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RE: fána en' seere, dolen caure - Veil of Peace, Hidden Fear - No More People on: May 22, 2007 07:55
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OOC: This is the last post. Thank-you all for making such a wonderous story! Please place this the archives. Thanks! I will be turning this into a ff as soon as I get a little time.
BIC:
Meanwhile, Gilly trudged hastily through the castle. She wanted out of this place, but could not find the door. When she was about to give up, she found it. Gilly went to the oak door and tried to open. It would not budge. She pulled and tugged, but it would not move. She screamed in frustration and sank down onto the cold, stone floor.
Aragorn worked as fast as he could to fix the wound, but he was unsure if he would be able to save him. "If only I had noticed it sooner," Aragorn whispered.
Pippin heard Gilly scream and ran over to see if she was all right. When he saw her sitting on the floor, he walked over to her and sat down.
"It'll be alright Gilly. You know how strong Merry is." Pippin said, although he didn't sound very sure himself.
Gilly frowned at Pippin. She stared up at him with a cynical gaze. “I knew something was wrong. He is not waking What if he isn’t all right? Did you ever think of that,” she said, “I knew I should not have brought him here. Where was my hobbit since?”
Merry could not hold his breath anymore. He took a sharp breath in suddenly and coughed. He fought the water and surfaced.
Merry coughed. It was hard and violent. He coughed so hard that he started to throw up what little food he had eaten in the last week and then he began to vomit blood.
Aragorn's eyes widened with concern. He took a drink that he had made to help ease the pain. He helped Merry to drink it after he coughed, but he began to cough up the drink. "Oh Valar." Aragorn whispered.
Pippin sighed. "I was only trying to help." He whispered.
"Aragorn is the best healer I know, other than a few elves. It was wise of you to bring him here, but he is only human, he can only do so much." Pippin said, he was upset that she was angry at Aragorn.
“You are being naive,” she said, drawing her knees up to her chest. She rested her head on her chin. She closed her eyes tightly. “I don’t want to loose him,” she whispered, “What will I do if…oh!” She gasped as tears fell down her face.
Merry gasped. His chest muscles tighten. He coughed and heaved. The last of the vomit came up. He lay against his pillow, whimpering and shivering from pain.
Aragorn quickly used some herbs to make another drink that would ease pain. He also made a paste to put on the poisoned wound. Aragorn was feeling weary, he had just come from a battle and now he had to work hard healing again.
He couldn't help but think of home, and he couldn't wait to return.
Pippin put his hand on her shoulder. "It'll be alright Gilly. Please stop crying." Pippin said. He wondered what would happen if Merry did die. Pippin felt tears rolling down his cheeks. He wouldn't be able to stand losing Merry either.
Gilly stared up at Pippin. She shook her head slightly and stood. The hobbit reached for the door handle, but a man came in and before the door closed, the hobbit had left for the stables, where she stayed for two days.
Two days had passed. Merry had not woken nor had he acknowledged the world around him in those two days. But finally, he began to stir. It was not much, just a movement of a hand.
Aragorn sighed, two days had past and nothing had happened even though he had been working very hard. He rushed to Merry's side when he saw him move his hand. "Merry, wake now," Aragorn said, he hoped he would respond.
Pippin stayed alone for the two days. He was useless in helping Merry and Gilly didn't want him around either. "Why am I always so useless," Pippin exclaimed.
Pippin had not been able to sleep, so most of the time he sat in front of the door to Merry's room.
Then Pippin heard Aragorn say something to Merry and he jumped up and opened the door. "Is he alright?" Pippin asked. Aragorn looked back.
"He moved his hand, but he's not responding anymore." Aragorn sighed.
Pippin bowed his head sadly, how long would it take?
Merry heard voices. He was unsure what they were asking him to do. Merry shifted and moaned. He hurt greatly, especially in the area of his stomach, both inside and out. His stomach churned and he rolled over. The hobbit dry heaved and only spittle flecked with blood from his dry, strained throat came up.
Pippin gasped when Merry coughed up a little blood.
Aragorn quickly grabbed a glass of water and helped Merry drink it.
Pippin watched - his eyes wide with terror. "Can I do anything," Pippin asked.
Aragorn shook his head. "Not now Pippin. I'm sorry, but there isn't even much I can do," Aragorn said sadly.
