{Chapter Two}
~Year 3434 of the Second Age~
Siladhiel's fears were confirmed when Sauron began to attack Gondor from Mordor the five years before. With the unsettling realization that Sauron was once again on the move, the Last Alliance of Elves and Men was formed to take on the foe. She once again joined leading Lindon's Forces at her father's side to joining the other forces in Rivendell.
"Do not fear the outcome of this war, we shall not fall" Glorfindel whispered softly in her ear as his arms came around her to shelter her the best he could.
"Promise to stand by my side" Siladhiel whispered softly to the Elf that had come to hold a special place in her heart
"Always" He whispered placing a kiss on her forehead knowing that after the war he would talk with her father about her hand in marriage.
"I no longer see past this darkness, we must destroy this foe" Siladhiel whispered to him as he tightened his arms around her "Sauron will stop at nothing to have me"
"I shall not fail to protect you" Glorfindel vowed turning her to face him allowing her to see the strength behind it
"I do not know how I would fare without you at my side" Siladhiel whispered softly leaning into him
"Princess, your father is gathering the army" Cirdan stated ignoring the closeness between the two, they were owed a moment to cherish their friendship during these dark times
"I will be there shortly" Siladhiel said to Cirdan allowing him to walk out of sight before placing a kiss to the cheek of Glorfindel "I shall prepare"
"I will be at your side shortly Quenya" Glorfindel whispered placing a kiss to her forehead before reluctantly allowing her to walk away to prepare for travel
The army moved out across the Misty Mountains meeting Sauron's Forces on the plain of Dagorlad. The alliance fought hard underneath their commanders and Siladhiel took strength from the warriors at her side. The battle on the plains was won and Sauron's forces retreated once more. Their forces began their besiegement of Barad-dur and for seven years fought against the darkness that tainted the world. Siladhiel would never had expected the outcome the day that Sauron come out of the dark tower.
~Year 3440 of the Second age~
Siladhiel sighed as she leaned against her father in exhaustion from battle "It appear as if this war will never end" She whispers brokenly "Much has been lost"
"Fear not Little light, there is hope as long as you shine in battle" Gil-galad whispered kissing his daughter's forehead "Darkness cannot survive in such a light"
"Do you think mother is proud of me?" She questioned gently as Gil-galad nodded against her
"There have never been more proud parents then the pride we find in calling you our daughter" Gil-galad said honestly
"I love you father" She said happily allowing the weariness to fade away
"And I you my little light" Gil-galad said with a chuckle "Though Glorfindel will never love you ask much as I"
"You know?" She questioned with wide eyes causing him to laugh
"I was always aware of the affection" Gil-galad said before frowning "I gave permission though I doubt he is your match"
"He may not be, but I shall spend an eternity by his side none the less" She said honestly causing him to smile and kiss her forehead once more
"If it is what you wish" He said softly before standing up "Come let us eat and return to the front"
"Of course, Father" She said picking up her swords
They walked side by side through the camp, others taking strength from the Lindon Leaders and the light of the warriors shining. When all else failed they would look at those two and find hope in the light of Siladhiel, the princess of Lindon and her all-powerful Father.
"Quenya" Glorfindel whispered appearing before them looking battle worn "King Gil-galad"
She smiled brightly taking his hand and kissing his cheek taking him by surprise. Gil-Galad smiled at him showing that Siladhiel had acknowledged their relationship completely to her father. He looked at her softly touching her cheek in thanks before pulling her to get some food behind her father. Many were unaware that in that moment Glorfindel was accepted as the betrothed of the Princess of Lindon.
~Year 3441 of the Second age~
Siladhiel had long given up the use of her bow as she used her sword to slice through the enemy. She felt her grip on her sword long ago become slick from the blood of the enemy. She had lost count of the number of orcs she had cut down in defense of those around her and to protect her own life. The arrival of Sauron on the field only fueled his soldiers on and she pushed aside the pain from seeing the many men and elves she had grown close to fall around the field.
She looked up to see her father, Glorfindel, and Elendil not far from her but her almost stopped as Sauron headed straight for them. She watched as her father was thrown and could smell the burning of his skin from Sauron's hand. It was like slow motion as he turned upon Glorfindel grabbing him from the neck and she could barely understand that the scream she heard was from her own mouth. She felt part of her dying as Glorfindel look at her with a plead not to get involved and she saw his light dying before her eyes.
The last words from his month whispered across the field to her 'I shall love you always'
It was the sight of her father standing up that snapped her shock and sent her running across the field to stop him. She couldn't get their fast enough as her father's spear was stopped when the hand of Sauron went through his chest. She watched helplessly as her father fell to the ground and the sound of his body hitting the ground would hunt her for the rest of her life. She didn't realize that she was crying as she dropped to the ground at her father's side.
"You have to get up" Siladhiel begged brokenly "Father, you can't leave now"
"Little Light, don't cry" Gil-galad coughed out using the little strength he had to touch his daughter's face one last time "Take joy that I shall return to your mother. I love you Little Light"
Siladhiel screamed loudly as her father took his last breath before her eyes. She shattered inside at the sight of the two warriors she loved that had died at the hand of Sauron. She picked up her father's spear at the same moment that Isildur picked up the broken sword of his fallen father. She jumped and with all her might stabbed Sauron through his back at the same moment that Isildur sliced the ring from Sauron's Hand.
Sauron was defeated, and the war had ended, but all watched as Siladhiel screamed and cried uncontrollably between two fallen elves. It was a sight that none in that battle would forget. It was not a moment of relief or joy, it was a moment that an Elleth that held a pure light had fallen into despair.
"This can't be" She whispered dropping to her knees between the two that held her heart
She reached out a shaky hand brushing the hair out of her father's face letting out a choked gasp. She felt a sharp pain shoot through her and grasp her chest trying to control her breathing. She felt the tears that were endlessly falling from her eyes. She flinched as a hand found her shoulder and looked up to see one of her soldier's looking at her with soft eyes.
"Queen Siladhiel" He said snapping something in her at the realization
"Don't" She shouted in anger feeling as if she was slapped "My father is King"
"Give her time" Elrond commanded stepping between them "Her heart is heavy with loss this day"
Siladhiel just stared as the male nodded as Elrond looked at her softly and pulled in her into a hug. She didn't know how long they stood there as she cried before she just felt empty to it all. She pulled back Elrond flinching seeing the emotionless look in her eyes as she picked up her father's spear and handed it to him.
"Let this be display in your kingdom in honor of him" She whispered, and he nodded in understanding
"I am honored to be entrusted" Elrond said softly cherishing the spear that still shined despite the battle and blood that covered it
None judged her as she emotionlessly went about arranging the bodies of all the Lindon soldier's to be returned to the kingdom to release them to sea. She worked through the details ignoring the words of sorrow as she passed. Returning home was a long and sad process as she walked through the kingdom with other's knowing that the King had passed along with so many others.
The Ceremony was done at night with the fire and lights as the guide for the boats. The whole kingdom felt her sorrow as she kneeled at the shoreline with her true self shining brightly showing every single emotion she felt. The light that remained until the next day as the sun rose when a daughter said goodbye to her father and love. She knew the pain would remain for the rest of her days.