Chapter 13: The Lady Of Light
I want to thank you all for your reviews. They are always so nice to read and they give me that extra little boost of inspiration to write. It is so wonderful to know that even though you are all complete strangers to me, you give me advice and help boost my confidence about some things that I am rather insecure about….alright, I need to stop before I melt into a large puddle of sap…Anyway, I am moving full speed ahead with updates at a rather alarming rate. I think that this is the most chapter I have ever typed in such a short amount of time. This story is quickly becoming my favorite out of all the others I have typed! Oh and can I just say….we've hit 100 reviews! *jumps for joy* oh my goodness you guys, this has never happened before….I don't really know how to handle it.
And now to confuse you just a little. In this chapter, the italics before the second line break are Galadriel speaking inside Legolas'/the fellowships' minds. I hope that doesn't screw your reading up too much. The ones afterwards are Legolas writing. I think that I explained that pretty well, I just wanted to clarify.
OH! I FORGOT! I was contacted by someone, saying that I was in the race for a competition, but to stay in the running, I need to update twice a week! So, I don't want to lose, and that mean y'all are going to get more frequent updates!
CrazyPandaHobbit: Thank you my friend. I know that having confidence in yourself is a big part of being successful in anything you do, but out of everything that I do in my life, my writing has always been a soft spot. Anyway, your encouragement really does help, and I am glad that you enjoy my work. Of course I liked you review! I love all the reviews I get, even if they aren't always great. They help me grow as an author, and they help improve my daily mood significantly. My heart rate always picks up when I check my email and the little notification for a review shows up. I will forever love receiving your thoughts.
HelloDenmark: Thank you! Yeah, you gotten have at least some feels creep up on your heart when he explains himself. I would never have Haldir abandon him, I hold the marchwarden in high regard (which is why I felt somewhat sick after I wrote mending what is broken, but he was the villain in that little plot bunny, so what you going to do?) You will have to wait no longer for my update, it is here to save you! Well, the hardest part about it is when I forget that he can't speak. That has happened several times where I have been writing and then I realize that I just made my mute character speak, or had him sign to someone who I haven't listed as fluent in the language. Then I have to throw someone like Aragorn in to save the day, so if it seems like Aragorn is just kind of there all the sudden that would be why. Now…can I just quickly say that Aid from a friend has me on the edge of my seat, quite literally! Like sometimes I get so excited while reading that I find it exceedingly difficult to stay seated! It is just getting so exciting, and I apologize because I think that I forgot to review your most recent chapter.
LotR-HP-PJ: I mean of course they are! I just had to put a little sarcastic remark about how absolutely fantastic the elves truly are. Ha! Hopefully not! I don't want to be the one responsible for you needing to buy new technologic equipment! I do however know how that feels. I have experienced the same thing many times within my life, and anyone who says they haven't is most likely lying….I am so glad that you feel that way! I am so happy with the positive response this has been getting, it just warms my heart; and I do not mean that sarcastically. I know….I am legitimately going to be heartbroken when I click the complete button under properties. Hopefully that won't be the case for a decent amount of time though!
Lady Winterlight: Yeah, I have always seen him as the noble type (which is again why I had some trouble with writing mending what is broken) so I didn't think that he would be the type of person to throw away such a bond because maintaining it required a little extra time commitment. He shall, not an overabundance, but definitely some. I also plan on adding some more Haldir and Legolas fluff in the near future! It will most definitely help him, I am a firm believer in the idea that love from the ones closest to us can speed up a recover process tenfold!
Pie in the Face: Yep! I like that resolution as well! And yes, I am going to try and hold out, especially now that I have this opportunity on my hands! The horror is still fresh in my mind, trust me. I am so glad that you enjoyed my chapter, it always makes me happy. I tend to float towards the dry humored people myself.
MuggleCreator: I am glad you like it! Our little archer is pretty great, I love the idea of him being a smartass under the princely façade. I am also happy that you approve of my portrayal of Legolas! I worked hard on it to make it as realistic as possible.
The Oz Meister and Jen Baas: I know, me to. That is why I kinda hate myself for mending what is broken (like I said before). He really is boss, and badass as hell!
Cottoncandybeefalo: Yay of course! Yeah I figured that he didn't really leave the greater Mirkwood area after his capture, and he especially didn't travel as far as Lotlorien. Yeah, you gotta love the feels, it is hard not to. I am glad that you are interested in what is going to happen! I hope that I satisfy you.
Freedoms wings: Oh my gosh thank you! I am so glad that you are interested! YAY! I was curious about the idea myself. Yeah, I actually plan on putting that scene in a chapter at some point. Yeah, I am assuming that the probably have the basics like hello, goodbye, things like that.
Masked Man 2: I it is all good my friend! I love hearing your thoughts, even if they are a little late. They are always welcome. You gotta love the marchwarden! Yeah, I wanted to show the brotherly side of them, while also showing that they both worry over each other. Glad you're excited!
Oboeskywalker11: Yep! Exciting things are on the way! I can promise you that exciting things are on the way!
