Emyra paced back and forth outside her parents chambers, her Mother had delivered a healthy little girl, but while Emyra's new sister was healthy, her Mother was not, Meikeena was fading fast, and doctors were telling them to prepare for the worst, Even Elrond had warned them of what could come.

"She wants to see you." Rhydian whispered slipping out of the room, Emyra moved to her brother hugging him tightly. "Its not good Emyra." Rhydian looked at Emyra with sad eyes, that was all she needed to know. Emyra moved away from her brother and walked into the room, her Father stood on one side of the bed while her Mother just lay there, Emyra's eyes moved to cradle where she knew her sister would be sleeping.

"Emyra, My star." Meikeena whispered softly, Emyra's moved over to her Mothers side, taking her hand. Meikeena lifted her hand weakly pushing same of her red hair aside. "Your so beautiful." Emyra smiled the best she could but tears were filling her eyes, Meikeena just shook her head. "Your sister will need a Mother figure. You raise her Emyra. I want you to raise her" Emyra nodded gently brushing her Mothers hair from her face, she was burning up.

"I will, I will look after her, I Promise." Meikeena smiled nodding her head slightly.

"Good..." Meikeena looked at Emyra. "Will you name her Emyra?" Emyra nodded slightly, she had names that she wanted to name her own children one day.

"Alassëa." Emyra replied softly, her Mother smiled and nodded slightly repeating the name, saying it was beautiful, and then just like that Meikeena was gone, her chest ceased to rise and fall, and if Emyra hadn't known she would have thought her Mother was simply in a peaceful slumber.

Emyra held her Mothers hand tightly sobs escaping her, her Fathers hand moved to her shoulder but Emyra didn't register that it was there, she couldn't feel it. She leaned down gently kissing her Mothers forehead.

"I love you." Emyra choked out. "I love you so much." Emyra reluctantly let go of her Mothers hand, she numbly moved over to the cradle where Alassëa slept, she carefully leaned over picking the small child up cradling her, the last part of their Mother Emyra had was Alassëa, and from what Emyra could tell, the babe would like just like Meikeena had.

~*~

The Funeral was just another tedious thing Emyra wished to not be a part of, Everyone would be there, a certain King and his Queen included. Emyra simply sighed slipping the black jeweled earrings into her ears, clasping the matching necklace around her neck, she seemed to do it so numbly now, like it didn't even matter, her black dress seemed to be a thing she wore often as so many had died in the past years, she almost felt like wearing it all the time just to save time.

Alassëa was dressed in a small black dress, and the blanket the hand maid was wrapping her in was also Black, Emyra turned hearing Alassëa start to cry, the maid was a young elf and she seemed to panic when the baby started to scream. Emyra smiled reassuringly at the maid carefully scooping Alassëa up in her arms soothing her back to silence.

"Apologies My Lady." The girl lowered her head.

"No need to apologize. Alassëa is a baby, she will cry for the silliest of things." Emyra reassured that she had done nothing wrong before dismissing her. She moved quietly through the halls and down the steps into the main hall being greeted by Rhydian and Estalian, Emyra instinctively looked for her Mother, her heart dropping when she remembered she would not appear, she looked down at Alassëa who's crystal blue eyes looked around the room, she squirmed slightly before settling down in Emyra's arms once again.

"I am sorry for your loss, I am sorry for your loss, I am sorry for your loss." The words seemed to just numbly echo in Emyra's ears.

"Emyra." Thranduil spoke softly, Daeris stood beside him holding Legolas who was now just over a year old. "Emyra." Thranduil spoke again, her eyes moved to meet his gaze and she took a shallow breath but didn't say a word, she held her sister a little bit tighter, now she felt the pain, it washed over her like a wave.

"Rhydian, take Alassëa for me." Emyra said trying to keep herself together.

"Emyra?" Rhydian asked going to put his hand on her shoulder.

"Just take her for me!" Emyra half yelled losing her composure, she carefully placed Alassëa in his arms before turning and Running, she ran until she couldn't run anymore, she had made it to the Gardens and just collapsed writhing from her sobs, gasping for air, but it seemed her lungs did not want to breath.

Thranduil glanced at Daeris gently kissing her cheek before following Emyra, he could hear her sobs coming from the Garden and cautiously went in, she was curled over herself clutching at the ground just balling, Thranduil had never seen her break, had never seen her in so much pain, it all built up, her watching him try and love another, the birth of his son, the birth of her sister and the death of her Mother, it was no shock to him that the weight of her pain just broke her.

Thranduil kneeled down beside her, gently taking her shoulders, she screamed and fought slightly but when he eventually got her to lean against him she just relaxed, burying her face in his chest clutching at the fabric of his tunic, her sobs shook her whole body. Thranduil put a hand on the back of her head gently kissing the top of it, soothing her the best he could but he knew he was part of the reason she was on the ground weeping, and knew that his comfort was probably wanted but not at the same time.

"Why does it hurt so much?" Emyra asked numbly. "Please make it stop..." Thranduil sighed closing his eyes gently stroking her head.

"It hurts because it is real." He replied gently. "It hurts because all of this is so real. Your Mothers death, our Love...It all hurts."

Thranduil moved back slightly gently lifting Emyra's chin so she was looking at him, he brought his lips down to hers kissing her chastely, he put a hand on her cheek gently rubbing his thumb over her smooth skin. "I am so deeply sorry I have hurt you Emyra, and I am so sorry that this life has been so cruel to you." Emyra didn't even nod in response she just rested her head back on his chest closing her eyes, she hoped she would wake up and that none of it was real, she wanted to wake up with out the pain and heart ache, she wanted none of this, she wanted it to stop.

Alassëa
(Ah-lahs-say-ah)

Just how you say Emyra's sisters name.