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Aeweth

"I may be his sister..but I'm a quite different Elf."

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a character in “Beginning a New Path”, as played by shatari19

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{"I may be a Princess, but does that have to mean that I'm nothing else?” }
My Spirit Flies || Castle Walls || Shatter Me || Do What U Want || Better Days

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|{Name}|
Aeweth

|{Nickname}|
She does not have any as she has no friends nor does she allow her brother to call her anything save for her given name.

|{Eye Color}|
Blue

|{Sexuality}|
Heterosexual

|{Role}|
Princess of Mirkwood




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{"Why would you want to know anything about me?” }

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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|

â–ȘOften looks bored when talking to someone she sees beneath her
â–ȘHums whenever she's alone and bored
â–ȘFidgets when uncomfortable

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|

⚘Can Sing
⚘Horsemanship
⚘Bow and Arrow
⚘Agile

|{Flaws || Weakness}|

⚘Doesn't trust many beings
⚘Tires easily as she does not often get much exercise
⚘Insecure about her looks

|{Fears}|

ĂžDarkness
ĂžBeing Alone


|{Secrets}|
✀Cannot Swim✀

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{"Well..if you really want to know..” }




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|{Personality}|
Aeweth is a Princess through and through. She adores her people and to them, she is the kindest and most caring person they've ever met. However, once getting to know Aeweth, it is easy to see that she is not always this way. She can be selfish and spoiled yet if one were to push through the barriers that she puts up they would find a spirit unlike any they've ever met before. She does not laugh often save for when she's with her brother. However, even that has become a rare sight. She tends to act above people when she does not know them which could be part of the reason that she has no real friends.




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{"Well..if you insist.” }



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|{Likes}|

â–ČHorsesâ–ČNatureâ–ČMusicâ–ČElvesâ–ČStarsâ–ČLearning




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|{Dislikes}|

â–ŒDarknessâ–ŒColdâ–ŒEvilnessâ–ŒNot Getting Her Wayâ–ŒBeing Told What To Doâ–ŒDwarves




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|{Happiest Memory}|
"The day my Atar(father) gave me my first horse."

|{Saddest Memory}|
"Realizing how much my Atar truly could not stand the sight of me..for I reminded him of my Naneth(mother) which caused him great heartache."




So begins...

Aeweth's Story

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Character Portrait: Aeweth Character Portrait: Legolas Character Portrait: Sérëdhiel Character Portrait: Haldir

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Aeweth could never begin to think of a way to repay her brother for his kindness. He'd finally granted her his permission to travel to LothlĂłrien and to stay within the Golden Wood for an extended period. For as long as she could remember, Aeweth had wished with everything within herself to be able to go to the foreign Elven realm. It was there that she wished to study the ancient tomes that she could not see anywhere else. With the Lady Galadriel gone, there were only a few beings remaining that even wished to read such things. Aeweth had always dreamed of being able to heal and to be knowledgeable in the histories of their world.

Knowing that she even had the slightest chance at her dreams coming true, Aeweth found herself rather excited though forced herself to remain composed before those she was traveling with. Her brother had sent several guards to escort her, though they would return once she was safely with the small group that was supposed to be meeting them at the border. The only other Elf that had joined Aeweth on her journey was her maid, Melda. The maid was Aeweth's closest thing to a friend. Aeweth had asked the younger Elf to join her, not wanting to leave her behind.

Legolas had been far too kind to Aeweth. Though, the Princess knew that he had just wanted her out of Mirkwood. As of late, it had become quite obvious that the older Elf was growing power hungry. Aeweth had begun questioning him when they were alone and they had quickly gotten into arguments over their discussion. It was only a few weeks later that Legolas had brought up the trip. Aeweth had not cared what his reasons were but she was happy.

She had been informed that Haldir would be meeting them at the border. Aeweth suspected that the King had asked his friend to watch over her. Not that she minded. She'd always liked Haldir. Though many thought him rather cold..he'd never been that way with her. As a child, Aeweth would often ask him of the battles he'd been in or any other stories that he knew. That had been when her Atar had not been able to see her Naneth every time he looked at her.

Aeweth had not seen Haldir since those times. Once her father had begun seeing his deceased wife in Aeweth's face, their time spent together son came to an end. She'd heard of the Battle at Helms Deep. Her brother had told her what had happened there. Of how close to death Haldir had come. She was quick to push those thoughts from her mind.

The Princess was currently sitting atop her horse, Gilroch. She rode, surrounded by guards with Melda slightly behind her. The two women had been fairly silent for most of the day. Aeweth's mind had been far too preoccupied to speak with anyone. "My Princess, the border approaches."

Aeweth had to admit that at hearing those words she became slightly nervous. She straightened out invisible creases in her dress. She then made sure that her long hair looked presentable as well. She tried to convince herself that she needed to represent her realm.

Within a few minutes, they'd reached the border. The small group from Mirkwood brought their horses to a stop. Aeweth knew that they would have to get all the normal pleasantries out of the way before they could continue on to Caras Galadhon. One of her guards approached Haldir, giving the other Elf a slight bow. They spoke for a moment and Aeweth was glad that she was hidden from the older Elf. However, that did not last long. Soon, the guards were moving out of the way. Aeweth moved her horse forward, coming to stop before Haldir. Her blue eyes took him in, eyeing him. "Greetings to you, Marchwarden. The King sends his regards and would like to thank you for allowing me to stay within your realm."

She was being formal with him. Acting as if she'd never met him before. However, she suddenly smiled at him slightly. She nudged her horse into a slow walk, moving past the older Elf. She knew that if he followed her suddenly, then her brother had asked him to watch her. She was curious. However, she allowed her gaze to rise to the trees above them. It had been far too long since last she'd visited this beautiful place. Aeweth found herself wanting to speak with Haldir though had no idea what to say to him. Melda soon appeared off to her side, eyeing the Princess. Aeweth knew that her maid would likely ask her what was wrong..at least they would be in private before that would happen.





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It had been so hard for him to send Aeweth to LothlĂłrien. However, he could not have her getting angry with him for his current plans. He had far too much to worry about without having to worry for her as well. Which is what had led Legolas to offer to send her to the Golden Wood. At first, he'd simply written to Haldir. He'd asked the older Elf how safe their realm was right now, where his sister would stay, and if the Marchwarden would watch over Aeweth. Only once he'd received a letter from Haldir back had he finally confirmed the trip with his sister.

The way her face had lit up had made it worth it. He'd been more than happy to give her what she wanted. Legolas knew that she'd been trying to get their father to allow it for a long time. With Aeweth gone from Mirkwood, Legolas could not concentrate on more pressing matters. He turned from the railing on the balcony, heading back into the palace. There were many within the large palace but..it seemed almost empty inside. Without his sister's light, he was alone.

He pushed the thought from his mind, quickly making his way to the throne room. He took a seat, relaxing into the large seat. It still amazed him that he was now King. His Atar had stepped down, wanting to have some time to cope with all that had happened. The darkness that had tried to take over the world had taken its toll on the older Elf. Currently, his Atar had taken to locking himself within his rooms. Legolas had tried speaking to the older Elf but to no avail.

However, he planned to continue trying. It was his hope that by the time Aeweth returned to Mirkwood that their Atar would be moving about the Palace and would want to see his daughter. Legolas was not blind. He knew that his Atar did not bother much with the youngest of their family..and he knew why. Even Legolas could see their Naneth in Aeweth's appearance. He just wasn't bothered by it in the same way that the former King was.

That morning, Legolas saw quite a few different beings. The most important, though, was the Captain of the Guard. Legolas sent all from the throne room save for his Captain. They remained alone together for a long time. Legolas was wanting his Elves to push farther into neighboring land. He wanted more...no. Needed more power..and he would have it.

The Elven King suddenly rose from his seat. "You will bring news of victory to me...or you are not to return at all. This is a most important task that I have given you. Do not fail me." Legolas walked off then, knowing that he would have his victory soon. The King walked slowly through the Palace. He did not have any other plans for the day. Something he was glad of.

It had been some time since he'd had any free time. Legolas made his way through the more..unused routes in the Palace. He felt no need to be found by anyone right then. He soon found himself in the Royal Garden. It was a beautiful area, surrounded by trees and brightly colored flowers. The King moved slowly, taking in the scenery. He and Aeweth would often take strolls together through the beautiful area.

It was relaxing, something that he needed. Legolas suddenly found himself at the small pool of water that was filled with fish. He stopped at the edge, looking down. His Naneth had been the one that had filled the pool..had kept this garden beautiful. After her passing, Aeweth had taken it upon herself to oversee its caretaking. With her gone now, he would need someone else to do that. He could not bear to see the Garden wither away.

It was something he would set about looking into later on in the day. A look of deep concentration suddenly graced his features. The path that he was now going down would not be an easy one. It was a path that he would have to walk down alone. Yet, if anyone could do it..it was Legolas.

He suddenly sunk to the ground, landing on knees. He continued watching the water. How much easier life was before he'd become King. Now, he had so much more to worry about. Not that he truly minded. He rather enjoyed his new position but it was tiring. Of course, he also missed adventuring as he had with Aragorn and Gimli. Perhaps in the near future he'd be able to get away to visit with them..and perhaps he'd be able to see his sister as well. He would see.

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Character Portrait: Aeweth Character Portrait: Legolas Character Portrait: Sérëdhiel Character Portrait: Haldir

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Sérëdhiel was alseep in her silk woven sheets, she'd had for many years. A lot of what mad up her small cottage was left behind rubble of a long forgotten realm. The Mountains Elves had once been peaceful, her father had been a great royal much like Thraunduil and Galadriel. However, those memories were distant and faded. Now Sérëdhiel lived alone, her only companions the creatures who take shelter in the shadows of her Mountains. She was considered a witch to most, they thought of her as an ugly hag. They were wrongs, her beauty had remained timeless just like her bitterness towards her own races, the Elves.

Her sleep was light, the forlorn howling of a wolf woke her. Danger was lurking she could feel it crawling under her skin. She sat up her long raven hair falling in beautiful looses waves to her hips. She let out a breath that nearly froze in the frigid air. She wore a beautful white nightgown that had once belonged to her mother. She stepped off her bed and with steps as fluid as water and as light as feathers she staggered to the window, her body was weak from the flood of visions she'd been having lately.

She lend against the wall for support peering out the window into the mist and darkness that surrounded. A chill ran up her spine as the howling of the wolves grew closer and louder. She started to cough, her body heaving violently, her throat was suddenly dry and burning like dry fire was consuming her insides. Hell fire, will reign upon Middle Earth. You will do well to stay away from the chaos, my child of darkness. a voice hissed loudly in her head, the hissing was almost painful and debilitating. Sera covered her ears as if willing the terrible voice to go away.

It had happen he'd been freed. She'd put off traveling to Mirkwood far to long. Sure Burzum's attack would be cautioned and well executed, they still had time. She'd been fighting a battle with herself whether to let the elves who she'd once cared so much for parish or to help them. She was their only hope, with out her knowledge, they'd never see the dragon coming. She'd seen the different paths play out she'd seen Legolas and his soon to be queen burn to death, the Hobbits in the Shire slaughtered, and Sauron rise. If she told Legolas, they stood a chance.

The hissing of the demonic dragon's voice cesed and she pulled her body from the floor quickly dressing quickly in her most presentable dress , she secured the purple grey hood on top her head, letting her hair fall in it's loose wave around her face. She slipped out of her cottage and at her door sat a pack of black wolves, on their guard. Their yellow eyes watching intently for threats a low choir of growls coming from them and any other being in their right mind might be terrified, but they were guarding her protecting her because she cared for them.

She slipped past the wolves and as if on cue they stood and flowed her making a circle around her, letting predators know they'd have to get through them to get to her. Her horse reared up as if spooked, but settled instantly and her soothing words.

“Equinox, slow and steady.” she breathed and the horse snorted stamping it's feet several times. She leaped onto the back of the horse, bareback. The wolves filed in around the horse, never faltering in there protective postures ready to attack. She ran her hand along the horses neck a slowly, before she sat up right. “Do not stop. We travel to the realm of the wooldand elves.” she spoke as if ordering an army, yet they were mere animals and they understood the horse reared up again, before they were off.

She'd ridden through the night and much of the next day before they found their selves at Mirkwoods edge. Her heart raced inside her chest and the wolves let out another low choir of hauntingly eerie grows. Equinox stomped his hoof impatiently waiting for her order as if able to sense her anxieties of returning to the very wold she'd been banished from.
“Fall back, I wish for none of you to be harmed.” with those words the wolves scattered, but would not leave her alone, they would simply stay hidden. She clicked and softly tapped the black stallion in his sides with the heels of her boots and they were off again.


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The Sealed Kingdom



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The first letter Haldir had received from his old friend had been a long time coming. After the battle in Helms Deep it had taken sometime for the Marchwarden to heal. Even now he still faced hadn't fully healed. Before he'd been so close to death that he could taste it. He'd convinced himself that it was the angel of death, that he'd been that close to death. He'd seen a women with dark hair only, he'd awoken sometime later and the taste of death had faded. He'd been kept in a room alone for quite sometime so he could be cared after. He'd sustain injuries so bad, most were shocked when he'd come walking out of the room.

He'd been thrilled to answer Legolas with a yes, he' look after the youngest royal of Mirkwood. She was a sweet girl, always curious in adventure and what was beyond the wall of the palace. Not to mention it would give him something to do to bid his time. Since the Fellowship had gone their separate ways and Galadriel's departure from the Golden Woods, things had been perfectly boring. There wasn't much to guard, because now Middle Earth had retreated back to peace and harmony. The bond between Man and Elf had been mended, The Shire was quite again, and Mordor was nothing but a distant quite memory.

He winced as he dressed in his best attire to greet the princess. It wasn't his usual Marchwarden draping, it was much more presentable. He still had a slight sharp pain between his shoulder blades whenever he moved a certain way. He didn't mind it though, because he hadn't died and so a little bit of pain was nothing and the scare etched into his perfect porcelain skin made for a good story.

Once he finished dressing he'd gotten word that the Princess was nearing into the city and so he made his way quickly. His brother's Rumil and Orophin coming to join him, like always proudly by his side while a few other elves joined him as well their bow rested in their hand and their arrows perched on their backs as they made their way out of the beautiful city and to the boarders. They got their almost the same time as he Mirkwood group.

One of the guards had approached him and despite the group of elves with the princess being the furthest thing from a threat possible, his men were still on guard. He spoke with the Mirkwood guard for a few moment, with a node he gave the group approval to continue. A large white beast came to a halt in front of him and he looked up glancing to the beautiful women who sat upon the horse. She'd grown up quite a bit and she was even more beautiful then he remembered.

"Greetings to you, Marchwarden. The King sends his regards and would like to thank you for allowing me to stay within your realm." she spoke respectfully as if they'd ever met and a small smile came to her lips, making it clear that she recognized him and a light smirk fell upon the Marchwarden's lips.
She moved her horse forward then and without hesitation he followed. He rested a hand on the side of her horse as he walked slowly beside it. “We are honored to have you my princess.” he spoke calmly and his usual cold tone was much warmer towards her. “Caras Galadhon has long awaited your arrival. Celeborn has planned quite the welcoming ball in your honor.” He said glancing up to the young princess as he continued to walk along side her.



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Character Portrait: Aeweth Character Portrait: Legolas Character Portrait: Sérëdhiel Character Portrait: Haldir

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Haldir had moved after her quickly, causing Aeweth to smile. Of course Legolas would have someone watching over her. She was only glad that it was the Elf walking next to her. “We are honored to have you my princess. Caras Galadhon has long awaited your arrival. Celeborn has planned quite the welcoming ball in your honor.” Aeweth turned her gaze back to Haldir, smiling at his words. "A ball? Your Lord honors me." She paused, glancing to her maid. The other woman simply smiled. "And here I have none to escort me." She laughed lightly, clearly in high spirits.

Aeweth turned her attention fully back to the male Elf. She allowed her gaze to look over him for a short moment. As far as she could tell, Haldir seemed healed from the wounds he'd sustained from the battle..however she knew that looks could be deceiving. "My brother informed me of what happened in Helms Deep." She said, concern showing up on her face.

"How are you fairing?" She asked softly. She was glad that, though the LothlĂłrien wardens were still with them, that they were giving her and Haldir space. Melda soon had as well, finding herself in conversation with one of the other Elves. Aeweth gave Haldir long enough to answer her before speaking again. "I was so worried when Legolas told me what had happened. It would have brought great sadness to my heart should your light had vanished from our world."