FanFic Judge: OH MY GOD! This is so exciting! Just so you know, my posting habits are not due to writers block, more due to the fact that I am in school, and that takes up a lot of my time, not writers block. I am really interested in staying in the running, so I am going to try and update more frequently. However, this story is not going to be finished anytime soon, because I have a long way to go. Is that okay, and can the updating twice a week thing start the day this is posted?
The footsteps of the fellowship sounded like drums compared to the feather-light ones of their elven companion and escorts. The group was led by Haldir—several soldiers at his side—followed by Legolas and Aragorn, with the rest of the fellowship in a grouping towards the back with the rest of the elves. They had been traveling for a good twenty minutes, with their intended location being Caras Galadhon, where they could meet with the Lord Celeborn and the Lady Galadriel.
All were nervous, for if the Lord and Lady judged them to be unfit to continue, they would have to turn back and find another way around the Golden Wood. The time it would require was time that they didn't have, and it could potentially be catastrophic for the overall mission. With so much resting on this one meeting, putting one foot in front of the other was becoming difficult for much of the fellowship.
Soon the flat land of the forest morphed into a more hilly area, where the towering trees became sparse and the ground was dotted with small brush-like plants. When the group came to a particularly large downhill slope, Sam found his footing to be unstable, and the poor hobbit felt his feet slip out from under him. A yelp left his mouth, but before he could slide down, and most likely wipe out the rest of the group in front of him, the back of his jacket was grabbed and his fall halted. He turned to find a strange elf holding him up. The hobbit smiled and thanked the elf, but became confused when the soldier gave him an odd look and tilted his head to the side. The two shared a moment of awkward silence before another elf stepped in and saved them.
The new elf smiled at his fellow soldier and spoke briefly to him. Once he was done, the elf turned to the rather confused Sam and explained.
"Forgive my companion. He does not understand the common tongue. He is reasonably young, by our standards, and is yet to learn your language."
The gardener smiled and nodded before righting himself and continuing on. Although, he only got several feet before the entire group was stopped by the baritone voice of the marchwarden.
"Caras Galadhon…the heart of elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, lady of light."
Everyone within the fellowship gasped and their jaws dropped as they looked upon the heart of Lothlorien from their perch atop the overpass. The grouping of trees sparkled with the light from the elven city, and gave it an ethereal feel.
"Come, we must get you to see the Lord and Lady."
The group turned to see Haldir walking away once again. They were honesty disappointed that they weren't able to continue watching the area, but then again, they knew that where they were headed would allow them to gaze upon the beauty of the elven realm for as long as they wanted to.
"Eight there are, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him."
The calming voice of Celeborn floated over the group. None were able to respond immediately, for it was as if they were in a daze. They watched the two high elves with wide eyes as they took everything in. Things seemed slower within the elven realm, less rushed, and smoother. No one really knew why, but some had a decent guess. The feeling of ease came over the fellowship as soon the Lady of Light took her first steps around the corner. Once the fellowship realized that they had been asked a question, Aragorn opened his mouth to speak, yet Galadriel beat him to it.
"….he has fallen into shadow."
The fellowship bowed their heads for a moment, confirming the lady's thoughts. Sadness fell over the faces of all present, and accompanying it was a bout of awkward silence. However, not all was as still as it seemed while the fellowship and Lorien elves silently grieved. There was a conversation going on, just not in the public space.
Legolas currently had his brows furrowed together as Galadriel invaded his mind.
There is much you are hiding from us young one. There is much you haven't told us about what happened all those years ago. Why do you close yourself off from me? I do not intend you any harm. Thranduilion. Let me in…please Greenleaf, you do not need to worry.
The Mirkwood prince glanced up and looked directly into Galadriel's piercing eyes. He was captured by them instantly, and giving a small breath, he nodded slowly. Although, he regretted it soon after, for a sharp pain smashed into the front of his skull. It was so strong that the elf could barely keep himself upright. He tightly clenched his eyes shut as the three years of his capture flashed wildly before his eyes.
Blood splattered bodies and walls
Dead, lifeless eyes of his kin, slayed before him
Cold stone walls
Hacking coughs and wheezing breaths.
The dull sound of whips against skin
Screams of agony
The laughter of orcs piercing the air
Soon it was too much and the elf collapsed to the ground. He could hear the voices of Aragon, Haldir, and the hobbits calling to him, but they seemed so far away. It was as if Legolas was in a dream.
He wanted to call out for her to stop, for Galadriel to leave him be, but without his voice he couldn't do it vocally, and his mind was so overwhelmed that he couldn't call out to her through the link. Suddenly the images changed, and his body jerked forward.
The familiar voices calling out to him
Creaking hinges as the cell swung open
The overwhelming pain as he was jostled on the ride back to Mirkwood
Bedroom doors slamming shut in utter anger and helplessness
Hands shaking as he pressed the blade to his skin, desperate for release
That was when Legolas' panic took over, and he shook Galadriel from his mind. When the haze cleared, the prince found himself lying half-conscious on his back, flat on the ground. As he opened his eyes, he could see the blurred shapes of several beings above him, and immediately he began to fight back. All he could think about was the horror he had just seen, and the rational thought that these were his friends, fled him completely.
