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I
woke up shivering and whimpering like a child. Elrond was beside me. �If that
is what my son is to become,� I cried, sitting up and clutching the blankets,
�Then I wish I had not given birth to him!�
The
elf lord said nothing, but took my hands in his own.
�What
should I do?� I whispered.
�That
is not for me to decide,� Elrond said gently, stroking his thumbs over the
backs of my hands.
We
sat in silence for a long time, as I remembered Elrond�s words and prophecy. �Who?� I asked at length.
Elrond
frowned at me in confusion, and shook his head, not understanding.
�Who
was it you saw? Who was the sire of the second child?�
The
elf lord shook his head again, more vigorously this time and throwing up his
hands in protest. �It is too soon, Legolas, you have-�
�It
is not too soon,� I argued. �It is time for me to know. It is time for me to
live my life. I do not like surprises anymore! I beg you, tell me.�
�It
is Glorfindel,� he said quietly after a pause. �Glorfindel is who I saw.�
Glorfindel.
I
lay down and pulled the covers to my shoulders.
Elrond
placed one hand on my forehead and warmth washed over me; he was a healer
indeed. �Be at peace,� he murmured. �With your past and with
your future, Legolas, son of Thranduil.� He began to murmur softly in Quenyan, and my eyes began to close.
Sleep
this time was peaceful, and dreams were light and happy. I saw the briefest
image of another elf, golden and light filled, clad in full armor save a helmet
and walking away from me though the gates of Imladris.
He turned and smiled at me, and there was unstained youth and joy in his eyes,
and the picture faded to black.
When
I woke I lay in bed, feeling warmer and more rested than I had ever felt
before, though still slightly troubled. I did not remember the dream immediately,
but the image slowly recollected its self and Elrond�s prophecy played through
my mind.
The
other son, I thought to myself, and frowned when there came
the sound of the door opening.
Two
elves brushed past the bedside, taking no notice of me, talking in low tones.
Lifting my head and cracking my eyes slightly, I saw it was Glorfindel and
Elrond. They stood with their backs to me, facing out over the waterfalls and
the sunlight gleaming over their hair, Glorfindel�s
illuminated bright gold and Elrond�s a deep shiny black. The two elf lords were
talking quietly, but I could still hear them.
�Yes,
I told him,� Elrond said.
�Everything?
�Yes, everything. You.�
�Elrond!� Glorfindel sounded shocked. �So soon?�
�He
wanted and needed to know. It is Legolas� right; I cannot begrudge him
information.�
There
was a thoughtful silence.
�I
had another one,� Glorfindel said in a serious voice. �I saw the child again,
just now. That is why I sought you out. My mind wandered when I was sitting in
the garden. I wonder what will happen.�
The
elf lord sighed. �That is entirely up to him. And you,� Elrond added. �But
truthfully, my friend, I do not know.�
So
Glorfindel is having visions too. What would happen? When would it happen? But
Elrond said�that it was up to him. Up to me?
The
elf lords left, thinking me to be asleep and I tossed and turned, too troubled
to go back to sleep.
Night
fell, and Imladris grew quiet.
Long
ago I had gotten out of bed and paced the room, having decided what I needed to
do for inner peace. I prayed to Illuvitar above that
it was the right decision, at the right time, and that Adar was resting with Mandos. There was no feeling that I was doing the wrong
thing, just inner doubt that I did not have the strength to do it.
The
little grey mouse was curled up asleep in a fold of the blanket when I left the
room, and padded down the hallway. Upon instinct I turned left, through an
archway, and pushed open a door to see a figure sitting in the window with his
back to me. After shutting the door behind me I went to his bed, sat down. I
did not want to be wrenched and torn and bled again, before being filled for
another�s use and then discarded once my use was fulfilled. But what I wanted
made no difference before and it would make no difference now, if I wanted to
make things better and make the nightmares go away.
TBC
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