What she said was the truth. She'd always adored Haldir..even if she'd not been able to see him for such a long time. She could not imagine never being able to see the male Elf again. However, she pushed the thoughts from her mind. He was not gone, walking right next to her in fact and was giving her his attention. It did not seem to take them too long before they'd reached the stables that were located just as they entered the city of Caras Galadhon. Aeweth brought her horse to a stop, a stablehand quickly taking the reins. The Princess had to admit that she was glad to finally be there.

She then moved, slowly dismounting the horse. She allowed Haldir to help her if he wished it. Once on the ground, Aeweth was informed that her things would be taken to the suite she would be staying in. She thanked the Elf and then turned back to Haldir. Melda would go with their things, making sure that everything arrived and was put into the proper rooms. Aeweth, however, was to meet with Celeborn immediately.

She allowed Haldir to take the lead, making sure to take in everything that they passed. It was easy for Aeweth to quickly become uncomfortable. There were quite a few eyes on her. Not that she really minded but it was something that she was not used to. She remained near Haldir though kept a respectable distance between them. She was fairly silent as they made their way to the palace.

Aeweth followed Haldir to the throne room, now only inhabited by Lord Celeborn. The King rose when he saw the pair enter. "Dearest one, too long has it been since last you visited." He said, a smile on his face. The taller Elf moved to Aeweth, pulling her into a hug. When she used to visit the realm, Aeweth had spent much time with Galadriel and Celeborn. After their daughter had sailed to Valinor, it was wonderful to have the young Mirkwood Princess within in the Palace. She grew quite close to the rulers of LothlĂłrien.

As Celeborn pulled back he turned to Haldir. "You may leave us, Haldir. I would like to speak to Aeweth for a bit. Though, if you wish to wait for her..I won't keep her too long and then you may escort her to her suite." Aeweth smiled at Haldir, happy at the thought of seeing him again. They waited until Haldir was gone before together they began walking towards the throne. Once there, Celeborn picked up a small jewelry box. He then turned back to her. "My wife loved you like a daughter..as do I. She..left this for you. She wanted you to have it."

He handed the small box to Aeweth, who opened it. What was contained within was Nenya, Galadriel's ring. She didn't know what to say. The Princess remained silent for a long time before she finally thanked Celeborn. He went on to explain how the ring was tied into the realm, of how Galadriel had used it to protect the realm. They did not speak for much longer, Celeborn sending her on her way.

She had kept the ring in the box, making her way from the throne room. As she exited the room, her eyes fell to Haldir. She had no idea why Galadriel had wanted her to have the ring..but for now she would say nothing. She smiled at the Elf "I believe that you're supposed to escort me to my rooms? I would like to get ready for the Ball. I certainly can't go looking like this." She laughed, threading her arm through one of Haldir's.





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After some time had passed, Legolas finally rose. He dusted off his clothing, straightened his crown. He had to look every bit the part of King. He sighed softly before turning and slowly leaving the garden that had so long ago held such happiness. He masked his face, just as his father had taught him to do. He didn't need anyone noticing that he was not in such high spirits. He walked through the Palace once again.

The life of a King. He could have anything that he wanted. Or so he'd been taught. He'd slowly come to believe that. Even Aeweth had begun teasing him about his new attitude. She even asked him what Gimli would think of him to only have Legolas walk off, ignoring her for the following week. The memory brought a small smile to his face.

Suddenly, a guard approached him. The Elf bowed before quickly speaking. "There is an intruder in the forest." Legolas looked at the Elf in confusion. It had been some time since anyone save for their own people had been within the realm. "Do we know who or what this intruder is?" The guard admitted that he did not sure.

Legolas was silent for a moment before he finally spoke. "Send a small scouting party out. Follow this intruder. If they are heading for the city, intercept them. If they are a friend, they may continue, escorted. An enemy..arrest them and bring them here. I will deal with them once they have arrived. Go." The guard quickly bowed and took off, heading to do as the King had ordered.

He'd hoped to have an easy day. He was quick to make his way back to the throne room, taking a seat upon the large throne. There were guards within the large room though Legolas paid no attention to them. He had more pressing matters now. Who would have ventured within the realm of Mirkwood? There were not many who would do so..not unless they had business there. What could they want?

He took a deep breath, waiting patiently. It was times like these that he wished his Atar was not locked away. The older Elf would have known what to do. Legolas had yet to have anything truly out of the ordinary to happen. He was fairly happy. His little sister was out of his hair, doing what she wished to do and Legolas was set to marry a fair maiden that his father had arranged for him. He'd come to care for the Elf though it had been some time since he'd saw her last. It was at that moment that he suddenly got an uneasy feeling.

Almost as if he sensed a changing wind. He tried to ignore it. This intruder meant nothing. They would be dealt with and Legolas would return to his life as usual. The doors to the throne room opened and the King sat a bit straighter, trying to look overly important. Whoever he was meeting with would soon realize that they should not have come to the woodland realm uninvited.

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Sérëdhiel wasn't stupid, she knew getting through the realm of the Woodland elves would not be easy. The second they saw her, she'd be considered a danger she didn't look like them nor did she look like any man. The Mountain elves had been forgotten ages ago, they'd either try and kill her or capture her and there was no way in hell she was letting that happen. She saw a line of white horse, Mirkwood's guards sat on top each one, ready to attack if need be. Her black horse didn't back down and he wouldn't unless she told him to even as they lifted their arrows to fire at her, he continued to run at full speed.

“Veer right.” She breathed to the horse but it was not in her native elven tongue nor any other language spoken by elf or man. Fluidly, without faltering Equinox did as he was told and he moved quickly. They seemed surprised by her sudden change in direction and as if she'd called upon them the pack was back, allowing her to pass the elves and sacrificing themselves as a distraction.

As she rode into the main part elves stared and there whispers were loud in her ears but she ignored them, she had to get to Legolas before his guards caught up and she could here the angry hoofs on the dirt as the closed in behind her. Had the group of guard's he sent been bigger, she might have not escaped. She jumped off the back of her horse while he was still in motion.

There was a yelp that was loud in her ears before there was a sharp pain that stab through her chest and she groaned in pain, fighting to stay standing. "Liekos." she breathed the wolves name, they'd killed him and that set off her temper. Now she had a driving force, now she had to get to Legolas no matter what she had to do. The wolf had sacrificed his life for her, she'd make sure it was not in vein. Her chest jolted forward and her shoulders back like something had stabbed her, before she let out a breath one that had a soft blue glow to it floated in front of her for a moment, before it dissipated like smoke.

He'd died, a part of her had died. As much pain as her body was in and as weak as she was she couldn't stop. She willed her body up the stairs and quickly pushed the doors to the Palace open. It had been at least a thousand or more years since she'd stepped foot in Mirkwood, let alone the palace but she still knew it like the back of her hand, She headed straight for the throne room. The other guards to terrified to stop her, she fit the description of the Witch of the Misty Mountains to a T. She was the witch and they all knew it. Even as warm as the weather was there was a cold chill the lingered in the air.

With what strength she had she pushed the large doors of the throne room open and another loud whimper hit, another wave of pain her wolves were dying. Two of the gaurds came in behind her grabbing her roughly before she could continue on, she held the young King's eyes boldly. "Legolas, call them off. I beg of you." was all she was able to manage in a breathy voice. She wondered if he'd even remembered her or if he even cared enough. She wasn't entirely sure what to except from the power hungry king.



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"A ball? Your Lord honors me." she spoke and he was glad that she was excited. He was unsure of the last time the young princess had been to a ball that was for her. When Legolas had taken the throne there had been a ball, but for him. "And here I have none to escort me." She laughed lightly and a small smile came to his face. "My brother informed me of what happened in Helms Deep." she spoke of the battle he would not soon forget and he turned his eyes back to hers, only to meet her gaze. "How are you fairing?" She asked, concern staining her voice.

He wasn't sure what to tell her. He'd almost died that was the reality of it. Most were shocked he'd even made out so well, he'd sustained horrible injuries, that Elves weren't supposed to survive. he sighed softly glancing to meet her gaze that had fallen away when he'd started thinking of what to tell her.

"I am well." he said simply, willing the conversation to be over. He knew his dear friend Legolas well enough to know he did not want to princess exposed to such brutality, so he would spare the details.

"I was so worried when Legolas told me what had happened. It would have brought great sadness to my heart should your light had vanished from our world." she continued and he was happy to hear that although he kept his face passive.
Finally they arrived and Celeborn dismissed him. He gave a nod before he slipped out of the room to wait for the princess outside. Elves bustled around, getting the place ready for the ball. It had been quite a while since the place moved about so busily. Everything had been tranquil ever since the ring had been destroyed there were no pressing matters. No dangerous creatures lurking, and no one threating to steal the light of the elves. It was all a bit boring if Haldir was being honest, not that he'd ever speak out about it.

Finally the young princess emerged from the large throne room a beautiful grown up smile, quite different then the one he remembered on her lips. She was way more beautiful then he remembered. He offered his arm to her and she threaded her arm through his as she spoke. "I believe that you're supposed to escort me to my rooms? I would like to get ready for the Ball. I certainly can't go looking like this."

He nodded with a small, yet very uniform smile on his lips. "Of course." he said as they walked towards the room that had been prepared for her. "You also can't go with out an escort my lady and if you feel so inclined, I'd be honored to walk along side you." he said calmly as he glanced to her.





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Aeweth allowed Haldir to lead as she walked with him. He was quick to speak, causing the young Elf to look up at him. "You also can't go with out an escort my lady and if you feel so inclined, I'd be honored to walk along side you." His words caused her to continue smiling. She could even begin to remember the last time she'd been in such high spirits. "I could think of nothing else that would please me more." She said honestly.

For the remainder of the walk, Aeweth spoke with Haldir. She was simply glad that the day was going so well. When they'd reached the room, Aeweth turned to Haldir. "Thank you." She said softly. She was not just thanking him for escorting her to the room or to the ball..but for easing Legolas's mind enough that she was allowed to finally return to the realm. She then promised that she would meet him outside of the large ball room a few minutes before the ball was set to begin.

She parted ways with the older Elf then, heading into the room. Melda was already there, a bath drawn for the Princess. Melda was quick to usher the Princess to the bathroom so that she could begin getting ready for the evening. It would not take Aeweth too long to get ready. Her hair and makeup would be the longest. The Princess got into her dress and then sat down, allowing Melda to begin work on her hair. It had been some time since she'd worn it straight and it was almost..strange.

However, once Melda was done Aeweth was quite pleased with her appearance. The Princess then rose from her seat and then was getting ready to leave, to meet Haldir when she paused. The small box that Celeborn had given her sat almost forgotten on the dresser. Aeweth picked it up, opening the small box..pulling the ring out. If Galadriel wished her to have it..to wear it..then she would.

The Princess put the ring on her finger, surprised to find it was a perfect fit. She then exited the room, Melda following behind her. The trek to the ball room did not take long as she was staying in the palace. She made her way down the stairs and came to stand near on of the pillars, out of sight from the common Elves that were still entering. "Go ahead. I'll be along in a moment." She told the girl. Melda bowed, heading inside to enjoy the evening.

Honestly, she was nervous. She could not even begin to remember the last ball that she'd gone to where she'd been the center of attention. She was trying not to fidget, a terrible habit of hers. She could see inside from her current location. As far as she could tell, they were all in quite high moods. It was a good thing. For too long the world had not had cause for celebration.





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Legolas was unsure of how long he waited before the doors to the throne room were open forcibly. The King did not moving, his gaze quickly falling to whoever had dared enter in such a manner. At first, he did not see the woman's face. Two of his guards were quick to grab her. Within a short moment, however, her gaze found his. Legolas held her gaze steadily.

"Legolas, call them off. I beg of you." The woman managed. That voice. The King's eyes widened slightly. It couldn't be. No. She was dead. His Atar had told him as much..and why would he lie. There was no way that she was here now, in front of him. He rose slowly from the throne, his gaze never leaving her. She certainly looked like Sérëdhiel..but it simply couldn't be her.

Call them off? What was she talking about? He acted, quickly asking the guards to release the woman. They hesitated, unsure if they should do so or not. "I said..RELEASE her." They did so finally, backing away. He then ordered teh small patrol brought back to the palace immediately. Then, like that, they were left alone. The King slowly made his way to the Elf.

He then bent so that he could look her in the eye. "Tell me, how are you here? You are supposed to be dead." He paused, allowing the woman to speak. "I simply cannot believe that you are before. I'm..finally going mad." All of the stress that he'd been going through was finally catching up to him. He was seeing a ghost. One that he'd thought that he'd never see.

After a moment, he was sure that she'd spoken, Legolas reached out to her, still not believing that she was real. He'd cared for her once. A very long time ago. It had nearly crushed him when his father had told him that she was dead. Finally snapping out of his frozen stance, the King suddenly pulled the woman into a tight hug. There was quite a bit of feeling behind the hug. He had missed her terribly and he found that he was afraid to release her..afraid that she would disappear.

Legolas finally released the Elf, his gaze resting on her. "I am most glad that you are standing here, before me. Though..I do not understand. My Atar said..." He fell silent. Perhaps that was the problem. It wouldn't be the first time that his Atar had lied to him. Nor would it be the last. "Tell me, Sérëdhiel, why are you here now?" If she'd been alive all this time, why was she only now returning? Surely she knew that he would have wished to know that she was okay?

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The King ordered them to relese her and she almost wished he hadn't and she was glad when they hesitated, because she wasn't entirely sure that she could hold herself up. Not only had one of her animals died, but two, not to mention her body was still weak from the flood of visons over the past couple of days.

"I said..RELEASE her." He said once more and this time they backed away and she fell to her knees just like she knew she would. Her body felt numb, it wasn't long before they were all alone, in the emptiness of his throne room. At even though he was their, right there. The room felt lonely. He bent down in front of her and she held his eyes. "Tell me, how are you here? You are supposed to be dead." He paused trying to reason with the sanity of his own mind. "I simply cannot believe that you are before. I'm..finally going mad."

Thraunduil had made it abundantly clear that she'd never be good enough for his son and that was partly the reason he'd sent her way, her and Legolas were too close for his liking. He'd also sent her away, because her visons terrified him they were rarely good visions, back then they'd only brought news of a terrible tragedy to come, The One Ring. She should have figured his father would have lied, it kept Legolas from coming after her.


After a painfully long moment he pulled her close hugging her and her skin both burned and crawled. It had been so long since she'd ben touched by another being. His touch was like fire even through the fabric of her clothing. She'd forgotten completely what that had felt like and her broken heart seemed to shatter completely realizing that even now that he knew she was alive, they'd never be together, he was to be married to another royal. He let her and his eyes met her again and she couldn't hide the pain that plagued her deep blue eyes.


"I am most glad that you are standing here, before me. Though..I do not understand. My Atar said..." he trailed of letting it fall silent and her jaw clenched. She knew what his father said, the lie he'd told him to keep them apart. Legolas had, had no choice but to move on. While she'd had to watch him and Aeweth from her visions and in her dreams. "Tell me, Sérëdhiel, why are you here now?"

She let silence fall between them as she stood and took a few steps back creating distance. She hadn't expected him to touch her and that had broke her down, she'd thought she could face him but she'd been sadly mistaken. She took as breath and let it back out slowly. His words played in her head again. You are supposed to be dead...My Atar said... she could feel all her built up anger taking control of her emotions.

"I would have been better off dead." she breathed. Her eyes finding his. "Who did you think they referring to when they talked of the Witch who hid in the Misty Mountains? Who do you think saved Haldir?" she spat harshly trying to hide the betrayal in her voice. "You choose to believe your Ater, because you were too afraid to fight. You had to please him. I was here one day and gone the next Legolas." she breathed and she knew it was unfair to blame him but she couldn't stop herself.

She looked away then. She wasn't here to dig up a relationship that was forgotten. She was here to warn him of what was to come. She looked away from him for a moment before turning her eyes back to his and composing herself.

"I apologize, my king." she said much calmer bowing to him. "I've come to warn you, for there is a grave danger lurking in Middle earth, a monster as been awoken."



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"I could think of nothing else that would please me more." He said honestly and she was so excited he could practically feel her energy. He was happy that he could keep her happy, if she was happy it meant the King of the Woodland Realm was pleased. They walked for a bit longer before they paused at her door and she thanked him. However she wasn't just thinking him for walking her to her room, there was more to the thank you and he simply nodded and headed to his own room to ready himself for the ball.

