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Chapter 7
Iasbelin rode for what seemed to be a life time. There was no direct path to Edoras from Rivendell so Iasbelin rode to the Gap of Rohan and passed dangerously close to Isengard. She was weak and had not eaten in some time. She hoped that Elrond had been correct about them coming to Edoras because she did not want to exert herself more than needed.
A fortnight after she left Rivendell she laid her eyes on the city of Edoras. It was dark and the city did not have street lamps so she made her way to the stables in the dark. She tied up her steed and made her way to the castle. By this time it was raining and she was cold. She pulled her cloak closer to her and shivered. Her stomach was full of knots and butterflies. There was no way she was going to make this one out alive.
It was evening when she arrived so she went up to the front doors and asked the sentry to allow her admittance. The sentry smiled at her and opened the doors. The servants were busy preparing dinner for the household. Iasbelin looked around and did not find anyone she knew. She stopped a small servant girl who had a basket in her hands.
"Could you tell me where to find the Lady of the house?" She asked the girl. The girl looked at the strange visitor and pointed to a beautiful blond woman in the back of the room wearing a black dress. "Thank you my dear." Iasbelin lowered the cloak from her head and stood up straight. She strode across the room to the women in the black dress.
"Are you the Lady of the house?" Iasbelin asked the woman
"I am. My name is Éowyn. May I inquire as to yours?" The woman asked Iasbelin. Éowyn looked sad and defeated in her black mourning dress.
"I am Iasbelin of the Woodland Realm, Princess of Mirkwood." Iasbelin announced so that only Éowyn could hear her.
"You are Legolas' wife are you not?" Éowyn asked
"Yes, I am. Is he here?" Iasbelin asked
"They arrived this morning. Shall I take you to him?" Éowyn asked
"No. Take me to see Aragorn please." Iasbelin told her. Éowyn nodded and gestured for Iasbelin to follow her as she took her to see Aragorn.
"Yes, My Lady. What brings you to Rohan?" she asked
"A long overdue conversation." Iasbelin answered.
"I must apologize for the atmosphere of the city. The King has just lost his son and we are in deep mourning. The funeral will be held tomorrow." Éowyn told the Elf
"I am sorry for your loss. Was he your brother?" Iasbelin asked
"My cousin. My brother was banished from the kingdom and I do not know where he is." Éowyn answered
"I am truly sorry." Iasbelin said. She pitied this woman.
Éowyn nodded as they turned down a lonely looking hallway. The pair turned many corners until they came to a stop in front of a large door.
"He is in there. It is the library. If you need anything else please do ask." Éowyn bowed and left Iasbelin in front of the door. Iasbelin took a deep breathe and pushed open the doors. She found Aragorn pouring over a book in the middle of the large room.
"So, my friend, we meet again."Iasbelin said.
Aragorn looked up and saw the Elf standing in front of him. He had not even seen her enter. He looked at her face and saw a hollow shell of what it once was. All her light was gone. She looked like a ghost who would be blown over by the first gust of wind. Aragorn had been worried about her when they left but now he was very worried.
What has caused her so much pain? He thought.
"What are you doing here?" Aragorn asked rising from his seat and walking over to the Elf.
"Arwen asked me to give you this whenever I next saw you." Iasbelin told the tracker as she handed him a letter with Arwen's seal on it. Aragorn took it from her and Iasbelin noticed a piece of brown paper in Aragorn's hands. Curiously she took it from him and read it.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
"What is this?" She asked.
"A poem Bilbo Baggins wrote about me or for me." Aragorn answered. Iasbelin nodded her head and looked up at Aragorn. "Why did you give me this letter from Arwen?" Aragorn asked.
"She has sailed for the Undying Lands." Iasbelin answered.
"Good, I am glad she chose her people." Aragorn answered. "But tell me you did not come all this way to give me this." Aragorn gestured to the letter.
"I must tell Legolas what pains me so greatly." Iasbelin admitted. She turned to leave but Aragorn grabbed her arm.
"Arwen told me what happened, but only what Legolas already knows." Aragorn told her
"What does Legolas know?" Iasbelin asked quickly
"He knows you were pregnant when he left to defend Mirkwood for a year. He is mad that you did not tell him anything about it." Aragorn said with saddened eyes.
"Good that is all he should know. Thank you for telling me Aragorn. And Aragorn?"Aragorn looked up at her. "I have been wandering my entire life." She kissed him on the cheek and ran out of the library.
Iasbelin found a servant to point her in the direction of Legolas' room and she quickly ran in that direction. She stood in front of the doors and took a deep breathe. This moment would define their entire marriage and their future together. She somehow found the courage to push the doors open and walk through the door.
"It appears I have not been entirely honest with you, Legolas." Iasbelin announced as she walked through the doors. Legolas turned and caught the sight of a withered Elf walking into his room. He looked at his wife and almost gasped. Her spirit had gone since he last saw her.
"I agree, Iasbelin." Legolas said standing from his spot on the bed.
A/N: Cliff Hanger! Please leave a review! Maybe you can figure out what Iasbelin is going to tell Legolas!