Merry rolled back onto a prone position. His stomach growled and he realized he was hungry. Weakly, Merry opened his eyes. Everything looked foggy and black. He groaned outwardly. He was blind, again.
"Merry! Is he alright?" Pippin asked.
Aragorn stepped over. "He probably needs something to eat and drink. Go and get some more water and see if you can't find a meal for him." Aragorn said.
Pippin nodded and quickly rushed out the door.
Aragorn sat down. "How are you feeling? It seems that you had one untreated wound, it was poisoned. How is your vision?" Aragorn said. He wouldn't be surprised if Merry's vision had become bad again.
Merry blinked. He sighed and frowned. “I’m hungry,” he croaked. His voice was dry and hoarse. “I hurt,” Merry continued, “Yeah…I was wounded out on the battlefield and then was trapped under a dead fiend.” He sighed. He didn’t want to admit it, but he knew he had to. “I am blind…again.”
Pippin was back very soon, he placed the tray of food by Merry.
Aragorn sighed; he feared that his vision might not last. "I'm sorry Merry. I can't do anything about your eyes but I might be able to stop the pain." Aragorn said, and then he turned back to his herbs and began crushing some.
Pippin's eyes widened. "Blind again? Oh dear." He whispered sadly.
Merry tried to move, but he couldn’t – he hurt too much to. He blushed red and groaned. “I did not expect you to,” he said, “Would you? That would be nice not to hurt.” Merry listened to Pippin whisper. “I’ll be all right. I did not think it would last.”
Pippin felt sorry for his cousin, but he knew Merry didn't want pity. Aragorn placed some herbs on the wound and gave Merry a drink to help sooth the pain.
"It should help with the pain for a while." Aragorn said, then he sat down. Aragorn looked exhausted but he wanted to help Merry as best he could.
Merry felt drowsy as the herbs took affect. For three days he slept solid without moving or waking. On the fourth day, Merry woke, refreshed and barely in any pain. He opened his eyes and saw nothing. He sighed irritably as he pushed himself up.
Eva had slept for most of the three days. She had fallen unconscious after Grima had stabbed her. She knew not what had gone on. Her shoulder was bandaged and she slept peacefully. Her long, pale hair was spread over the covers and pillows. Her lips were slightly parted and were deep raspberry against her usual pale skin.
Legolas had been caring for Eva ever since they came back to Edoras. Aragorn had been too busy to help, so Legolas worked hard on his own.
Once he had done all he could he sat down beside her and waited for her to wake.
He ran his fingers through her silky hair, smiling at her beauty.
Pippin looked up at Merry, he had dozed off a little. "Aragorn just stepped out to check on other patients and maybe to get a rest and a meal." Pippin told Merry.
He looked concerned. "I hope you are alright, I can get Aragorn if you want." Pippin said, he waited for his respond.
Merry shook his head. “No,” Merry croaked. His throat was hoarse and dry. “I don’t need him. I’m alright; just a little sore is all.” He reached out and felt for the table. Finding it, he maneuvered his hand until he found the glass. Picking it up firmly in his hand, he drank. “Is the war over,” he asked, his throat less hoarse sounding.
Eva shifted. She then opened her eyes. The elf smiled at Legolas. “Suilad,” she whispered and then asked, “Where is Grima?”
Pippin smiled. "Yes, the war is over and we'll get to go home! Won't that be wonderful!" Pippin said, he couldn't wait to return.
Legolas smiled. "He is dead, meleth nin. I killed him, did I not tell you that I would protect you from him." Legolas said. Then he kissed her forehead gently.
"You are free now." Legolas whispered.
Merry nodded. “I can’t wait to go home,” Merry said, “When do you think I will be able to leave?”
Eva returned the smile. “Yes, you did,” she said in Elvish. She nodded. Tears were in her eyes. She was free from fear. Eva laughed softly.
Merry heard the laughter flit through his open door. He cocked his head. “She sounds happy,” he commented.
Pippin shrugged. “I'm not sure when we can go home, but the first chance I get I'm leaving!" Pippin said with a smile.
Pippin heard the laughter as well, he was glad that laughter filled the air and not cries of war.
Legolas smiled, he had never seen Eva so happy. He had brought her joy that would last forever. Legolas loved her so much; he would not let her leave his side anymore.