For the most part the Marchwarden was ready, aside from his hair that he braided in a more formal style. Finally he was informed that is was time to head to the ball. He walk calmly, there was a kind of fluidity to his walk much like all elves. His brother's followed close behind him one on either side, after he'd returned from Helms Deep they'd taken it upon themselves to see to it that he was not exhausting himself. It was annoying sometimes they were a little overbearing, but to be honest he was grateful for them.

When he finally reached the doors outside the large ballroom, Aeweth was waiting and she looked beautiful. He kept his eyes on her as he approached and as his heart raced inside his chest, he stayed calm on the outside. He'd known Aeweth since before she was an adult, but their was something about her now that made him anxious. Not that he minded all that much, because he was practically trained to stay passive in the most stressful situations.

"Princess, you look stunning." He said simply offering his arm to her once again. "Just like your mother." he breathed with a soft smile on his lips. He glanced to her hand noticing Galadriel's ring on her finger, that must have been what Celeborn needed to speak with her about and now that he was thinking it was more then likely the reason for the ball. "Ready?" He asked just as the doors to the large ball room opened wide reveling the beautiful crafted, gold laced ballroom As the doors opened the Elves that were already inside ceased there dancing for the moment and all eyes fell on Aeweth.

The music was the only thing that played consistently. Haldir took the lead, lading her flawlessly into the room. He could tell that she seemed a bit taken back by the overwhelming-ness of it all. It was a lot to taken in especially for someone like her who was in no other terms used to living in her brothers shadow, but this was all for her.

As the entered the room he paused in the middle of the dance floor, all eyes still on them as he lend in close. "They want us to dance, it's only proper this is your party you set the pace.." he said with a smirk and with that he turned her gently to face him, he was slightly taller then her and had to look down at her, he gave her a reassuring smile before he started to lead her and the others around them started dancing again.




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Aeweth turned only as she heard Haldir's voice. "Princess, you look stunning." She smiled at him, happily taking the male Elf's offered arm. "Just like your mother." Haldir continued. Aeweth simply continued smiling at his words. She had only very few memories of her mother and in truth she did not even remember what her mother looked like. However, she did not allow the thought to bother her. "Ready?" Aeweth nodded at Haldir's question. Though she was still nervous, simply being with Haldir had seemed to help.

The doors opened, allowing them to enter the ballroom. She had been here before though it had been a very long time. It was easy to see that Celeborn had wished for this night to be one that all who attended would remember for a very long time. Suddenly, the Princess realized that the Elves' eyes were on her. She froze, though only for a short moment as Haldir took the lead. Something that she was glad of. She was not used to having the attention on her. For nearly all of her life she had lived behind Legolas's shadow.

Aeweth was suddenly trying not to fidget, succeeding somewhat. Together, they came to a stop in the middle of the dance floor. Haldir was suddenly leaning in close to her, speaking. "They want us to dance, it's only proper this is your party you set the pace.." She allowed him to turn her so that they were facing each other. She looked up at the taller Elf to see that he was smiling at her once again. She returned it as they took up the proper positions and began dancing.

Those around them began dancing once again. Aeweth had to admit that she was quickly forgetting about her nervousness. She also rather enjoyed hers and Haldir's closeness. She knew that, though he'd escorted her to the ball that she would have to dance with others as well. It was her duty as a unbound Princess. Until the day that she found the one she was meant to be with and she'd given herself to him in the ritual..this was just something that she would have to do.

The dance did not last nearly as long as Aeweth would have liked. She thanked Haldir for the dance, as was proper. She been about to say something to him when suddenly a young Elf interrupted. "Forgive the intrusion, my Princess..Marchwarden. I was wondering, my Lady, if you would honor me with a dance?" In truth, Aeweth would have preferred to remain with Haldir. However, she could not.

"Of course." She replied, turning briefly to Haldir. "I will see you in a few dances? I suspect that there will be others that will wish to dance as well." She went silent, allowing him to answer. The young Elf waited patiently as the Princess spoke with her escort. She glanced to the Elf behind her for a moment before looking back to Haldir. "I'm sorry." She said, allowing him to see that truly, she would have preferred to remain with him.

A few short moments later, she left with the other Elf. They took up the proper positions and soon another dance began. One after another she partook in, each with a different Elf. However, it soon became clear to Aeweth that she would not be able to get away so easily. She began looking for a chance. This chance soon appeared as the current Elf that she'd been dancing with turned his attention from her as another called to him. She moved quickly, making her way through the throng of Elves. None seemed to notice her, something that she was grateful of.

She exited onto the balcony, happy for a moment where everyone around her was not vying for her attention. She allowed herself to lean on the the railing slightly, looking out over the Realm. She felt bad about not going straight to Haldir but she doubted that she would have been able to spend much time with him for a long period of time. This saddened her. She found herself wishing only to spend time with the older Elf..something that struck her as odd. Yes, she'd always liked him..had adored him as a child. Now, though..it was..different and she did not understand it.





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He watched as Sérëdhiel moved a bit, putting some distance between them. Legolas did not expect her to suddenly speak in such a way. "I would have been better off dead." Her words caused the King to slightly tilt his head in confusion. "Who did you think they referring to when they talked of the Witch who hid in the Misty Mountains? Who do you think saved Haldir? You choose to believe your Ater, because you were too afraid to fight. You had to please him. I was here one day and gone the next Legolas."

Sérëdhiel's words were harsh though he had allowed her to speak until she was finished. It was..like she was blaming him for something though he was unsure of what he was being blamed for. The Elf looked from him then but Legolas continued to watch her. A moment of silence passed before she looked back to him. "I apologize, my king." Legolas was at least glad that her tone was no longer angry as it had been moments before. "I've come to warn you, for there is a grave danger lurking in Middle earth, a monster has been awoken."

The King continued to remain silent for a moment longer. A monster? What was Sérëdhiel speaking of? "What are you speaking of? There has been no dangers since the fall of Sauron." He waited, allowing her to explain. Legolas felt as if something of danger to the world would have been noticed by someone before now. He turned suddenly as Sérëdhiel finished explaining.

He made his way from the female Elf, making his way back to the throne. He sat down, his gaze quickly finding Sérëdhiel once again. "And how would you come to know such a thing when none else have taken notice?" In his youth, Legolas would have simply believed her. However, now, he needed proof. He was a King and had an entire kingdom to look after. He would never allow darkness into Mirkwood again. They had just cleansed the forest of the evil that had long resided there and he did not wish to be the one to allow it back.

After she'd gone silent again, Legolas brought a hand up to his face while in thought. If there truly was a new evil within their world..they would need to act quickly. All of the kingdoms in the world would need to be informed. "If this is all true then we must do something. Not acting will only bring destruction and death to the world." He went silent once again.

He knew that first he would need to deal with his sister. He could not simply just go off in hopes of defeating a new foe without her knowing. "I will need to travel to LothlĂłrien. Lord Celeborn will need to be informed and then it must be decided the best course of action to take. Thank you for bringing this to my attention." He assumed that she would leave again. After all, he'd not seen her in such a very long time.

Legolas paid no mind that he was being a tad bit rude. Since becoming King..he'd changed quite a bit. He was no longer the same person he'd been so long ago. He still loved the thought of adventure even though he was well aware that he should not ever go on one again. Should he die before producing an heir, the kingdom would be thrown into chaos. He also had a wedding that was quickly approaching.

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"What are you speaking of? There has been no dangers since the fall of Sauron." he asked and she wasn't sure coming there had been a good idea after all. Brurzum would rip her apart limb by limb if he found that she was the one who'd betrayed him. Not that she was on any particular side, however because of the darkness that radiated off of him, she had an instant connection with the beast.
"The father of all dragons has been awoken." She breathed the words quietly almost cautiously. "He intends to bring a terrible darkness upon Middle Earth." she breathed, her words were stained with truth, although she wasn't sure the king would believe her. All she had was her words. She watched him make his way back to his throne and she could tell he didn't want to believe her. He wasn't the Legolas she once knew and although she'd seen his change for sometime now it was still painful to see in person.

"And how would you come to know such a thing when none else have taken notice?" He spoke, his tone harsh, because he didn't believe her she knew that. She held his eyes, she couldn't show him, she had no proof and if he waited it would be too late.
"My words are honest. I have no physical proof, that I can lay at your feet." She breathed, her tone begging him to believe her. "What reason do I have to lie to you my love." she whispered in a language that only he could understand, it was something the two of them had made thousands of years ago, when they'd been inseparable, she wondered though if he even remebered.

"If this is all true then we must do something. Not acting will only bring destruction and death to the world." he spoke and she stayed quite watching him. "I will need to travel to LothlĂłrien. Lord Celeborn will need to be informed and then it must be decided the best course of action to take. Thank you for bringing this to my attention." he spoke, his tone was emotionless, like she was simply one of his guards that had brought him this news. He was cold and she hated him for it.

She turned then to walk away, she was going to leave and retreat back to her home in the Misty Mountains far away from him. Whatever became of Middle Earth now, was dependent on him, she'd done her part as far as she was concerned. However, the way he was acting she just couldn't let it go, the way he treated her so coldly and she didn't care if talking back to him got her punished or even killed. He needed to be reminded that he wasn't any better then her, she'd been a princess before her race had been killed fighting along his race. She turned back to him and walked up to his throne standing right in front of him holding his eyes fearlessly.

"You are becoming your father Legolas." she breathed in their language. "You don't see what this power has done to you. Your going to loose everything" her words were promising him, because she'd seen it. "You are no better then me. Need I remind you darling, that she's replacing me." she breathed, pain stained her voice as she referred to his new fiancé, still speaking in Yumaron ,their language. "Or have you forgotten?" she whispered.

She didn't give him a chance to answer, she didn't want to hear it. She simply turned then and headed for the door. She didn't care if she ever saw him again. She'd said her peace, she'd made her point. She doubted her words have even gotten through to him and if he stopped her, she assumed it oly be to punish her for talking to him like she had.



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He was quite enjoying himself dancing with the young princess. Her smile reflected her light, young, bright, and beautiful just like her. He'd always been quite fond of her, he assumed it was because he cared a lot for her brother, the two elves had been close before Helms Deep and they only grew closer after and he'd become quite close with the princess.

When the song interrupted another started almost instantly however they were interrupted by a younger elf. Calemiron, someone he was not so fond of. The boy was a nuisance, he was either pulling pranks on others or butting in where he was not welcome, in this case Haldir's time with Aeweth. However, Haldir couldn't not speak out of turn it would be inappropriate. So he merely sighed and handed Aeweth's hand gently to the other elf.

The young princess apologized, but he merely smiled reassuring her that it was not a problem, before he made his rounds and tended to business, perusal. However, he kept a close eye on Aeweth, Cale had always gave him a bit of an uneasy feeling, but it was not his place to say anything about the young elf. He let out a relieved breath as he watched her leave Cale's side and step out onto the balcony. He did not wish to bother her, he assumed she needed time to herself. Instead, he slipped out of the glittering ballroom where his brothers and a few other guards meet by his side almost immediately. He winced when a pain from his faded injury shot through his spine.

"My job here is finished for the evening." he breathed. "The princess will enjoy the rest of the party, we however will walk the perimeter." he ordered, Haldir figured, Aeweth would not want to be held done with an older elf like himself, she'd want to mingle and be free of protection, not feel like her brother was here with her. "There is a dark essence in the air. One that I don't find very pleasing." he said honestly. "It may only be a wolf or another creature, however we will not take any chances." he said simply.

His men nodded and agreed as they headed outside. He glanced up to see the young princess up upon the balcony, she seemed happy at the moment and he was glad for her. She needed her own celebration, he knew she was easily forgotten in Mirkwood with her father being locked away and the attention always on her brother. he sighed as he headed into the woods for a long night of patrolling.



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Aeweth was not left alone for long. Calemiron, the Elf she'd danced with earlier, approached her. "Forgive the intrusion, my Princess. However, I was wondering if I could steal another dance with you?" Aeweth turned her gaze to the Elf, offering him a small smile. "Of course." She allowed him to take her hand, leading the way back into the ballroom.

The Princess found her gaze searching around for Haldir. She was unsure why she was looking for him. She should be happy to be spending time with the handsome Elf that seemed to want to spend time with her. However, she would have preferred the older Elf. She tried not to dwell on it as another song began and they started dancing. They spoke and laughed as they moved about the room.

They danced together for the rest of the evening. As the celebration came to a end, Calemiron offered to escort her back to her chambers. Aeweth, allowed it, walking with the slightly older Elf. He seemed to want to remain close to her. It was something that she was not used to. Legolas did not allow her to spend time alone with any of the male Elves within Mirkwood. He said that she was too young for such things. In all honesty she thought that he simply did not wish for her to experience such things.

Aeweth was no longer a child. She longed to be able to find someone who she could possibly, one day, bind herself to. However, for now, she settled for simply walking to her chambers with Calemiron. As they reached the doors, the pair came to a stop. "Thank you." She said to the male. Caelmiron smiled. "You are welcome, my Princess. Perhaps, if I may be so bold, you will join me for a stroll through our fair city in the future?"

She smiled. "I would like that. I am unsure of what Lord Celeborn has planned for me..however, I am sure that I shall have some free time soon." They spoke for a few moments longer before they parted ways. Aeweth entered her rooms, glad to finally be able to get some rest. They'd traveled for nearly a week before they'd arrived and it was not something that the Princess was used to. That was not to say that she didn't enjoy it. She had immensely.

She then proceeded to undo her hair and then changed out of her beautiful dress. She donned a nightgown that she loved. Only once she was ready did she make her way to the large bed and got in. She was still slightly bothered that Haldir had left the celebration without finding her first. However, she could not be angry with him. Aeweth was quick to fall asleep.

The following morning, Aeweth was up bright and early. She dressed and then did her hair. She left it down, placing only a few small braids throughout. Once she was ready, Aeweth headed down to the main dining hall to join Lord Celeborn for the morning meal. He was already there, waiting for her. She sat at the long table, on Celeborn's left side. However, she was looking for Haldir. Soon, though, the ruler of the Golden Woods stole her attention. It seemed that he had planned to spend some time with her that day..to speak of a few things with her. Aeweth was curious. She had no clue what he wished to speak to her with. "Then, I shall turn you over to Haldir. I believe that he will be showing you about our Realm." The Princess smiled, excited to know that she would see the older Elf soon..even if he did not join them for breakfast.





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Legolas placed one of his legs over the other, much like his father did, relaxing back into the seat. He'd slowly begun picking up habits from the older Elf. He watched Sérëdhiel as she turned. It had been good seeing her. However, he was a different Elf now. He'd grown since the last time they'd been together. There had been a time that he'd loved her. However, as his Atar had told him that she was dead..he'd forced himself to forget his feelings for her.

He'd not expected her to make her way up to the throne that he sat upon. As she reached him, she held his gaze and he refused to look away. "You are becoming your father Legolas. You don't see what this power has done to you. Your going to loose everything. You are no better then me. Need I remind you darling, that she's replacing me. Or have you forgotten?" Sérëdhiel spoke. Legolas could not say that he liked her tone or the words that she was throwing at him.

However, the Elf didn't wait around. She turned, heading away from the throne..away from him. Legolas's face had become stern. He did not move from his seat though allowed his right hand to lift slightly. Immediately, the two guards that had left them only moments before appeared. It was as if they'd been listening in..which would not have been too terribly hard. They blocked the woman's only exit from the throne room, holding their swords crossed so that she could not pass.

Legolas continued to look down at her for a moment before he finally spoke to her..this time in their language. "I do not need your lecturing words, Sérëdhiel." He paused, uncrossing his legs. Legolas then rose, slowly making his way down from the throne. His gaze never left the female Elf. "I know what path I am to take and that is all that I am doing."


He approached her, his face suddenly getting almost uncomfortably close to hers. "I will lose nothing." He'd continued speaking to her in their language. He'd not even noticed that he'd continued speaking it. He was now speaking slowly, making sure that she understood that he would not allow failure. "Valaina is not replacing you. Things change. You were thought to be dead..my father made arrangements to make sure that the royal line continues. As a King is supposed to do."

Legolas pulled back, giving Sérëdhiel her space once again. He moved about her, almost circling her as he regarded her. He stopped again, before her. "There was a time that I would have liked for nothing more than to have you stand by my side. However, it no longer matters. Valaina is to be my Queen and you would do well to remember that. She is the one that holds my heart now."

