Epilogue

Legolas stared sightlessly at the small mound in front of him, his mind replayed the events of a few days ago for the countless time.

He stepped into the room, his eyes drawn to the bedside immediately and froze in horror.

A small trickle of red had made its way down the corner of the child's mouth. The child lay still on the bed.

Too still and white as though life had already fled.

Legolas' expression was emotionless but inside, a flood of feelings burst forth.

This cannot be...

She was fine...

My fault ...

The realization hit him hard and his legs almost gave way. He grabbed the wall for support and held on to it tightly like a life line.

I have to make sure ...

Somehow, Legolas steeled himself and stiffly checked the girl's pulse. His hand jerked away from her neck as though the skin had burned him.

This cannot be...

She was fine...

My fault ...

He crumpled to the floor, the emotions too much for his tired body to handle, welcoming the darkness that swallowed him.


He had awoken the next day in the house of healing, an unknown female elf by his side. His mind swirled in a panic as he remembered what he had discovered. He closed his eyes again, clenching them shut, to hold in the tears which threatened to spill.

Ghilane was dead .

The words reverberated in his head. Round and round and round. Bouncing off the corners of his mind and etching the fact into itself.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.


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Nienna silently approached the prince from behind. The rain pelting her with heavy drops and soaking her clothing.

"Come away from the rain..."

She whispered softly to him. It seemed an age when at last he turned lost eyes on her.

"Come away from the rain..."

She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, turning him around and guiding him back to the palace, leaving behind a small grave with two marble birds adorning its sides and a white headstone in front.

Namarie Ghilane.

- end -

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So that was the end! How did you find it? Thank you so very much for all the past reviews !!!!!!! If you didn't catch the fact that Ghilane is dead, here's a clue : "...her heart at rest"