Author's Note: Yes, I know I am evil, but look on the bright side, YOU HAVE A NEW CHAPTER TO REVIEW AND LOVE! Sorry for the two week (I think it's been two weeks) delay. Another thing, you will not believe how many times I have changed the title to the chapter. Who knows I might go crazy and change it again!
Disclaimer: I of course do not own any character in this story except for Amaris and a few others along the way.
Love You
Chapter 5: New Found Answers
As we continued back to the palace we had a conversation going like we were old friends. He told me about his latest adventures and I told him about my 'dream'. After about 30 minutes of us walking he started in about our childhood.
I learned that he was my half-brother and that he was two years older, he also me the story of our parents love. My mother had been a Mirkwood elf, while his was human. After Aragorn's mother died our father fell in love with mine. They lived in Mirkwood for a while and then she had me. A few years of them being together he was killed in battle and sailed to the West.
When Elrond was raising him, Thranduil was raising me. We met when we were five. Every year after that we saw each other around the same time each year, late spring, early summer. When this happened I would get him to teach me something new he had learned about the outdoors and I would read him a story from one of the palaces many books.
Over the years we grew to be very close, not only as siblings but as friends too. When he confessed his love of Arwen I was the first person that he told. When I told him I loved Legolas, he talked to Legolas for me.
By the time I arrived at the palace I felt as if I know Aragorn my whole life (Even though in actuality I had). I still didn't remember anymore than I did to begin with, I felt some kind of a connection with him. Similar to the one I had with the name 'Gypsy'. Aragorn felt so familiar I just couldn't explain it.
Yes, I knew he was supposed to be my brother, but I still didn't know him. I mean, after being in a coma for a month how was I supposed to know him. I remember a teacher telling me once that sometimes when a person wakes up from a coma then they suffer from temporary amnesia. Maybe that was happening to me, I thought. It's a possibility.
By the time I snapped back to reality we had arrived at the castle. I looked up and noticed guard towers that I hadn't noticed before now. Hmmmm... I wonder why they didn't see me last night. I pondered. I was right under them. Maybe they just weren't paying attention. A slight breeze blew around my ankles and made me realize what I was wearing. Goosebumps rose on my arms and legs, so I attempted to rub them away with my hands. Aragorn noticed and gently wrapped his cloak around me; I smiled gratefully and glanced back at the towers.
Butterflies were swarming in my stomach as we slowly made our way to the castle. I knew I needed to calm my nerves before I went inside to meet Legolas. I grasped the charm on my grandmother's necklace to help me relieve some of my anxiety; somewhere between here and the campsite I had slipped the necklace around my neck.
Aragorn glanced at me with a reassuring look and squeezed my arm gently. "You will be alright Amaris. It is not like you never seen these people before." He said with a smirk.
"Funny, ha, ha," the sarcasm dripped from my lips.
"Don't worry you have me. I won't let anything harm you."
We walked the remaining feet in silence. Him still holding my arm dragging me up the steps and me still clinging to my necklace with full force.
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When we finally reached the top of the stair to the main gate we were surrounded by what looked like village people gawking at the human and my lack of clothing, mostly at my lack of clothing. Ignoring them Aragorn let go of my arm long enough to open the main door and then proceeded to drag me into a bedroom much the one I had previously been in.
This room was white, with stone floor, and wooden furniture just like Legolas's room. This room looked in fact exactly like Legolas's did, except the furniture was rearranged differently.
I turned back around when Aragorn began to speak. "Now this is one of the rooms that is yours. I hope you will find something decent to wear other than what you already are," with saying that he turned and left. I looked back around at the room and decided that I really needed to take a relaxing bath. Turning once again to the door I opened it and poked my head out. To my luck I spotted a maid. She was skinny, short, and looked like my newest hero.
"Psssst. Hey you," She turned around and looked at me. "Yeah you," She came closer to the door. "Do you know where I might be able to take a bath?"
She then looked at me like I was crazy and said, "My dear you shouldn't be up and about after that spill you had on the horse. When did you wake up from your coma? You should still be in bed. How dare Prince Legolas let you wander about?" After saying all this she looked expectantly for my answer.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"What do you mean who am I? You've known me half your life." I gave her my best 'I'm confused' look and she look astonished. "You really don't remember me do you? I was the closest thing to a mother you ever had. I took care of you when your mother went to the West."