His last statement..was only partial in truth. There had been a time that the woman before him had held his heart completely. He'd tried to force the feelings he had for her to disappear..yet seeing her now he could feel the same feelings coming back. Not that he planned on allowing her to know that. He turned suddenly, moving from her. He switched back to Elvish. "I will be leaving for Lothlórien in the morning." He made his way up to the throne once again, looking down and watching Sérëdhiel as he walked. He sat, suddenly signaling the guards once again. They took hold of the woman tightly. "You, Princess of The Misty Mountains, will remain in the dungeons this night. You will be joining me in the morning. When we reach Lothlórien..we shall see how true your words are. Though Galadriel is gone..it is said that Lord Celeborn has found a new heir. This heir will be able to activate the Mirror and tell us if what you say is truth." It was then that he waved, the Guards moving to take the woman from the King.

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His guards blocked her exit and she turned back to face him. She could tell just by the way he shifted his body that she wasn't going to like what he was about to say. She prepared herself for his cold, emotionless words. She'd had so much time to prepare herself for what he'd turned into, but her visions as real as they were, could never compare to the reality of it and the longer she stayed in his presence the more and more she could feel the darkness pulling at her soul and her own once bright light was starting to fade.

"I do not need your lecturing words, Sérëdhiel." he spoke in their language surprising her. "I know what path I am to take and that is all that I am doing." Her jaw clenched, because he had no idea of the path he was leading himself down.

He rose from his throne then and approached her. His lips a breath away and the energy between them was hot and magnetic, like it had always been but she forced herself to ignore what she felt. He was making it very clear that she meant nothing to him anymore, as much as she wanted to scream at him, because his blue eyes were not his, not that ones she remembered. She couldn't bring herself to do it, instead she focused on what he was about say, she'd let his cruel words remind her why she hadn't returned sooner and why she hated her own race, why she hated elves.

"I will lose nothing." his words were full of intent and his eyes burned into hers but she refused to look away. The problem with Sérëdhiel, was she'd always been too bold and too opinionated. "Valaina is not replacing you. Things change. You were thought to be dead...my father made arrangements to make sure that the royal line continues. As a King is supposed to do." she wanted to tell him exactly why everyone thought she was dead, his father However she kept her mouth shut and let him continue.

He pulled away then and circled her, like she was lesser then him and she hated him for that. She could feel her skin burning and crawling with anger. She could feel herself loosing control and it was a wonder Exodus hadn't broken down the doors to defend her honor, their emotions were tangled, bound and she knew he could feel her rage.

"There was a time that I would have liked for nothing more than to have you stand by my side. However, it no longer matters. Valaina is to be my Queen and you would do well to remember that. She is the one that holds my heart now." he said and his words broke what was left of her shattered heart. Nothing of them, of their past remained and no that she was aware of that, there was no point in running from the darkness, she'd only been running from it...for him.

She hadn't heard the rest of what he'd said, she'd only felt his guards grabbing her roughly, she didn't try to fight them though. She figured he was going to throw her out. She hoped he would she could finally stop running. "You, Princess of The Misty Mountains, will remain in the dungeons this night. You will be joining me in the morning. he said almost mocking the term princess. He'd continued but she hadn't heard a word.

Finally his guards carted her off and locked up in the dark, bitter cold dungeon. She was reminded why she hadn't come back. Why she'd started succumbing to the darkness to begin with. The air around her was cold, but it didn't bother her. She sat on the ground her back lend against the stone wall and she imagined she was back come in her small cottage in the darkest deeps of the Misty Mountains.

Her hand moved slowly above her as rays of silver from the moon showed throw the slivers of her fingers. Her back rested against the trunk of a tree. Her hand fell back to her side as she stood. The earth around her was still and silent, aside from the ringing that came along with utter silence. Where here necklace normally lay just below her collar bone the skin burned. She grabbed her necklace looking down, the natural glow and sparkle that it once held was gone, which meant Exodus was dead. She felt her soul literally shatter inside of her. The lifeless black horse lay at her feet now, it had not been there before. She nearly lost it before something caught her attention.

Her body felt hot, flames burned near her and she turned the dark forest she'd just been in was now Lorien, roaring flames consumed the once thriving royal city, a dragon's flames. She walked, before freezing when she saw Legolas, someone lay lifeless in his arms. It was her. Her raven hair was dull and her skin a pale blue. This vision was of her own death. She wanted out, she'd never seen her own death, she wasn't supposed to die, but the fates had changed because of her decision to warn the King and now she would pay and so would Aeweth.




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Haldir had spent the last of his evening patrolling the out rims of the Golden woods, just like he was meant to do. However, he could not get the young princess out of his head. They had headed back late into the night and he'd finally managed to get some rest. The next morning he was up before most despite his lack of sleep. He couldn't sleep much these days, he'd never really been the same after the battle at Helms Deep, not that anyone knew. He dressed a bit more casually as he would be showing the princess around the realm. He was unsure if she'd ever seen it all. She was quite a bit younger the last time she'd been there.

Once he'd been sent for he'd made his way towards where Celeborn was dining with the Princess. She was under his watch sure, but Celeborn had been pushing for her to visit for quite sometime. Haldir was not stupid he knew that there was something more to why the princess was really there. Whether Legolas knew or not was beyond him. He finally reached the room and the doors were opened for him as he stepped inside, giving the two a small bow.

"Good morning." he said glancing between the two of them before making his way to the princess. He offered his hand and waited for her to accept before they said their goodbye's to Lord Celeborn before they were on there way.

They walked quietly for sometime as he showed her around, eventually they ended up at Galadriel's Mirror. The place held a beautifully dark ambience to it and although she had long since gone, her power was still very much felt there. They were in the privacy of the place that Frodo and Galadriel had once been in, where she'd given him the courage he'd needed. He dropped his arm from hers and did not speak at first. Just let her simply take in the silence and beauty of the place. They were alone here, no one had followed them, not like before when she'd first arrived.

He turned to face her looking at the wonder in her, the beauty she radiated and he knew then she wasn't meant to in Mirkwood. In fact there was something about the way the light hit her that almost made her appearance identical to the Lady of the wood and for a moment he thought she was there with him.

"I presume you had a good time at the ball." he finally spoke. "My apologize for leaving you alone last night." he said simply, he wasn't trying to be cold towards her however he sometimes came off that way. "My lady, I do not mean to pry. However, I do not wish for your heart to be lead astray by those who's intentions are not pure." he said speaking of Cale the younger elf. "It is my duty to protect you, all of you." he continued. "There are some who's intentions may be disastrous and I only wish for your happiness." he said, wishing to share what was on his mind while they were alone.

Cale had always rubbed Haldir the wrong way. He was a simple elf of the woodland realm. He was no one of great lineage. However he always managed to find his self in Lord Celeborn's good graces. He was fooling everyone with his fake persona of caring too much, but Haldir had seen the trouble he could cause, the ticks he pulled and he was not fond of the young elf and he knew Legolas would not approve of his little sister getting involved with someone like him.




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Aeweth had not seen Haldir enter the dining hall for Lord Celeborn had kept her attention upon him for most of the meal. The older Elf seemed quite pleased that she was with them, something that the younger Elf was happy about. She was not used to having such attention upon herself. Aeweth sudddenly looked up to find Haldir greeting them and then made his way to her. He offered his hand and she gladly took it. She allowed him to take the lead, happily taking in everything. Though she had been to the Golden Wood before she'd only been allowed to see so much. Her Atar had not allowed her to stray too far from the palace.

When they finally came to a stop, they'd ended up in a rather secluded area. It was somewhere she'd never been before. It was easy for the Princess to feel the magic there and it intrigued her. This was the first time that Aeweth was alone with Haldir. She felt almost..nervous at the thought but that was absurd. She'd known the Elf for all of her life. So why, then, would she be nervous in his presence?

Suddenly, she could feel his gaze upon her. Aeweth turned her attention to the older Elf, eyeing him steadily. "I presume you had a good time at the ball. My apologize for leaving you alone last night. My lady, I do not mean to pry. However, I do not wish for your heart to be lead astray by those who's intentions are not pure. It is my duty to protect you, all of you. There are some who's intentions may be disastrous and I only wish for your happiness." Haldir spoke and the Princess watched him steadily.

It was only as he went silent that she spoke. "Thank you for your concern, Marchwarden." She said, returning the same tone he'd used with her moments before. "However, if you did not wish for me to spend time with another all night, then perhaps you would have remained." She moved a bit further from him then, tearing her gaze from him. She had no idea why he was being this way. To her, Calemiron could not possibly be anything but what she'd seen the night before. She did not understand at all why Haldir would be warning her against the other Elf. She was suddenly feeling her brother's grip on her. Even from Mirkwood he controlled her life.




It had been two and a half months since Aeweth had come to stay in the Golden Wood. The day that she'd gotten cross with Haldir was still fresh in her mind. She'd not spoken to him as she had before the fight. Instead, she'd regarded him as she did any other that worked for her brother. She'd made it a point to make it quite obvious that she was not pleased with him. Even Celeborn had taken notice though the Princess refused to speak of it.

She'd found herself throwing herself into her studies. Already she'd learned so much and yet there was much that she still needed to learn. She'd come to find out that she could use Galadriel's ring and while she was alone she'd set to practicing. Though, she knew that someone would find out soon enough. Calemiron and she had spent much time together and they were always trying to elude Haldir. Not an easy feat. She was certain that she was making Haldir's job much more difficult but she did not care. She simply wanted to be free from her brother's grip.

A few weeks earlier, news had come that Legolas was coming to the Wood. Aeweth had no idea for his trip to the Realm. She feared that Haldir had written the King and now he was heading there to return her to Mirkwood. However, she would not know until he arrived.

Aeweth had spent much of her day within the library with Celeborn, studying. It was as they came to a finish for the day that news was brought to them that the Mirkwood King would arrive at the Palace within the hour. Aeweth left the library, walking alone through the halls. She knew that Celeborn would call upon her once the King had arrived. She found her thoughts drifting to Haldir once again. She wished more than anything to not be angry with him any longer. However, until the older Elf realized what he'd done..she could do nothing.





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Legolas watched as Sérëdhiel was removed from the throne room and taken to the dungeons. Only once she was gone did he move, leaving the room as well. He then made his way to the royal wing, finally reaching his chambers. He entered and then readied for the night. They would be getting up quite early to begin their journey. He sighed, making his way to his bed and laid down. He had no idea how he would explain any of this to Valaina. She would not approve.

However, he cared little. She had no choice but to listen to his word. He would speak with her in the morning before they left..before anyone joined them. He suspected that she would likely wish to go with them and he would not stop her. It would be better if she was there. It would force him to pay no attention to Sérëdhiel..to not dwell on how happy he'd been at finding out that she was alive. The King was quick to close his eyes and fell asleep with thoughts of a life so long ago.




The journey from Mirkwood had been dreadful in the King's eyes. He'd only argued with Sérëdhiel and even now Valaina was beginning to argue with him when she thought none were listening. He was in a rather sour mood and doubted anything would help this. He needed to get away from the women though could not. He tried pushing the thought from his mind as Valaina tried to get his attention.

"When we return to Mirkwood, perhaps you would allow me to begin the preparations for our wedding, my love? Surely we have waited long enough. Mirkwood is in need of a Queen and I am ready for the new role that I am destined for. She said, moving her horse slightly closer to the elegant King. He was dressed much as his Atar would have been when he'd ruled, including the crown that had been passed down to him.

Legolas ignored Valaina for a moment before turning his gaze to her for a moment. "If that would please you." It was clear that he did not care either way. He simply wished to arrive at their destination. He suddenly moved his horse into a faster pace, entering into the woods. He knew that they would be received soon by some Wardens and then would be escorted to the palace.

They rode and Legolas tried quite hard to tune Sérëdhiel out. He did not wish to speak with her. It did not seem to take long before they were intercepted and were soon being led by Wardens. Legolas had not been to the Golden Wood for some time. Without Galadriel..it was easy to feel the magic slowly leaving the forest. However, it was of no concern to him. They passed through much of the city and was soon at the Palace. Legolas gracefully dismounted and signaled for the guards to keep a close eye on the Elf they'd brought with them. They took hold of her much as they had the night he'd had her thrown into the dungeons.

They made their may up the steps and was soon within the throne room. Lord Celeborn was already there, waiting. "Greetings, Legolas, King of Mirkwood. For too long have we not met." Legolas nodded in acknowledgment. "I come to discuss something that has come to my attention. However, it would be wise for Galadriel's heir to be present. We are in need of the Mirror."

"Galadriel's heir remains unknown to me. However, I would hear your tale, child." The older Elf said, finally turning his gaze to Sérëdhiel. Legolas was not pleased at this though remained silent. He wondered where his sister was. Surely she knew that he had been on his way to the Realm.

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It had been two and a half months since they'd left Mirkwood. Between Legolas's fiancé and her demanding visions that seemed to be getting worse, she was emotionally and physically exhausted. She had a completely new hatred for the elf she'd once been so deeply in love with. She saw is Ater in everything he did and she could not stand him. There was no reasoning with him, every time she spoke to him it was more of yelling. She refused to speak to anyone but him, in their language. Which only seemed to irritate his dense fiancé, who Sérëdhiel had come to learn was exactly the opposite of her in every way, which made it very clear why Thranduil had picked her.

She wasn't completely alone though, Exodus was furious the entire first month along with her pack of wolves, however she forced them to stay way terrified they'd be killed, but they made there presence known more then once to the king. Valaina had only spoke of the wedding for the past two and a half months and it was a wonder Sera hadn't tried to kill her by now.

By the time they arrived at the palace, Sérëdhiel wanted nothing more then to be far away from the king and his new found power. She regretted ever making herself known to him. She had no love left for him, there were oceans between them now and she was completely numb. He'd shown who he really was over the past few months and that was plenty of time for her to turn her back on him.

"Galadriel's heir remains unknown to me. However, I would hear your tale, child." Celeborn spoke to her pulling her from her thoughts. She had no ill will towards the Lord of the Golden Woods, she doubted that he even recognized her. She sighed, ripping her arms from the grip of the King's guards and stepping forward. She bowed before him showing her respect, something she refused to do for Legolas.

"Middle Earth is in grave danger." she began. "There is a traitor amongst us, of which being I can not tell you. He is a follower of Saron and he has released a long forgotten darkness. she held Lord Celeborn's eyes letting him know the her words were no lie. "Burzum" she breathed the name.

The room fell silent however she did not falter, because she did not fear the dragon like they did. He would not harm her, he was a part of her part of the darkness that would eventually consume her. Once consumed, she would no longer be herself, she would be owned by evil. It was a fate that long ago she was told could not be changed it was her destiny only that was something she'd never told anyone.

"I have seen what is to come if you all ignore my warnings." She broke the silence. "You may treat me as a prisoner if that is what you wish." she glanced to Legolas, her words meant for him, before her eyes flicked back to Celeborn. "But, that will not stop this darkness. Long ago my mother, Lostariel, Lady of the Misty Mountains. She was a seer and I inherited her visions when she passed. I have no reason to lie." She said glancing back to Legolas as if those words were meant for him as well.



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Lady Aeweth's words burned in his memory. Her tone with him had been cold much like his own. However is was a tone he could not help but take when he'd spoke of the young elf. He was only trying to protect her didn't she get that. He'd been beating himself up over even opening is mouth. It was not his place and he should have never done it. He'd lost so much sleep over the past few months, he was worried for the princess's safety, she'd been spending more and more time with the younger elf. She'd made his job impossibly hard, however he had not given up.

They did not talk as they used to, she simply talked to him as nothing more then what he was a Marchwarden and that saddened him, not that he ever said anything. He had to practically sneak around just to keep an eye on her though he'd learned that he favorite spot to meet the younger elf was near Lady Galadriel's Mirror. He gave her space though and pretended not to care to much of what she was doing although he cared deeply.

He'd first heard that his oldest friend and the King of Mirkwood would be visiting the realm quite sometime ago. He found it quite odd considering the King had his job to do in Mirkwood, keeping ordered and he'd not written him a letter since his last one letting him know that he'd intercepted his sister safely. Something was out of place, it wasn't like the King to leave his post on such short notice.

Celeborn had put him in charge of preparing for the King's arrival and Haldir had it had helped keep his mind off the young princess, of the lingering anxious feeling he had that something wasn't right. He'd sent his brother's to greet the King and his entourage on the edge of the Golden Woods. He was walking down the empty halls, towards the throne room as he'd gotten word the king had arrived. There was an uneasy stillness in the air a presence of darkness that had long since left with Frodo and the ring years ago.