"Eva Arnarel, I love you very much and I hope you won't think me to bold, but I must ask for your hand in marriage," Legolas said, he took her hand in his and waited for her reply.
Merry chuckled softly. He nodded. “Aye,” he said, “I am sure that Aragorn will want to keep me until I am fully healed.” Merry stared blankly up at ceiling, even though he could not see it. A smile came over his lips as he listened to the laughing. “That warms my heart to hear laughter,” he said.
She shifted and pushed herself into a sitting position. She reached out with a thin, pale hand and touched Legolas’ cheek. “Oh, Legolas,” she said, placing the other hand on his other cheek, “Yes. Of course It would be an honor to take your hand in marriage.” Eva Aranel leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips.
Pippin smiled. "It warms my heart as well. I feel lighter already, happier even." Pippin sighed. "The war is over and peace has come. Peace, that is the best word in the world." Pippin said as he looked out at the sun light that began to lighten the world again.
Legolas smiled after the kiss. "Then you will come back to Eryn Lasgalen with me, once you are well enough." Legolas said. He was so overjoyed, he had found the love of his life and he would never let anything happen to her.
"You will be safe with me meleth nin," Legolas whispered. Then he sat on her bed and pulled her into an embrace, tears of joy rolled down his cheeks.
Merry nodded. “Yes, it is,” Merry said, “Where is Gilly, Pip?”
“Will I be accepted,” she asked him. She cocked her head to one side. “I do not have to live in fear anymore,” she said, laying a hand on her stomach. She sighed sadly, but then shook her head and rid her mind of her thoughts.
Elrohir strode the halls. He was dressed as an Elven Lord now and not as a fighter. He wore a deep blue velvet gown with a pale blue shirt under it. On his head was a fine headband of silver embossed in leaves. He stopped by Aragorns door and knocked.
Pippin gasped when he realized he had no idea where she had gone. "I'm not sure, but I'll go and find her." Pippin said, then he opened the door and left the room.
Pippin walked down the halls and called her name, but she didn't seem to be anywhere.
Eventually he walked into the stables. "Gilly? Are you in here somewhere? Merry wants to see you." Pippin called.
Legolas raised an eyebrow. "You are worried they will not accept you? They surely will meleth nin." Legolas said. Then he saw her place her hand on her stomach and he understood. He took her hand. "They need not know of your past Eva." Legolas said. His blue eyes looked into hers.
Aragorn woke when he heard the knock at the door. "Hmmm, I don't remember falling asleep." Aragorn said as she shook his head.
Then Aragorn stood and opened the door. He smiled when he saw Elrohir looking the way he should.
Aragorn embraced his brother-in-law. "You look fine Elrohir. You look just like Elrond." Aragorn said, a tear came to his eye.
Then he wiped the tear away. "Do you need anything? I believe I will be heading home any day now." Aragorn said.
Gilly peeked her head over the rafters where the bales of hay. She smiled weakly at Pippin. She was tired looking, with dark circles under her eyes. She had stayed there for three days, however, she had mostly sat, thinking and worrying. The hobbit scampered down the wooden ladder. “He’s alright then,” she asked worriedly.
Eva shifted her head and let her gaze drift downwards. She pressed her lips together slightly. “I was the lover of Grima,” she said with distaste and sadness, “I was sent to kidnap Elrohir. I was at his family’s murder . The elders know of me. Most elves and man do.” Her voice was melancholy as she spoke. Eva rested one hand upon her stomach as she held his other. “I wish she had been born in better times and through better means,” she said.
Elrohir smiled at Aragorn. He embraced him and then bowed. “These are quite particular clothes,” he comments, “It causes everyone to treat me quite differently. I am not entirely sure I like how I am treated or if I will be able to adjust. You know me, Aragorn. I wish to be treated indifferent and would rather be fighting or hunting.” He sighed and put his hands behind his back. “Truthfully, I am terrified. I do not know if I will be able to lead my people the way my father had. I worry I do not have the endurance to heal as my father did. My kindred hold me at very high standards now.”
Elrohir paused. He turned and looked out the window. For a while, he said nothing. “Actually, I do. It is about my leaving. I was wondering when the halflings would be fit enough to travel? I would be honored if I could lead them up to Imladris and then have a guard lead them safely the rest of the way.”
Legolas squeezed Eva's hand a little. "Don't worry Eva, everything will be alright. I assure you." His eyes watched her every facial expression.
