorei told me I had killed her as Loraine wept and I asked what had happened." He started to murmur, "Nana?? Selle, mani marte? Mani?" {Mother?? Sister, what happened? What?} I hugged him shyly. He shook his head lightly, "When Thranduil returned she was dead."
I took a deep breath, "There was nothing you could do. My nana is dead too."
Legolas looked up, "She died in the war right? That was what Hir Lindele murmured when Elrond interrogated him."
I gasped, "You interrogated him?" I averted my eyes, "That is a lie, when Lindele found out that I was not a son, and of no use to him, he killed her. First he raped her and then killed her for having a daughter! The bastard! Gandalf took me to Gondor when I was two thousand and sixty but I ran away to find out more about my lineage. I went to Lothlorien; I stayed there for nine hundred years. Haldir raised me, taught me Quenya and how to use a bow. That was when we became engaged."
I glanced up at Legolas. "I told him I had to do some things before hand though. I traveled through Bree; where I met Aragorn. By then the war was just starting. He noticed me when I called myself Reyna of Gondor. He and I killed a great many orc packs for a year or so but I then made for Glacia. In Glacia I was welcomed with wide-open arms. Every single Fae either welcomed me or apologized for the loss of my mother personally. It was amazing. I stayed for seven years before leaving for Lothlorien. I was sidetracked by a massive orc party on the move, I slaughtered the lot of them but some had escaped and I was unable to free the halflings they had with them. This was near Rohan. I made haste to Lothlorien and was told that Haldir had left for Helm's Deep."
"Now I am told that a mere week after I left, they returned having not made the journey. I went to Gondor again and heard there that Haldir died. I lost hope and returned to Glacia for forty years. After forty years I went to Rivendell, the war was almost over and many elves had left but Arwen, Elladan, and Elrohir remained. Elrond was away on some business. I spent many years there, about forty, and then I came to Mirkwood." A/N: That all adds up to 3049 like it is supposed to.
Legolas sighed, "Wow, you have been all over Middle Earth." I blushed. He sighed, "Though I have been many places too, but if it weren't for Frodo the halfling I may not have gone anywhere past Rivendell. He was the brave hobbit who brought about the fellowship."
I smiled, "You liked the journey?"
He nodded, "Except for the dark caves of Moria."
I laughed, "No one likes Moria except the dwarves."
He smiled, "Tis true." I smiled and leaned against him exhaustedly.
~~~POV CHANGE-LEGOLAS GREENLEAF~~~
I felt her body shift. I looked down, "Umma?" {Yes?} No response came so I shifted her downward to get a look at her face; her head fell into my lap sleepily. I gasped, "Oh dear!" I saw she was sleeping so I gently rested her against my chest again, enjoying her weight against me. I sighed sleepily, "Tenna' tul're, Quel kaima." {Until tomorrow, sleep well} I, too, fell asleep peacefully dreaming of what Reyna and I had shared just then.
~~~End~~~
Kinda cheesy but I was going to die if Arwen didn't give birth. Well sorry about the cheesy badness of that chappy. Please R&R! Namaarie!
Tainted Elf