"My lady." he breathed as he came up behind the young princess. "Your brother has arrived." he informed her though he was certain she already knew. "Do you wish to go there alone? Because I do not wish for you to be walking even the safest of these halls alone." he said as he offered her his arm, wondering if she'd even take it.



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"My lady." Haldir's voice broke the silence that Aeweth had been engulfed in. "Your brother has arrived." She had not turned to him until he paused, her gaze suddenly finding him for the first time in nearly three months. "Do you wish to go there alone? Because I do not wish for you to be walking even the safest of these halls alone." The Marchwarden offered his arm to her and for a moment the Princess hesitated. She would have preferred to go alone however there had been something in the way that he spoke to her that had made her wait.

At last, Aeweth spoke. It was quite likely the first time she'd spoken to him fully since she'd become cross with him. "You may join me if you so wish it. I will not send you from my side." She took his offered arm, allowing him to escort her down to the throne room. The Princess was fairly silent as they walked, though she was happy to be near him once again. She'd missed him though would not admit it.

She felt guilty for remaining angry with him and suddenly stopped walking, turning to look at him."Haldir.." She started, clear concern and regret written upon her face. "I would like to be as we were. It is breaking my heart. I know that you are only doing as Legolas has asked of you. But you must understand. I am not a child anymore though he still tries to control me even here. I had hoped to escape that when coming here..yet I was wrong."

As she looked up at Haldir, she found herself gazing at him intently. It was not something that she did often. "I would have my Marchwarden back by my side." She waited a moment before suddenly throwing herself into his arms, holding him tightly as if that would prove to him that she meant what she'd said. She only pulled away from him a short time later, though it had felt like forever to Aeweth. "Now come. My brother is not a patient Elf. He will wish to see me."

She took hold of his hand, gently pulling him with her as she began walking towards the throne room again. It did not take long before they'd arrived, however it was easy to hear that they were all locked in a deep discussion. Aeweth paused, just outside of the room but Haldir and she could still hear everything that was being said. The voice that spoke was unknown to her..and yet it was familiar. "Middle Earth is in grave danger. There is a traitor amongst us, of which being I can not tell you. He is a follower of Saron and he has released a long forgotten darkness. Burzum. I have seen what is to come if you all ignore my warnings. You may treat me as a prisoner if that is what you wish. But, that will not stop this darkness. Long ago my mother, Lostariel, Lady of the Misty Mountains. She was a seer and I inherited her visions when she passed. I have no reason to lie."

Aeweth released Haldir's hand, suddenly moving from him. She entered into the room, making her way to Lord Celeborn's side. She did not greet the Elves before her but simply eyed the dark haired one that she did not remember. She hoped that Haldir had followed her for she doubted Legolas would care for what she was about to say. "Her words ring of nothing but truth." She said, gazing at the Elves before her and Celeborn. "Any follower of Sauron should be dealt with immediately. He cannot be allowed to continued roaming our world unchecked. To do so would bring great ruin to all that live here."

"What you say is correct, Princess." Said Celeborn. "We must put a stop to Burzum before any real damage can be done. Perhaps..sending a fellowship will prove fruitful once again. Who would go then, I wonder?" Aeweth was silent as those around her began volunteering or suggesting others who would be happy to join them. It was only as she realized that she was being left behind..again. "I will be joining you as well."





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Legolas had not been expecting Celeborn to wish to speak with Sérëdhiel..much less for him to seem to actually listen to her. He did not understand. Only once Sérëdhiel went silent did his sister finally arrive with Haldir behind her. The younger Elf made her way to Celeborn's side and then spoke. "Her words ring of nothing but truth." She said, gazing at the Elves before her and Celeborn. "Any follower of Sauron should be dealt with immediately. He cannot be allowed to continued roaming our world unchecked. To do so would bring great ruin to all that live here."

He did not like what his sister was saying. She did not sound like the young Princess that had left Mirkwood only three months earlier. What had happened to her? "What you say is correct, Princess. We must put a stop to Burzum before any real damage can be done. Perhaps..sending a fellowship will prove fruitful once again. Who would go then, I wonder?" Celeborn spoke, gazing at those before him.

Soon, most in the room had spoken up..volunteering or suggesting someone that wished to go. It was as the soft voice of his sister spoke that Legolas felt anger that she would even speak such words. "I will be joining you as well." The King of Mirkwood regarded his sister for a moment before speaking. "You will be doing no such thing, Aeweth. You will remain here where it's safe. Away from the dangers of this Burzum."

It was clear to him that his sister was not pleased. However, he'd not expected her to speak out against him. "Legolas, I am not a child. You cannot control what I do any longer. I am going for I feel that you will need me in the end." The King eyed his sister in anger. "You would dare speak to your King in such a way?! If I say that you will remain here..you will do so."

The Princess could see that Legolas had suddenly gotten closer to her, his hand itching to pull his blades from their sheaths. She briefly wondered if he would actually harm her though did not allow her composure to change. She trusted that Haldir would protect her. "You are no king of mine if this is how you have taken to treating those who love you. As I said..I am going...and that is that."

Legolas didn't know how to react. His little sister had never spoken in such a way. Perhaps sending her here had not been a wise idea. Celeborn had clearly already planting things into her head. Legolas forced himself to calm, trying to relax enough that those around them did not think he was going to harm Aeweth. "Haldir, I would have you join us. If Aeweth is insisting upon going..I want you there as well." He was certain that the older Elf would understand why he wanted him to go. He could not watch Aeweth all of the time.

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Before anyone had a chance to say anything else the young blonde, Legolas's sister who Sérëdhiel hadn't seen aside from her visions in ages appeared before them, speaking on her behalf, defending her. "Her words ring of nothing but truth. Any follower of Sauron should be dealt with immediately. He cannot be allowed to continued roaming our world unchecked. To do so would bring great ruin to all that live here." Sera took that as her cue to step back from the chaos she knew was about to play out, the tension in the air was thick.

"What you say is correct, Princess. We must put a stop to Burzum before any real damage can be done. Perhaps...sending a fellowship will prove fruitful once again. Who would go then, I wonder?" Lord Celeborn intervened, speaking of the Fellowship she'd seen rise, however she'd seen them fall as well. It was all dependent on who went and who stayed behind.

She watched as the young princess took a stand against her own brother, the King. It was a bold more on her part. One that would change the dynamic of the Fellowship and as Legolas retorted and moved for his sword the only one in the room who flinched was Haldir, the elf she'd once tended to after the battle in Helms Deep. However she doubt he knew anything about that. She let the group talk amongst themselves before she finally spoke again only this time it was to the entire room.

"A Fellowship of nine will rise." she said glancing around the room her eyes stopping on the Lord Celeborn. "You will find your Fellowship amongst those in this room as well as past companions." she breathed. "If Burzum should find us, before we him. Middle Earth and all who thrive within shall surely parish." She said as she glanced around the room once more.

She excused herself then, she could feel the exhaustion closing in on her and the verge of yet another cruel vision. She slipped out of the room and outside. She found her way to the old gardens, a garden she only vaguely remembered from her childhood. She'd spent some of her child hood in the Golden Woods, because her mother had been close with Lady Galadriel at a point in time, that seemed so distant now.

She had to get out of that room. She knew what would become of all of them, she couldn't breath in the thickness of the room, it was suffocating. Night had fallen over Lorien, the garden was silent, with only the trickling of small waterfall to fill the utter silence. Her dress dragging behind her as she walked slowly trying to clear her mind hoping Legolas didn't chase after her in some rage, because he couldn't take his irritation out on his sister. She figured he'd probably come after her, thinking she was trying to run. All she could think about was how much he'd changed, he was becoming the very thing henever wanted to be.

She heard the soft thundering of hoofs on dirt as the sound grew closer, she turned to see Equinox as he came to a stop right in front of her nudging her lightly stomping his foot. She an her hand along the onyx fur on his nose, calming his nerves. "You have nothing to worry about my love." she breathed to the animal in a language the was very foreign. "I have missed you." she spoke softly, her bond with the horse was stronger then any other, he was probably a little too protective of her.



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He was greatly relieved when the princes did not argue and simply took his arm. He would not take back what he'd said about the young elf. He was simply doing his job and trying to protect her, wether or not Legolas had asked him to, he'd have still taken it upon himself. He cared for her probably more then he should. They walked towards the throne room only just before reaching the doors she paused turning to face him and he held her eyes.

"Haldir.." she spoke his name and hearing her say it again felt good, he nodded letting her know that he was listening. "I would like to be as we were. It is breaking my heart. I know that you are only doing as Legolas has asked of you. But you must understand. I am not a child anymore though he still tries to control me even here. I had hoped to escape that when coming here...yet I was wrong." he sighed at her words, sure she was trying to escape her brother's control, yet at the same time, Legolas was looking out for her. She'd very rarely been outside Mirkwood, there were some out their that could take advantage of her and hurt her.

"I would have my Marchwarden back by my side." she spoke pulling him from his thoughts and he met her intent stare just as she wrapped her arms around his neck almost as an apology, there was a distinct heat between them that made it hard to focus and he hesitated not exactly sure what to do, eventually though it was like time went from slow motion to real time and he hugged her back gently. "Now come. My brother is not a patient Elf. He will wish to see me." she said simply pulling away and he nodded.

Once they got to the throne room Aeweth listened for a bit before finally barging in and he followed behind her as if for support. Legolas was there with his fiancé, only it wasn't the Legolas he remembered from years ago, his body language was stern and irritated. There was another Elf with him, one with wrathfully, long raven colored hair who he vaguely remembered as being the Princess of the Misty Mountains, but as he recalled she was supposed to be dead.

Haldir had missed most of the conversation, because his head been to clustered with distant memories of a long forgotten past. "I will be joining you as well." Aeweth's words ripped him from his thoughts. joining you? he thought to himself as he quickly tried to tune back into the conversation. "You will be doing no such thing, Aeweth. You will remain here where it's safe. Away from the dangers of this Burzum." Legolas spat back in an ordering tone, that Haldir was unsure had even come from the Legolas he once knew.

The siblings argued Haldir was quick to step forward when Legolas itched ever so slightly towards his sheathed sword. He would not allow the King to lay a hand on the princess. However Legolas seemed to back down and so Haldir relaxed a bit as well but still kept his eyes on the King. "Haldir, I would have you join us. If Aeweth is insisting upon going...I want you there as well."

Haldir was quick to catch on top the topic at hand. A journey which the king would be taking was at hand and the princess was to join, danger was prevalent. Haldir was usure of what to say to the King, his place was in Lorien. It was where he was needed and he doubted that Lord Celeborn would let his Marchwarden leave.

"My king as great an honor as it would be to travel at your side. My place is here. I have exhausted my years of adventure, you know this." he explained calmly. "Perhaps, Calemiron will take my place. He is much younger and more able bodied then I. The injuries I had sustained from Helms Deep, will only do you no good." he couldn't believe he offered the young elf, but he knew Cale was fond of Aeweth and would not let harm come upon her.

Before the others had time to answer the dark haired elf spoke up. "A Fellowship of nine will rise." her eyes fell upon him and there was something about her voice that was eerily familiar. "You will find your Fellowship amongst those in this room as well as past companions." she said and something told him then, he had no choice in the matter he would be joining this new fellowship. "If Burzum should find us, before we him. Middle Earth and all who thrive within shall surely parish." her words were dark and as the room went silent was did a wave of distain that he could feel.

The elf excused herself and he sighed unsure of what to do. "I will be of no use to you on this journey, old friend." he sighed glancing to the king, continuing their conversation.



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Aeweth had not been surprised when Haldir tried to turn down Legolas's request. However, it was his words that bothered her. He had implied to her that his injuries were not too bad but the way he was speaking they were. She did not understand. She looked to Haldir with a questioning gaze. She fully intended speaking with him on the subject as soon as they were alone once again. Suddenly, the dark haired Elf that had come with Legolas spoke. . "A Fellowship of nine will rise. You will find your Fellowship amongst those in this room as well as past companions. If Burzum should find us, before we him. Middle Earth and all who thrive within shall surely parish."

She watched as the woman soon left them. Aeweth turned her attention back to Haldir as he spoke once again to her brother. "I will be of no use to you on this journey, old friend." The Princess was silent as she was soon listening to her brother speaking. "I would not want any other by my side, Marchwarden. What you say is not true. You are hindered only by your beliefs. I do not know this...Calemiron that you speak of but I would trust none other to watch over Aeweth. Did you not agree to protecting her? To watch over her until her stay in your fair Realm has come to an end?"

To her, it sounded as if Legolas was trying to bully Haldir without coming right out and doing so. She glanced to the pale headed Elf that was near her. If she was honest, she wished him to go. However, she would never force him to do so. She then suddenly turned her attention back to Celeborn. The ruler was suddenly speaking. "Legolas, regardless of whatever contract you may have with my Marchwarden, he cannot leave so simply. He has duties and responsibilities to this Realm. However, allow me to think this over tonight. The hour is not early and I am certain you are all exhausted from your journey. I shall have someone show you to your quarters during your stay with us. I will send word to others..to find the rest of the Fellowship. It will take some time. Go now and rest. You are weary from travel."

Legolas soon spoke and then his group was leaving them. Aeweth looked up to Celeborn as he spoke once it was just the three of them. "Princess, perhaps you could wait in the hall for Haldir. I have need to speak with him for a moment." Aeweth nodded, glancing between the two of them before turning and slowly making her way out into the hall, shutting the doors behind her. She then made her way to the far wall, leaning against it. She would wait for the Marchwarden as asked.

Back in the room, Celeborn suddenly turned to Haldir. "You will be joining this Fellowship, Haldir. I need someone I trust watching over Aeweth." He paused, allowing Haldir to speak if he wished it. Only a few moments later he continued. "Aeweth is the future of LothlĂłrien. What I am about to tell you cannot be repeated. The time is not right."

The ruler paused again, eyeing his Marchwarden. The information he was about to give was quite sensitive. None could now. "Aeweth's mother..is not Legolas's. It is Galadriel. The Princess of Mirkwood is also the Princess of LothlĂłrien. It was my wife's wish that her and Thranduil's daughter should take over rule of our Realm. That is why I gave her Nenya. She is still learning and though I know she suspects something neither she nor Legolas knows the truth. Nothing can happen to her, Haldir. She must go on this quest and return in one piece. She will become our Queen and I will fade into the West and join Galadriel and the rest of our kin. I know that you do not wish to leave, but I can trust none other with this task. Now, go to her. She awaits you. I will inform the King in the morn that you will be joining them. Perhaps it is best if you tell the Princess now."

Aeweth moved from the wall the moment the doors opened. She allowed her gaze to fall to the doors, hoping that it truly was Haldir. She was unsure of how long they'd been in there talking but it felt like forever. In truth, she hoped to spend some time with the older Elf for a bit as they'd not spoken at all for such a time.





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"My king as great an honor as it would be to travel at your side. My place is here. I have exhausted my years of adventure, you know this." he explained calmly. "Perhaps, Calemiron will take my place. He is much younger and more able bodied then I. The injuries I had sustained from Helms Deep, will only do you no good." Haldir said. Legolas regarded him for a short moment before Sérëdhiel was speaking. "A Fellowship of nine will rise. You will find your Fellowship amongst those in this room as well as past companions. If Burzum should find us, before we him. Middle Earth and all who thrive within shall surely parish."

After she'd finished speaking, Sérëdhiel left them. At first, Legolas wanted to follow her. How dare she simply walk off as if she had such permissions. However, Haldir was soon speaking to him again. "I will be of no use to you on this journey, old friend." Legolas turned his gaze to the older male Elf. "I would not want any other by my side, Marchwarden. What you say is not true. You are hindered only by your beliefs. I do not know this...Calemiron that you speak of but I would trust none other to watch over Aeweth. Did you not agree to protecting her? To watch over her until her stay in your fair Realm has come to an end?"

Legolas knew that he'd found the one thing that would likely convince the Marchwarden. He was a Elf of high honor and would not go back on his word. Yet, a moment later Celeborn was speaking. "Legolas, regardless of whatever contract you may have with my Marchwarden, he cannot leave so simply. He has duties and responsibilities to this Realm. However, allow me to think this over tonight. The hour is not early and I am certain you are all exhausted from your journey. I shall have someone show you to your quarters during your stay with us. I will send word to others..to find the rest of the Fellowship. It will take some time. Go now and rest. You are weary from travel."

He was not pleased with Celeborn's decision. He would have to wait to see what was decided regarding Haldir. Suddenly, a small group of Elves had approached the King and his small group, bowing to the Elven King. "Very well. Know, however, Lord Celeborn, that I expect a final decision in the morning. Now, if you will excuse me, my dear, I must see to our missing guest. I will see you in the morning."