He lashed out suddenly, but his worries were quelled when he heard the voice of Aragorn.
"Legolas! Mellon-nin, clam down! Everything is going to be alright Legolas, but you need to calm down." (my friend)
The elf finally stilled, and squinted his eyes to focus on what was going on around him. He turned his head slightly, to find the ranger watching him carefully. The prince blinked a few times before he felt his throat clog, and water gather along his eyes. His chest heaved and convulsed as the first of his silent sobs left his throat. Ivory dropped over glassy ice-blue as the elf closed his eyes once more. He then felt arms wrap around his form as the man held him close.
"Hush now gwador-nin. Hush…." (my brother)
Legolas continued to cry as he gripped the man tightly, searching for comfort. After many moments of careful silence, the elf pulled away, and hastily wiped at his tears. He was horribly embarrassed that he had collapsed to the ground, and then dissolved into a sobbing fit in the middle of Lothlorien. The prince then scrambled away from Aragorn, and moved to his feet. He swayed a little, but he denied the help his friends offered as he turned to look upon the high elves.
The archer's eyes widened when he saw that Galadriel was leaning heavily against Celeborn, and many other elves were gathered around her, trying to help. Many minutes later, the Lady brushed off her many handlers and gracefully walked forward until he was standing in front of Legolas. She stared intently at prince for a while before she laid a loving hand on his forehead.
"My dear Legolas…oh my dear Greenleaf…you…."
Galadriel trailed off as she gave the elf a small smile before backing away a few steps.
"Please use this time to rest and recover. I will have someone escort you all to a place where you can stay. All of you except for you tithen-caun, I would like to speak with you." As an afterthought, she added in, "and Aragorn as well, for obvious reasons." (young prince)
Legolas nodded, but his face visibly fell at the thought.
The rest of the fellowship watched as the ranger stepped forward to place a hand on the elf's shoulder. They were about to turn away to leave the three to talk privately, but a sudden shout from the man made them whip their heads around in worry. The six pairs of eyes watched with sadness as the prince sprinted away into the woods.
Aragorn looked as though he were about to take chase, but Galadriel stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"Let me go Aragorn, I need to speak with him. I understand that you wish to help him, and I am well aware that you are normally called to talk for him, but right now he needs to speak for himself."
The ranger looked at her with confusion, but the longer he gazed into her eyes, the more he became sure that her path was the right way to walk. He nodded in consent, and turned towards the fellowship, ushering them towards the Lorien elf who was to show them where to go.
"Come, we need to leave him be for now. Legolas will be in good hands with Lady Galadriel."
"Never have I seen one so young carrying this many scars."
The archer whipped around to find the lady standing behind him. He blushed when he realized that he hadn't heard her approach from his perch. Legolas was currently sitting upon a stack of boulders by the bank of one of the Golden's Wood many small lakes. He bowed his head in greeting before turning back to look out over the water.
"I apologize for what happened earlier. Please know that I held no intention of causing you such harm."
Legolas nodded and turned to look at her. How he wished that he could speak to her! As if sensing his plight, Galadriel came to sit next to him. She then pulled a folded piece of parchment, quill, and bottle of ink from one of the large pockets in her robe.
"I brought these, I felt that you needed to speak for yourself."
The elf nodded, and quickly wrote down hannon lle (thank you). Galadriel dipped her head, and turned her gaze to the water.
"You most likely know this question is going to come. Why?"
Legolas' eyes widened, and he slowly moved to write. I felt the world I knew was gone. I had lost so much that I couldn't see the sun rising the next morning. I couldn't see that the next time I drew breath was going to be a moment in which I wanted to. Everything was changing, not just me, but the ones closest to me as well. No longer could I laugh with my father, or tell him what had happened during the day. The ones I called friends could barely stand to be around me, for all they could see were the scars that marred my skin and heart. But the worst of it all, was that I could no longer look at myself in the mirror without feeling that I was worthless. My pride was shattered, along with my spirit. Everything was growing darker no matter how I looked at the world, and that terrified me. I tried to fight, I honestly did but one day something snapped, and from that angle, the blade looked to be the best option.
The last few words were smeared with the tears dripping from his eyes. His hands began to shake, and that was when he felt the soft skin of Galadriel's own wrapped around them. Legolas looked up to find a bright smile staring at him.
"There is always a tomorrow penneth. You would do well to never forget that. Darkness always lingers, there is no way to avoid it, yet there is a way to live around it. Never should you seek to end a life as pure as your own. The light and life you are given by the Valar is not something to throw away, especially when it feels like there is no other option, for that is when we are able to see everything that is worth living for through the aid of the ones we love." (little one)
Legolas sniffed, and smiled towards the Lady. He gently pulled one hand from Galadriel's grip to write once again. Hannon lle (thank you). He then paused and looked up at the elleth, worrying his lip a little. I know that this is much to ask, but would you be willing to talk for a little while longer. Your company is greatly enjoyed.
Galadriel smiled and nodded.
"I would be honored Greenleaf."