Hi, I'm a little off schedule, but I figured since this is the final chapter I'd get it put up. Thanks to everyone that read and reviewed so faithfully!
Chapter 33-Final Closure
Legolas and Elrohir were taken straight to the healers. Elrond insisted on tending his son and after a nod from Thranduil the healers turned their attention to Legolas.
Thranduil waited until one of the healers told him Legolas would be fine and just needed rest in order to recover then he went to his eldest son's room. They needed to talk.
Alarion opened the door and his eyes widened. "Ada, I did not realize you were home yet. Does Advisor Zion know?" he asked.
"I fear I will need a new advisor," Thranduil said. He told his son everything that had happened.
After he was done Alarion looked both relieved and terrified. "I did not…" he began. Suddenly he burst into tears like an Elfling and all but flung himself into his father's arms. "Ada, I am so sorry for everything. I did not realize what would happen!" he wept.
"Calm down, tell me everything," Thranduil said quietly.
Alarion took a deep breath to steady himself and began. It took two hours to tell it all. It was a while before either of them spoke. "Ada, are you going to have me arrested for treason as well? I would deserve it if you did and I will not run," he said.
Thranduil didn't answer for a moment, part of him was furious at his son's weakness, but he remembered what his wife had said. "No, I forgive you, my son. It is all over. Zion is gone and will never trouble us again," he said. He hugged his son again and at that moment knew that he did truly forgive him.
When Elrohir opened his eyes he wished he hadn't everything spun wildly and he had to fight back nausea. He closed his eyes again with a soft moan. A gentle hand touched his forehead and he recognized it. "Ada? What are you doing here?" he asked. Suddenly he was afraid that Elrond had been captured by the mad Elf as well.
"Be at peace, Elrohir, it is over and Zion is gone," Elrond said.
"Legolas? Is he alright?" Elrohir asked, cautiously opening his eyes again.
"He is sore and exhausted, but he will be fine and so will you. When you have shaken off the spider poison completely we will go home. Sleep now," Elrond said.
Elrohir was still weary and gladly obeyed. He slipped back into reverie.
Zion was stunned and a bit afraid when he didn't appear in Mandos's Halls. He found himself in a rocky cave. Lava pits bubbled and steamed, making the cave unbearably hot. No one else was there. "Where am I?" he asked aloud.
"In my realm," a hissing voice said from behind him.
Zion whirled. He knew there had been no one in the room an second ago. Now a thin figure swathed in black robes sat on a stone throne, but more frightening were the two balrog guards at his sides.
The figure raised his head and a skull peered out at Zion. "You failed me," it said.
Zion realized then who he faced, immediately to his knees. "Dark one, please forgive me. I have served you well," he pleaded.
"No, you have not. You failed. You are weak. I hate weaklings. Punishment must be given," it said and gestured.
Zion cried out in agony as one of the balrog's fiery whips scorched his skin. He tried to back away, but he couldn't move. As the second balrog joined the first in whipping him Zion realized his fate. He would suffer for all time, for him there would never be an end to pain. He would never be at peace….
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