When she spoke about her child, he sighed. "Maybe you shall have another child soon, by better means." Legolas said. He smiled a little.
Pippin looked up at Gilly. "He's fine. But, he is blind again." Pippin said sadly.
Then he helped her down and smiled. "Come, you must see him." Pippin said.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to Meduseld.
Aragorn nodded. "Sometimes I still fear the situations I get into. The choices I must make. It's very hard sometimes, but I am thankful to have Arwen by my side. She makes life easier in many ways." Aragorn said with a slight smile.
Aragorn smiled at Elrohir's suggestion. "That would be a wonderful idea. I am sure the hobbits will be ready soon enough, the only one who needs to heal is Merry. He is doing well though, I'm sure it will not take too much longer." Aragorn said.
Eva nodded her head slightly. She looked up at Legolas and smiled slightly. “Yes,” she agreed. She furrowed her brow. “You do not hate me as most do,” she said, “Why?” Eva cocked her head slightly. Her cheeks reddened. “Amin hiraetha,” she apologized, “Amin naa tualle. Amin selma tyára ve le irma. Manka a hin lle irma, a hin lle indóme n` anta`.”
Gilly frowned, but smiled. “He is alive though. I don’t care if he cannot see,” she said. She felt like she was flying as Pippin pulled her along. She almost fell at one point. “Pippin, please slow down. I cannot go this fast!”
“I am sure that they will all need to rest and Imladris would be a fine place for them to recuperate,” Elrohir said, “In addition, I wish to give some lessons to Master Meriadoc. There is, or at least there was, a fine blind elf who could teach him how to get around with a cane and to listen to his surroundings.” He continued to look at the window. “I have taken quite a shine to the hobbit I must admit. I can remember him when he first came to my homeland. Oh, how different he was back then.”
Legolas frowned and held her head in his hands. "Elyë lá nya núro, elyë nya vessë." Legolas said. "I am not going to make you do anything. But we need not speak of those matter yet. We will wait until the time comes." Legolas said. He was still worried about Eva; she would just have to trust that he was not what Grima was.
Then he remembered what she had asked. "I do not hate you because I know it was not your decision. When I first knew about it, I was unhappy and I thought that maybe you had just been leading me on, but I know that was not so. It wasn't your choice." Legolas said. He took her hand in his and smiled at her.
"Everything will be alright now." He whispered.
Pippin looked back at Gilly. "Sorry, I'm just so excited." Pippin said with a smile.
When he rushed into the room, he ran over to Merry.
"Gilly is here. I had better leave and see when we get to go home. I'll be back later." Pippin said. He knew they would probably want to talk alone for a while.
Aragorn smiled when he remembered Merry when he was so young.
"Yes, he's grown up a lot." Aragorn said. Then he put his hand on Elrohir's shoulder and smiled. "Well my friend, I think it is a wise decision to take the hobbits to Rivendell. I myself will be leaving as soon as I can." Aragorn said.
"I am sure we will see each other again, hopefully soon. I will make it a point to visit you soon, but now...." Aragorn paused. He looked out the window - it was warm and sunny. It was about noontime.
Aragorn turned back to Elrohir. "Now it is time for me to return home. Good luck on your travels my friend." Aragorn said.
Aragorn picked up the few things he had packed and went out. He tacked up Brego then mounted the great horse and rode out of Edoras.
He paused and looked back once. The city would need to rebuild a lot of things, but he knew they could do it without him.
"At last they shall have peace." Aragorn said. Then he spurred Brego to a gallop and raced back towards Gondor.
Eva’s brow creased in confusion. Not his servant, how could that be? The concept of wife was foreign and forgotten. With a thumb, she stroked his hand. Slowly, she nodded. “Alright,” Eva whispered.
“I was,” she said, “I cannot lie. I was leading you on, at first. However, then something unexpected happened. I fell in love. I knew what I had done was a mistake. That was why I wanted you to kill me. I had no way out or to undo what I had done.” Her cheeks reddened slightly.
Merry smiled in the direction of Pippin. “Good…good,” he said.
Gilly walked into the room. “Hullo, Merry,” she said, taking up his hand.
“Hullo, love. How are you,” Merry asked.
“I am much better now that I know you will be alright,” she replied as the two of them spoke and made plans of their future.
