Bold Dreams

Bold/Italics Galadriel talking telepathy

Italics thoughts

(words) Elvish

A Whole New World

Chapter 7

The wounds of Elrohir seemed to last longer than Elrond have thought. They were healed, but Elrohir had shooting pains throughout his body, starting from his wounds. Elrond, Elladan, and the servants that tended to Elrohir were getting frustrated with his complaining of wanting to get out of bed and walking out in the sun. So Elrond gave him permission to roam near the healing gardens.

There were a couple of times that Elrohir tried to escape the healing area but someone always caught him. Elrond than ordered two guards to stay with Elrohir when his son is not with himself or his eldest twin son.

Magdalena, however, everyone was worried about. She has been asleep for almost a week. But Elrond told Thranduil, Elladan, and Elrohir (even to himself) that it was to rebuild her strength to full measure, and restore all that she lost to grief and sorrow.

The mysterious creature that attacked Elrohir, revealed himself a couple of times, but never attacked once. It seemed as though it was only observing the Elves, instead of wanting to attack. Elrond , Thranduil, and Gandalf talked about this new evil, but never came near to a conclusion to what it was, or what it wanted.

Once Elrond gave his son leave of the healing room, Elrohir was happily to oblige and went straight to his and Magdalena's room. First to bathe, then change out of the clothes he has been wearing for almost the whole week.

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–Magdalena's POV–

I stirred awake, but not wanting to leave the comfort nor warmth of the bed, I just laid there. I felt myself restless and just full alert of everything around me. Blinking open my eyes, I heard a sigh of content in the connected bathroom to the right of the bed. I frowned as to who it could be, than I smiled. Elrohir of course! Elrond must have let him out early!

I scrambled out of bed and over to the bathroom. I quietly opened the door and entered. I saw Elrohir under the water, rinsing out the shampoo from his hair. I looked out the arched window, magenta red silk sheets covering the dark night. How I didn't notice it was dark, was beyond me. Looking back to the build in tub, I saw Elrohir re-emerge from beneath the water. I quickly turned around, feeling my face heat up.

"Good to see you up and about, (my love.)"

I heard the water swosh around.

"You are awake."

I smiled. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you have been asleep for seven days!"

"What?" I turned around, my eyes wide.

But I quickly turned back around, blushing a deeper red. When did Elrohir get out of the tub?

"My father told me it was do to restore your strength and all that you lost."

I could hear a smile in his voice. Probably from amusement of my embarrassment of seeing his nudeness.

"I will wait for you in the bedroom." I told him in a whisper, hearing the water drain.

I made a grab for the door handle but Elrohir stop me by wrapping his arms around my stomach. I closed my eyes, leaning back on his wet/dry chest.

"I missed you." He muttered against my nape.

After what has happened, (and the feelings I was having for my husband about now) I decided, right there and then, on something. I think it was time, now, to tell him my decision about us... our future... our child. Opening my eyes, I turned in his arms, my hand resting on his waist. I went on my tip toes and kissed him. Going back to my own height, I shyly looked at Elrohir, a small smile on my lips.

"Make love to me?" I asked him in the softest whispered that even surprised me.

My smile widen at Elrohir's surprised face.

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–Elrohir's POV–

That threw me off! I was surprised, and by her smile, I could tell my wife was amused by my expression.

"Wh-what?" I asked, frowning a bit.

My wife took a deep breath and leaned closer to my body, kissing the side of my neck. I closed my eyes momentarily, holding on to my wife's waist to hold myself steady.

"When I thought I lost you,"

My wife started, her voice full of emotions, making me open my eyes, my vision a bit hazy.

"I thought I would never see you again, or have something with you, nor see that beautiful girl I saw from Galadriel's mirror in my dream."

Magdalena laid her head on my shoulder, her lips brushing against my neck as I rubbed her lower back.

"Are you sure? I do not-"

Magdalena interrupted me by moving even closer to me (if that was even possible), kissing my neck to my jaw. I could feel myself harden. How I wanted to just bring her down to the floor and just have her. But I must be gentle with her, I will not let my wife go through that experience again, nor have her fear me.

"Make love to me tonight."

She whispered against my lips, kissing me once more. I nodded, mumbling a 'fine'. We walked backwards, Magdalena opening the door for us. My hands roamed up her back to find the laces of her dress, and begin to untie them. As it loosen, I slid off the dress from her shoulders, than from her body, as it fell to the floor with a small thud. I felt my wife shudder from the sudden coldness of the air.

I than picked up my wife, as she wrapped her legs around my waist, never breaking the kiss. Knowing my way around this room all ready, I found my way to our bed and placed my wife gently down. I carefully laid myself on top of her, putting all my wait on my arms and legs, yet our bodies still close together.

I begin to kiss down her jaw, her neck, than between her shoulder and neck meet. This night I will make sure my wife will remember, and never be afraid no more.

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–Elladan's POV–

I walked down to my brother's room, knowing he was there watching over my sister-in-law. I sighed, knowing this was going to be no easy task to prey my twin out of his room. As I walked up to the door and was about to knock, when I heard familiar panting breaths from within the room. I blushed, but smiled nonetheless and quickly walked away. I called over a guard I saw walking around and told him to guard the door, to not let anyone disturb my brother and his wife.

I walked into the dinning hall with a smile on my face. My father and Thranduil looked at me confused and amused.

"Why are you so happy, my son? Where is Elrohir?" My father asked me.

I took a seat next to my father. "Magdalena woke up, and she and my brother are a bit busy at the moment."

I told them, my smile never leaving my face.

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–Lorien–

Galadriel stood out in her balcony, looking down to Haldir and an elleth talking below. She sensed a familiar presence behind her and smiled.

"The time has finally come." Galadriel said, as Celebolas wrapped his arms around her waist.

"So our ship is to be delay a month or so?"

Galadriel nodded. "Yes. After the birth of my great-grandchildren, we must leave." Galadriel smiled sadly. "There will be many tears and heart breaks, but she will understand."

"What of the eldest twin? What of Elladan?" Celebolas asked concerned.

"He will find happiness once we make it back to Rivendell in eight months." Galadriel frowned. "But evil will not leave Magdalena alone. It is like a shadow. It wants to destroy Magdalena, for what purpose? Even I do not know."

'Yes..' Galadriel smiled. 'Elladan will certainly be all right.' Galadriel stare down to the elleth, her eyes twinkling with a small plan forming.

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"You cannot be possibly of staying behind Haldir!"

Haldir smiled. "Of course not, Kirga. I am not so dense as to stay with these mortals."

Kirga smiled. "Good, because I would have lost one of my best friends."

Haldir smiled and hugged Kirga. The have been best friends since both of their fathers were in the Galadrhim. Let of the elleth go, Haldir looked over her features as she started speaking to a passerby Elf. She had long, silky blonde hair with many designs that of an Elf always has in their hair. Her bright, emerald green eyes were always shining with much excitement, and curiosity. Kirga always had a thing to learning, adventures, and meeting new people. And she loves archery over all the other fighting techniques.

She is outgoing, loud, and could always make you laugh, or at least make you smile with or without her knowledge. Kirga had that glow about her that just made you want to leave your shyness and just quickly make friends with her. Her personality is that of kindness, concern, and many others that are too many to say. She will become friends who ever they are, may they be of high status, low status, Dwarf, Human, or Hobbit. She will be your friend, and treat you like you have been long since been friends.

"Come Haldir, Osar want us to have a small competition at the archery." Kirga pulled on his arm, smiling.

Haldir smiled. "All right. Let us have a small, friendly bet." Haldir started, as the three Elves made their way to the archery grounds.