It was then that Legolas turned, heading off in the direction that Sérëdhiel had gone in. He walked slowly, taking his time. He hoped that she was not foolish enough to try to escape. Soon, he found himself in a garden. He had no memory of the place, never having been there before. It did not take long for Legolas to come upon Sérëdhiel, standing with a great black horse. "Sérëdhiel, do you honestly think it wise to run off in such a manner? Testing my patience is not a smart thing for you to do."

He allowed his gaze to rest on her, keeping a safe distance from her and the great horse. He suddenly sighed. "We will be remaining here until the rest of our Fellowship arrives. Until then, we will simply be resting and preparing. Once we are whole, we shall be leaving." He suddenly fell silent watching her. He wanted to be angry with her..but he just couldn't. He'd not been overly kind to her and so her earlier reactions were to be expected.

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She longed to be alone once more in her mountains. She'd spent so many years alone now that being with others was all a bit overwhelming, it drained her far to quickly for her own liking. She stroked along the horses neck slowly, easing her mind and calming her nerves. She thought about the Fellowship, she would not make it back alive if she decided to go along, she knew that. Her vision had foretold that before they'd left to the Golden Woods.

"Sérëdhiel, do you honestly think it wise to run off in such a manner? Testing my patience is not a smart thing for you to do." his voice was familiar as her own as he spoke, but she did not turn to face him. just continued to listen to his words. He sighed and she gestured for the black horse to leave them alone. "We will be remaining here until the rest of our Fellowship arrives. Until then, we will simply be resting and preparing. Once we are whole, we shall be leaving." he fell silent then and her eyes followed the large horse as he disappeared the same way he'd came before she finally turned to the king.

She hated that even, after all the time that had passed, she could still remember the way his skin felt against hers. the thought of him touching Valania now was numbing. However, she'd always been far too good at hiding her emotions. She walked slowly and fluidly, making it appear as if she was almost floating. She came to a stop only a few feet away from him. Her bright blue eyes gazing into his, not angry like they had been for sometime now, she was the calmest she'd been since she'd come down from the mountains.

She simply nodded, she glanced away from him as she spoke. "If you command it, then stay and prepare we will, but you should know I'm not a part of this fellowship for you, but for Middle Earth." It was silent for a moment before she spoke bring her eyes to his once more. "And what would you have done to me?" she breathed referring to his comment about testing his patience. "I do not fear you Legolas, son of Thranduil." she said honestly. "What I fear, is what is to become of you." she breathed, concern in her voice.

She took a step closer. "Your heart is frozen, if you intend to ever love her you must open up to her." she breathed softly, she had to let him go and being bitter over his new betrothal was stupid. She'd never have him back and she knew that. "I have seen all that will come to pass. Even if you do not wish to believe me it does not change what I have seen. You are a good king. No one need tell you that you are anything but that, but you need a Queen who will stand by your side. Show her that you are more then a king." she placed a hand on the side of his face.

"Go to her now. I'm not going to run away from this, you need not worry about me." she reassured him dropping her hand back down to her side.



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Celeborn informed Legolas that he would give him an answer in the morning of whether or not he would accompany them. The kings words were all but kind to the Marchwarden not that he took it in any harsh way. He knew the king, his once old friend, had to be under pressure. Haldir was quite surprised when Lord Celeborn excused the princess from the room leaving the two of them completely alone. He sighed as he stepped closer to the throne.

"You will be joining this Fellowship, Haldir. I need someone I trust watching over Aeweth." he paused and the Marchwarden sighed, knowing better then to argue with his king. He had a feeling that he would not get out of accompanying the princess and the king."Aeweth is the future of LothlĂłrien. What I am about to tell you cannot be repeated. The time is not right."
Haldir raised a brow and was in shock when Celeborn had informed him of Aeweth's true lineage, but then it made sense to him why she resembled Galadriel and why she was given her ring. Celeborn was clear on the fact that Haldir would be her guardian and it would be his job to die for her if need be. Not that he minded, even if they weren't leaving the Golden woods, he'd still die for her.

"Now, go to her. She awaits you. I will inform the King in the morn that you will be joining them. Perhaps it is best if you tell the Princess now." Celeborn ordered and he nodded turning promptly and heading out the door. Once the doors opened Aeweth was there waiting just like Celeborn ha said and he gave the young princess a soft smile.

"Come my lady, we have much to discuss." he said offering his arm. He did not lead her in the direction of her room, not just yet. Instead he lead her out into the warmth of the night, so that they could be alone away from listeners who were not welcome. "It has been decided that I will travel as your guardian, to protect you while you are on this adventure. If that is alright with you of ours. I wish for nothing but your safety, but I will give you the proper privacy when it is requested." he said giving her a small bow.



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Her eyes soon landed upon Haldir's form. She was quick to return his smile, offering him one in return. The male Elf made his way to her and then spoke. "Come my lady, we have much to discuss." Haldir offered his arm to her and Aeweth took it gladly, moving close to him. Closer than they'd been earlier. She allowed him to take the lead though she was quick to realize that they were not heading towards her room. It did not take long for the pair to reach the outdoors. Aeweth was most glad that it was a warm evening.

She could not understand why Haldir desired to go to such an area. It was one where very few went save for those that dwelled within the Palace. A few moments later and the Elf at her side spoke. "It has been decided that I will travel as your guardian, to protect you while you are on this adventure. If that is alright with you of ours. I wish for nothing but your safety, but I will give you the proper privacy when it is requested." The Elf bowed to her and Aeweth suddenly stopped walking.

The female Elf eyed Haldir for a moment before she spoke. "You've no need to bow to me, Haldir. I do not see myself above you. Surely you know that?" She paused, suddenly smiling up at the older Elf. "I will be honest with you. I am most glad that you will be joining us. The only reason I must go is because I just...feel the need to. I fear for Legolas. Though we do not always get along he is the only family that I have. My father cannot stand the sight of me. I have not seen him in so many years, Haldir. There is a growing Darkness. A feeling of unease surrounds me. What I said to Legolas was the truth. I feel that I am needed and therefore I've no choice in the matter.

She went silent again, regarding him closely. Suddenly, she threw her arms about his neck. Aeweth held Haldir close, refusing to let him go. "Haldir," She said, her voice suddenly much softer. "When I first arrived here I asked you how you were doing. Do you remember what you said to me?" She waited only long enough for him to speak if he wished it. "You lied to me. Your wound..it still bothers you. Why would you not tell me this?"

It was only then that Aeweth pulled back from the taller Elf though she still remained near him. Her gaze was more worried than it was angry. If he was still not fully healed how was he to join them on this journey? She allowed him time to speak before she continued. "Perhaps you should remain here. I could not bear the thought of something happening to you. I can take care of myself quite well. And..Legolas will be there. He would not allow harm to befall me. I can speak with Lord Celeborn and explain the situation. I am certain that he will listen."

Though, if the Elven King had decided to send Haldir there had to be a reason for it. However, Aeweth would not allow Haldir to put himself through any more trouble than was necessary. She knew that Celeborn would not be happy with her for speaking out against him. She sighed softly, gently taking his face within her hands. "You are a great warrior Haldir. Even though you have suffered greatly as of late. I cannot ask you to go this path with me. It will only bring you more suffering. The journey will not be easy."





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He watched as the great horse disappeared from them, leaving the pair alone. His gaze flicked to Sérëdhiel as she moved. She approached him though remained a few feet from him. She was no longer gazing at him with anger, something that surprised him. "If you command it, then stay and prepare we will, but you should know I'm not a part of this fellowship for you, but for Middle Earth." The woman said, falling silent. Legolas opted for remaining silent, waiting for her to continue. "And what would you have done to me? I do not fear you Legolas, son of Thranduil. What I fear, is what is to become of you. The concern that was laced within her voice confused him. He did not understand it.

"You should fear me, Sérëdhiel. I am not the weak Prince that you once knew. I could break you if I so wished it. And nothing is becoming of me. I am right where I am supposed to be." His voice was eerily calm. No hatred or anger behind it. He was simply stating what he thought to be truth. Sérëdhiel suddenly took a step closer to him. "Your heart is frozen, if you intend to ever love her you must open up to her. I have seen all that will come to pass. Even if you do not wish to believe me it does not change what I have seen. You are a good king. No one need tell you that you are anything but that, but you need a Queen who will stand by your side. Show her that you are more then a king."

Sérëdhiel placed a hand upon his face and Legolas found himself afraid to move, that she would pull away from him again. However, a moment later she spoke again, not allowing him time to speak. "Go to her now. I'm not going to run away from this, you need not worry about me." Her hand fell from him and for a moment the King was going to do as she suggested. However, he could not simply leave.

"How you see through me so easily, I shall never know." His voice was soft, almost as it had been such a long time ago. Of course his heart was frozen. The only one he'd ever loved was Sérëdhiel. After his Atar had told him that the female was dead, Legolas had locked his heart away. It had been the only thing he'd known to do..otherwise he knew that he would have faded from heartache. He could not allow that to happen. His Atar had already informed him of the future..that he was to become King of Mirkwood.

He suddenly tilted his head, regarding her. "Tell me something..why would I go to her now? We are not married nor have I bound myself to her." He spoke with such curiosity. He'd bound himself to Sérëdhiel long ago. Before the fall of her people, when they'd been promised to each other. They'd barely been of age though they'd both acted out of love. Legolas was unsure if Sérëdhiel even remembered now. Even if he married Valaina, his heart would always belong to Sérëdhiel. It was why he could never love the blonde Elf.

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She turned away from him then, hoping he'd leave and head her words. A more selfish part of her though, wanted him to stay. She knew it was not the same between them nor would it ever be. He still had her heart though and that would never change, she'd promised it to him long ago. She knew everything there was to know about the king, even as different as he was now she still knew him better then she knew herself.

"How you see through me so easily, I shall never know." his voice was suddenly, his own again. It was not cruel or bitter like it had been since she'd been back. With her back still facing him she closed her eyes wishing for him to speak more, wanting to hear that familiar voice from so long ago that made her feel safe and unafraid. "Tell me something...why would I go to her now? We are not married nor have I bound myself to her." He spoke, curiosity staining his voice.

She was surprised that he had not yet bound himself to the blonde elf. She was beautiful, she didn't speak out of turn, and she admired Legolas that much was obvious. She wondered what was stopping him, because their promise to each other was something they had done when they were too young to know what it really meant and it had been tainted by lies of her death. She wondered though if that was what was stopping him from binding himself to his future wife and if that was why his wedding had not yet come to pass. As much as she wanted to dwell on the small possibility that he still held true to his word, she could not.
"I would think that you would want to go to her or am I mistaken?" she breathed turning back to face him meeting his eyes. "One tends to enjoy the company of their future Queen more then others." she said simply, her words were no longer disrespectful like they had been towards him when they'd started their journey to Lorien. "However, if you choose to stay here with an old friend for a while, I would not mind." she said softly giving him a soft smile.

She loved being alone with the king, because he didn't have to put on a front. His real self, the Legolas she knew showed through, she could practically see his guard fall and his walls come down. She linked her arm with his feeling that cool fire on her skin even through the fabric of her dress, but she did not falter as she walked with him . She walked with him, in silence to the small pound at waterfall trickling into it. She stopped there and turned to face him. It was quite for a moment and she debated even speaking, but there were things she needed him to know. She would not live out the entire journey, she knew that now.

"I have something, I have been meaning to return to you." she spoke calmly, holding his eyes, she reached out grabbing his hand and placing his old ring in the palm of his hand and wrapping her hand around his to make a fist. It had been his father's, that had been passed to him Legolas. He'd given it to her when he'd bound himself to her many years ago. "It is no longer mine to keep." she breathed switching to their language. "As much as I wish for the past not to exist, it still does and I can not keep holding on to it. As long as I have nothing left, I do not fear what is to come." she said honestly speaking without hesitation now that they were alone she could be honest with the King.

"There are things that you will come to learn of me, that you will hate. There are fates that are tied that can not be changed." she breathed, keeping her eyes on his.



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"You've no need to bow to me, Haldir. I do not see myself above you. Surely you know that?I will be honest with you. I am most glad that you will be joining us. The only reason I must go is because I just...feel the need to. I fear for Legolas. Though we do not always get along he is the only family that I have. My father cannot stand the sight of me. I have not seen him in so many years, Haldir." it was clear to the older elf now why the former King of Mirkwood could not look at his only daughter. "There is a growing Darkness. A feeling of unease surrounds me. What I said to Legolas was the truth. I feel that I am needed and therefore I've no choice in the matter.

She stated honestly and there was no arguing with her. She was strong just like her mother and stubborn like her father. She'd make a untouchable Queen to Lorien, possibly even succeeding the greatness of her mother before her.Silence feel between them as he held her eyes and he could tell more pressing matters were on her mind and so he stayed quite waiting for the young heir to speak. She wrapped her arms around his neck then and he hesitated once again before wrapping his arms around the young blonde. She felt good in his arms, like she belonged their and he let out a soft sigh.

"Haldir, When I first arrived here I asked you how you were doing. Do you remember what you said to me?" her voice was much softer now and she paused but he did not speak. "You lied to me. Your wound...it still bothers you. Why would you not tell me this?" he sighed at her words, he had not lied to her he only wished that she not worry about him.
"The wound I sustained have made it hard for me to recover, not impossible." he said simply. His wounds were nothing compared to what they had been before he'd been mysteriously healed.

"Perhaps you should remain here. I could not bear the thought of something happening to you. I can take care of myself quite well. And..Legolas will be there. He would not allow harm to befall me. I can speak with Lord Celeborn and explain the situation. I am certain that he will listen."[/b] she said pulling away from him and he simply listened he would not have her go to Lord Celeborn, he would be by her side now the more he thought on it the more he wanted to be next to her to make sure no harm was to fall upon her. She took his face in her hands and his skin burned incredibly where she touched him. "You are a great warrior Haldir. Even though you have suffered greatly as of late. I cannot ask you to go this path with me. It will only bring you more suffering. The journey will not be easy."

He held her gaze letting a silence fall between them for only a moment as he rested a hand on one of her hands that still rested on the side of her face. The moment was intimate between the two. It was an emotion a feeling he'd not shared with someone for many ages. Without words they could understand each other, he had caught on to that very quickly.

"I would never lie to you." he said simply and sternly as if needing her to know. "I wish nothing more than to ward you on this journey. if something were to be fall you, I would only blame myself for not having been able to aid you. I am not doing this because I was told, I am doing this because like you feel the need to follow what your heart is telling you, I too feel the need to stand by your side." he said honestly never faltering in his gaze as they rested upon her bright blue eyes, his hand still resting on hers.

He reached out then and gently pulled her into a hug, letting her know that she meant something to him, of what she meant to him he was honestly unware of, but it was more then a friend. The more he thought about her leaving and him not being by her side, the more terrified he was that something may happen to her. his chin rest on top her head as he held her gently enough that she could pull away if she wished.

"The darkness you speak of will not harm you as long as I am near you." his words were a promise, nearly the closest thing to him binding himself to her without actually doing it. He pulled away then and held her eyes. "I have made myself responsible for your light. I gave your brother my word, to keep you safe no matter the cost." his said his tone was calm but serious, like he was making a private promise between the two of them.



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She held Haldir's gaze steadily as he moved one of his hands to rest upon one of her own. She did not move, simply allowing the touch. In Mirkwood, had any dared touch her in such a way, they would have been thrown into the dungeons. Yet, here, she was allowed to experience such things. She felt oddly connected to Haldir. Something that she did not understand.

"I would never lie to you." At Haldir's words Aeweth found herself tilting her head slightly though she remained silent, allowing him to continue. "I wish nothing more than to ward you on this journey. if something were to be fall you, I would only blame myself for not having been able to aid you. I am not doing this because I was told, I am doing this because like you feel the need to follow what your heart is telling you, I too feel the need to stand by your side."

Suddenly, Haldir pulled her into a gentle hug, something that she'd not expected. It was not like him to act so. At least as far as she knew. However, she found that she rather enjoyed their closeness. A few moments passed and his chin was resting upon the top of her head. She remained within his embrace, allowing to last for as long as the Older Elf allowed it. "The darkness you speak of will not harm you as long as I am near you."

The words he spoke caused Aeweth to smile. She'd never had anyone promise such a thing to her before. Haldir pulled away and Aeweth allowed herself to look up at the male Elf, simply watching him, holding his gaze. "I have made myself responsible for your light. I gave your brother my word, to keep you safe no matter the cost." The way he said it made Aeweth feel as if he was making some sort of secret promise to her.

