Does Lily live? Or does Alya kill her? Will Arwen get away? Find out now!
Alya brought the dagger down onto Lily's unsuspecting body. The dagger was almost there, almost pierced Lily's tan skin, when a sword flew out and struck Alya in the chest. She gasped in pain and surprise, looking at her attacker.
Nuada stepped out from the shadows.
"You think so low of me as to leave my pregnant wife alone while she is wanted dead?" He spoke softly.
Alya stared at him blankly, stepping back. The dagger fell from her hand and onto the floor. Alya began to fall, but she was dead before she reached the floor. Nuada stood over her and removed his sword, cleaning her blood from it. He watched as Alya turned to stone, a symbol that she was truly dead. He knew that Arwen was dead now as well from the twins' link. He sheathed his sword and stood next to Lily's bed. He watched her sleep for a few seconds before he picked her up bridal style.
"These guards cannot protect you efficiently. You will sleep with me tonight." Nuada spoke to her sleeping form. He left the healers, explaining to the guards about Alya, which they quickly ran to take care of, and walked to his and Lily's room.
He laid her down in their bed. She moved slightly, but did not wake. He laid down next to her, secretly happy to be sleeping next to her again. He placed his hand on her slightly swollen belly, looking forward to meeting his child.
"Do not leave again." He whispered to her, falling asleep.
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Meldiron rode through the forest once the magical barrier broke. He had lost the trail of magic, but he was determined to find the sorceress responsible. He used his skills as a hunter and tracker from being in the army so long to find the traitor. He rode for hours, the sun peaking through the tops of trees when he found her.
Arwen, or a stone Arwen, was in the middle of the forest. She had turned mid-run and she remained in that pose now. Meldiron dismounted his horse, unsheathed his sword, and struck down the stone statue. He had not been the one to kill her, but he would make sure she remained dead. He then sheathed his sword and mounted his horse, turning back to the kingdom. He would ride back and tell them of the news. Arwen was the traitor, and now she was dead.
Sorry, short chapter. I only had to sum up everything that happened, put a bit of an end to the story arc. This fanfiction is not done, though! Lily still needs to give birth, and maybe some other foes will arise . . .