Elrohir turned and walked down the halls. He saw Pippin rummaging around in what appeared to be a cupboard of food and laughed. “Looking for food are we,” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest, “I do not know if you remember me, though I remember you, Peregrin Took. You have not changed in the least.” Elrohir chuckled. “I do not think your cousin remembered me. However, twas the heat of battle so all is forgiven.”
Legolas smiled at her. "When do you wish to leave? I am ready whenever you are." Legolas asked. He knew he had spent a long time away from home and would need to return soon. He had never imagined falling in love while away from home - he had only expected battle.
Pippin looked up when he heard the voice behind him. "You must be Elrohir, I do remember you." Pippin said. He stood and smiled.
Pippin looked down at the tray of food. "This is for Merry, not myself. He is doing well for one who was wounded so." Pippin said.
Then he looked up at Elrohir. "When are you going back to Rivendell?" He asked.
“Tomorrow, if that is possible,” She said, “Or do you wish to stay longer?”
“Yes, sadly, I am,” he whispered sadly, “He is a stout and strong hobbit.” Elrohir sighed and smiled. “Quite soon I hope. I believe in a day or two, however, I do not want to push Merry. Ah, I am being hasty. I have made plans for you, Merry, Gilly and Cora to travel with me, if that suits you. I know of a blind man who can teach Merry how to get around as if he weren’t blind.”
Pippin smiled. "We'll be going with you to Rivendell? I haven't been there for a long time. It will be wonderful to see it again." Pippin said. Then he remembered that something had happened to Rivendell, though he wasn't sure what.
"We can leave when you wish Eva. Tomorrow sounds fine to me." Legolas said.
Then he laid down on the bed, he laid his head on his hands.
"I think I need some time to rest anyway, I do not think I have rested since I recovered from my wound." Legolas said.
Eva lay down beside him. She rested her hand lightly on his chest. She watched him, but said nothing. She was happy to be leaving here. Many bad things had happened here and she wished for the things to be behind her.
“That was my plan, Master hobbit,” he said bowing, “I am not sure the state it will be in. There was a coup held against my family and my father and Elladan were killed. I had to leave or else I would have been killed. That is why I was using Jastethlien. I was under protection by Aragorn. I wish I understood why some of my kindred turned against my family.”
Legolas felt comfort as she lay beside him. He closed his eyes and soon fell into a restful sleep. When he woke he would be ready for what was ahead. He would be ready to go home.
Pippin looked down sadly. "That is terrible. I had thought that Rivendell would always be as peaceful as when I last saw it. I suppose all good things come to an end." Pippin said sadly.
“Aye, it is,” Elrohir agreed with a nod, “Sadly, they must. Young hobbit, please be ready to go by the early morn.”
Pippin nodded. Then he rushed back to Merry's room with the food on the tray. As he passed a window he noticed the sky beginning to dim. Night was on it's way.
When Pippin walked in he placed the tray on Merry's lap.
"There you are Merry. Eat well, we shall be going to Rivendell in the morning with Lord Elrohir. I hope this news won't excite you too much for you must sleep. I'm off to rest myself, I'm quite tired after taking care of you." Pippin said.
Then he yawned and walked out of the room and went to his own room.
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When the first rays of light streamed through the window Legolas felt the warmth of it on his face. He opened his eyes and saw Eva was still asleep.
He put his arm around her and pulled her closer, he smiled.
Then he remembered that today they would be returning to Eryn Lasgalen. Eva would have a place to live and be free and they would both be married.
Legolas sighed contently at the thought. Life wouldn't be so lonely now that he had Eva at his side.
Merry had readied himself at dawn. He was dressed in the best he could find. Gilly woke just after he had and helped him to get ot the stables because he was slightly sore.
Cora stood, aprehensively beside a pony and seeing Elrohir, got onto it. She would not be staying in Rivendell when they reached there. She would head home.
The elf lord helped Merry on top of his horse and then placed Pippin and Gilly on top of another. Mounting, the small band of hobbits and elves left. "The journey is long ahead and I wonder what we shall see?"
Translation: Amin hiraetha. Amin naa tualle. Amin selma tyára ve le irma. Manka a hin lle irma, a hin lle indóme n` anta`: I am sorry. I am your servant. I will do as you desire. If a child you desire, a child you will be given.
Translation: You are not my servant, you are my wife
Fin
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