She continued gazing up at him, a sincere smile on her face. "Haldir.." She started, suddenly pausing. She regarded him, almost as if trying to figure out why he would want to go with them unless he had to. "If you are so insistent upon coming..then I shall just have to look out for you as well. I can't have my Marchwarden causing himself further injury." She was suddenly laughing lightly.

Aeweth became serious. Almost as if she'd switched the sudden mood on purpose. "I had not told you this..but..I feel that you should know. Celeborn gave me Nenya. I wanted to tell you..but you disappeared during the ball and then we weren't talking..But no matter! I've actually been able to do some small magic with it. It's all very exciting and I'm hoping that during our journey I will be able to learn even more about it."

She was glad to be speaking with Haldir once again. She'd missed him terribly. She allowed him to speak before she continued. "Truly, it will ease my heart knowing that you are near. I could not imagine being parted from you for very long. I would be lying if I said that I'd not become used to seeing you." She was speaking honestly with him though she had no idea why she was telling him such things. However, they were true and so she saw no harm in speaking them. Of course, if Legolas heard them he would not be pleased.

"Haldir, perhaps we could go riding in the morning? Just you and I?" She asked him suddenly. She knew that it would be the last time that she'd be able to get away from her brother. She gazed up at him, her gaze nearly begging him to join her. "I can bring us something for lunch..he'll never know that we were gone. Please, Haldir?"




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"I would think that you would want to go to her or am I mistaken?" Sérëdhiel asked, turning at last to look at him. The King simply allowed her to continue speaking, watching her calmly. "One tends to enjoy the company of their future Queen more then others. However, if you choose to stay here with an old friend for a while, I would not mind." The King noted her smile and returned it. [color=#088080]"Valaina is every bit the image of a perfect Queen..and I do spend time with her. However, I do need to be with her at all times. Especially when there are others...those that I have not seen in such a very long time."

Legolas felt quite at ease with Sérëdhiel. He always had. He had no need to hide behind walls or the cool facade that he so often kept up. The female Elf linked her arm with his and the King allowed it. He began walking, ignoring the feeling of her closeness. They were silent until they came to a stop and the woman turned to him. Legolas allowed his eyes to follow her slowly, wondering why she was suddenly being more kind..like she'd been so long ago.

"I have something, I have been meaning to return to you." Sérëdhiel said, grabbing his hand suddenly and placing something within it. Only once she released him did the King allow his hand to open, his gaze shifting down to the ring. He'd given it to her such a long time ago. The thought of ever getting the ring back had never crossed his mind. Even after he'd realized that she was alive. "It is no longer mine to keep." She said in their language.

The King's gaze suddenly lifted back up to her, curiosity flowing through his gaze. "As much as I wish for the past not to exist, it still does and I can not keep holding on to it. As long as I have nothing left, I do not fear what is to come. There are things that you will come to learn of me, that you will hate. There are fates that are tied that can not be changed."

He remained silent for a long moment. His gaze had returned to the ring. Even though she was giving the ring back, it did not change the fact that he'd bound himself to her. There was only one true way to dissolve such a thing. Death. However, she seemed happy to allow him to marry Valaina. He spoke then, in their language as he did not wish to be overheard. "I do not need this back. It is yours. I could never give it to Valaina."

He moved suddenly, taking hold of one of Sérëdhiel's hands within his own, pulling her a bit closer. "You were once my closest friend. I should like to think that you know me better than that. I do not want the ring. Keep it." He could not say why he wanted her to keep it. Just that he could not bare the thought of getting it back. When he'd given it to her he'd told her that it was a symbol..his heart was hers to carry. Even now, after everything, he knew that he would never truly love another. How could he? Yet, he could not say those words to her. He had a duty to his people..to his Atar. "I would have you know..that regardless of your past..it will not change how I see you. I never could."

As much as he wished to remain with her, he knew that he would have to leave soon. His future Queen would not be pleased if he did not show up soon. Yet, he continued to stay with her. "I was wondering something..if you've been alive all this time..why would you not come to me before now? Did you not love me as I did you? I would have done everything in my power to help you."

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"I do not need this back. It is yours. I could never give it to Valaina." he moved swiftly taking her hand and it was all she could do not to tremble at his touch as he pulled her closer to him. "You were once my closest friend. I should like to think that you know me better than that. I do not want the ring. Keep it." She could tell he was struggling with keeping the past and now emotionally separated. "I would have you know...that regardless of your past...it will not change how I see you. I never could."

She had to look away, she fought back the urge to fall apart and beg him to come back to her. She was just beginning to realize how much she missed him. She'd been so numb to emotions, to them. She had too, it was the only reason she hadn't died of a broken heart ages ago. As he stood their in front of her now, no longer her prince, but someone else king it was cruel reminder of how she was to spend an eternity alone.

"I was wondering something... his voice was filled with concern, forcing her to flick her dark blue eyes back to his. "If you've been alive all this time...why would you not come to me before now? Did you not love me as I did you? I would have done everything in my power to help you." She pulled away from him then, her eyes filled with pain and anger, like she couldn't believe his conviction towards her that she did not love him the same way he'd loved her.

She took a step back creating space between them and she couldn't hid the hurt look that eclipsed her soft features. He had and still was everything to her, she'd had to numb her heart when she'd left just to keep from falling apart. For the longest time, it had been hard to breath without him, they'd spent so much time together that when his Atar had threatened her and forced her to leave, it was like she'd lost half herself. She turned away from him then closing her eyes to and clenching her jaw begging the tears not to fall.

"How dare you." she breathed the words clearly for anyone to over hear, before quickly switching back into their language so no one could listen in, she was cold hearted, but not enough so to break Valania's heart if she were to be listening in, she doubted Legolas had even informed her of their past. "I would have died for you. I still would." she breath collecting herself enough to turn back to face him. "Your presence has lingered with me, it always has, you've haunted my dreams. I have suffered a pain that you will never know." her voice was vulnerable and begging him to understand.

"You have had all of me, since the day that I met you Legolas. Nothing will ever change that. You believed in the lie that I was dead, if anything, it was you who did not love me, as I you. Why did you not look for me? Why was there no recession in my memory?" she questioned, because she knew that his father had covered her supposed death up so quickly, he'd not even given his son time to grieve. "My love for you will never fade. If you want answers I will not give them to you. Your Atar has the answers you are seeking. If you'll excuse me my king, I am tired from our travels and I seek solitude." she said simply no longer wanting to speak of the matter.

She found it unfair of him to even assume she didn't love him. All she could think about was if he only knew what she'd been through. She'd lost her entire race, lost him, spent the past several ages alone, and suffered by seeing him live a life of abundance. Time could not erase what she'd been through and the pain she'd suffered. As if she'd called for him, Equinox appeared at her side and she mounted him in one gracefully, fluid movment.

"I do not want to be the reason you are kept from your Queen any longer, my lord. Goodnight." she said slightly irritated and with that the great black horse reared, his hoofs hit the dirt with a thud before he was galloping off. She did not glance back at the king.



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"Haldir.." she paused a sincere smile on her face that he quite enjoyed. he did not speak, simply waited for her words. "If you are so insistent upon coming..then I shall just have to look out for you as well. I can't have my Marchwarden causing himself further injury." he too laughed lightly ad gave a small nod.

It made since to him now more then ever why she was so different from her brother. They'd always been two different elves. She was bright and strong, beautiful and bold. While her brother was strong, he'd always done what he was told no matter the consequences. He was his Ater's son and Aeweth was Galadriel's daughter and it showed now that it had been pointed out to the older elf.

"I had not told you this..but..I feel that you should know. Celeborn gave me Nenya. I wanted to tell you..but you disappeared during the ball and then we weren't talking..But no matter! I've actually been able to do some small magic with it. It's all very exciting and I'm hoping that during our journey I will be able to learn even more about it." Her tone was more serious now, but he heard the excitement that laced it and he couldn't help but smile at her as he listened to her speak like a child telling him a great secret.

"Nenya, is a great responsibility. I have no doubt Lord Celeborn made the right choice appointing you my lady." he said calmly as he continued to watch the young princess.

"Truly, it will ease my heart knowing that you are near. I could not imagine being parted from you for very long. I would be lying if I said that I'd not become used to seeing you." Her words were honest and he was greatful that they could speak openly with one another. "Haldir, perhaps we could go riding in the morning? Just you and I?" she asked suddenly and he laughed lightly at her eagerness to escape her brother, because he was well aware that was what she wanted to do. "I can bring us something for lunch..he'll never know that we were gone. Please, Haldir?"
He let silence fall between them for sometime, although his mind was already made up. He too wanted to spend time alone with the young princess. He'd grown quit self of who she was spending time with, mostly it had been with Cale because she'd been upset with him. He enjoyed his time with the younger elf, she had a way of putting his mind at ease.

"I would love to join you, my princess. I would like for nothing more then to join you I the morn." he said with a soft smile as he walked up beside her offering his arm. "However, if we do expect to be up before the others then we must take to resting soon." he said as he started to escort her back inside. "I am happy that there is no longer bad blood between us. I must admit it was wearing my spirt thin" he admitted.



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It seemed like forever before Haldir answered her. She feared that he would not care for her idea. "I would love to join you, my princess. I would like for nothing more then to join you I the morn. However, if we do expect to be up before the others then we must take to resting soon. I am happy that there is no longer bad blood between us. I must admit it was wearing my spirit thin." He said. Aeweth smiled up at the Elf. "You've no idea how happy I am! I can never begin to thank you, Haldir. My heart sings at the thought of spending the day with you." She paused smiling. She could not remember anyone ever allowing her to do as she wished. It made her quite happy.

"And I am glad as well. I cannot say that I enjoyed it. Will you promise me something?" This time she only paused long enough to allow Haldir to speak. "That we won't fight anymore. At least over silly things." She was eyeing him as if his words mattered greatly to her. Only once he'd answered her did she allow him to escort her back to her chambers. She bid him a good night before parting ways with him, looking forward to the following day.




They'd had to wait for nearly a month before the rest of the Fellowship began slowly arriving. The only two that they were still awaiting was Pippin Took and the Human King Aragorn. Aeweth had never met her brother's friends though had heard much of them. She looked forward to meeting them. They were due to arrive early that morning and they would be setting out later in the day. As such, Aeweth had already set to packing the things that she wished to take.

It hadn't taken her long and then she set about getting ready. She did her hair and then dressed. She also made sure to grab her new bow that Lord Celeborn had gifted to her only a few days prior. She truly hoped that she would need to use it..but she would feel better taking it regardless.

When she was ready, Aeweth left her chambers. She slowly made her way down to the meeting location. All of the others had already left most of their equipment there and so she did the same. She then, turned, finding Lord Celeborn behind her. The taller Elf slowly approached her, concern in his gaze. "Be careful, Princess. The world is full of dangers and it will only be too easy to succumb to the darkness. Keep Nenya close. It will protect you."

She smiled at the Elf. It was clear to her that he worried. She simply nodded, turning and leaving to go and find Haldir or Legolas. She wished to see them both before the journey began. She made her way towards one of the gardens. Truly, she was happy simply walking about. She loved the city. It was so different from Mirkwood. She was unsure if she'd ever be able to truly leave. It did not take her long to find a small stone bench near a small stream. It was a place that many went to find solitude. However, Aeweth knew that Haldir would be by soon enough. She smiled at the thought.





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For the entire month that had passed Legolas had been forced to spend much of the time with Valaina. Every moment he was with her he was reminded of what would happen once they returned to Mirkwood. He did not truly wish to bind with her though she wanted it. Even now she bothered him about it. The King knew that once they were married she would not be so easy to persuade otherwise. They'd even argued while within the city..he was certain that Sérëdhiel had heard them during that particular fight. Not that the King had cared.

His reasons for not wanting to bind were his own. Let her think what she wished. He'd spoken little to the female since the night that he'd angered her from accusing her of not loving him. He was well aware that he would need to speak with her before they left. To fix the mess he'd created. He'd risen early that morning and was now as far away from Valaina as possible. If she was going with them then he needed some time away from her. Though he would not allow himself to truly love her, he cared for the Elf.

He began walking about, simply looking for the dark haired Elf. Surprisingly, it did not take him long to find her. He approached slowly, his eyes watching her close. "Sérëdhiel..I would like to speak with you." He said softly yet demandingly. He would not take no for an answer. He moved only a few steps closer before coming to a stop once again. "I..would like to apologize to you. For the words I threw at you. It was..unkind of me to say such a thing to you. I do not think it wise for us to go on this journey being at so far odds. It will serve us all if we are not angry with one another."

Normally, he would not have apologized. He thought himself above it anymore. However, he knew that was the only way to get the female talking. Only after a few long moments did he move closer to her. "Peregrin and Lord Aragorn should be arriving this morning and soon we will be leaving. I do not wish Aeweth to go yet none else seem to see issue with this. She can fight..though she is no warrior. I would not survive if something happened to her. She is the only light that I have within my life." He was being unusually honest with the Elf. Something he no longer did often.

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That night had once again turned her bitter towards the king. He was exhausting her, never the less when he'd returned the ring she'd started wearing it again not that very many people were aware of what it meant. She'd not spent much time with the newly forming fellowship, she did not see it necessary. Aside from her visions and her power to heal which few were really aware of, she was convinced she would serve of no use to them.

The month seemed longer then most as it past, she rarely slept which wasn't unusual. While others grew close she kept to her self, spending most of her time in the garden. Occasionally she could over here the king and his soon to be queen arguing, she wished them not to argue and she honestly wished that Legolas would let what they'd once had go. She knew he was still holding on, she could feel it and it was only causing her pain, the sooner her let go the sooner she could.

When she had heard The King of Gondor would be joining there Fellowship, she was beside herself. It had been quite sometime since she'd seen her old friend. She'd always loved him, not the way she loved Legolas, but he'd always cared for her even when everyone had turned their back he still was there for her. Although when he'd taken the thrown and married Arwen, she'd seen less and less of him. She stood by one of the great windows, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the human King. She was dressed in the clothing of her people that had been long forgotten. Her usually unmanageable, thigh length black hair was rather tame with two tight side braids she looked less like the witch people had made her out to be and more like the once royal princess of The Misty Mountains. Her mother's crown upon her head. It was only at the request of Lord Celeborn that she present herself in such a manor.

"Sérëdhiel..I would like to speak with you." hs voice was soft yet demanding her to listen. Her dark, ocean blue eyes flicked to him as he spoke. "I..would like to apologize to you. For the words I threw at you. It was..unkind of me to say such a thing to you. I do not think it wise for us to go on this journey being at so far odds. It will serve us all if we are not angry with one another." she sighed remembering his words.

She'd had plenty of time to get over it, however she was still bitter over it and that was something she could not change. Sera did not easily forgive these days, nor did she forget and as detrimental to her already weakened soul, she could not help it. He moved closer to her then, but she did not move, she held herself very poised and much like she use to long ago, because it was ask of her to present herself like a princess.

Lord Celeborn had spoken with her about the journey and she'd shared details that no one else would no, like of her passing and he was quick to tell her to keep such things to herself, letting her know it would only harm the Fellowship to know of what was to come. He also showed her a compassion most had not given her in sometime, he knew her pain and he sympathize with her, yet he reminded her that even though her people were deceased she was still of royal blood and should act no differently.

"Peregrin and Lord Aragorn should be arriving this morning and soon we will be leaving. I do not wish Aeweth to go yet none else seem to see issue with this. She can fight..though she is no warrior. I would not survive if something happened to her. She is the only light that I have within my life." He spoke honestly to her and she sighed, he was worried for his sister and she knew that was a weakness and he could not have weakness, Burzum's creatures would rip at his weakness.

"You've no need to apologize to me my King. It is I who acted out." she said had he caught her away from prying ears she might had thrown cruel words his way, but they were in the palace and she would present herself in a respectful manor. "As far as Aeweth, you need not worry of her. She knows what is expect of her on this journey. The Marchwarden is fully capable of protecting her. I will have you know that I too have beings that are watching over her, they have been commanded to protect all of us at all costs and they will die for us if that is what it comes to." she said speaking of her wolves, although he would not know that it would harm her if they were to die. She glanced out the window just as the King of Gondor arrived with his entourage of guards.

"Let us go now and welcome an old friend." she said with a soft smile upon her lips.