"OK. That's great and all but I would like to tell you that I know who I am Aragorn filled me in on-"
I was interrupted by an extremely angry elf. Her features had changed from concerned to flaming mad in a split second. "Aragorn! How dare that muddy, no good human walk on my clean, scrubbed floors. Do you remember the last time he was here? Remember when he decided to have a mud-wrestling contest with the prince? I was on my knees for days trying to clean the cracks on the floor. I told him that if he ever stepped in here again he would have to sleep outside for the rest of his stay."
Stifling a laugh I hid my smile by turning back into the room. "Um… remember I wanted a bath?"
"Yes dear, the baths are down the hall to the right. While you are bathing I'm going to find that low down good for nothing brother of yours." With that she turned around and started mumbling incoherent rants to herself.
I turned back around, closed the door, and leaned my back against it. This is going to be a long day the thought drifted through my mind lazily. I really didn't want to see Legolas again after what I had acted like last time. I will be thoroughly embarrassed by the time I do get to see him properly.
I made my way over to the nearest cherry stained cabinet and opened it. Dresses… ugh. (AN: Yes like every other fangirl I hate dresses.) I started shifting through some drawers and found a shirt and a pair of breeches. I grabbed other things I would need, under clothes, shoes, etc. and was on my way to the baths.
When I got there I opened the door and looked for the nearest bath that wasn't in use. The baths were along the walls and some were put in the center each one had their own shower curtain type thing and were surrounded by three walls. I found one and opened the curtain, stepped inside, then closed the curtain back.
I started undressing. (Wow that's an overstatement. One piece of clothing and I am removing clothing. Any who back to the story!) Like I was saying I undressed and hopped in the tub (which I later regretted, because I landed very hard on my butt.) The water started filling up I a sigh escaped my lips. It had been a while since I had gotten a real bath.
Leaning back against the cool porcelain I let a sigh escape my lips. I waited for about five minutes before I decided to move again. I was actually to lazy to raise up a few inches so I could grab the bottle of (what I thought to be) shampoo, I picked up my foot, kicked the bottle in the water, wrapped my feet around the base of it, then raised my legs up to where I could reach. (Didn't I say I was lazy?) Yes, I do know it would have been easier to rise up and get it but like I said I'm lazy.
I squirted some of the green concoction into my hand, lathered my hair. I rinsed out the soap by ducking my head under and shaking my hair out. After I rose up out of the water I grabbed the bar of soap and began washing myself vigorously. By the time I was done washing the water had turned cold so I hopped out and commenced to dry myself off. Sighing as the water dripped off me I started pulling my clothing on. And as soon as I was finished lacing up my boots I heard and ruckus from outside.
"Aragorn, how dare you come in the palace with mud caked on more than five places of your body?" I heard a familiar voice shout.
In reply I heard Aragorn yell back, "How dare you insult the future King of Gondor? I am not just theranger,I was before. I am a guest here andI am going to bathe now."
"You can bathe outside in the river." I smiled as I heard this, and then froze when I heard a new voice.
"Now Manwathiel, you can't make Aragorn bathe outside and Aragorn, at least take your muddy clothing off at the door. I silently stepped out of the bathing room and walked to the door. "Aragorn, I thought you said Amaris was at her old room?" The voice started in again.
"She is Legolas, I just left her there half and hour ago." Aragorn answered.
"Well she's gone now, because I just checked." As he continued his voice became worried," I hope nothing has happened-"
The maid cut him off, "Sire, she's taking a bath. By the way why is she acting so strange? She actually asked me where the baths were."
"Aragorn, you mentioned something like this to me before, right?" Legolas asked.
Aragorn answered him with a doctors voice, "Yes, it seems to me that she has some form of memory loss. Hopefully her recovery will be soon. But right now I have to go discuss some things with Thranduil, I will finish this conversation later." I heard Aragorn leave and Legolas and the maid walked off as well.
I turned my back away from the door and let my body go limp against it. I slid down to the ground and sat there for a minute just thinking. I began to wonder, Am I really dreaming this all?I closed my eyes and relaxed completely, letting my thoughts drift from one plane of thought to another.
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Author's Note: I hope you liked this.
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