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"And I am glad as well. I cannot say that I enjoyed it. Will you promise me something?" The princess spoke before pausing and he regarded her with a simple, yes. "That we won't fight anymore. At least over silly things." she said her eyes on him and he nodded.

"I would not bring upon another argument if I can help it." he smiled simply reassuring her. He was unsure of why he disliked not being able to talk to her or be with out her, but it didn't matter to him much, he just knew that his job now was to keep her healthy and her light alive.



The month had passed surprisingly quickly. When he was not preparing for the journey he was spending his days with the young princess aiding her in her studies as well as preparing her for things that might come. He took to training her in combat a bit, though he wasn't entirely sure Legolas was all that fond of the idea, however he wanted her to be as prepared as possible. He found himself growing ever irritated when she would find companionship in the younger elf who it was decided would also be joining them on their journey.

he'd grown close to the young princess, the journey had yet to begin but he'd already started caring for her. He was glad that Aragorn would also be joining them, it had been since that battle of Helms Deep that he'd seen the king and that had been far too long. He was well aware that he owed his life to the King of Gondor, for it was because of him that he was even alive.
The day that The Hobbit and King were to be arriving was upon them and him, his brothers, and the rest of his guard had to be up particularly early to greet the travelers. Lord Celeborn would meet with them, all nine of the Fellowship that would be the fate of Middle Earth once again and then they would waste no more time.

Haldir had to be very aware of his attire. It had been sometime since he'd even been away from Lothlorien, he'd had a new outfit made for his travels and he dressed with almost a since of pride. It was an honor to be chosen to be a part of this new group of fated warriors from such opposing backgrounds. Finally her was off to greet The King and the hobbit at the border of the Golden woods. Aragorn had dismounted his horse and so had Haldir, the king had simply hugged him like no time at all had passed. They were back on their horses moments later heading for Lorien. His brothers had taken the lead and led the King to the palace, before he' gone in search of the princess and he knew where she was without having to think, his horse came to a halt and he gracefully dismounted.

"My lady, you are not getting cold feet about this journey all of a sudden are you?" he asked with a warm smile knowing that was as far from the truth as possible, she'd been trying to find ways to bid her time out of excitement. "The King and his small companion have arrived, Lord Celeborn will be awaiting are arrival as well." he explained offering his hand to her.



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She was unsure of how long had passed before she heard the sound of a horse approaching. As it soon reached near her, the horse came to a stop and the rider dismounted. "My lady, you are not getting cold feet about this journey all of a sudden are you?" Came Haldir's voice. Aeweth turned suddenly, eyeing the older Elf with a smile on her face. "Of course not! I am most ready to set out. As you very well know, I've prepared myself as best as I can. I would not so easily turn from this."

Aeweth knew that Haldir had been joking with her though she'd still felt the need to explain herself. "The King and his small companion have arrived, Lord Celeborn will be awaiting are arrival as well." Aeweth rose from her seat, taking Haldir's hand, moving easily to stand near Haldir. "Then the time is near. We should go. I would not want to make them wait for us."

She moved with the older Elf, making the way over to the horse. She then allowed Haldir to help her up onto the creature. She waited for him to join her. Aeweth forced herself to remain still as Haldir joined her on the horse. They were close though the Princess tried not to think about it. Allowing the male Elf to hold onto the reins to lead the horse, Aeweth simply watched their surroundings.

It did not take long for them to reach the palace. Aeweth dismounted the horse after Haldir and walked with him up the steps and then inside. Everyone else was already there, waiting on them. Aewth was certain that the two that they'd been waiting on was the dark haired man and a short...being. Yes. That was the best way to describe him. The man turned his gaze to Haldir and then to Aeweth. He moved forward, bowing to the young woman. "It is an honor to meet you, my Lady. I am Aragorn, King of Gondor."

Aeweth eyed him for a moment and the Human man seemed to do the same to her for a short moment before turning to Legolas. "Legolas, my friend, she is most lovely. She must be the light of Mirkwood." The Elven King simply smiled at Aragorn's words. It was true. She was much loved by their people. Suddenly, the small being that had come with Aragorn approached her, looking up at her. "Peregrin Took, at your service, my Lady." He bowed to her, causing Aeweth to smile. "It is an honor to meet the both of you." She said kindly.

Celeborn suddenly appeared, looking at the group gathered. "It is time...come forth and you shall speak the oath. You are all that stand between Burzum and the destruction of Middle Earth. By joining this Fellowship, you are swearing loyalty to the forces of good...and to those that are going with you. You shan't cause harm to your fellow companions..you will aide them until the threat is over. Unless death claims you. Do you swear?"

Slowly, one by one, the companions began to swear. Aeweth was one of the first. She was more than happy to pledge herself to others. She wanted to help. She needed to. She knew that Legolas would have been just as happy going off on his own. She was simply glad that he'd agreed to this. Aeweth suddenly turned her gaze to Haldir. She took comfort in the fact that he was going with them. She truly would not have known what to do without him.





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"You've no need to apologize to me my King. It is I who acted out." The female Elf said. Legolas had to admit that he was surprised at how she was acting. It was unexpected. "As far as Aeweth, you need not worry of her. She knows what is expect of her on this journey. The Marchwarden is fully capable of protecting her. I will have you know that I too have beings that are watching over her, they have been commanded to protect all of us at all costs and they will die for us if that is what it comes to."

Sérëdhiel's words did not ease his worry. He would continue to worry for his sister. She was not a warrior..she was not meant for such trials. Yet, he could do nothing. He hated the feeling of not being able to do anything. "Thank you." He said softly. It was only then that the King noted Aragorn arriving with his small group. No doubt Pippin was with him..unseen because of his size. "Let us go now and welcome an old friend." Sérëdhiel said, a smile on her face. Legolas returned the smile slightly though it was not a happy one.

He was still troubled. Legolas led the way towards the group, quickly reaching them. Aragorn noticed them soon, a smile forming on his face. "Legolas! It has been far too long my friend!" The mortal pulled Legolas into a hug. One that the King returned happily. He'd not been too close with Pippin though was glad to see him as well. Legolas happened to take notice of Aragorn glancing towards Sérëdhiel quite often though paid little mind to it.

They made their way inside to meet with Celeborn. It did not take long for Haldir and Aeweth to arrive. She spoke shortly with the Mortal before Lord Celeborn spoke. "It is time...come forth and you shall speak the oath. You are all that stand between Burzum and the destruction of Middle Earth. By joining this Fellowship, you are swearing loyalty to the forces of good...and to those that are going with you. You shan't cause harm to your fellow companions..you will aide them until the threat is over. Unless death claims you. Do you swear?"


Legolas swore, glad to be getting ready to head out once again. To show his strength to those around him. Nothing could stand in their way. They would be successful. This he knew. "We should get going. The longer we wait..the more likely it is that Burzum will be successful." He did not want to wait much longer and he was making that clear.

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Aragorn had aged since the last time she'd seen him, it was a dieses she would never understand. Her heart seem to soften some at the sight of the King of Gondor however she did not go to him like the others, she stayed back from them, until Lord Celeborn called to them. Aeweth was one of the first to pledge her allegiance, while Sérëdhiel was the last to step forward and willingly offered her allegiance to the others. She had no choice in the matter now, it was dangerous and she would pay for her actions against the great dragon, but with her words her fate was sealed.

It was only then that Legolas took charge of the group, his natural born leadership showing through. Eventually they were off. They'd managed to get surprisingly far from the Golden Woods and it was decided that they would finally stop to rest for the evening. Sera disappeared from the group for sometime tending to her wolves, before finally she came back to the group. I was then the she finally approached the King of Gondor, he was finally alone tending to his horse.

"Aragorn." she spoke his name softly, she hoped he hadn't changed like Legolas had.
"It has been far too long." she said taking a step closer to the king. She rested a hand on the side of his horse then listening to it, letting silence fall between them. The seemed to calm and relax as she moved her hand along it's neck as if she had some kind of effect on the large animal.

Again in the distance she could hear the quite arguing of Legolas and Valania. She doubted that Aragorn could hear and it didn't seem as though Pip could. She ignored it, it was not her business to over hear. She simply turned her gaze back to the King who'd she'd once been close with.

"Your spirit is weary. Why?" She spoke quietly resting a hand upon his chest, whishing to heal whatever heaviness was on his mind, but she knew she could only heal physical injuries. "How is she? How are you?" she breathed first asking about Arwen and then him.



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Haldir laughed lightly as she explained her self, soon they were back at the palace greeting the others. It had been sometime since most of them had been reunited and for the moment they were enjoying there small amount of time together before the journey would began. Lord Celeborn summoned them and they all vowed in almost as soon as Aeweth had sworn in, Haldir was next to follow along with Cale. There were only there for a short time longer before they were all headed out of Lorien.

The had rode all of the day, until Legolas and Aragorn had decided upon a resting place. It was like no time had passed at all between the two, they'd always worked well as a team. Eventually they'd quickly set up camp. The dark haired elf, who seemed hauntingly familiar to him disappeared for sometime. He found it slightly unnerving though knew it was not his place to say such things. There was a need for her presence, just as there was a need for Cale's they all had a place and a duty to uphold.

When they were finished setting up, Valania seemed to want to get The Elf kinf alone and eventually she succeeded. Haldir however stayed to himself, while Cale asked Aeweth to go on a walk with him. He sighed deeply hating when the two were alone for any amount of time and though he knew it wasn't his place he couldn't help himself and he was quite, as he followed far enough away from them that they would not notice, but close enough he could hear what was going on.

Haldir still had an uneasy feeling when it came to the younger elf, there was something off about him that no one else seemed to sense or care about. He struggled with the idea of letting her be alone with him however the longer he followed the more innocent there conversation seemed and so with a heavy mind, he left them alone knowing it wasn't right of him to ease drop. He headed back to camp, where he'd seen that the dark haired Elf had returned and she was a bit a ways away speaking with the King of Gondor. Haldir took a seat next to the fire and helped himself to a small amount of Lembas and some wine as he waited for the others to return, he glanced across the fire to see the small Hobbit seemed at ease smoking his pipe and he couldn't help but smirk.



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It seemed like only moments after the oath was taken that the group was moving to leave. Aeweth had approached her beautiful horse, already tacked and her things packed upon him. She pulled herself up onto the horse, waiting for the others to ready themselves. Only once they had, the company slowly began heading out. Aeweth remained near Haldir, in the middle. She suspected that Legolas had managed this somehow. The Princess did not complain though. She was more than happy to spend some time with Haldir.

It seemed like ages before they finally came to a stop for the evening. The Princess slid from her horse and then began pulling the tack and her things from the horse. She loved the creature and made sure to take care of him as was needed. As the group was soon settling down, Legolas walked from them with Valaina, something that Aeweth took note of. She wondered what they could possibly need to speak of that they could not do so within the camp.

Only a moment later Calemiron approached her, bowing. "My Princess, I was wondering if you would like to take a walk with me. I was hoping to gather some wood for a fire and your company would please me." The Princess smiled at the Elf. "I would love to." She was glad that her brother was not around. He would not have allowed the two young Elves to go off alone. However, he was preoccupied and so Aeweth made sure to take her chance.

The moment that they were alone Calemiron was quick to strike up conversation with Aeweth. The things they spoke of mattered little. It was simply chatter. Yet, Aeweth was quite happy. Together, the two Elves gathered plenty of wood. However, the male did not seem ready to return. They came to a small clearing and they sat their finds down and then took a seat together on a fallen log. "I must admit something to you, my Princess. I find that I rather enjoy your company."

His words caused Aeweth to turn to him, gazing at him with a smile. "And I you. In Mirkwood I am not allowed to spend time with anyone save my brother. It is nice to be able to spend time with someone other than the King." They continued sitting, Calemiron saying such sweet things to her. Aeweth did not know how to react though the male did not seem to take notice. They spent quite a long time together. So much so that Aeweth feared what would happen when they returned. If Legolas had taken notice of her absence she would never hear the end of it.

She gathered her share of the wood and then they began walking back towards the camp. Calemiron walked close to her and though she did not mind..it was different from Haldir walking so close to her. With Haldir she felt safe..like nothing could touch her. However, with Calemiron there was an air of mystery that intrigued her.





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After the oath had been taken the group was quick to begin their journey. Legolas had spent much of the journey near the front with Valaina. The female Elf did nothing but speak of their upcoming wedding. He understood that she loved him and that she looked forward to the day that they would be husband and wife. However, he still had no idea how to handle the binding. It was not a simple thing to break with Sérëdhiel..even if she was willing. And did he even want that? He had no idea though it was something that he needed to figure out soon.

Spending most of the day traveling led them to end up at a clearing. It would serve well for their camp. He doubted that they would find such a nice location again. He slid from his horse and then readied the creature for the evening. Once he was finished he moved about the camp, trying to put some distance between Valaina and himself. He'd spent a short time speaking with Pippin though soon the future Queen was set about speaking with him.

The King allowed himself to be led away from the group. The woman remained near him, linking their arms. They walked for some time before suddenly she stopped, forcing him to do the same. She spoke then, in Elvish. "Legolas, my King..we need to talk. I want..no..I need to bind to you. I do not understand why this is such a problem for you. Do you not love me? I am to be your Queen. What would our people say if they found out that we were not bound? You would never have an heir. Is that what you want?"

Legolas quickly found himself becoming angered by her words. "You have told me this countless times. You would think that you would find something else to nag me about." He paused for a moment, regarding her. He simply could not bind with her. There was no way. The magic that bound Sérëdhiel and him together prevented it. "I do love you, Valaina. However, I cannot bind with you at this time. Do not ask me why for my reasons are my own. We will bind soon enough. I will hear no more of this. I have more important things to worry about."

He turned from her then, making his way back towards the group. He could hear the female yelling behind him. She was angry and he understood.There was just nothing that he could do. The King knew that he would need to speak with Sérëdhiel and soon about severing their bind. Yet..he couldn't bring himself to.





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He was tending to his horse, taking his time with the creature. "Aragorn." The voice that spoke was that of Sérëdhiel. He turned his gaze to her, a smile gracing his features. "It has been far too long." He nodded. "That it has my friend. I was surprised to see you here amongst the Elves. He said kindly. There was soon a silence between them though the King allowed it. It had always been easy between them and even now it remained that way.

"Your spirit is weary. Why?" The King sighed heavily. He should have known that she would see this. "Ruling Men is not an easy task. There has been many trials that I've had to face since I took the throne." He suddenly placed one of his hands over hers that she'd placed upon his chest. "How is she? How are you?" Aragorn hesitated only a short moment before replying to the woman. "Arwen is well. She shines within Gondor as a light that my people look to in times of darkness. She is every bit the Queen that I knew she would be. She gave birth last year to our first, a son. As for myself, I have been restless. I do not know why but I believe that this quest is what I needed."

He paused, offering her a smile. He'd missed her. "And you? How've you been? I would very much like to know how you came to be with Legolas. I do not imagine that he would allow just anyone to travel with his sister. He must place great trust in you." He had no idea that the two Elves knew each other. As far as he knew, they'd never met. The King of Gondor was curious as to why Legolas would trust her so. Not that he doubted Sérëdhiel. Aragorn trusted her with his life.

It was moments after his question that the others that had strayed began returning. Aragorn glanced to Legolas briefly before returning his attention back to the female Elf. "I can't say that his future Queen is all that impressive. If all she plans on doing is complaining then she might as well have stayed in Mirkwood."





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Pippin noticed the fair male Elf smirking at him. The Hobbit had not ever really spoken to this one though he'd seen him from his travels before. "And who are you?" He asked, taking a short puff of the pipe. He knew that he should probably be saving what amount of Old Toby that he'd brought with him but he just simply couldn't put it off. He might as well smoke a little.

He waited until the Elf had spoken before he continued. "Peregrin Took, at your service! Though, all my friends call me Pippin. So..Lady Aeweth..she's Legolas's sister? I don't think I've ever heard him speak of her. At least not while we were all together last. Of course..we did have quite a bit on our plates at the time. She seems kind. That fellow she took off with..not so sure about him. Seems a bit odd to me. But then, I don't go around meeting too many Elves."

The Hobbit offered the Elf a kind smile. Perhaps he would be able to speak with the Princess. She seemed like the kind of person that he would enjoy being around. He offered Haldir a puff of his pipe though would not force it upon the Elf. He doubted Haldir would take it..he'd never seen any Elves that smoked. "Are you and the Princess a thing? I saw you wandering off after her." Pippin tended not to think before he spoke and this was one of those times. He simply watched the male Elf, waiting for a reply as the others began arriving again.

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